The Old Fox Ning Fengzhi

The four of them turned their gazes toward the jade platter simultaneously, especially Ye Lingling, whose eyes remained fixed on the Ice-Skin Snow-Jade Ginseng, seemingly unable to tear them away.

Ning Fengzhi smiled at this moment and spoke:

"Earlier at the auction, I noticed this young lady's keen interest in it. I assume she must be aware of the item's properties."

Ye Lingling's eyes flickered as she looked at the Ice-Skin Snow-Jade Ginseng, then she nodded gently:

"I need it to treat the defect in my martial soul."

"A martial soul defect?"

Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly, "Could it be..."

After Ye Lingling's explanation, Ning Fengzhi's expression turned solemn, and the look he gave her became somewhat complex.

He had not expected this young girl before him to be the successor of the Nine Heart Begonia of this generation.

The support effects of the Nine Heart Begonia martial soul were in no way inferior to their Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, yet both martial souls suffered from unsatisfactory flaws; it was almost as if they were fellow sufferers.

Dugu Yan could not bear to see Ye Lingling so distressed, so she looked at Ning Fengzhi and asked tentatively:

"Sect Master Ning, could you sell this Ice-Skin Snow-Jade Ginseng to Lingling? We can owe you the money for now."

"Yanyan..."

Ye Lingling pulled on Dugu Yan. With her intelligence, she naturally understood that if Dugu Yan spoke up, even if Ning Fengzhi agreed to let her have the Ice-Skin Snow-Jade Ginseng, it would only be out of respect for Dugu Bo.

Yet Dugu Yan clearly hadn't considered that much; she simply didn't want to see Ye Lingling so heartbroken.

Hearing Dugu Yan's words, Ning Fengzhi did not answer directly, but his eyes swept across the room, putting on a look of hesitation.

On the other side, Mo Li watched as Ning Fengzhi's gaze kept drifting toward him, and he couldn't help but laugh inwardly in frustration.

What an old fox.

Ning Fengzhi's display of hesitation was clearly put on for his benefit, obviously waiting for him to speak up as well.

Seeing Ye Lingling's lingering gaze and hopeful expression, Mo Li sighed in his heart, and after a long moment, he finally spoke:

"Sect Master Ning, if you are willing to part with this treasure, I believe Sister Lingling would be very grateful to you."

Having finally waited for Mo Li to speak, Ning Fengzhi didn't care what he said. Seeing his goal achieved, he immediately smiled and said:

"Sigh, you youngsters are truly sentimental. This herb is of little use to me. Since that is the case, I shall do you a favor and gift it to you."

After Mo Li spoke, a genuine look of anticipation appeared in Ye Lingling's eyes, though she did not wish to take advantage of Ning Fengzhi, intending to owe the debt and pay it back later.

She simply hadn't expected that the Sect Master of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect would be so generous as to gift her the Ice-Skin Snow-Jade Ginseng directly.

Facing such a favor, she didn't know what to do for a moment. She lowered her head slightly, neither accepting nor refusing, appearing somewhat at a loss.

It was only when Dugu Yan tugged at her hand to remind her that Ye Lingling softly said, "Thank you, Sect Master Ning."

Ning Fengzhi waved his hand and smiled:

"If you want to thank someone, thank your friends. To me, getting to know you youngsters is worth far more than what this herb could bring."

Hearing this, Ye Lingling was stunned, and she said to Mo Li and Jiang Zhu behind her:

"Thank you both."

Dugu Yan held her hand and said:

"Lingling, why are you being so polite with me?"

Mo Li merely smiled slightly, then looked at the calm-faced Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi sat in his chair, smiling as he watched the scene before him. He had achieved his goal: using a herb that wasn't particularly expensive to secure three favors.

Regardless of the depth of these favors, he had at least maximized his interests.

Mo Li was well aware of this, yet he felt no resentment.

He was a lone wolf with no ties to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. Furthermore, as the continent's premier support sect on the surface, he was quite interested in them, even if he had no intention of joining.

Seeing that his goal was reached, Ning Fengzhi stood up, hands behind his back, and revealed a gentle smile:

"Since the treasure has found its owner, I will not keep you all any longer. I hope you will come to visit our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect in the future."

"Come to think of it, my own daughter is about your age; perhaps you might get to know each other."

At the thought of his daughter, who was like a little demon, Ning Fengzhi suddenly felt a headache coming on.

"There will be an opportunity," Mo Li smiled.

Ning Fengzhi took it as mere social pleasantry, his smile not fading as he gave him one last deep look.

Mo Li acted as if he hadn't noticed, wearing a smile of his own as he said:

"Sect Master Ning, we shall take our leave now."

Jiang Zhu, standing beside Mo Li, echoed him in a low voice.

Under normal circumstances, she would never have had the chance to meet the Sect Master of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. Unlike Mo Li, who had the memories of two lifetimes, or Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan, who had powerful backgrounds, she felt somewhat intimidated.

However, with Mo Li standing before her, and his demeanor consistently composed, she couldn't help but feel a sense of profound reassurance.

Ye Lingling hesitated for a moment before taking the Ice-Skin Snow-Jade Ginseng from the jade platter, then, under the gaze of Ning Fengzhi and the others, she placed a golden card onto the tray.

Mo Li and Dugu Yan watched this scene without saying a word, then bid farewell to Ning Fengzhi and left the room.

After they had departed, the door opened once more, and a voice tinged with praise drifted in:

"That child is quite good. His talent is exceptional, but what is even rarer is his extraordinary temperament. This young friend named Mo Li possesses talent that even surpasses my own!"

The door had opened soundlessly, and there was no look of surprise on Ning Fengzhi's face.

"Uncle Sword, was that him just now?"

Standing at the doorway was an old man dressed in a snow-white robe, his silver hair neatly combed back. He resembled an unsheathed sharp sword, and every movement he made exuded an incredibly keen, piercing aura.

"It was that Dean of Blue Tyrant Academy; he has already left," Sword Douluo said indifferently.

Ning Fengzhi nodded and stood up, walking to the window. He watched the backs of Mo Li and the others as they merged into the crowd, then let out a soft sigh:

"I never expected that Blue Tyrant Academy could obtain a genius with innate full soul power. They truly have profound good fortune..."

For someone like Sword Douluo, who possessed innate level nine soul power, to say such things, Mo Li's talent was self-evident.

It could only be innate full soul power!

On the streets of Heaven Dou City.

Mo Li stood with Jiang Zhu, while opposite them stood Dugu Yan, who was looking around with short purple hair and an indifferent expression, and Ye Lingling, who wore a black veil and looked slightly agitated.

"Sister Lingling, it's about time; we need to head back to the academy, so let's part ways here."

Mo Li looked at the two of them and said with a smile.

Ye Lingling nodded gently, but then, as if remembering something, her eyes darted away. She reached out and grabbed Mo Li's arm, intending to pull him to the side.

"Little Brother Mo Li..."

"Lingling, what are you doing?"

Seeing Ye Lingling's actions, two voices spoke almost in unison.

"Lingling, you're too bold! We're on the main street with so many people around, and I'm still here!"

Dugu Yan's tone was annoyed, laced with a hint of grievance, while Jiang Zhu, on the other side, also looked at her with a strange gaze.

Ye Lingling's cheeks flushed beneath her veil, and she said with shy indignation:

"Don't talk nonsense, I... I have something to discuss with Mo Li!"

Dugu Yan put on a wronged expression, clearly not entirely believing Ye Lingling's words. This made Ye Lingling glare at her before pulling Mo Li toward a street corner.

Mo Li stood to the side, smiling as he watched the drama unfold. It was his first time seeing the usually aloof Ye Lingling display such a flash of indignant charm; the contrast was quite interesting.

However, he already had a rough idea of why Ye Lingling was looking for him.

Before Ye Lingling could speak, he asked first:

"Sister Lingling, you want to ask about the information regarding the immortal herbs I mentioned at the auction, don't you?"

At first, Ye Lingling's eyes had been evasive, but as she thought of her family's generational curse, her gaze gradually became firm. She looked at Mo Li and nodded heavily.