Winning Hearts? Crushing You All Would Win Them, Wouldn't It?

Spirit Transmission Pagoda core.

For the first time in many days, a high-level core meeting was underway.

Aside from familiar faces like Pagoda Master Qiangu Dongfeng, Vice Pagoda Master Leng Yaozhu, Han Tianyi, and Zhang Geyang, there was an unfamiliar, handsome face present.

Even Qiangu Dieting, the previous head of the Qiangu Family who had long since retreated behind the scenes, was in attendance.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on the young man sitting beside Leng Yaozhu, who had his arms crossed and his eyes closed in repose.

Their gazes were varied, laced with complex emotions.

The Phoenix Family had never intended to deliberately conceal information about Leng Hanyuan.

Consequently, certain dossiers regarding Leng Hanyuan had quickly appeared on these people's desks.

Yet, this was precisely the reason for their current reaction.

The ancestor of the Phoenix Family from ten thousand years ago...

Their first reaction upon receiving this information was disbelief.

However, they could not uncover any other information about Leng Hanyuan beyond that.

It was as if he were a man who did not belong to this era.

How could a quasi-god have no prior record whatsoever?

Thus, no matter how shocked they were, they chose to believe the information.

This young man sitting beside Leng Yaozhu with his arms crossed was a figure from the same era as the Spirit Ice Douluo ten thousand years ago!

"This is my proposal."

"My clan's ancestor is qualified to enter the core layer of the Spirit Transmission Pagoda."

Leng Yaozhu said coldly.

Her expression was icy, a complete departure from the obedient junior she appeared to be in front of Leng Hanyuan.

This was her true demeanor.

Head of the Phoenix Family, Vice Pagoda Master of the Spirit Transmission Pagoda, Heavenly Phoenix Douluo!

Emotions swirled in the depths of Qiangu Dongfeng's eyes.

A hypocritical smile remained plastered on his face.

"I fear that may be somewhat inappropriate."

"Yaozhu, it is not that I do not trust you, but for a figure from ten thousand years ago to appear in the present is truly inconceivable..."

Qiangu Dongfeng had his own agenda.

Whether Leng Hanyuan was truly a figure from ten thousand years ago or the ancestor of the Phoenix Family was irrelevant.

Qiangu Dongfeng simply did not want to see another member of the Phoenix Family enter the core layer of the Spirit Transmission Pagoda.

Because doing so would undoubtedly affect the Qiangu Family's control over the Spirit Transmission Pagoda.

Leng Yaozhu's willow-leaf brows arched, and just as she was about to speak in anger, Han Tianyi, the possessor of the Brain martial soul who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke softly:

"This old man believes the Vice Pagoda Master's proposal is sound."

"Since this Lord Hanyuan is a member of the Phoenix Family and his strength exceeds that of Pagoda Master Qiangu, he should rightfully be able to enter the core of our Spirit Transmission Pagoda."

Qiangu Dongfeng's face turned ashen.

He knew that the news of his secret clash with Leng Hanyuan and his subsequent loss must have already reached the ears of these high-ranking members of the Spirit Transmission Pagoda.

"This old woman also sees no problem with it."

Another elderly woman slowly expressed her stance.

She was also a Limit Douluo hidden within the Spirit Transmission Pagoda and one of its thirty-six councilors, holding great power and influence.

The fact that these two spoke up simultaneously made Qiangu Dongfeng's expression even uglier.

How could he not see it?

These two were not doing this for the simple reasons they stated on the surface.

They wanted to use Leng Hanyuan to keep the Qiangu Family in check.

The influence of the Qiangu Family within the Spirit Transmission Pagoda was far too deep.

With three Limit Douluos—Qiangu Dongfeng, Qiangu Qingfeng, and Qiangu Dieting—the Qiangu Family had enjoyed boundless prestige within the Spirit Transmission Pagoda for some time.

This had allowed the Qiangu Family's influence within the Pagoda to reach its zenith.

Over the years, they had spared no effort in expanding their power.

Naturally, this had stirred dissatisfaction among others.

It was only out of fear of the Qiangu Family's might that no one dared to challenge them directly.

Now that a quasi-god, claimed to be the ancestor of the Phoenix Family, had appeared in the form of Leng Hanyuan, they naturally wanted to support his entry into the core of the Spirit Transmission Pagoda.

With the addition of Heavenly Phoenix Douluo Leng Yaozhu, the Phoenix Family now also possessed two Limit Douluos.

They were not much inferior to the Qiangu Family.

For them, a rivalry between two tigers was always more favorable than one family holding absolute power.

Therefore, this was the biggest reason they had shown their support without hesitation.

Qiangu Dongfeng, that old fox, naturally saw through these petty schemes clearly.

He was so angry that his teeth itched.

These old fogies truly refused to give up!

"This old man believes it is not acceptable."

Just as Qiangu Dongfeng was struggling because of these people's stance, Qiangu Dieting, who was off to the side, slowly opened his eyes.

His aged pupils lacked the cloudiness of an old man; on the contrary, they were brighter than those of a young person.

This former Pagoda Master clearly possessed more intimidation than Qiangu Dongfeng.

With just a single sentence, he caused Han Tianyi and that female Limit Douluo to shut their mouths in trepidation.

Qiangu Dieting remained calm and composed:

"Your Excellency Leng Hanyuan's identity is, after all, in question. Of course, this is not to say that this old man suspects the Phoenix Family of harboring ulterior motives."

"It is just that if you were to enter the core of the Spirit Transmission Pagoda directly, I fear it would be difficult to convince the masses."

"In this old man's opinion, it would be better for Your Excellency Hanyuan to wait a while and earn some merit before discussing this matter; that would be far more appropriate."

However...

Leng Hanyuan paid no heed to this delaying tactic from Qiangu Dieting.

"Convince the masses?"

He let out a cold laugh, his eyes, which had been tightly shut, slowly opening.

A cold, piercing light flickered within his pure white pupils.

The temperature of the entire conference room dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Simple."

"If This Seat crushes all of you, won't I naturally convince the masses?"

Merit?

That was indeed important.

But this was the world of soul masters, a place where strength was supreme.

If one still needed to rely on merit to convince the masses, it only proved that their strength was not yet strong enough.

But if his strength were above everyone in the Spirit Transmission Pagoda, why would he need merit to convince them?

No one would question a supreme powerhouse capable of crushing everyone!

"Arrogant!"

Qiangu Dieting had not expected Leng Hanyuan to be so arrogant.

He did not want to fall out with Leng Hanyuan.

The reason he had spoken up just now was merely a stalling tactic.

He did not want the Phoenix Family to influence the Qiangu Family's power within the Spirit Transmission Pagoda too early.

He had not expected Leng Hanyuan to be so unyielding.

It was true that he was a quasi-god, a figure standing at the pinnacle of the soul master world.

But he, Qiangu Dieting, was also a genuine quasi-god!

"Then let this old man experience your brilliant techniques."

A sharp light flashed in Qiangu Dieting's eyes. The Coiling Dragon Staff left his hand, its momentum like a dragon's roar; in an instant, it obliterated the long table in front of him and charged straight at Leng Hanyuan.

He did not want to fall out with Leng Hanyuan.

But since things had reached this point, if he still did not show a response, the Qiangu Family's authority within the Spirit Transmission Pagoda would undoubtedly suffer massive damage.

Watching the Coiling Dragon Staff, which was inches away and carrying a fierce gale, Leng Hanyuan gave a disdainful smile.

"A mere trifle."

He raised his hand.

His fair, well-defined finger tapped lightly in front of him.

The Coiling Dragon Staff, which had arrived with an aura of endless destruction, was forced to a dead stop right before his fingertip, unable to advance even half an inch further.