Tea Needs Slow Stirring (Seeking Reads)

"Brother, what do you think of that little daughter of the Qian family?"

Several men drank tea in silence for a long while. In the end, Tang Zhen could not hold back and was the first to open the conversation.

Yu Yuanzhen was not one to take the bait either. He quietly sipped his tea at the side without responding.

Tang Zhen could only turn his gaze to Ning Fengzhi. Ning Fengzhi understood that there were times when he had to be the one to speak.

"Uncle Tang, you are my elder. There is no need to address me as an equal—just call me Fengzhi."

What Ning Fengzhi said was true. He was indeed Tang Zhen's junior, though he had taken over the sect at an early age because he was an auxiliary-system Soul Master.

But that had only happened in the past few years.

"Haha, Fengzhi, you are now the master of a sect yourself. Your standing is practically equal to ours. But since you insist, I'll call you Fengzhi."

The Sword and Bone Douluo stood behind Ning Fengzhi like pillars that steadied the sea. Neither spoke, nor did they accept the tea Tang Xiao offered them.

Tang Xiao stood quietly beside Tang Zhen. At the moment, he was merely a supporting figure, so all he could do was watch.

"As for that little daughter of the Qian family, she is naturally a rare genius unlike any seen in this world. Exceptionally gifted—she already had more than twenty levels of soul power at the age of six."

"Like a god descending to earth."

Though Ning Fengzhi seemed to be praising her, the sarcasm in his words practically overflowed.

"Hehe, exceptionally gifted indeed... Spirit Hall truly has vast wealth and resources."

"That little girl must have quite a few soul bones on her."

When Yu Yuanzhen said this, his eyes gleamed with greed.

Ning Fengzhi glanced at him but did not respond. He lowered his eyes in silence, then, beyond Yu Yuanzhen's line of sight, cast him a contemptuous look.

As expected, a man with muscles for brains. So shortsighted—aren't you afraid that walls have ears?

That only daughter of the Qian family is at least a genius with innate full soul power. That is why the Qian family could equip her with soul bones.

They were using them to pave her path. Didn't you see how the other child with innate full soul power had been turned into a shield?

Coveting the soul bones on Qian Renxue... I'm afraid you may have the life to take them, but not the life to use them.

Ning Fengzhi sneered inwardly and had already pronounced Yu Yuanzhen's actions a death sentence in his heart.

Still, this was a gathering among several people. If Yu Yuanzhen's words spread, it would not be good for the other two either, so he offered an indirect reminder.

"Tea must be swirled slowly. If one is too impatient, its flavor dissipates."

"Some things are meant only to be admired from afar, never attained."

"The empire's mountains of gold are guarded by an invincible army. How could ordinary people seize them? And even if they did, would they dare oppose the empire?"

Yu Yuanzhen came to his senses as well, realizing his lapse in composure. He hurriedly found an excuse to change the subject.

"Hehe, let's not talk about that favored daughter of heaven."

"What do you think of this boy named Lin Mo? He is no simple matter—his first soul ring is a thousand-year one."

At those words, everyone fell silent and exchanged looks. Only now did they realize something: if Qian Renxue was an unparalleled genius built up solely through soul bones—

Then Lin Mo was a true unparalleled genius.

"Spirit Hall has vast wealth and resources and lacks no soul bones. This boy should have some too, right?"

Even Yu Yuanzhen himself found it hard to believe as he said it. Spirit Hall might possess many soul bones, but they were not handed out casually.

The little girl from the Qian family was one thing. She was, after all, the only daughter of the Angel Clan, and the Qian family had only one heir in each generation. It was understandable for them to equip their granddaughter with several high-quality soul bones.

But Lin Mo was not a member of the Qian family. His surname was not Qian. They gave him soul bones anyway? That was far too extravagant, even for Spirit Hall.

After all, most of Spirit Hall's Title Douluo did not even possess a complete set of soul bones.

"Doesn't seem like it. That child's physical constitution is extremely strong, and his aura is steady. His soul power is solid."

"It does not seem as though he used soul bones."

At that moment, the previously silent Sword Douluo, Chen Xin, spoke. But his words effectively confirmed Lin Mo's status as an unparalleled genius.

Chen Xin had not offered any opinion on Qian Renxue because he had not detected anything from her.

On one hand, Qian Renxue had not released her martial soul or aura. On the other, he had been standing beside Qian Daoliu the entire time.

In truth, what Chen Xin most wanted to say was that he sensed an intense sharpness from Lin Mo. That feeling could not be wrong.

It was the instinct of a swordsman. There was no basis for it—only the intuition of a master of the sword.

"It seems that Spirit Hall will truly have two pillars supporting the heavens and beams holding up the sea in the future."

Yu Yuanzhen wore a smile as he spoke, but anyone could hear the unwillingness in his tone.

After all, everyone present knew that Yu Yuanzhen's son, Yu Xiaogang, was a complete and utter waste.

Not only had his awakened martial soul been a pig, but his innate soul power had also been pitifully low. He was completely incapable of inheriting the orthodox legacy of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

It seemed that, for some reason, he had even been expelled from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan before.

Only Tang Zhen and Tang Xiao remained in the room.

The tea slowly went cold. Tang Xiao wanted to refill the pot, but Tang Zhen waved his hand, signaling him to sit down. After taking a sip of the cooled tea, he finally spoke.

"Xiao'er, tell me what you think of Spirit Hall's two geniuses."

Tang Xiao cautiously glanced around, seemingly afraid that walls might have ears.

Tang Zhen waved his hand, telling Tang Xiao not to worry and to speak freely.

"Father, I think it would be better to eliminate Spirit Hall's two geniuses."

"That little girl Qian Renxue is easier to deal with. After all, her level was built up through soul bones, and judging by Spirit Hall's attitude, they're probably afraid she'll be exposed."

"After all, soul power raised through such methods is definitely unstable for the time being. It can only establish short-term prestige, and in the long run, it won't be of much use."

Tang Zhen nodded, signaling Tang Xiao to continue.

"As for Lin Mo, that child is harder to judge. He isn't a member of the Qian family, and the spies we sent out haven't uncovered much information."

"But that child is definitely no ordinary person. I can feel it too—his physical constitution is certainly exceptional."

"And his innate soul power is at the full innate level. His potential is limitless."

"I even think that this child named Lin Mo may go farther than that person from the Qian family."

There was nothing wrong with Tang Xiao's assessment. If Qian Renxue truly only had full innate soul power and had relied on soul bones to build up her soul power, then her potential really was inferior to Lin Mo's.

After all, as long as a genius could grow up and had sufficient strength and backing, soul bones would basically not be scarce in the later stages.

What mattered, then, was the foundation laid in the early stages.

"Child, you're more suited to be the sect master than Hao'er."

The moment Tang Zhen said this, Tang Xiao immediately lowered his head and replied somewhat nervously.

"Father, Hao's talent is better than mine. He's definitely more suited to be sect master."

"No, Xiao'er, you are more suitable. Hao's talent may be good, but his mind isn't as quick and meticulous as yours. Your steadiness makes you more fit to bear the position of sect master."

Tang Zhen then continued.

"But there is one thing you must remember: when it comes to Spirit Hall, you must be cautious—cautious, and cautious again."

"Do you know why Spirit Hall dares to display its geniuses so openly?"