Ning Fengzhi looked at Chen Xin's corpse, his body swaying slightly, sadness welling in his eyes. Chen Xin and Gu Rong were the Qingtian of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Now that Chen Xin has perished, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is like half the sky has collapsed, with only the Bone Douluo Gu Rong remaining, which can hardly support the school now.
"Uncle Sword!" Ning Fengzhi called softly to Chen Xin's corpse, only to feel Rebellious Blood to his chest. He spat out a mouthful of Rebellious Blood, which floated to the ground.
Ning Fengzhi leaned back as if he was about to faint, but was caught by a quick-thinking disciple.
"Who brought Chen Xin's body back just now?!"
Gu Rong suddenly stood up, wiped away the tears streaming from his eyes, and his whole body surged with energy, like an enraged Lion, as he questioned.
"No... we don't know. We've never seen those two people before. They put Chen Xin's body down and left immediately," the two gatekeeper disciples replied tremblingly.
"Wind Snow Pavilion, what a magnificent Wind Snow Pavilion!" Gu Rong clenched his fists, preparing to step out of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Seeing Gu Rong's state, Ning Fengzhi immediately spoke up to dissuade him, saying, "Uncle Bone, Uncle Sword has already perished, and half of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has collapsed. Uncle Bone, if you go now, not only will you not be able to avenge Uncle Sword, but you will also get yourself killed. At that time, the sky of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will truly collapse."
"I am also saddened by the fall of Uncle Sword, but we need to prioritize the bigger picture. Now that our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has completely broken ties with the Wind Snow Pavilion, a battle between us is inevitable to avenge Chen Xin. There is no need to rush; we need to plan carefully."
Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Gu Rong slowly stopped in her tracks, looked at her old friend of many years, and then looked up at the sky, two lines of clear tears flowing down her cheeks.
"Grandpa Sword!"
A crisp sound rang out from not far away.
Ning Rongrong ran out of her room and knelt directly in front of Chen Xin's body. Tears streamed down her face like broken pearls, dripping onto Chen Xin's corpse.
"Dad, what happened? How could Grandpa Sword have suddenly passed away?" Ning Rongrong slowly raised her head, looked at Ning Fengzhi, and asked softly.
"Sigh, this is all Dad's fault. If I hadn't sent Uncle Sword to the Wind and Uncle Sword Wind Snow Pavilion, he wouldn't have perished." Ning Fengzhi shook his head slightly, not telling Ning Rongrong the truth.
There's a saying: ignorance is bliss. There's bound to be a battle between the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School and the Wind Snow Pavilion and Wind Snow Pavilion, and the outcome of that battle will determine who survives.
If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect wins, Ning Fengzhi will inevitably destroy the Wind Snow Pavilion. If the Wind Snow Pavilion wins, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will also be unable to survive. Because they all understand one principle: not killing a snake is a crime, and letting a tiger return to the mountain will harm one's own family.
By not telling Ning Rongrong the truth, they might be able to preserve some of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Core Flame should they lose.
"Wind Snow Pavilion, Jun Xuehan!" Ning Rongrong looked at Ning Fengzhi and asked, enunciating each word clearly.
"Hmm." Ning Fengzhi hummed in agreement, then looked at Gu Rong and said, "Let's bury Uncle Sword's body. Uncle Sword worked hard all his life, and now it's time for him to rest in peace."
"We must also summon all the Affiliated Sects and families of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to prepare for war with the Wind and Wind Snow Pavilion at any time. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will also enter a state of Full Martial Law from today."
Ning Fengzhi calmed himself down and said softly.
"Yes, Sect Master." The surrounding disciples responded and went to make preparations.
Gu Rong then helped Chen Xin's body to its feet, and like an old friend, they walked towards the back mountain of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. However, Gu Rong's once straight body was now hunched over, making them look like two ordinary old people.
Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong followed Gu Rong, walking together towards the back mountain.
After burying Chen Xin's body, Gu Rong sat in front of Chen Xin 'Chen Xin tombstone and recounted their past. Ning Rongrong knelt in front of Chen Xin's tombstone, tears streaming down her face.
"Grandpa Sword, don't worry, Rong Rong will definitely avenge you." Ning Rongrong looked at Chen Xin's tombstone and made a silent vow in her heart.
After respectfully bowing several times to Chen Xin's tombstone, Ning Fengzhi left alone without disturbing Gu Rong and Ning Rongrong, to prepare for the battle with the Wind Snow Pavilion.
At this time, the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was placed under Full Martial Law. All the disciples were busy in the sect, and disciples kept leaving the Seven Treasure Glazed Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to notify its Affiliated Sects.
Late at night, Ning Rongrong quietly left her boudoir, glanced around, and then quietly walked towards the outside of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
"Young Miss, where are you going?" A voice rang out from the side, and a handsome young man, around sixteen or seventeen years old, appeared.
Ning Rongrong looked over and recognized the person who appeared. He was Shen Jian, a well-known genius from their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Affiliated Sects.
"Shen Jian, I'm leaving the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business." With that, Ning Rongrong walked towards the gate.
But after taking two steps, Ning Rongrong stopped and walked back to Shen Jian, saying, "Shen Jian, don't you like me? If you do something for me, I might consider agreeing to your request."
Upon hearing this, Shen Jian blinked and said with some surprise, "What is it? What is it, Miss? Please tell me."
Ning Rongrong blinked, then leaned close to Shen Jian's ear and whispered something.
"Miss... I'm afraid that won't work. With my current Soul Ancestor strength, it seems I'm not up to the task." Shen Jian's lips twitched slightly as he spoke hesitantly.
"What are you afraid of? Are you even a man? If we can't beat you head-on, we can outsmart you." Ning Rongrong glanced at Shen Jian with disdain and said softly.
"I'm going to use my wits, Miss. Tell me your ideas first, and I'll give you some advice." Shen Jian said hesitantly, looking at Ning Rongrong's disdainful gaze.
Ning Rongrong leaned close to Shen Jian's ear and whispered something.
After listening to Ning Rongrong's account, Shen Jian felt that there seemed to be no problem.
"Alright, Miss, I'll go with you. There's an old saying that a man might be so angry for a woman that he would risk everything. What's wrong with me, Shen Jian, being impulsive today?" Shen Jian nodded slightly and immediately agreed.
"Then come with me, we'll leave the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect now." Ning Rongrong nodded and secretly led Shen Jian away from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.