Stating His Purpose

Sword Douluo accidentally knocked Ning Rongrong over. Seeing Rongrong crying quietly, he hurriedly helped her up.

Ning Fengzhi had only this one daughter, whom he usually spoiled like a precious treasure. Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo in particular treated her as their own granddaughter and could never bear to hit or reprimand her.

Whenever Ning Fengzhi got angry, the two elders would immediately step in to comfort her. In the end, Ning Fengzhi would be the one scolded by them.

It was like a food chain—Ning Rongrong was the person one should least provoke in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Grandpa Jian, you have to stand up for Rongrong!" Ning Rongrong threw herself into Sword Douluo's arms.

Sword Douluo's expression changed. "Could it be that Fengzhi scolded you again?"

Ning Rongrong nodded. "Not only that. Today, Father actually lost his temper with me because of some stranger."

"A stranger?" Sword Douluo asked curiously. "Rongrong, tell Grandpa Jian, who exactly is this stranger?"

"His name seemed to be..." Ning Rongrong pondered for a moment.

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"His name is Bofeng! Yes, that's him!" Ning Rongrong nodded decisively. That was the name.

"Bofeng?" Sword Douluo thought for a while before his eyes suddenly lit up. "So it was him! He wouldn't come to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect without reason. Could he have some purpose in coming here?"

"Grandpa Jian, do you know him?" Seeing Sword Douluo react just like her father, Ning Rongrong immediately asked.

"Grandpa Jian knows him. I encountered him yesterday while hunting with the Sect Master and His Majesty."

Sword Douluo advised, "Rongrong, he is no stranger. That young man's speech and bearing are extraordinary. He is a very fine young man. You should learn from him."

Listening to Sword Douluo and her father's tone, they were both clearly taking Bofeng's side. What was so good about him?

"Rongrong, has Bofeng already arrived at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?" Sword Douluo asked.

Ning Rongrong nodded casually. After their brief encounter yesterday, Sword Douluo could not help but wonder what kind of young man could make a Titled Douluo with a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring follow him.

That was a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, the most precious thing in the Spirit Master World.

The force behind him had to be powerful.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, Sword Douluo headed toward the main hall. He should be able to find out something useful there.

"Grandpa Jian, you must..."

Ning Rongrong looked around. Where had Grandpa Jian gone?

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's main hall was magnificent and resplendent, vast in scale. Even Bofeng, who came from Sea God Island, could not help but be impressed by the wealth before him. Life was indeed good when one had money.

Ning Fengzhi sat upright at the head of the hall. His broad chair was made of golden-thread nanmu wood, and an enormous piece of warm jade was embedded behind it. It was truly extravagant.

Bofeng sat to one side as they discussed matters.

"May I ask what brings you here this time, little brother Bo?" Ning Fengzhi asked directly.

Bofeng did not beat around the bush. "Sect Master Ning, I came here for two purposes. First, an alliance. Second, business."

"Oh?" Ning Fengzhi asked in confusion. "Please, go on."

"Yesterday, I brought my younger sister to the Martial Soul Main Hall for her Spirit Awakening. There, we met a Titled Douluo whose title was Chrysanthemum. Does Sect Master Ning know him?"

"It was him!" Ning Fengzhi said with certainty. "He is one of Spirit Hall's elders, a rank ninety-five Titled Douluo with an extremely high status in Spirit Hall. Could it be that he threatened..."

Bofeng smiled helplessly. "Threatened us? Not quite. It is simply that my elder sister and I have come from far away, and my younger sister awakened the Mysterious White Flower as her martial soul yesterday, and she also has..."

"Innate Full Soul Power!" Bofeng deliberately lowered his voice.

"Innate Full Soul Power!!!" Ning Fengzhi drew in a sharp breath. Such a thing was nearly unheard of on the continent. Over all these years, there had only been a dozen or so people, and most of them had been recruited by Spirit Hall.

At this point, Ning Fengzhi understood Bofeng's purpose in coming.

In such an unfamiliar environment, even though Bofeng had a Titled Douluo with a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring by his side, facing Spirit Hall—a beast like a tiger—would surely leave him unable to look after himself.

"Therefore, I wish to form an alliance with your sect. Should Spirit Hall do anything harmful to us, I hope your sect will lend us a hand."

"This..." Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly. "Little brother Bo, it is not that I do not wish to ally with you. It is simply that I still do not know where you come from or who you truly are."

Bofeng Xuan was stunned for a moment. "I was presumptuous. My apologies, Sect Master Ning."

"Before I reveal my identity, I ask Sect Master Ning not to disclose it."

Ning Fengzhi nodded. "Of course. I swear in the name of a Soul Master that the conversation between us today will not be revealed to a second person."

Swearing in the name of a Soul Master was undoubtedly the most reassuring kind of oath.

"I believe this should be enough to prove my identity."

As he spoke, Bofeng spread open his left hand. The appearance of a small hammer made Ning Fengzhi's pupils contract sharply.

"Clear Sky..."

He did not utter the final word. Ning Fengzhi hurriedly coughed, glanced around, and made sure no one was nearby.

Then he said softly, "I never expected you to be from the Clear Sky Sect. But why are you not in the Clear Sky Sect? Why would you instead... seek an alliance with my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

This was what puzzled Ning Fengzhi the most. Although the Clear Sky Sect had long sealed its mountain gate, it had once been the Number One Sect Under Heaven.

And Bofeng's surname was "Bo," and he had come to Heaven Dou City from elsewhere. Could he be a disciple who had been stranded outside and had come to acknowledge his ancestry?

That did not seem right either.

Then why had a Titled Douluo accompanied him here? Yesterday, the two had seemed extremely close.

Countless possibilities surfaced in his mind, giving Ning Fengzhi a terrible headache.

Bofeng smiled bitterly and shook his head, offering a simple hint.

"Does Sect Master Ning still remember the three Peerless Douluo who were once renowned throughout the Spirit Master World?"

Ning Fengzhi nodded. "Of course. They were Qian Daoliu of Spirit Hall, Tang Chen, the founding Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect, and Bo Feng of Sea God Island..."

Wait...

Ning Fengzhi's expression changed as he looked at Bofeng before him. Waves of shock surged through his heart, and an exceedingly bold guess arose in his mind.

"Could it be that you are?" Ning Fengzhi asked tentatively.

Bofeng smiled faintly. "What Sect Master Ning is thinking is the true answer I am giving you."

"I never expected you to be..."

"Ah!" Ning Fengzhi let out a long sigh. Bofeng's background was simply too great, even several times greater than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's.

"I truly do not understand. With such an enormous background, why would you still want to form an alliance with my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?" Ning Fengzhi asked with a bitter smile.

"To be honest, this is training arranged by my mother. Sect Master Ning also understands the relationship between us and Spirit Hall. In that invasion war by Spirit Hall years ago, we won. At the same time, Devil Island was born."