Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's council hall, Ning Fengzhi sat upright on his throne. Perhaps it was because they had pledged allegiance to Spirit Hall.
His complexion had visibly improved. Now that they had joined Spirit Hall, he no longer needed to worry about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's future, because the sect would no longer exist in the future. They would be Soul Masters of Spirit Hall!
From now on, Spirit Hall would be their home. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was only a name. What was so hard about letting it go?!
As the saying went, as long as the people remained, so did their home. After a few decades, once the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile family had grown again, they would surely hold a substantial position within Spirit Hall.
"Fengzhi, your complexion seems to have improved quite a bit since we joined Spirit Hall," Chen Xin said with a smile.
"Yes, I no longer have to toil over the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's future. Ever since the war between the Two Great Empires ended, I've been trying to build the sect back up. But after all that effort, the conclusion I reached was that its decline was inevitable. Our losses back then were simply too great."
"From that point on, I was exhausted in body and spirit every day. But now that we've joined Spirit Hall, I no longer have to worry about the sect declining. We have no future developing on our own, but surely we have one if we follow Spirit Hall?!"
"Spirit Hall is so powerful. Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, you both saw that new Pope-an eighteen-year-old Soul Sage! He's certain to become the youngest Titled Douluo on the continent."
"If he's already that strong, could his sister possibly