I Know You're Anxious, but Don't Panic Yet

"It has already been three days. Spirit Hall's search outside is getting tighter and tighter. Will my uncle and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School's reinforcements really come?"

Over the past three days, Tang San had been suffering constant mental torment.

In his previous life, everything had gone smoothly for him, and he had encountered one fortunate opportunity after another.

Yet in this life, before his martial soul had even awakened, he had witnessed his father lose an arm, watched the Power Clan be wiped out, and been forced to hide in this sunless basement like a rat, barely clinging to life.

The contrast between his two lives was driving him insane.

"Little San, don't worry."

Yu Xiaogang sat in a chair nearby. Though his face was pale, his eyes carried a blind confidence.

"The Clear Sky School has always valued the bonds between fellow disciples. Your father is Tang Xiao's own younger brother, after all. Besides, I made the bigger picture very clear in my letter. As long as they can preserve you, a future god, the Clear Sky School will certainly spare no cost to act."

"As for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School..."

Yu Xiaogang pondered for a moment before saying firmly,

"My father, Yu Yuanzhen, cares most about the school's legacy. In our previous life, Spirit Hall wiped them out. Now that he has received my letter, he will surely understand that only by allying with you can the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School survive!"

"By my reckoning, they should be close to joining forces now. The moment they arrive, we will strike from within and without and fight our way out of Heaven Dou City!"

Upon hearing Yu Xiaogang's analysis, Ning Fengzhi, who had been sitting in the corner with a grim face, furrowed his brows tightly.

Watching Yu Xiaogang act as though everything were under control, Ning Fengzhi could not shake the feeling of unease in his heart.

As the master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Fengzhi's instincts had always been accurate.

Since Spirit Hall had been able to drive them into a dead end in their previous life, how could it possibly allow Yu Xiaogang to send out letters requesting aid so easily in this life?

Moreover, three entire days had passed, yet there had not been the slightest movement outside.

The calm was too unnerving.

"Grandmaster, your deduction does make sense."

Ning Fengzhi rose to his feet and said in a deep voice,

"But do not forget that the current Spirit Hall is not the colossal entity from our previous life that had yet to fully awaken."

"Pope's Palace and Elder Hall have now joined hands, seizing the initiative at every turn. The two schools gathering is such a major operation. If word leaks and Spirit Hall intercepts them halfway, then the Clear Sky School and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School..."

"Impossible! There is absolutely no way word could have leaked!"

Yu Xiaogang abruptly cut Ning Fengzhi off, his gaze sweeping over everyone in the secret chamber.

"Master Ning, aside from the dead soldiers who delivered the letters, only the few of us in this chamber know about this plan. Unless... there is a traitor among us, Spirit Hall could never have known!"

"What do you mean by that? Who are you suspecting?"

Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who had been guarding Ning Fengzhi, instantly turned cold.

A surge of sword intent enveloped Yu Xiaogang, choking off his breath and draining his face of color.

"Uncle Sword, stand down. The Grandmaster is merely anxious."

Ning Fengzhi hurriedly stopped Chen Xin, though his gaze toward Yu Xiaogang had also grown colder.

Just as the atmosphere inside the secret chamber became taut with hostility.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The secret chamber's heavy stone door was suddenly knocked on from outside.

"Who is it?!"

Tang San sprang to his feet, a flash of vigilance crossing his eyes as a dagger sharp enough to cut iron like mud appeared in his hand.

"Master, it's me."

The terrified voice of a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School scout came from beyond the stone door.

Ning Fengzhi's heart sank, and an ominous premonition rose within him.

He immediately ordered the door opened.

The moment the stone door opened, the scout dropped to his knees and scrambled toward Ning Fengzhi.

His face was as white as paper, and his entire body shook violently. He could not even manage a complete sentence.

"What happened? Why are you panicking like this? Have the Clear Sky School and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School reinforcements arrived?"

Yu Xiaogang hurried forward and asked anxiously.

"They... they arrived..."

The scout swallowed, his voice filled with fear and despair as he cried through sobs,

"But... but they couldn't enter the city!"

"What exactly happened? Speak!"

Ning Fengzhi shouted sharply.

The scout pulled out an encrypted letter bearing the Clear Sky School's seal and presented it to Ning Fengzhi with both hands.

"Half an hour ago, an emergency report came from the Clear Sky School's mountain gate... Third Elder and Seventh Elder, along with the five hundred elites sent to meet up at Luoma Slope... were... were completely wiped out! Not a single survivor was left!"

"What?!"

Yu Xiaogang's legs gave out, and he collapsed to the floor.

Tang San felt as though he had been struck by lightning. His mind buzzed, and he froze where he stood.

Five hundred elites, along with two Titled Douluo elders... all dead?

Ning Fengzhi snatched the letter away and tore it open.

But when he saw its contents, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his hand began to tremble involuntarily.

"This... this is impossible!"

Ning Fengzhi's face turned ashen as he muttered to himself.

"Uncle Ning, what exactly does the letter say?!"

Tang San rushed forward, his eyes red.

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, placed the letter on the table, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"The remaining forces of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School fought desperately to break out and delivered top-secret intelligence: Spirit Hall knew the time and location of the rendezvous at Luoma Slope like the back of its hand!"

"They even brazenly declared on the battlefield that they knew exactly where Tang San was hiding!"

"The Clear Sky School has issued an order: there is a traitor within Blue Ba Academy! The entire plan has been exposed. Until the truth is uncovered, all contact with Blue Ba Academy is to be cut off."

Those words exploded in everyone's minds.

A traitor!

A traitor who had sold out five hundred Clear Sky School elites, two elders, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School!

The secret chamber immediately fell into deathly silence.

Yu Xiaogang's face was deathly pale, his lips trembling as he muttered,

"Impossible... this is impossible... how could there be a traitor... could it be one of us..."

As Yu Xiaogang said this, his gaze instinctively drifted toward Ning Fengzhi, who stood nearby.

Merchants valued profit, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had always understood how to seek advantage and avoid harm.

If there was anyone here most likely to secretly make a deal with Spirit Hall in order to preserve their school, it could only be the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!

Sensing Yu Xiaogang's scrutinizing, suspicious gaze, Sword Douluo, who had been protecting Ning Fengzhi, immediately turned icy.

Buzz!

Sword intent filled with killing intent directly enveloped Yu Xiaogang. Chen Xin darkened his face and roared,

"What are you looking at?! Are you suspecting that our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School betrayed you?"

"Uncle Sword! Do not be rude!"

Ning Fengzhi raised a hand and stopped Chen Xin, who was about to erupt.

Ning Fengzhi was, after all, an old fox who had weathered countless storms. Though this matter had horrified and chilled him as well, he struggled to maintain a calm expression.

He sighed and looked sincerely at Tang San and Yu Xiaogang.

"Grandmaster, Little San, I know you are both anxious right now, but don't panic yet."