第31章 见宁风致和千仞雪

Lan Yu was naturally referring to Serpent Spear Douluo and Pufferfish Douluo, who were protecting Qian Renxue.

Xue Xing had heard of him, and it was only natural that Qian Renxue would pay attention to her.

Qian Renxue was the successor of the Angel God, so she naturally could not worship other deities, and might even compete with him for followers.

It was a pity that the present Spirit Hall had completely misplayed a winning hand.

The remote villages Lan Yu had walked through could easily have become Spirit Hall's foundation, but the people of Spirit Hall only ever went there once a year during the martial soul awakening.

If Spirit Hall's soul masters had been willing to visit a few more times, show a little more concern for village life, and spread a few words about the glory of the Angel God, Spirit Hall's foundation would have been unbreakable.

Alas, there were no ifs; Lan Yu had simply snatched away that entire foundation using hunger-satiating mushrooms.

A single spark can start a prairie fire, yet the people of Douluo Continent understood nothing of this principle.

Just then, two figures walked toward him, and their objective was clearly him.

One of them bore a striking resemblance to Ning Rongrong, while from the other, he could sense a sharp, unyielding aura.

That made the identities of the two quite obvious: Ning Fengzhi, Master of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, and Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

"Little brother, seeing that this is our first meeting, allow me to invite you for a cup of tea. What do you say?"

"No problem."

"Oh? Aren't you going to ask who we are?"

"I am still well aware of Sect Master Ning and the Sword Douluo."

Chen Xin glanced at Lan Yu, but Lan Yu merely smiled, showing not a shred of fear.

"An interesting kid, not bad."

Arriving at a teahouse and taking their seats, Ning Fengzhi spoke, "Rongrong has been causing trouble for little brother these past few days."

"It's no trouble at all. Ning Rongrong is also a believer of the Sage Lord of Fungi, and as the sage of the Sage Lord of Fungi, it is only proper that I look after her."

Upon hearing this, both Ning Fengzhi and the Sword Douluo were somewhat unsettled.

Ning Fengzhi had indeed sent people to watch over Ning Rongrong, but what she was specifically doing was unknown to him.

"Sage Lord of Fungi? What kind of nonsense is that!"

"Sword Douluo Chen Xin, I advise you to watch your tongue. Showing disrespect to a deity is hardly a good thing."

"You..."

"Uncle Jian, calm down. Little brother, worshiping a deity is no laughing matter..."

"Does Sect Master Ning take me for someone who is joking? Why don't you dare go to the Pope Palace of Spirit Hall and say that the Angel God worshiped by Spirit Hall is a joke?

The Sage Lord of Fungi behind me is a truly existing deity, not something to be casually mocked."

Ning Fengzhi was momentarily lost for words, and he could even sense a faint trace of danger emanating from Lan Yu.

With Sword Douluo protecting him, this was the first time he had ever experienced such a feeling.

Recovering his composure, Ning Fengzhi let out a light cough.

"Ahem, little brother, it was Ning's mistake. I apologize."

Ning Fengzhi admitted his mistake very decisively; a flexible backbone was his strength.

"Sect Master Ning is too polite. I was merely emphasizing a point, and I believe that in the near future, the name of the Sage Lord of Fungi will spread across the entire continent."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin suddenly spoke up at that moment, asking, "Dare I ask what kind of deity this Sage Lord of Fungi behind you is? And what philosophy does he hold?"

"Very simple: three words—having enough to eat."

Ning Fengzhi and the Sword Douluo froze once again, completely failing to understand what those words meant.

"A deity's philosophy turns out to be having enough to eat?"

"What? Does the Sword Douluo look down upon this simple philosophy? You people high up above, have you ever truly looked down upon the common folk struggling in hunger?

The Sage Lord of Fungi pities all living beings and is willing to grant them protection. Such a grand philosophy—by what right do you look down on it?

Is it by your sword? Or by your status? Or merely by your flapping lips?"

Lan Yu stared directly at Sword Douluo Chen Xin, and Chen Xin actually lacked the courage to meet his gaze, actively looking away.

"Sigh... Little brother, do not be angry. Uncle Jian meant no offense. The philosophy of the Sage Lord of Fungi is truly magnificent, and we admire it.

Since Rongrong is willing to worship such a deity, as a father, I certainly won't stop her.

It's just that, as a father, I also miss my daughter a little, and I hope she can come back for a visit."

"I have not restricted the freedom of my believers. If she wishes to return to see you, of course she may.

However, there is no need to rush. In this Soul Master Tournament, Ning Rongrong will be representing Botanical Academy."

"Could it be... Botanical Academy?"

"Yes, Botanical Academy has also chosen to worship the Sage Lord of Fungi."

"Will you be participating as well?"

"Of course, my age completely meets the eligibility requirements for the tournament. Why wouldn't I participate?"

"Hehe, it seems the champion of this Soul Master Tournament has already found an owner."

After chatting a little longer, Ning Fengzhi and the Sword Douluo took their leave.

On the way back to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, Ning Fengzhi said, "Uncle Jian, what do you think?"

"He likely wasn't lying, and given his freakish soul rings, I can't think of a second possibility other than a divine gift."

"A deity? For Rongrong to get involved with such a divine spokesperson, I wonder if it's a blessing or a curse."

"The benefits should outweigh the disadvantages. If we truly have a deity backing us, even Spirit Hall would have to think twice before trying to deal with my Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."

"Let's just ask Rongrong herself when the Soul Master Tournament arrives."

Meanwhile, on Lan Yu's side, not long after Ning Fengzhi and the Sword Douluo left, a blonde youth in luxurious attire sat down opposite him.

It was none other than Qian Renxue disguised as Crown Prince Xue Qinghe.

"Miss Qian, what brings you here?"

"What? What did you call me?!"

"Miss Qian, is there something wrong with that?"

Qian Renxue's expression instantly darkened.

Lan Yu could still feel two other gazes locked onto him, which should have been Serpent Spear Douluo and Pufferfish Douluo.

"As the sage of a deity, I can naturally sense the aura of a deity emanating from you.

Furthermore, since I dare to point out your true identity, I am naturally not afraid of your threats.

You have the Angel God behind you, but the Sage Lord of Fungi behind me is by no means inferior to the Angel God."

"Does the god behind you really exist?"

"Hehe, don't you find it quite laughable to ask that? It's just like if I were to ask you whether the Angel God exists or not—you would find it equally laughable."

"Fine, I admit I asked a foolish question. Let me change to another question: what do you and the deity behind you want to do?"

"Granting believers full stomachs. Those who worship the Sage Lord of Fungi will no longer be plagued by hunger."

"Ah? It's that simple?"

Lan Yu shook his head, too lazy to say more. Why did some people always think that having enough to eat was a simple matter? This was clearly the hardest thing of all.

Seeing that Lan Yu did not answer, Qian Renxue changed her question once again, "What is your view on Spirit Hall?"

"Before answering that question, I'd like to ask you first: what is the Angel God's philosophy?"

"The philosophy of the Angel God is naturally justice!"

"Very well, then let me ask Miss Qian this: what are you doing? Do your current actions align with the justice philosophy of the Angel God?"

Upon hearing that question, Qian Renxue suddenly froze in place.