Entering Heaven Dou

The arrival of my little friend truly brings great honor to our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

Ning Fengzhi looked at Xu Feng before him. Although he did not know why this powerful backer had suddenly arrived in their era,

no matter what, such a blatant stroke of fortune was laid out right before his eyes. If he did not know how to seize it, then he, Ning Fengzhi, would be the most foolish idiot under the heavens.

Little friend, all expenses in Heaven Dou City will be fully paid for by our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Rongrong, take our distinguished guest out to have some fun.

He cast a glance at his daughter Ning Rongrong, and Ning Rongrong immediately understood her father's intention.

Great! Brother Feng, I know best where the most fun places in Heaven Dou City are!

Without a word of explanation, Ning Rongrong grabbed Xu Feng's hand, and the two of them ran out of the main hall.

When the figures of the two completely vanished from sight, Bone Douluo Gu Rong slowly walked to Ning Fengzhi's side. Fengzhi, how come I feel like you are plotting something?

He stared at the meaningful smile on Ning Fengzhi's face. Based on his understanding of this sect master, if nothing went wrong, the other party was definitely scheming some massive plan in secret.

Ning Fengzhi unhurriedly picked up his teacup, took a light sip, and then spoke slowly, Uncle Bone, do you still remember how the skyscreen evaluated the relationship between Meng Hongchen and Xu Feng?

Gu Rong exchanged a glance with Sword Douluo Chen Xin, and Chen Xin spoke first, Xu Feng will establish the Celestial Court in the future, residing as the Celestial Emperor, with Meng Hongchen as the Heavenly Empress. It is written clearly and distinctly on the skyscreen.

The key point is in the next sentence. Ning Fengzhi put down his teacup. Meng Hongchen is the mistress of the Celestial Emperor's many children. The title of mistress only appears in one circumstance, and that is when the Celestial Emperor's children have many different mothers.

In order to consolidate the power of the empress, the imperial household would have all children address the empress as mother, while their biological mothers were instead called maternal aunts.

Xu Feng was first the emperor of the Sun Moon Empire and only later the future Celestial Emperor. With his methods and perspective, it was very likely that he also followed this set of rules.

The main hall fell into a brief silence before Ning Fengzhi finally stated his main purpose.

I am very fond of a phrase from the future: the general trend cannot be altered, but minor trends can be changed. Xu Feng unifying the world is the general trend, and no one can change this point. However, as for who exactly is within his inner palace, that is hard to say.

Fengzhi, you mean to... Chen Xin's pupils contracted slightly. He did not finish his sentence, but his meaning was already self-evident.

Ning Fengzhi turned around, a resolute smile blooming on his face. History has long been a complete mess anyway. After the skyscreen descended, countless futures were laid bare.

The path to becoming a god is a dead end in this era. In the future, those high and mighty deities will be kicked to death like dogs on the side of the road straight away. Since that is the case, why don't we directly board Xu Feng's giant ship?

Rongrong might not necessarily fail to be the mother of one of those children. Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is the world's number one auxiliary sect, in the great era of the future, without a true backer, it will ultimately be swallowed by the currents of the times.

As long as Rongrong can forge a good karmic connection with him, even if it is only a possibility for the future, it will be enough to make the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect stand undefeated in the future.

Gu Rong and Chen Xin exchanged glances, both seeing shock in each other's eyes. After a long while, Gu Rong sighed. Fengzhi, this game of chess you are playing is truly massive.

Massive? Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly. I am merely paving the most secure path for the future of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

As a standard businessman, as long as it could perpetuate the existence of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi could do anything.

Do not look at how much he doted on Ning Rongrong right now; when things truly reached that point, he could also put a clear price tag on his daughter.

Inside Heaven Dou City

Brother Feng! These are Heaven Dou City's unique pastries! Except for here, you cannot eat them anywhere else! Try them!

Ning Rongrong held a delicate pastry in her hand and handed it over with a smiling face.

Xu Feng took the pastry and took a bite. The moment it entered his mouth, a texture where tartness and sweetness intertwined blossomed on the tip of his tongue. It was tart to just the right degree and sweet without being cloying or greasy, the two flavors lingering and blending together in his mouth.

He savored it carefully and could not help nodding. It really is not bad. This kind of sweet-and-tart pastry focuses most on the manipulation of proportions. One part more tart and it becomes astringent; one part more sweetness and it becomes cloying. To achieve such a perfect balance shows that the pastry chef's skills are extraordinary.

Seeing that he liked it, Ning Rongrong handed over another piece. At the same time, she silently made a mental note: Brother Feng likes to eat this kind of sweet-and-tart pastry.

Of course! This is the signature treat of Sweet Fragrance Pavilion, the most famous pastry shop in Heaven Dou City. It is said the recipe has been passed down for three generations and is never leaked outside!

Just as the two of them were enjoying this rare moment of leisure, a wave of noisy clamor suddenly came from downstairs, shattering the peaceful atmosphere.

What are you doing?!

Ning Rongrong walked quickly to the window and pushed it open, while Xu Feng also put down the pastry in his hand and followed over to look down.

Down on the street, they saw an elaborately dressed young lord leading seven or eight subordinates as he tightly surrounded a young girl tied with a scorpion braid.

The young girl possessed a nimble figure, yet even though she was surrounded in the middle, she showed not the slightest trace of fear. Instead, like a little rabbit with its fur standing on end, she glared angrily at the other party.

Little beauty, I am an imperial prince of the Heaven Dou Empire. Isn't it good to obediently submit to me? At that time, you will be a prince's consort, and you will enjoy boundless glory and wealth.

That young lord was none other than Xue Beng, the fourth prince of the Heaven Dou Empire. As he spoke, he reached out to grab the young girl's arm, wearing a smile he thought was dashing and romantic.

Peh! Who wants to accompany you, this playboy? Give me back my luggage! The young girl unceremoniously slapped his hand away.

Xiao Wu had originally wanted to come to Heaven Dou City to try her luck, but who could have known she would be so unlucky as to run into this playboy.

Xue Beng's the back of his hand turned red from her slap, yet the smile on his face did not diminish in the slightest; instead, it became even more wretched.

Spirited, this prince likes it! What are you few dazed fools waiting for? Why aren't you quickly inviting this prince's consort back to the palace? This prince is going to enter the bridal chamber today.

At his command, the several guards behind him immediately closed in, preparing to make a move and forcibly seize the maiden.

The Heaven Dou Empire has really turned into this ghost of a state. Xu Feng watched Xue Beng forcefully seizing a maiden down below. Without needing to guess, he knew who this prince below was.

Xue Qinghe, meaning Qian Renxue, could never do such a thing because she simply lacked that inclination, and such behavior was also detrimental to her disguise.

As for someone capable of committing this kind of act, it could only be the sole surviving prince of the Heaven Dou Empire.

That was Xue Beng, who was still playing the role of a profligate wastrel. It was just unclear how much of this disguise was fake and how much was true, but judging from now, eight-tenths of it was a true emotional outpouring.