Hidden Weapons! He Was Already the Perfect Son-in-Law?

Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly at Qin Yun's words.

As far as he was concerned, everyone in the hall was someone he could trust completely.

Sword Douluo was a pillar of the sect and his lifelong confidant.

Xue Qinghe was the Crown Prince of Heaven Dou. The Heaven Dou Empire and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were closely bound, sharing in each other's fortunes.

Ning Fengzhi was also Xue Qinghe's teacher. There was no outsider here to guard against.

So he said,

"Speak freely, my young friend. Everyone here is one of us. Whatever you have to say, say it plainly."

But Qin Yun did not speak. Instead, he turned slightly and looked gently at Ning Rongrong beside him.

Ning Rongrong understood his meaning at once.

She knew Qin Yun was about to discuss the Hidden Weapons with her father.

The Hidden Weapons were crucial to transforming the sect's fighting strength and shaping its future.

Ning Rongrong stepped forward and took Ning Fengzhi's arm. Her tone carried a pleading hint of affection, but her gaze was firm.

"Dad, please speak with Qin Yun alone!"

"I trust him, and I trust that what he has to say will bring the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect enormous benefits. It's absolutely worth hearing in private!"

Seeing his daughter defend Qin Yun so fiercely and trust him so completely, Ning Fengzhi felt a stir of interest.

After a moment's thought, he nodded.

He knew that although Rongrong was young, she had a keen eye. She would not insist on this without reason.

If she was so determined, the matter might truly be extraordinary.

"Since Rongrong insists, come with me to the side hall."

Ning Fengzhi gestured and led the way toward the elegant, quiet hall beside the main chamber.

Qin Yun nodded and followed him.

As the two departed, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who had stood silently watching, kept his eyes fixed on the side hall. His expression was grave as he paid close attention to every movement within.

As the sect's guardian, he was instinctively wary of any secret matter that might affect its interests. He could not afford to relax.

Xue Qinghe alone maintained her warm expression, though a calculating glint passed through her eyes.

She grew more certain that Qin Yun concealed a remarkable secret.

They entered the side hall, leaving every outside gaze and sound behind.

Ning Fengzhi sat down and gestured for Qin Yun to do the same.

"My young friend, no one will disturb us now. Tell me about this important matter of yours."

Qin Yun wasted no time on pleasantries. With a wave of his hand, two small, finely crafted wooden boxes appeared in his palm. They held a newly made Electromagnetic Explosive Bomb and Ejected Cyanide Needles, which he had painstakingly fashioned overnight during the journey.

Of the two sets he had made before, he had given one to Ning Rongrong and left the other for Zhu Zhuqing.

He set the boxes gently on the table, tapped them with a fingertip, and began his explanation.

"Sect Master Ning, these are two Hidden Weapons I made!"

"The blue box contains an Electromagnetic Explosive Bomb. It uses electromagnetic propulsion and requires no Soul Power, so even an ordinary person can activate it. Its wide-area explosion combines searing heat with piercing fragments."

"The red box contains Ejected Cyanide Needles. They also use electromagnetic propulsion, but they're faster and harder to detect. The needles are tough enough to pierce armor and carry a deadly poison with no antidote. A single touch means death. They're designed for precise, single-target kills."

Qin Yun laid out the two Hidden Weapons' key strengths concisely.

Then he shook his head slightly and added,

"The space here is cramped. If I set them off, I might damage the residence or injure someone, so I won't demonstrate them here."

"If you'd like to see what they can do, I'll give you a full demonstration somewhere open once we return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Ning Fengzhi leaned forward and studied the two small, exquisite boxes on the table, shaken and visibly moved.

If these weapons truly worked as Qin Yun claimed, they would be immensely valuable to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

The sect's soul masters were all support specialists and lacked the means to protect themselves.

If every member could carry Hidden Weapons like these, the sect's overall fighting strength and chances of survival would undergo a transformation.

Its foundations and power to deter enemies would multiply severalfold.

Ning Fengzhi looked up at Qin Yun, his eyes bright and his tone decisive.

"If these Hidden Weapons truly work without Soul Power and have the devastating power and range you describe, then the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will buy your entire output!"

"However many you can make, we'll buy them all. Name your price, my young friend. We won't haggle!"

With his intention to work together settled, Ning Fengzhi regarded the young man before him—unmatched in talent, steady in temperament, and farsighted—and liked him more with every passing moment.

Then he thought of how deeply Rongrong admired and trusted Qin Yun.

An excellent idea came to him.

"My young friend, your talent is extraordinary, your judgment is sound, and you've created something astonishing. Your future is limitless."

"And from what I've seen, you and Rongrong care for each other. You understand each other so well."

Here, Ning Fengzhi's tone grew solemn and sincere.

"Why not marry into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and become the Ning family's son-in-law?"

"Then our families would be bound together, and the sect's resources, connections, and strength would all be at your disposal."

"You and Rongrong could stay by each other's side. What do you say?"

The sudden marriage proposal was a decision Ning Fengzhi had considered carefully.

In his eyes, an exceptional talent like Qin Yun was worth every effort the sect could make to win him over.

Making him family would be the best outcome for everyone.

Besides, judging by everything Qin Yun had done since arriving, Ning Fengzhi had reason to believe him.

These two weapons Qin Yun had brought out had yet to be tested, and their claimed abilities sounded outrageous.

Even so, Ning Fengzhi already believed most of what he had heard.

Qin Yun did not reject Ning Fengzhi's request that he marry into the family, but he had a few conditions.

After a thorough discussion, they agreed on everything and exchanged smiles.

Then they walked out of the side hall together.

Ning Fengzhi wore a warm smile, delighted by how things had turned out.

The conditions Qin Yun had raised were acceptable to him.

His daughter had gone away for a while and returned with a wonderful gift for him.

He looked at Qin Yun with satisfaction and affection.

"My fine son-in-law," he announced, "there's no time to waste. I'll take you to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's main peak, show you around, and introduce you properly to everyone!"

The affectionate, confident words "my fine son-in-law" rang through the hall for all to hear.

Xue Qinghe heard them from nearby.

Shock flashed across her usually gentle face.

She could hardly believe it.

He was already calling Qin Yun his son-in-law?

After just a brief private conversation, the normally cautious Ning Fengzhi, a man of exacting standards, had settled their relationship.

He had accepted Qin Yun as his son-in-law on the spot?

She was baffled.

What could Qin Yun possibly have offered?

How had he convinced the master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to give his cherished daughter to someone he had met less than half an hour ago?

Sword Douluo Chen Xin, standing nearby, said nothing when he heard Ning Fengzhi's announcement.

Through his Soul Power, he had heard their entire conversation.

If the young man's claims were true, then Qin Yun was exactly the son-in-law the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had been hoping for.