What Fire Chicken Sect? Wipe Them Out.

Inside a side hall of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

On the raised dais, an old man sat with his eyes half-closed. The Soul Power around him did not fluctuate strongly, yet it carried the faint pressure of a Titled Douluo.

When he heard the attendant's report, his placid eyes jolted, then filled with barely concealed delight.

Yan Shaozhe? The Super Douluo with the Bright Phoenix Martial Soul?

If he intends to join the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect... The old man's thoughts raced, but a flicker of disdain and impatience soon crossed his face.

He waved for the attendant to bring him the letter.

Ning Zhiyuan stood below the steps. Seeing his father's expression change, he stepped forward. "Father, let me look first."

He took the heavy envelope. It was crimson, but its seal bore a crystal-clear Ice Crystal Emblem—a mark from the Far North.

"Snow from the Far North? This Fire Seal..." Ning Zhiyuan frowned, rubbing the icy seal with his fingertip.

"It doesn't look personal. More like the seal of some faction."

But the moment he opened the envelope and pulled out the letter, his grave expression froze.

"The Fatui... want to give our sect a Soul Bone?!"

He had not spoken loudly, yet his voice echoed clearly through the empty hall.

On the dais, the old man's idly moving fingers stopped. "A Soul Bone? The Fatui? What are their terms?"

Ning Zhiyuan drew a deep breath and quickly scanned the letter. "I've heard a little about this organization. The Xuanming Sect put a bounty on them not long ago.

Father, could they be seeking shelter under the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's influence?

But... why is Yan Shaozhe mentioned in their letter?"

The old man descended from the dais and took the letter. At the