The next morning, in the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Dressed in white, Ning Fengzhi had shed his usual scholarly air. His wise eyes brimmed with affection as he looked at the beautiful woman beside him, her belly swollen with pregnancy. "The baby will be born in just a few more months."
"Yes. By the way, Fengzhi, are you hoping for a boy or a girl this time?" Happiness shone on the pregnant woman's face.
"A daughter would be better. I've already thought of a name. If it's a girl, we'll call her Rongrong," Ning Fengzhi said with a smile.
"I hope it's a daughter too." The beautiful woman smiled tenderly.
Just as Ning Fengzhi was about to speak, an old man in a fitted blue outfit rushed in. His hair and beard were white, yet his face was youthful. "Something terrible has happened, Fengzhi!"
It was Sword Douluo Chen Xin.
"What happened? Uncle Jian, weren't you going to the Clear Sky Sect?"
Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly. Sword Douluo Chen Xin was a Titled Douluo at the peak of level ninety-five, and his martial soul was the Seven Kill Sword, which possessed tremendous offensive power. What could have frightened him so badly?
"I've already investigated the Clear Sky Sect's grounds. The Clear Sky Sect Sect Master died in battle there, but I couldn't find the elders' bodies. There were only the bodies of some younger disciples, and all of them showed signs of severe poisoning."
"I'm afraid Spirit Hall was responsible," Sword Douluo Chen Xin said urgently as he walked, betraying his tension and anxiety.
"Spirit Hall?" Ning Fengzhi's brow furrowed even more deeply at those words.
Less than three days had passed between Spirit Hall issuing its denunciation and attacking the Clear Sky Sect. When