Bing Jiu Meets Ning Fengzhi Again

"Understood!"

Hearing Bing Jiu's voice, Tuoba Xi stopped holding back. White scales covered his body as he clenched his fist, turning it into a palm.

A series of cracking sounds immediately came from Tai Tan's fist!

"What?!"

Tai Tan was greatly shocked. An indescribable force surged through his hand, and the next instant, his body slammed into the wall like a cannonball.

Bang!

A thunderous muffled boom rang out.

Tuoba Xi rolled his arm and brushed the dust from his clothes. "That... wasn't much."

"Grandpa! Damn it, who exactly are you—"

Before Tailong could finish cursing, Bing Jiu suddenly turned her head. The killing intent in her scarlet pupils swept over him like a storm.

"Do you... want to die?"

"Don't drag my grandson into this."

Tai Tan crawled out of the rubble in a sorry state, glaring resentfully at Tang San as he coughed up a few drops of blood.

"Today, the Strength Clan has suffered a defeat. From now on, we will never set foot here again. Tailong, let's go!"

"Huh? Yes... Grandpa."

Tailong glanced at Xiao Wu, sighed, then turned and left.

"Hmph!"

Tang San snorted coldly as he watched Tai Tan and the others leave.

What the hell? They actually dared to compete with Tang San for a woman. Bing Jiu might be powerful, but she was far too softhearted. If it had been him, he would have slaughtered every last one of them to eliminate future trouble!

Though he thought this inwardly, Tang San still approached Bing Jiu with a flattering smile.

"Thank you, Saintess, for saving us. We are deeply grateful."

"Forget it, Tang San, you..."

Bing Jiu had just been about to say something when an extremely familiar male voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Oh? Looks like this matter was already resolved before we arrived."

Already resolved...

Bing Jiu's mind exploded!

In her memories, she had heard that voice countless times! And its owner was...

Ning Fengzhi!

"It's you!"

Tang San delightedly left Bing Jiu aside and hurried forward to greet him.

Standing beside Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong nodded proudly. "Hmph! Tang San, jealous now? This is my father, the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Let's see if you dare target me again in the future."

"Target you?" Ning Fengzhi's gaze immediately turned dangerous.

Tang San hurriedly waved his hands. "How could that be? I've always treated Rongrong as my own little sister. Why would I target her?"

"Tch!"

Even Tuoba Xi couldn't help clicking his tongue at Tang San's fawning attitude.

What a thing. Such a disgusting sycophant. But with Ning Fengzhi here, the young mistress...

"Fengzhi, don't you think that young woman over there looks somewhat familiar?"

Bone Douluo looked at Bing Jiu's back and scratched his head. He felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, yet no matter how hard he tried, he could not remember why.

"Oh?"

Ning Fengzhi turned to look as well. When he noticed that Bing Jiu was wearing the most precious ice silkworm silk, he stepped forward.

"Greetings, I am Ning Fengzhi, Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. May I ask who you are..."

Bing Jiu stood where she was and did not answer immediately.

Ning Fengzhi narrowed his eyes, feeling that something was amiss.

Tuoba Xi was also somewhat shocked. He was afraid Bing Jiu would lose control and directly start fighting Ning Fengzhi.

Though he did not fear Bone Douluo, if they truly fell out with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect now, then...

"Father, she is..."

"Greetings, senior."

Just as Ning Rongrong could no longer hold herself back from speaking, Bing Jiu finally turned around and calmly extended her hand toward Ning Fengzhi.

"I am the Spirit Hall Saintess, Bing Jiu. Shall we get acquainted?"

My dear father.

Bing Jiu smiled warmly, but in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, it seemed rather chilling. He merely gave an "oh" and perfunctorily shook her hand.

But he immediately came to his senses.

"What? You said you're..."

"That's right."

Tuoba Xi shielded Bing Jiu behind him. "The person I, Tuoba Xi, serve is the only Saintess in Spirit Hall to receive the recognition of all three Martial Soul Halls! Her status is equal to, or even surpasses, that of the Crown Princes of the two great empires!"

"What?!"

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's expression immediately became unsettled. He quickly took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped his hand.

"Hello, Miss Saintess. My attitude just now was improper. Let us get acquainted again. I am..."

"I know, Sect Master Ning. You needn't introduce yourself a second time."

Bing Jiu did not give Ning Fengzhi a pleasant expression. She walked past him and paused before Bone Douluo, though her gaze only lingered on him briefly.

Then she came before Ning Rongrong and grasped her hand.

At once, a strange sensation flowed between them.

Nearly every expert above the rank of Soul Saint instantly recognized that peculiar connection.

"Martial Soul Fusion Skill!"

Bone Douluo cried out in shock. "Rongrong, you actually have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill with the Spirit Hall Saintess!"

"Yes, Rongrong. It seems you didn't tell them."

Ning Rongrong blushed slightly and glanced at Bing Jiu. "I... yes, I didn't."

"Hahahaha!"

Ning Fengzhi laughed loudly, stepped forward, and patted Ning Rongrong's shoulder. "I never expected you to have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill with the Spirit Hall Saintess, Rongrong!"

This truly exceeded his expectations!

After all, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had always been at a disadvantage in its struggle against Spirit Hall. Six years ago, he had even sent his eldest daughter there as a hostage!

But... hehe, that girl was useless anyway.

Ning Fengzhi took Bing Jiu's hand and placed it together with Ning Rongrong's, then nodded.

"From now on, the two of you must be good sisters."

This was an opportunity! An excellent opportunity to build ties with Spirit Hall!

Only this way could the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect endure forever! The number one auxiliary Martial Soul in the world had to belong to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

"All right, Uncle Ning."

Bing Jiu smiled, but there was not the slightest warmth in her words.

Afterward, at Tang San's invitation, everyone entered Shrek Academy.

The academy's dean, Flender, hurried back. After learning what had happened, he immediately bowed and scraped before Bing Jiu.

Yu Xiaogang did the same. Although he claimed he had not been present, Bing Jiu had clearly seen him squatting in the grass within the academy during the confrontation.

He was unbelievably timid and cowardly!

Even Tuoba Xi was disgusted enough to turn away and retch.

And he called himself a teacher. He was always flaunting that pile of worthless theories, never realizing that his so-called theories had already been Spirit Hall's research standard decades ago.

He was merely a Soul Grandmaster. Did he really think he could understand the true knowledge of that realm?

What a delusional fool. Wasn't he ashamed of himself?

"It is my, Flender's, honor beyond three lifetimes to have Sect Master Ning and the Saintess visit our academy. Come, though I am lacking in talent, let me have a drink first."

Flender grinned so widely his mouth would not close. He downed several cups of wine in one go, his face flushing crimson as he nearly began making a drunken scene.

Everyone was both amused and helpless.

Yu Xiaogang rubbed his forehead. This guy was still as hopeless as ever...

As he was thinking that, he turned and smiled at Bing Jiu. "Saintess, I wonder whether Spirit Hall might adopt my theories?"