"Average talent, only level-five innate soul power, and an ordinary beast martial soul, Lone Wolf. He's eighteen now, and his soul power still hasn't broken through to the Soul Elder realm."
According to Spirit Hall's records, Mo Lin's soul power was only level 29.
For someone with level-five innate soul power, that could only be considered an unremarkable level.
"Is that so? Then it seems he doesn't pose much of a threat."
A cold glint flashed through Ning Fengzhi's eyes and vanished. Clearly, he had just entertained the thought of killing Mo Lin.
There was no helping it. A genius he could not put to use...
The best approach was, of course, to snuff him out before he could grow.
Among support-type martial souls, Nine Heart Begonia posed the greatest threat to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
If its martial soul had not limited the number of people who could possess it, there was no telling who would hold the title of the greatest support-type martial soul.
"Fengzhi, what do you intend to do?"
Chen Xin spoke. This matter was rather difficult to handle.
The other party could not be recruited and belonged to a hostile faction.
Normally, they should simply eliminate him, but the problem was that they needed his abilities now. Killing him would be far too much of a waste.
But if they did not kill him and allowed him to grow, who knew whether other unforeseen developments might arise?
"Uncle Gu, you didn't expose your identity, did you?"
After thinking for a moment, Ning Fengzhi raised his head to look at Gu Rong.
"No. That brat probably took me for a noble passing by. But he's got quite a temper, and not a pleasant one. The things he says could infuriate a man to death."
Recalling Mo Lin's attitude toward him at the time, and that look of disdain, Gu Rong wanted nothing more than to go up and slap him twice.
A dignified Titled Douluo had actually been looked down on by a little brat.
What, did knowing how to tinker with soul tools make him so great? He still couldn't beat him in a fight.
"He seems to be a young man with quite a personality."
Seeing Gu Rong like this, Ning Fengzhi smiled as well, the gloom in his eyes dispersing.
Clearly, to him, the current Mo Lin was not much of a threat, and the benefits outweighed the drawbacks.
Since that was the case, he might as well spare him for now.
Turning the Heavenly Eye over in his hand, Ning Fengzhi said in a low voice.
"Since he hasn't discovered your identity, Uncle Gu, continue negotiating with him under your disguise."
"While you're at it, see whether he has any other soul tools."
His ability to make the Heavenly Eye suggested that he should be able to make other things as well.
If they were useful, he would not mind entering a long-term partnership with him.
After all, money was the one thing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect lacked least.
"All right, leave it to me."
He was actually quite interested in Mo Lin, especially the way he spoke to him.
Ever since he had become a Titled Douluo, practically no one had dared to speak to him like that.
Of course, he was not looking to retaliate. He simply found it interesting and thought he might have a little fun with him along the way.
"Mm."
Ning Fengzhi nodded, then continued.
"Uncle Jian and I will be leaving the sect for a trip in a while."
Ning Rongrong had been away from the sect for some time now. It was time to see how she had been getting along lately.
"Sorry for the trouble, Uncle Gu, but I'll have to ask you to take extra care of matters here at the sect."
Although leaving for a short time should not cause any problems, nothing was absolute. It was still better to be cautious.
Inside the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.
Qian Renxue had also received some information about Mo Lin.
"Dugu Bo? Gu Rong? How did those two get involved with him?"
Qian Renxue frowned. Mo Lin's identity was unusual, and even she had to handle him carefully.
His strength was unfathomable. If not for a chance coincidence, she probably would never have known that such a figure was hiding in Heaven Dou City.
Of course, their first encounter had not been pleasant either. To be precise, she had nearly died at his hands.
"My lady, the Great Enshrined has sent word that he wishes to meet that person."
The voice came from the shadows. Without looking closely, one would never have noticed that a person was hidden there.
"Meet him? How? I can't order him around."
Qian Renxue frowned. She knew perfectly well that she did not have that ability.
Besides, judging by Mo Lin's attitude toward her, he could not even be bothered to pay her any attention, let alone go and meet her grandfather at her request.
Under normal circumstances, Qian Daoliu could not leave the Angel Temple, so the implication was that Mo Lin would have to go and meet him.
But the problem was that she could not get Mo Lin to come. Surely she could not use force.
Yet she could not beat him either, and even now, she still had no idea how strong he actually was.
In any case, with her strength, she most likely would not last a single move against him.
"Go back and tell Grandfather that this won't be easy to arrange. And don't provoke him, or the consequences will be very serious."
She had investigated Mo Lin's identity. He was merely a young man who had just turned eighteen.
Ever since Ye Xingmeng had picked him up and brought him home at the age of four, he had lived in Heaven Dou City.
In fourteen years, he had never even left Heaven Dou City.
Even his soul rings had come from purchasing soul beasts raised in captivity by noble households.
In his early years, he had always worked in the Ye Family's medicine shop. He had never undergone any special training, and there did not seem to be anything special about him.
If anything stood out, it was simply that he was quick-witted and particularly good at bookkeeping and sorting medicinal herbs.
Everything else seemed quite ordinary.
Yet this very person had actually punched the Titled Douluo assigned to guard her straight into the ground with a single blow.
Qian Renxue would probably never forget that scene for the rest of her life.
It had been terrifying. Just one simple punch.
There had been no technique whatsoever, not even the slightest fluctuation of soul power.
And then a Titled Douluo had gone down, just like that.
If he had not decided to let the matter slide, she would probably have already joined the real Xue Qinghe.
Meanwhile, on Mo Lin's end.
He was currently staring at the screen of light before him as Evil Face relayed the information he had obtained from the God of Evil.
"So you're saying Nine Heart Begonia's restrictions are connected to the Goddess of Life?"
"I'm not too sure, but judging by his reaction, that's probably it."
The God of Evil's words were still highly credible. After all, he had no reason to lie to him about something like this.
Nine Heart Begonia did indeed contain extremely powerful life force, and in the Divine Realm, the Goddess of Life was the only one so closely connected to life force.
Besides, it was not as though he had never researched martial souls.
Ordinary martial souls had flaws, but under normal circumstances, those were merely problems with their power.
Nine Heart Begonia alone had been tampered with directly at the bloodline level.
This was completely different from other martial souls, and he had never been able to figure out why.
But after what the God of Evil had said, some things finally began to make sense.
"Mm, I'll look into it. Do you have anything else? If not, I'm hanging up."
He did not particularly want to chat with Evil Face. After all, who knew whether the other party would suddenly open his mouth to hurl abuse at him?
After all, he knew himself very well.
Decency was nonexistent, and he had no interest in savoring the experience of cursing himself out.
"Nothing much. It's just that bastard Tang Hao has gone into hiding again, and I can't find him for now. I'm planning to use his son to fish him out."
"It might cause quite a commotion. Have you left Lingling a fallback? Don't let her get hurt when the time comes."
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