With matters here settled and the promise secured, Yu Tianlong seemed to return to his usual self.
He clamored for Qian Renxue to arrange a feast for him and prepare food for Cho'Gath while she was at it.
After all, Cho'Gath was seriously injured. If it wanted to recover quickly, it still needed to eat more to replenish itself!
Less than ten minutes after they returned to the Crown Prince's residence, Ning Fengzhi hurried over with an elderly man, having received word from who knew where.
Only when he saw Yu Tianlong and his Martial Soul eating did he feel considerably more at ease.
But when he saw his disciple, "Xue Qinghe," beside them, the resentment in Ning Fengzhi's heart had not diminished in the slightest.
"Qinghe, do you know what you're doing?"
"Do you know you nearly became a criminal against the empire?"
"I truly don't know what to say to you!"
"After so many years of instruction, you shouldn't have done something so risky!"
Faced with Ning Fengzhi's exasperation at his failure to measure up, "Xue Qinghe," whom Qian Renxue was impersonating, wore an expression of humbly accepting instruction, not daring to argue.
She still had to keep up appearances.
"Teacher, I'm sorry. I didn't think this through!"
Seeing "Xue Qinghe" like this, Ning Fengzhi could hardly continue.
After all, some things were best touched on only lightly.
"Xiaolong, you weren't hurt, were you?"
Yu Tianlong blinked, indicating to Ning Fengzhi that he was fine. His hands and mouth did not stop; instead, he continued eating.
Seeing Yu Tianlong so "busy" and paying him no attention, Ning Fengzhi went on talking on his own.
"Xiaolong, it isn't safe for you here. Why don't you come to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect with me? Even if the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan wants to find you, they won't dare come there!"
"Don't worry, there are plenty of delicious things and fun things there too!"
"And I have a daughter your age. I could introduce you to her~"
Upon hearing this, a cold gleam flashed through Qian Renxue's lowered eyes, but then she thought of what she had promised that child, Yu Tianlong.
After some thought, the cold gleam in her eyes dissipated.
After hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Yu Tianlong considered them for a moment, but ultimately refused.
"Sect Master Ning, let's forget about that. I still need to go to school and learn, and as far as I know, your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect isn't very far from the Heaven Dou Empire."
"If something really happens to me, you'll definitely be able to get here in time. Besides, I don't think the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is stupid enough!"
"To make enemies of both the Heaven Dou Empire and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
Ning Fengzhi thought it over carefully, and that did make sense!
After giving it a little thought, he did not pursue the subject.
He would simply send more people to guard Yu Tianlong when the time came.
"True. Xiaolong, not only is your talent outstanding, but your thinking is also remarkably mature!"
"By the way, some good things will be up for auction at the Heaven Dou Auction House tomorrow. Would you like to take a look, Xiaolong?"
These words did pique Yu Tianlong's interest.
To be honest, he had never been to a place like that.
At that thought, Yu Tianlong nodded slightly.
"That works. No problem!"
"Good, then it's settled. Qinghe, come along as well!"
Qian Renxue inclined her head slightly to show that she understood.
For the next while, Ning Fengzhi did not continue disturbing Yu Tianlong's meal. Instead, he observed Cho'Gath beside him with great interest.
"Uncle Jian, have you ever heard of a Martial Soul like this?"
The old man nodded, then shook his head.
"I do know of one Martial Soul of this kind: Yu Xiaogang's. Like Yu Tianlong's, his is an independent Martial Soul."
"But Yu Xiaogang's is nowhere near this formidable. After all, this is my first time hearing of a Martial Soul this powerful, with traits like these!"
Ning Fengzhi carefully combed through the knowledge in his mind, and it did seem to be just as Uncle Jian had said.
Although Yu Tianlong was eating, he had already begun communicating with Cho'Gath inwardly.
And Cho'Gath's words nearly frightened Yu Tianlong into a cold sweat.
"Master, didn't this Ning Fengzhi say earlier that he could fulfill any request we made?"
"That old man beside him-I feel like I could evolve if I could just eat one bite of him. Why don't you ask that old man to cut some meat off himself for me?"
This was exactly why Cho'Gath's mind could be called immature at present.
Was that something they could covet at their current level?
At that thought, Yu Tianlong replied directly in his mind:
"If you want your master to die sooner, go right ahead!"
After hearing this, Cho'Gath seemed to ponder it before rejecting the idea.
"Then forget it. We won't eat that!"
Seeing Cho'Gath like this, Yu Tianlong thought it over. As Cho'Gath's master, he still needed to teach it a few principles, so he spoke to it very seriously.
"Little Cho, we need to understand something. Although you can devour and evolve without limit, and you have an instinctive fixation on food, you must remember that we cannot eat those who have shown us kindness!"
"We have to have a bottom line. Without one, we'll turn completely into embodiments of desire. Would we still be ourselves then?"
Cho'Gath nodded with only a hazy understanding. Although it did not quite understand what its master meant right now, it trusted that its master would not harm it.
"I understand, Master!"
A good while later, once Yu Tianlong had finished eating.
Only then did Ning Fengzhi step forward.
"Xiaolong, your Martial Soul has truly opened my eyes!"
"You flatter me, Sect Master Ning!"
"Why call me Sect Master Ning? That's far too distant. Just call me Uncle Ning!"
"By the way, let me introduce you. This is one of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's guardians, Sword Douluo, Chen Xin of the Sword Dao. If you suffer any grievances in the future, just speak up!"
Looking at the elderly man standing beside Ning Fengzhi, a trace of envy flashed through Yu Tianlong's eyes.
If he had strength like this, he would not have been the one slinking away back then.
Nor would anyone dare look down on him.
The revolution has yet to succeed!
"This junior pays his respects to Senior Sword Douluo!"
Chen Xin wore an immaculate, snow-white robe. His beard and hair were white, his long silver hair combed neatly behind his back, and his features had a classical cast.
His face was as smooth and tender as a baby's, his expression very indifferent. His eyes seemed to see nothing around him as he simply stood there quietly, saying nothing.
Yet merely by standing there, he still gave the impression that, among all things in heaven and earth, he alone reigned supreme.
He exerted an intense sense of pressure!
But once Yu Tianlong finished his greeting, the atmosphere that had just been created vanished instantly.
A smile immediately bloomed across that indifferent face.
"Oh, come now, we're all family! Why call me senior? Just call me Grandpa!"