Sword Douluo began to calculate in his mind: if Bibi Dong were to attack them ruthlessly, what were the chances of her escaping? Well, after Sword Douluo's meticulous calculations, it was zero!
This is not an exaggeration, but a real gap.
Ning Fengzhi was perhaps too weak; he couldn't sense Bibi Dong's overwhelming pressure at all. Being narrow-minded and ignorant was a kind of "blessing."
Ning Fengzhi spoke eloquently, a display of ignorance that breeds fearlessness. He greeted Qin Fang, taking care to avoid upsetting him.
Bibi Dong, exuding majesty, held the Papal Scepter and wore a robe woven from Stellar Jade, looking down at Ning Fengzhi as if she were the most noble being in the world.
Ning Fengzhi raised his head, glanced at her, and immediately felt ashamed of himself.
However, Ning Fengzhi's long-held confidence allowed him to quickly adjust his breathing and expression, and he said with a smile, "Your His Holiness the Pope, it's been a long time. You are still as radiant as ever."
Bibi Dong went along with him, exchanging pleasantries before Ning Fengzhi got to the point.
Ning Fengzhi's voice was slightly dry, but he smiled gently and said, "Your His Holiness the Pope, some time ago, the Holy Son Qin Fang said that the Spirit Hall possesses a secret method to evolve the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. I wonder if this is true?"
Bibi Dong looked at Qin Fang reproachfully, as if blaming him for leaking the Spirit Hall's secrets.
Upon seeing this expression, Ning Fengzhi immediately felt reassured. "Damn, the Spirit Hall really does have one."
Bibi Dong quickly composed herself and said coldly, "No, ghost. Show the guest out."
Ghost Douluo also cooperated in the performance, raising his hand and saying, "Please, gentlemen."
Ning Fengzhi completely unperturbed, seemingly confident of victory, and said, "Your His Holiness the Pope, why not listen to the sincerity of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"
Bibi Dong raised her slender fingers and said, "Oh?"
Ning Fengzhi saw that Bibi Dong was interested and confidently said, "One hundred million Gold Soul Coin."
Bibi Dong clicked her tongue in surprise and said, "Show the guest out."
Ning Fengzhi hurriedly raised the price again. "One hundred and fifty million, Your His Holiness the Pope, this is all the savings of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. We hope you will take pity on us."
Bibi Dong paused for a moment, then began to act, saying, "This secret technique requires twenty years of my life, a massive amount of cultivation, plus a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone to possibly cultivate."
Bibi Dong began by emphasizing the extreme difficulty of cultivating them, then changed the subject, saying, "If your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect buys them, you can cultivate a continuous stream of Soul Master capable of creating Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda. From now on, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will be renamed the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile School, which is a great thing that will last for generations."
Bibi Dong reiterated the benefits of this secret technique for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. When Ning Fengzhi hesitated, Bibi Dong gave the final price, saying, "How about this, 150 million Gold Soul Coin, plus 30% of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School's annual dividends, and I'll agree. Even if it costs me my life, I'll help you cultivate a divine-grade plant to help your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect complete its transformation."
Bibi Dong spoke with righteous indignation and passion, as if she had paid an extremely heavy price for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Qin Fang was stunned. "Ah, Pope Bibi Dong, how could she be so heartless?"
Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi blurted out "Impossible!" and refused outright. "What a joke!" he thought. "Bibi Dong is asking for an exorbitant amount! 150 million Gold Soul Coin? And she also wants 30% of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's annual profits."
This? If we agree, the Spirit Hall is practically a dark, Bloodthirst worm clinging to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, impossible to shake off.
Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect makes money, there are still some relationships that need to be cultivated. Of all the profits, only 60% will ultimately reach the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School. However, the Spirit Hall wants to take 30% right off the bat, which is practically a death sentence for Ning Fengzhi.
Even within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, problems might arise due to unequal distribution of benefits.
Ning Fengzhi suddenly stood up and said angrily, "It seems that His Holiness the Pope is deliberately making fun of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Farewell."
Ning Fengzhi wanted to retreat in order to advance, but Bibi Dong completely ignored him, letting him and Sword Douluo turn and leave. In this situation, whoever yields first loses.
Ning Fengzhi: Ah, call me, call me.
Even though Ning Fengzhi had already stepped out of the Papal Hall, Bibi Dong remained silent. What was she in such a hurry for? The initiative was in her hands.
Sword Douluo also transmitted his voice, "Sect Leader, are we really going to leave?"
Finally, Ning Fengzhi lost his temper first, turned around, looked at Bibi Dong, and said through gritted teeth, "Ten years of dividends, 150 million Gold Soul Coin, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will make this deal."
Bibi Dong shook her head slightly, but also conceded a step, extending one finger and softly saying, "A hundred years of dividends."
Ning Fengzhi gritted his teeth and said, "Deal. But you have to let me see the results first."
Bibi Dong nodded confidently and said, "Ten days later, bring a direct descendant of Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Master is no more than Level 30 to the Papal Hall. I will personally help him advance. If he does not advance, I will not charge him a penny."
Ning Fengzhi's heart skipped a beat. Bibi Dong was still wary of him and didn't want him to become Titled Douluo, so she deliberately chose a junior.
Ning Fengzhi immediately thought of Ning Rongrong, but Ning Rongrong had gone to Sea God Island with Bo Saixi and would not be able to return in the short term.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's intelligence system is quite effective.
Ning Fengzhi had no choice but to select a suitable Soul Master from a collateral branch of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. This Spirit Hall really knows how to trip people up.
Ning Fengzhi seemed to have already foreseen the future, that this branch of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile School would gradually become the main branch of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile School.
It seems a chaotic battle over the control of the meridians is inevitable in the future. Suddenly, Ning Fengzhi's eyes lit up, and he thought of an excellent solution.
If Ning Rongrong could marry into this chosen branch of the family, perhaps this situation could be avoided. This might be the best option so far.
Papal Hall.
Bibi Dong looked at Qin Fang and smiled broadly, "You kid, you really are the lucky star of the Spirit Hall. One hundred and fifty million Gold Soul Coin. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has paid the full price for the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda."
"Qin Fang, you will keep one-third of this Gold Soul Coin, and the rest will be used by the Spirit Hall for construction and protection of the continent. You will keep one-and-a-half of the annual dividends."
Bibi Dong was a little reluctant to part with him and said, "Qin Fang, you must come back alive from the Slaughter City."
Ghost Douluo shuddered. Ah, Qin Fang is only at the Soul Emperor level, and he's already going to fight in the Slaughter City? This place is practically hell.
Over the years, the Spirit Hall has been relentlessly driving these evil Soul Master into the Slaughter City, a place that's a paradise for a bunch of vicious thugs. Qin Fang? Can he handle it? Bibi Dong patted Qin Fang on the shoulder, a strange light in her eyes, and said, "Qin Fang, go back."
Qin Fang was puzzled. Could it be that Pope Bibi Dong had a deeper purpose in doing this?
Ghost Douluo looked at Qin Fang, who had a puzzled expression, leaned closer to him, and said with a smile, "Saint Son, what are you thinking about? You will be the next Pope."
Thank you for reading, brothers.
Second update.
There will be more later, so the brothers might have to wait a while!