"Rongrong, come to Daddy quickly."
Ning Fengzhi didn't answer, immediately holding the child in his arms.
At the same time, he was about to send out a signal to warn of enemies.
"Daddy?"
Ning Rongrong looked at the sweat on Ning Fengzhi's forehead, finally stopping her fussing.
She quietly stared at the doorway.
"Sect Master Ning, there's no need for such a show of force; we have no ill intentions."
The grand, solemn voice echoed only in the main hall.
Outside the hall, however, it was silent.
Swish, swish, swish.
Ning Fengzhi paused slightly in his action of crushing the jade talisman in his hand.
"I can't move."
A look of shock flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes.
He looked up.
He saw seven figures appearing one after another, standing in a row inside the hall door.
All of them had nine spirit rings under their feet!
The Golden Crocodile King, the Panlong Staff, the Six-Winged Angel, and other martial souls seemed to fill the hall.
There were even two ancestors with hundred-thousand-year spirit rings.
The one in the middle was even more of a living god, making people excited yet afraid to move.
Eight black and one red, eye-catching!
The golden light even made it difficult for people to open their eyes.
Seven auras of power stretched across the hall, covering Ning Fengzhi and the other two.
"You are"
Ning Fengzhi's forehead dripped with cold sweat.
He could feel that none of the seven people in front of him were weaker than Sword Douluo!
Even without seeing the Six-Winged Angel.
He couldn't think of any other family with such a powerful force.
With a solemn expression, he said in a deep voice:
"People from the Spirit Hall!"
"That's right."
Qian Daoliu nodded slightly.
He was wearing a golden robe, standing in the center of the seven people.
His golden eyes were examining Ning Rongrong.
He felt a little relieved.
It didn't look like she would be an ugly freak; Little Jue should be able to accept her.
Sword Douluo activated his martial soul, waiting in full battle readiness.
Looking at Qian Daoliu, his pupils contracted, and suddenly he retracted all his aura.
He bowed and saluted, saying:
"Junior Chen Xin pays respects to Senior Qian."
"Sword...you?!"
Bone Douluo's face was filled with incomprehension.
But hearing Sword Douluo's address, he couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body.
This was the Title Douluo of the Qian family of the Spirit Hall.
Besides the previous Pope,
the most likely person was the peerless Douluo known as the strongest in the sky—Qian Daoliu!
He immediately retracted his martial soul and bowed in salute.
"Junior Gu Rong pays respects to Senior."
Ning Rongrong blinked her eyes, looking at the two grandfathers in surprise.
She had never thought there would be such a day.
Her Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa were not so invincible after all.
She was the only one who was not targeted.
She could move freely.
"Haha...I don't often walk around in the spirit master world; it's rare that you still remember me."
Qian Daoliu smiled and retracted his martial soul.
Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others followed closely behind.
Ning Fengzhi staggered, as if he had been fished out of the water.
"Daddy, are you okay?"
Ning Rongrong's eyes were filled with pity, and she raised her hand to wipe Ning Fengzhi's sweat.
"Daddy's fine."
Ning Fengzhi shook his head.
Although his body relaxed, his heart was still pounding.
With such a formation, he would have believed it if they said they were here to destroy his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Sword Douluo responded.
"Senior's reputation as the strongest in the sky is unshakable; how could the spirit master world forget Senior?"
"Heh."
Qian Daoliu shook his head, a hint of pride on his face.
"Perhaps in a few years, my title as the strongest in the sky will have to be changed."
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo exchanged glances out of the corners of their eyes.
Their hearts were heavy, not knowing what Qian Daoliu meant.
Nor did they know their purpose.
If they were here to make trouble,
then even if the two of them were to be smashed to pieces, they might not be able to send Ning Fengzhi and his daughter away.
Ning Fengzhi adjusted his mentality.
Today was definitely the most difficult time since he took over as sect master.
He knew.
In the face of absolute power, those roundabout methods were superfluous.
He placed Ning Rongrong on the seat behind him.
He bowed and saluted, saying: "Seven冕下 are here, Fengzhi has failed to greet you properly."
Before Ning Fengzhi could finish speaking,
Qian Daoliu smiled and said:
"Sect Master Ning, there's no need to be so restrained; I said just now that we have no ill intentions."
"We just have something to discuss with Sect Master Ning."
"..."
The corners of Ning Fengzhi's mouth overflowed with bitterness.
They opened their martial souls to show their muscles as soon as they arrived; it didn't look like they had no ill intentions at all.
However, Ning Fengzhi also felt relieved.
There was still a chance to talk.
He immediately bowed and raised his hand to lead the way.
"Since各位冕下 have something to discuss with this junior, then please move to the back hall."
"Alright."
Qian Daoliu nodded lightly.
With such an absolute advantage, if he still couldn't negotiate, then he would really be too useless.
Ning Fengzhi handed Ning Rongrong over to Bone Douluo.
He stepped into the back hall with Sword Douluo.
Qian Daoliu led his brothers in one after another, taking their seats in turn.
Soon,
Bone Douluo returned to the back hall.
He and Sword Douluo guarded Ning Fengzhi on the left and right.
The scene of Bone Douluo exchanging glances with Ning Fengzhi and nodding slightly when he entered the door
naturally could not escape Qian Daoliu and the others' eyes.
Probably just now,
Bone Douluo had already arranged for people to be ready to escape at any time and preserve the sect's fire.
This effect was exactly what Qian Daoliu wanted.
To make Ning Fengzhi take it seriously.
Qian Daoliu didn't plan to stay long and said bluntly:
"Sect Master Ning, I'll be direct; this visit is to promote friendship between the two sects."
"Friendship between the two sects?"
Ning Fengzhi frowned, his face a little embarrassed.
With such disparate power,
it was hard not to think that Qian Daoliu wanted to turn the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School into an affiliate of the Spirit Hall.
But he didn't seem to have the strength to refuse.
He held onto a glimmer of hope.
He asked, "I wonder if冕下 can explain clearly how we can be friends?"
"It's very simple."
Qian Daoliu's golden eyes were filled with a smile.
"To seek a stable relationship, the most effective method is naturally marriage."
"Marriage?!"
Ning Fengzhi's voice was full of surprise.
His mind was buzzing.
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo simultaneously thought of Ning Rongrong.
They didn't come earlier or later,
but they happened to come when Rongrong had just awakened her martial soul not long ago.
If it wasn't premeditated, it would be too coincidental.
If they could think of it, Ning Fengzhi could naturally think of it too.
He said with difficulty: "冕下, I wonder who the Spirit Hall wants to marry into my sect?"
"Hey, that's naturally our Holy Son, Qian Renjue!"
Guang Ling Douluo couldn't help but say with a smile.
Sure enough!
The bitterness on Ning Fengzhi's face was even worse.
He only had Rongrong as a daughter; who should the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School let go?
It was already very obvious.
Sword Douluo clenched his fists, and Bone Douluo's expression was heavy.
They hadn't even worn this little cotton-padded jacket for a few years, and it was already coveted so quickly.
"..."
The atmosphere fell into silence.
Ning Fengzhi lowered his head, struggling greatly.
On one side was his daughter, and on the other was the sect; both were precious.
"Fengzhi, you are the sect master."
"No matter what decision you make, we will support you."
Sword Douluo's lips moved.
Using the technique of sound transmission into the secret, he only spoke the words for him to hear.
"Sect Master Ning, we are here with sincerity."
Qian Daoliu knew.
In such a scene, Ning Fengzhi only had reason to agree.
But if he was unwilling, it would inevitably lead to second thoughts later on.
With a wave of his hand, a jade box floated out.
Wishing everyone a happy life!
