Chapter 12: "Bibi Dong's Mysterious Premonitions: The Departure of the Grand Priest"
In a restaurant, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo were sharing a meal. The tempting aroma of the dishes on the table went unnoticed as their thoughts were focused on other matters.
"It's been a while since I left the sect. It's time to return and take a look. Before I leave, I want you to go to the Star Forest and capture a suitable soul beast. I'm also on the verge of reaching the Soul Douluo level I've longed for. I wonder where Uncle Bones is?" Ning Fengzhi asked with a genuine smile.
Since his martial soul was upgraded in the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, his smile hadn't faded. Of course, the revelation of his martial spirit had to wait for the right moment, and the right opportunity to share it. By then, his Glazed Sect of the Seven Treasures would officially change its name to the Glazed Sect of the Nine Treasures. His legacy would be remembered by future generations, and if he were to become a titled Douluo with an auxiliary martial spirit, it would cause quite a sensation.
At Ning Fengzhi's age and status, money no longer held great value for him; he placed more importance on his reputation and the strengthening of his power and sect.
Sword Douluo laughed, proud, and said, "I obtained a two-hundred-thousand-year soul ring, and my soul power has reached level ninety-eight. However, I've only glimpsed something in front of that merchant. When Bone heard this, he quickly took all the money and probably went to that mysterious shop. Although I'm not sure if he bought the gold treasure chest or the purple gold treasure chest."
"The purple gold treasure chest? Uncle Gu doesn't place much importance on money. What he has probably amounts to tens of millions of soul gold coins. With Uncle Gu's character, I wouldn't be surprised if he made a bold move and directly purchased a purple gold treasure chest," Ning Fengzhi commented with a smile.
For people with titles like theirs, an increase in rank could boost their strength by almost 50%, and in some cases even double it, a significant improvement that no amount of money could match.
"Uncle Jian, what if Uncle Bone actually bought the purple gold treasure chest?" Ning Fengzhi suggested.
Sword Douluo simply smiled without saying a word.
The total sum amounted to ten million soul gold coins, which corresponded to the purchase of a purple gold treasure chest. Even Ning Fengzhi was reluctant to buy something so uncertain.
Just as they were conversing, Bone Douluo entered from outside with a somber expression.
"Uncle Gu, it's time to eat," greeted Ning Fengzhi.
"What's going on? Why do you look so serious? Did you not get anything from that purple gold treasure chest you spent ten million on? Nevertheless, it seems like your strength has improved. What did you get? Tell me," Sword Douluo said with a smile.
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo had shared many experiences together, forging a deep friendship that included moments of rivalry and camaraderie.
Bone Douluo took a seat on a stool and began to explain the situation in detail. Finally, he expressed his concern, "Sect Master, it seems that Xue Qinghe fears his identity will be exposed, so he plans to take action against the shop. Should we send someone to protect it?"
Ning Fengzhi shook his head and sighed, "No, this is not an ordinary place; this is the city of Tiandou. Here, not even the Spirit Hall's power can match that of the royal family, let alone ours. However, the fact that the owner of the black shop can sell such exclusive items likely ensures our safety. Therefore, I don't think we should worry about him."
Sword Douluo nodded and commented with approval, "Ordinary people don't understand these matters. This is a black shop, and it must have tremendous influence backing it. The shop owner is just one of the representatives. If Xue Qinghe decides to act now, he clearly hasn't fully grasped the situation and could suffer serious consequences if he acts hastily." Bone Douluo felt somewhat relieved. After all, he had a good impression of the black shop owner.
"I have no idea how our dear Rongrong is faring right now. I'll give her the soul power capsule as soon as I have the opportunity. If her strength isn't too low, it might be more suitable to give her these hundred-thousand-year soul bones," Ning Fengzhi expressed.
The donation of the hundred-thousand-year soul bones to Rongrong clearly showed his affection for his daughter. Although they called her a slave daughter, it seemed to be a genuine relationship.
Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo exchanged glances, showing a slight sense of helplessness in their eyes. Of course, they also held a great appreciation for the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect.
"Our little princess is living a good life now, so don't worry, Sect Master," commented Sword Douluo.
Nevertheless, Ning Fengzhi still felt concerned about his daughter. Upon returning to the sect, he planned to gather a significant amount of resources to purchase more treasure chests from the black shop and acquire a Qiluo Tulip for his daughter.
"Indeed, we need to acquire even more. The sect requires more Qiluo Tulips," he reflected.
The journey from the city of Tiandou to the city of Wuhun normally took almost twenty days, but that didn't apply to everyone. If Xue Qinghe were communicating with the Spirit Hall, one day of travel would be sufficient.
The Spirit Hall was located in the city of Wuhun.
Inside the conference hall of the Pope's Palace, which spanned over a thousand square meters, a woman sat at the head. Despite the darkness that enveloped the room, it was well-lit, emphasizing the grandeur of the place.
The woman, of short stature, was dressed in a luxurious black robe adorned with gold embellishments. She wore a splendid golden crown with nine curves and held a scepter about two meters long, adorned with countless jewels.
Even while seated on her throne, she exuded an invisible nobility and sanctity, coupled with her almost dazzling beauty, making people unable to resist the need to worship her.
She was none other than Bibi Dong, the most prominent Pope in the history of the Spirit Hall.
"I heard that the Grand Priest has left the Spirit Hall. Do you know why he left?" Bibi Dong asked in a hushed tone.
A man sat nearby, emitting a special aura and a subtle fragrance around him. He was none other than the Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall, Ju Douluo.
"I'm not sure when the Grand Minister left. I believe it was during the day. There should be some news from the city of Tiandou. The details are still being investigated," Ju Douluo explained.
Although the Spirit Hall controls most soul masters on the Douluo Continent, it's not a monolithic organization.
Pope Bibi Dong is ambitious and powerful, but she can't fully control the Spirit Hall. There is an Elder's Hall in the Spirit Hall, and its members are powerful men at the Titled Douluo level who don't fall under Bibi Dong's jurisdiction but follow the orders of the Grand Priest Qian Daoliu.
Now, Qian Daoliu has left quietly. Even though the matter is kept secret, the people organized by Bibi Dong in the Elder's Hall have still noticed.
Upon hearing about the city of Tiandou, Bibi Dong's face showed an inexplicable expression.
There, the person she never wanted to face in her entire life, and the person she despises the most, resides.
"Send some people to the city of Tiandou to find out what has happened," Bibi Dong ordered.
Ju Douluo nodded and left to make the necessary arrangements.
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