The fledgling eagle's wings must be broken before it grows up!
Thinking this, the Soul Emperor suppressed his anger and cupped his hands, saying, "Sect Master Ning, Your Excellency Sword Douluo, we were hasty and reckless just now, and we apologize. We are ordered to find a young man for questioning, and according to intelligence, he is staying at this inn. In our haste, we offended him greatly. Please grant us this favor?"
"Oh? What kind of young man is it that warrants such a large-scale mobilization from the Spirit Hall?" Ning Fengzhi feigned curiosity, his tone playful, "I am also very curious."
Just then, another member of the Spirit Hall came running breathlessly from the end of the corridor.
He was clearly taken aback by the scene of the two sides facing each other.
He reacted swiftly, leaning close to the leading Soul Emperor's ear and whispering urgently, "Captain, we found it! The registered name is fake, but the room number is confirmed—room 26!"
"Room 26?"
The Soul Emperor captain's eyes flashed left and right, his pupils shrinking sharply!
Room 26—wasn't that the room right next to him?!
An opportunity!
He couldn't care less about anything else; his soul power erupted, and his soul rings flashed beneath his feet.
He slammed his foot hard against the door of room 26!
"Bang!"
The wooden door shattered!
He took the lead, his martial soul instantly activating, and rushed inside.
Ning Fengzhi's heart skipped a beat, and he and Chen Xin quickly followed.
However, when everyone rushed into the room, they found it neatly furnished, the windows closed, the lamps dimly lit—completely empty!
"Where is everyone?!" The Soul Emperor captain was stunned, scanning the empty room in disbelief.
"Impossible! The scouts saw him return!" The team members were also dumbfounded.
"The window was locked, and there were no signs that it had been opened!"
"Search! Search thoroughly!"
Several members of the Spirit Hall frantically searched the not-so-spacious guest room, but found nothing.
"Damn it! I searched for so long before finding his trail, and now it's all for nothing!"
Soul Emperor Wuneng roared in fury, smashing a wall with his fist.
At this moment, a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School informant disguised as an inn employee also rushed over, his face filled with shame as he whispered to Ning Fengzhi:
"Sect Master, your subordinate Wuneng was still in the room just now, but he vanished in an instant, as if he had evaporated into thin air! Our search has yielded nothing, please punish us, Sect Master!"
Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's brows furrowed completely, and he waved for the man to leave.
He looked at Chen Xin beside him, his tone filled with genuine astonishment: "I only ordered them to keep an eye out for a short time, and this kid is already so perceptive, disappearing in an instant. What kind of insight and escape technique is this?"
Even the well-informed Sword Douluo couldn't help but show a helpless bitter smile on his usually calm face:
"A stick of incense burned a moment ago, and I did sense a slight fluctuation of soul power spreading outwards. Finding it caused no harm, I didn't investigate further. Perhaps this young man's escape technique is related to this? Sect Master, should I go out and try to find him?"
Ning Fengzhi slowly shook his head: "He's probably already far away from us. It's pointless to investigate how he left now. What we should be considering now is how our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School should face him in the future? As enemies or friends?"
Ning Fengzhi looked at the empty room and sighed softly: "The continent is vast, and the sea of people is boundless. If he is determined to hide, finding him is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
If we search in a big way, it will only arouse his vigilance and resentment. At that time, the almost non-existent goodwill between us will probably be completely severed."
As he spoke, his gaze turned to the few Spirit Hall members in the room who looked like headless flies, their faces ashen.
A faint, slightly mocking smile appeared on his face:
"It seems that it's not just us; the Spirit Hall is the one who should have the most headaches."
Chen Xin's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile: "If this old man were here, he'd probably be laughing his head off. Let's go, Fengzhi. I have a feeling this young man's rise is unstoppable."
"Uncle Jian is absolutely right."
Ning Fengzhi nodded, his gaze deep and far-reaching: "We should prepare a suitable gift in advance. Hopefully, our next meeting won't be a battle of swords."
Half a month later, at the Martial Soul Hall, in the Papal Palace.
Inside the solemn and majestic hall, light filtered through the stained glass, casting dappled shadows,yet it couldn't dispel the omnipresent coldness and oppressive aura.
Platinum Bishop Salas knelt wearily on the polished floor, not even having had time to change into a clean bishop's robe.
His head was bowed, his forehead pressed tightly against the cold ground, barely daring to breathe.
He had come from Heaven Dou City, carrying immense pressure and the weight of defeat. Originally, he had taken note of the boy named "Dongfang Jing," a boy with a broken spirit and innate full spirit power, but he wasn't particularly concerned.
His plan was to find him, secretly monitor him, and assess his potential.
If his potential was great and he was willing to submit, he would recruit him at any cost. If he refused, he would eliminate him cleanly before he could grow up.
This task of dealing with potential threats and absorbing geniuses shouldn't have required the personal attention of a high-ranking Platinum Bishop.
Delegating it to any small team under his command would have been more than enough.
However, after searching for several months, they couldn't find any trace of him; he seemed to be adrift.
Finally, the Soul Emperor Captain had no choice but to personally intervene.
They finally found a definite trail in Shui Lan City, pinpointing the Seven Treasures Inn where he was staying, and even suggesting possible contact with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
But what was the result?
Those useless fools not only failed to capture him, but they didn't even manage to touch a hair on his head.
Instead, they utterly disgraced the Spirit Hall in front of Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin! They couldn't even track down a seven-year-old child!
When the Soul Emperor team returned to the Spirit Temple in Heaven Dou City, looking disheveled, to report everything,
Salas was nearly driven mad with anger. Salas's position as Platinum Bishop wasn't solely due to his Soul Douluo strength; it also stemmed from his shrewd mind and sharp insight.
Although he had initially misjudged the situation, he knew all too well what it meant for a seven-year-old to possess two thousand-year soul rings as a Great Soul Master.
This matter was far beyond his capabilities!
Without hesitation, Salas traveled day and night, returning to Spirit City at top speed.
Maintaining his kneeling posture, he reported all the information about Dongfang Jing— from his astonishing performance at the Water Wave Grand Soul Arena, his battle with Shi Lei, his suspected contact with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School,to his mysterious disappearance at the Seven Treasure Inn, and the unusual attitudes of Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo— without reservation, in a deep, resonant voice. Seated atop her supreme throne, Bibi Dong listened to Salas's report.
Her exquisite face was now covered in frost, and she emanated a chilling aura.
Ignoring the kneeling Salas, she instead cast her cold gaze upon Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, who stood on either side of her.
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