After reaching a superficial cooperation with "Crown Prince Xue Qinghe", Ling Ye's activities in Tian Dou City became much more convenient.
Using this powerful backing, he began to consciously make contact with the upper echelons of the Heaven Dou Empire, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, as one of the three upper sects and a staunch supporter of the Heaven Dou Empire, was naturally of paramount importance.
At a court banquet specially arranged by Xue Qinghe, Ling Ye accidentally encountered Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, as well as Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, and Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo, who guarded him like shadows.
Ning Fengzhi was gentle and refined, with a graceful demeanor. Upon seeing Ling Ye, who was highly regarded by the Crown Prince, he naturally exchanged pleasantries with him politely.
Bone Douluo had a withered face, deep eyes, and was taciturn, only nodding slightly.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin, on the other hand, exuded a sharp sword aura and had eyes as sharp as lightning. When he swept his gaze over Ling Ye, he did so with a hint of scrutiny and surprise, as if he had sensed the extraordinary aura of this young man.
Ling Ye was neither humble nor arrogant, and his demeanor was proper. When he talked with Ning Fengzhi, he occasionally revealed his unique insights into the situation on the continent and the Soul Master system, which made Ning Fengzhi's eyes light up. He secretly praised the Crown Prince for recruiting such a talented young man.
Just as the group was chatting happily, a small commotion arose outside the banquet hall, accompanied by the coquettish voice of a young girl expressing her dissatisfaction.
"I don't want to go in! It's suffocating in there! And those people are all hypocrites! I want to go back to the academy!"
Before the words were finished, a girl dressed in an exquisite green dress, with shoulder-length short hair and a face as delicate as a porcelain doll, stormed in angrily.
With her lips pouting and her big eyes filled with annoyance and impatience, she was Ning Rongrong, who had sneaked back from Shrek Academy to clear her head.
"Rongrong! Don't be rude! Can't you see there are guests here?" Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly and scolded softly, but his tone was more helpless and doting.
My little devil is really spoiled.
When Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo saw Ning Rongrong, their serious expressions softened instantly, clearly showing their great affection for this little princess.
Ning Rongrong then noticed Ling Ye beside her father. Seeing his handsome face and calm demeanor, she paused slightly, her face flushing slightly. But then she remembered she was angry, huffed, turned her head away, and muttered under her breath, "Who's trying to curry favor with our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School again..."
Although the voice was soft, everyone present was a powerful Soul Master and heard it clearly.
Ning Fengzhi looked somewhat embarrassed: "Mr. Ling, please don't be offended. My daughter is unruly and spoiled."
Ling Ye smiled slightly, unconcerned. Instead, he looked at Ning Rongrong and said gently, "This must be the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, right? Truly a woman of exceptional talent and beauty. Are you in a bad mood? Have you encountered any troubles in your cultivation?"
His voice was gentle and pleasant, with a strange and comforting power, especially with a hint of holy light naturally emanating from it, like a spring breeze.
Ning Rongrong, who was feeling extremely agitated, heard this voice and felt the comforting aura. Her anger inexplicably dissipated by more than half. She couldn't help but turn to look at Ling Ye again and asked curiously, "Who are you? How did you know I was having trouble cultivating?"
She had indeed been feeling frustrated at the academy lately because of the lack of attack power among support-type Soul Masters, which is why she secretly ran away and came back.
Ling Ye smiled, not directly answering the question about his identity, but instead said, "Support-type Soul Masters are the core and soul of a team, and their importance is beyond doubt. Attack power is not the only standard for measuring value. True strength lies in how to maximize one's support abilities, and even develop some unexpected uses."
These words struck a chord with Ning Rongrong and also piqued the interest of Ning Fengzhi and the two Douluo.
"An unexpected use? For example?" Ning Rongrong blinked her big eyes and asked, forgetting even her anger.
"For example," Ling Ye pondered for a moment, "the amplification effect of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is unparalleled. But if the amplification power could be concentrated at one point, perhaps it could produce an effect similar to a mental shock? Or, research some special soul skill fusion methods to transform the amplification effect into a kind of domain or barrier? Or, supplement it with some self-created physical techniques or special weapons, and it might not be impossible to have a certain power to protect oneself or even defeat enemies."
These ideas seemed quite novel, even unorthodox, to the native inhabitants of Douluo Continent, but they contained infinite possibilities.
Ning Fengzhi listened with a gleam in his eyes. As the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he had spent his life studying the art of support. Ling Ye's words seemed to have opened a new window for him!
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo also showed signs of contemplation.
Ning Rongrong listened intently, finding the young man, who looked about the same age as her brother, to be incredibly insightful and have such unique ideas! He was far more interesting than the dean at the academy who always made her run!
"It seems... to make sense..." she murmured unconsciously, tilting her head, her gaze towards Ling Ye filled with curiosity and inquiry.
Seeing this, Ling Ye secretly released a wisp of pure holy light, gently enveloping Ning Rongrong.
This energy not only soothes emotions but also subtly improves physical condition and nourishes mental strength.
Ning Rongrong felt warm all over, which was very comfortable. The fatigue from being angry and running around was swept away, and her mood became more cheerful. She looked at Ling Ye more and more pleasing to the eye.
"Your brother seems to know a lot!" she said with a smile, her tone becoming much more intimate.
Ning Fengzhi noticed the changes in his daughter and was even more surprised.
My little devil is so arrogant and it's hard for her to be so kind to strangers.
This Mr. Ling not only seems to have extraordinary knowledge, but also a unique personal charm?
Even the two Guardian Douluos looked at Ling Ye with less scrutiny and more approval.
"Mr. Ling's insights are truly enlightening," Ning Fengzhi said sincerely. "If there is an opportunity in the future, I would be grateful if you could offer my daughter further guidance."
"Sect Leader Ning is too modest. I was just making things up on the spot, merely showing off my limited skills before an expert," Ling Ye said humbly, maintaining a perfect sense of propriety.
After chatting for a while, Ling Ye excused himself and took his leave.
Watching Ling Ye's departing figure, Ning Rongrong felt a pang of reluctance and tugged at Ning Fengzhi's sleeve, asking, "Daddy, who is that Brother Ling? Will he come again?"
Ning Fengzhi looked at his daughter thoughtfully, then glanced in the direction where Ling Ye had disappeared, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.
"This Mr. Ling is a distinguished guest of His Highness the Crown Prince; he's no ordinary person." He patted his daughter's head. "Rongrong seems to like him quite a bit?"
"Yes! He speaks so nicely, and he's such a pleasant person!" Ning Rongrong nodded vigorously.
Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly and said nothing more, but in his heart, he had already raised the importance of Ling Ye to a new level.
Perhaps the connection between the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and this mysterious young man will not end here.
As Ling Ye left the banquet, a faint smile played on his lips.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Rongrong... the first step in cultivating goodwill has already been taken.
This piece may play an unexpected role in the future.
His gaze drifted towards the palace. What kind of "sincere offer of cooperation" should he send to that "Crown Prince" next? How about some "intelligence" about the whereabouts of Hu Liena, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall? Surely, the "Crown Prince" would be very "interested."
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