"I have no intention of profiting from Soul Spirits."
Tang Lan's first statement set the tone.
Ning Fengzhi, however, was unfazed.
Money?
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had plenty of that.
And with Tang Sect holding a monopoly on communication devices and firearms,
Tang Lan wasn't lacking in wealth either.
"But the Soul Spirit Equality Contract can't just be made public like the Tang Sect Encyclopedia."
"Because in the future, it may involve Soul Spirit recycling."
"Think about Soul Bones—this door cannot be opened."
Ning Fengzhi nodded in agreement.
Killing for Soul Bones was already a common practice in the soul master world.
And a "recyclable Soul Spirit" was no different from a Soul Bone.
It was best kept controlled.
"So, I plan to establish a new organization."
Tang Lan proposed—
"A group dedicated solely to the development and spread of Soul Spirits."
"However, to prevent it from falling into the wrong hands, only those who join the organization will be allowed to obtain Soul Spirits."
Ning Fengzhi's mind was incredibly sharp.
With just a few words,
he immediately sensed the overwhelming ambition behind this plan!
The strength of Jing Ling's Soul Spirit, the Meat Mountain Giant Elephant,
had instantly elevated him from a potential Soul Emperor to a future Title Douluo.
And that was just a thousand-year Soul Spirit!
What about ten-thousand-year?
What about hundred-thousand-year?!
It was clear—
As time passed and soul beasts became increasingly scarce,
finding a suitable Soul Ring would only become more difficult.
But Soul Spirits, being recyclable,
would only accumulate and multiply.
In the end—
Soul Spirits could replace traditional Soul Rings entirely.
This was the inevitable future.
And the restriction of Soul Spirits only to members of the organization…
Would make this new organization the dominant power.
Just like…
The current Spirit Hall!
Ning Fengzhi stared deeply at Tang Lan.
He never expected…
That this young man's ambition was so grand.
He actually planned to replace Spirit Hall?!
Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but ponder—
Should he get involved?
If successful—
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would go down in history.
If they failed—
When Spirit Hall retaliated,
his sect might end up like the Clear Sky Sect.
This…
How should he choose?
"Soul Spirits also require cooperation from the soul beast side." Gu Rong pointed out. "Finding a dying soul beast like today won't be easy."
Ning Fengzhi was startled!
He had been so blown away by the concept of Soul Spirits
that he hadn't even thought of this issue.
If the soul beasts resisted,
Soul Spirits could never become mainstream.
This "organization" would only be a small-scale project.
Seeing that Tang Lan didn't deny the problem,
Ning Fengzhi made his decision.
"Since Brother Lan is going forward with this, I will support you."
"Here's my proposal—"
"I will have Rongrong officially join the organization and provide 10 million gold soul coins in funding."
"If you need to contact other sects, I will also assist in negotiations."
"However, since the Soul Spirit Equality Contract is your creation, I won't interfere in its management."
"I wouldn't want to overshadow you and harm our brotherhood."
"What do you think?"
His words were elegant.
But the meaning was clear—
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was staying neutral.
A deliberate attempt to avoid getting too deeply involved.
On the surface, this decision made sense.
Because right now, Soul Spirits couldn't be mass-produced.
But—
Tang Lan had a solution!
In fact, he had TWO solutions!
And he had no intention of sharing them.
At the same time,
he also planned to blame the failure of the "Soul Spirit Revolution" on Ning Fengzhi.
If anyone asked why Soul Spirits didn't immediately replace Soul Rings,
he'd just say—
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect refused to commit fully."
That way, if Spirit Hall started investigating,
they'd target Ning Fengzhi first.
Perfect!
Forget "fake brotherhood"—
Their equal partnership was based on mutual resources, power, and abilities.
This was business.
If Tang Lan lost everything,
Ning Fengzhi's "80,000-year Soul Bone" promise would become worthless overnight.
That's the game adults play.
"Since Brother Ning doesn't want to fully commit—"
"Then let Tang Sect take the lead in testing this first."
"But to spread the Soul Spirit Equality Contract, we'll need a large number of spiritual-type soul masters."
"Brother Ning, help me use the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's connections to spread this message across the continent."
"No matter their talent, level, or age—as long as they have a spiritual attribute, they can join Tang Sect as outer disciples."
"If they already belong to a sect or family, and they wish to join, they can register through Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
"Tang Sect will personally negotiate with their sects or families to recruit them."
Ning Fengzhi agreed without hesitation.
After all, thanks to the Tang Sect Encyclopedia,
the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had expanded its influence significantly.
Spreading one simple message was nothing.
He didn't even need to return to his sect—
He could issue the order directly via a soul tool communicator.
"Zhuqing, Old Zhao, Mubai, Bing'er, Yue'er."
Tang Lan called out names. "You five, stay here."
"Rongrong, Xiao San, Jing Ling, Oscar—you four go back to Tang Sect with Brother Ning."
Before Ning Fengzhi could respond,
Tang San suddenly spoke up first—
"Brother, why are you keeping them?"
"I want to stay too!"
Tang Lan glanced at him and replied casually—
"They're staying for special training with Father. Are you sure you want to join?"
"Otherwise, help me send them over so Father doesn't keep me there too."
Tang San hesitated.
His instinct screamed that Tang Lan was hiding something valuable.
But—
That hit from Tang Hao earlier was no joke!
Especially that first hammer strike—
A full-power Clear Sky Douluo attack was not something to mess around with!
Seeing Tang Lan waving Jing Ling over, genuinely preparing to leave with Ning Fengzhi's group—
Tang San panicked!
He quickly grabbed Tang Lan's arm.
"Forget it, Brother!"
"I still have some firearms to study—I don't have time."
"You go ahead!"
Then, dragging Jing Ling and Oscar along, he bolted.
Tang Lan scoffed.
Coward.
There actually wasn't any special training planned—
But if Tang San had stayed,
Tang Hao would have made one up just for him—
A "special training" on how not to get his skull smashed in.
"We're leaving, Uncle Tang."
Ning Rongrong waved teasingly.
"Zhuqing, enjoy your 'special training'~"
Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong nodded in farewell.
A black mist enveloped the three of them, and they vanished from sight.
"Sect Master…"
Zhao Wuji asked hesitantly, "You're not really going to make Clear Sky Douluo train us… right?"
"Don't worry about it."
Tang Lan instructed, "Relax your minds. No matter what happens next, don't resist."
The group subconsciously obeyed.
In the next second—
Tang Lan unleashed four shots of Vast Sea Soul Seal, sealing their consciousness.
Then, he stored them all inside Blue King.
—Even the highest-grade storage soul tools could only contain unconscious living beings.
If someone woke up mid-storage…
Well…
It wouldn't end well.
As long as Dai Mubai and the others followed orders, nothing would happen.
But if they didn't?
Tang Lan was actually curious to see what would happen.
"Do I not need to be put away?"
A warm breath whispered near his ear.
Tang Lan's arm wrapped around Zhu Zhuqing's slender waist, pulling her in front of him.
His head lowered, claiming her lips.
At the same time—
His Blue Silver Domain activated, constructing a Tang Sect Inn on the spot.
A layer of spiritual sealing covered the area, ensuring absolute privacy.
Then—
His hands got to work.
"Rip—"
"Rip—"
"Rip—"
That night, no one slept.
(End of Chapter)