Chapter 124: This Should Be His and A Yin's Child, Right?
To be honest, Hu Bai's talent somewhat exceeded the expectations of the Seven Element Gods; he not only possessed the ultimate attributes of all elements but could also unleash many self-created Soul Skills. They were a bit unsure how to set up his god-given examination.
Helpless, they could only prioritize the Ice God's trial. It just so happened that Hu Bai had inherited the Legacy of the Million-Year Tianmeng Iceworm, gaining a spot for an Ice-attribute second Martial Soul.
They remembered that after the Ice God's demise, a Legacy of the Ice God was left in the Ice-Sealed Valley at the core of the Extreme North on the Douluo Continent, awaiting a fated person.
They felt Hu Bai was very suitable and could use the power of the Ice God to bestow Hu Bai with a second Martial Soul.
Indeed, if someone asked what the most powerful Martial Soul in this world was, it would naturally be a god-given Martial Soul, and god-bestowed Martial Souls were of this level.
However, whether he could gain the Ice God's favor would depend on Hu Bai's own ability.
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Ning Fengzhi looked at the invitation in his hand, lost in thought: "Uncle Sword, do you think we should still wait and see?"
According to the intelligence network of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Spirit Hall would designate Hu Bai as this generation's Holy Son once his cultivation reached level forty.
And this inauguration ceremony was set for half a month later. If this were true, it would mean Hu Bai achieved the Soul Ancestor rank at less than ten years old!
This was truly terrifying!
Looking back at the history of Douluo, no one had cultivated this quickly?!
Moreover, as far as he knew, Hu Bai was not the most formidable in Spirit Hall; his fiancée's strength was even more unfathomable!
Of course, all this information was available because Spirit Hall did not deliberately conceal it; otherwise, let alone Hu Bai, even Qian Renxue's identity would be impossible for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's intelligence network to uncover.
Spirit Hall was now openly revealing Hu Bai and Qian Renxue to major powers to see how many allies and enemies they had!
In any case, with the announcement, the Two Great Empires would not be able to go to war with them in the short term, as there was no reason to do so!
Chen Xin was also silent, then rationally said: "Fengzhi, Spirit Hall's strength is not something our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can contend with, even with the Two Great Empires. But if Spirit Hall is truly pushed to the brink, would a million-strong army be useful? If the commander dies, that million-strong army is just a pile of loose sand!"
Chen Xin did not decide for Ning Fengzhi; he only helped analyze the situation further. But the current situation was actually very clear.
Ning Fengzhi looked at the tiny girl in his arms and sighed: "Since that's the case, then let's start transferring the assets of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect during this time."
The little girl in Ning Fengzhi's arms was Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong was only a little over two years old now, and he truly did not want the sect to be too greatly affected.
Moreover, he had now come to a realization: their sect was merely an auxiliary sect with two Titled Douluo. He should be more low-key and not court disaster too much.
Since the situation was so clear, if he were still stubborn, he would be foolish!
As the Sect Master, he also had to consider the entire sect.
Holy Soul Village.
Tang Hao also heard that Spirit Hall was going to hold the Holy Son's inauguration ceremony, and the hatred in his eyes beneath his hair was palpable.
Spirit Hall, you caused my Clear Sky Sect to suffer such a fate, and now such a talented seedling has emerged. You are courting death!
"Dad, eat... eat dinner."
A small boy in coarse linen clothes walked over, holding a bowl of rice porridge. He placed it on the table and looked at Tang Hao with an expectant expression.
Tang Hao's eyes darkened for a moment, and he grunted in acknowledgment, not showing much expression toward Tang San.
Tang San was now three years old, with the soul of a twenty-nine-year-old adult within him. He could move freely long ago, and even in his free time, he had begun cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Skill in the back mountains.
And how could his Titled Douluo father not notice the clues?
He suspected his son had a problem.
A normal child of three doing laundry and cooking? And secretly going to the back mountain to cultivate and practice unknown soul skills?
Did they really think he, a Titled Douluo, was blind?
Although he drank heavily, he wasn't an idiot!
This was why his attitude towards Tang San was so indifferent, and he even had the thought of not wanting Tang San to undergo Martial Soul Awakening. This should be his and Ah Yin's child, right?
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