Chapter 215 New Operation, Academy Plan!
"You're too kind, senior. I am deeply grateful for the kindness of the elders who have elevated me to the position of Pope. However, compared to you, I still have much to learn!"
Qin Mu and Yu Yuanzhen exchanged pleasantries, completely unaware that Ning Rongrong's expression had become somewhat unnatural.
Originally, Qin Mu thought that even if the two major sects wanted to show goodwill to him, they would have to wait for a while.
Unexpectedly, no sooner had Qin Mu left the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect than the two major sects coincidentally came to the Spirit Hall to bolster Qin Mu's reputation.
Although Qin Mu could deal with Bibi Dong without their assistance, their presence made things much easier for him.
After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Qin Mu led Ling Yuan and the others, along with Ning Rongrong and the other two, away from the Elder Hall.
After everyone left, only six Priests remained in the Elder Hall.
Once they confirmed that only the six of them remained, Fifteen Ton Douluo looked at Golden Crocodile Douluo at the top and asked.
"Second Brother, why won't the Grand Priest let us get rid of that woman? Keeping a woman like that around will only cause trouble sooner or later!"
"Now that Qin Mu has taken over the position of Pope, he gives us much more peace of mind than Bibi Dong."
"On the other hand, Bibi Dong is not only extremely ambitious, but also..."
Golden Crocodile Douluo frowned, raised his hand, and stopped Fifteen Ton Douluo from continuing.
"There is a reason for the Grand Priest; don't ask too many questions."
"I also dislike Bibi Dong, but since the Grand Priest forbids us from killing her, we have no choice but to obey."
"However, this woman's talent is undeniable. With twin martial souls, I'm afraid even I am no match for her in her prime."
As Golden Crocodile Douluo spoke, a look of melancholy appeared on his face. Upon hearing this, all five Priests showed expressions of horror.
Even Golden Crocodile Douluo, a level 98 Title Douluo, doesn't have a sure chance of winning?
If they were to face Bibi Dong, what would the outcome be?
This question arose in the minds of the other five Priests almost simultaneously.
Golden Crocodile Douluo had no intention of continuing, ignoring their unpleasant expressions as he spoke.
"But these are not issues we need to consider. What we need to do is consider the plans for Miss's side! And ensure that Qin Mu and Miss can successfully take over the Spirit Hall."
"Although Qin Mu's talent is already terrifying, the most talented young man I've seen in the last hundred years, he's still somewhat inferior to Miss..."
Upon hearing this, not only Fifteen Ton Douluo, but also the other four Priests showed expressions of surprise.
"Qin Mu's talent is actually inferior to Miss's? Could it be that Miss's assessment has already..."
...
That night, there were no bright stars, but the moon hung high in the sky like a silver plate.
In Spirit City, one room in the residential area closest to the Spirit Hall was brightly lit.
Ning Rongrong sat by the window, looking at the quiet night outside, but felt extremely agitated.
Before long, Ning Rongrong jumped out of the window and then quickly climbed onto the roof.
Ning Rongrong sat quietly on the rooftop as the cold night wind blew.
"Rongrong, why aren't you asleep yet, it's so late?"
A familiar, aged voice came from behind Ning Rongrong, but Ning Rongrong neither turned around nor responded to the aged voice.
Seeing Ning Rongrong like this, Sword Douluo couldn't help but feel sorry for her and went over to sit down next to her.
Ning Rongrong remained silent, but naturally leaned her body against Sword Douluo's shoulder.
After a long silence, Ning Rongrong finally spoke softly.
"Grandpa Sword, do I really have no chance anymore?"
"Well... it's not entirely hopeless. Perhaps there's still a tiny sliver of a chance?"
Sword Douluo's tone was full of insecurity.
In his opinion, given Qin Mu's attitude towards her and his current status, there was virtually no possibility of a relationship between them.
On one side is the renowned Pope of the Spirit Hall, and on the other is the future leader of the three upper sects.
If the two really want to get married, at least one of them needs to be willing to give up their position.
But putting aside how problematic their positions are, the biggest problem right now is that Qin Mu has absolutely no romantic feelings for her.
After leaving the Elder Hall, Qin Mu personally received them with great courtesy and friendliness, but the relationship remained only at that level.
From the perspective of guests, Qin Mu's personal reception made them feel his respect and sincerity.
However, from other perspectives, one cannot see any emotion at all.
Simply put, Qin Mu only regarded them as business partners.
Thinking of this, Ning Rongrong felt extremely bitter.
"Rongrong, there's something else I wanted to tell you..."
Seeing Ning Rongrong so heartbroken, Sword Douluo tried to change the subject to distract her.
"Qin Mu just issued an order to establish a Spirit Hall Elite Class within the Spirit Hall Academy."
"Those who wish to join the Spirit Hall Elite Class must be between twelve and twenty years old."
"Most importantly, Qin Mu specifically reminded us that this elite class does not restrict students based on their background."
"No matter which empire you come from, no matter which sect you come from, as long as you have enough talent and are old enough, you can join the Spirit Hall's elite group."
Sword Douluo paused for a moment, and after seeing that the gloom in Ning Rongrong's eyes had lessened a bit, he continued.
"So, I think..."
"You mean you want some disciples from our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to join us as well?"
Sword Douluo nodded. Since Ning Fengzhi was not present, Sword Douluo could only discuss these matters with Ning Rongrong, the prospective Sect Master.
"Rongrong, look..."
"Join!"
Ning Rongrong took a deep breath, then stood up and dusted herself off.
"Now that we've chosen to befriend the Spirit Hall, we should respond to its pronouncements immediately!"
After saying that, Ning Rongrong immediately turned to look at Sword Douluo.
"I'll go to the Spirit Hall again tomorrow to inquire about the specific details of this elite class. After that, I'll trouble Grandpa Sword to make the trip."
"It's not hard work, but if I leave, you'll be all alone here..."
Sword Douluo looked bitter and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Grandpa Sword, we have just reached a cooperation agreement with the Spirit Hall. Right now, the Spirit Hall is the safest place. Why are you worried about my safety?"
Ning Rongrong smiled sweetly at Sword Douluo, but Sword Douluo could still tell that Ning Rongrong was slightly reluctant.
"Alright, Grandpa Sword, it's getting late, you should get some rest!"
After saying that, Ning Rongrong jumped off the roof and went back to her room.
Sword Douluo watched Ning Rongrong leave, and finally sighed helplessly.
"Rongrong, do you want to help the Spirit Hall, or him?"
"My poor girl, I hope you can see things clearly soon and not get so deeply involved..."
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