"Fengzhi, is that Rongrong outside?"
The woman beneath him, her hair slightly disheveled, looked at Ning Fengzhi with eyes filled with lingering dissatisfaction, her gaze growing increasingly dangerous.
Ning Fengzhi knew he needed to rest, and even more so, he needed to deal with Ning Rongrong's situation. He steeled himself, sat up, and began putting on his clothes as he spoke.
"Yes, it's Rongrong. We'll continue tonight. I need to go handle Rongrong first, and also take care of some Sect matters. I'll be discussing the Sect's renaming with Uncle Sword and Uncle Bone as well. Come out after you've tidied up and keep an eye on Rongrong."
The woman said unhappily, "Fengzhi, why bother with Rongrong? She made such a big fuss—someone will take her away soon anyway. Why don't we just continue?"
Ning Fengzhi's face looked a little pale as he waved his hand in refusal. "Forget it. You know what Rongrong is like. Even if someone comes, they won't be able to take her away. Uncle Bone and Uncle Sword dote on her too much—she's their precious treasure."
The woman rolled her eyes, glancing at Ning Fengzhi's retreating figure with clear dissatisfaction. "Precious treasure? Ever since Sister Wan became pregnant, Elder Bone and Elder Sword have clearly paid far less attention to Rongrong. Once Sister Wan gives birth, who knows if Rongrong will still be treated the same—especially with how spoiled she is."
She let out a soft snort. "If you won't help me, I'll deal with it myself."
Behind the closed door, the room gradually fell quiet.
Ning Fengzhi opened the door and looked helplessly at the adorable little girl standing outside.
"Rongrong, what is it this time?"
Ning Rongrong huffed in displeasure. "Daddy! You haven't spent any time with me these past two months. I want Daddy to play with me properly!"
Ning Fengzhi gently stroked her head, his voice soft. "Rongrong, Daddy has important matters to handle right now. Why don't you go play with your brothers and sisters for a while? When Daddy comes back, I'll spend time with you, alright?"
Ning Rongrong was still unwilling to give in. Just as she was about to start throwing a tantrum again, a set of footsteps approached.
Ning Fengzhi looked over. "Uncle Bone, why are you here?"
Gu Rong glanced at the slightly aggrieved Ning Rongrong. He had already seen her knock on the door earlier, but knowing Ning Fengzhi was busy inside, he had waited nearby. Now that Ning Fengzhi had come out, he stepped forward.
Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi immediately understood that Gu Rong had arrived some time ago.
"Uncle Bone, where's Uncle Sword?" Ning Fengzhi asked. "Didn't we agree yesterday to discuss the Sect's renaming today?"
Three months ago, Ning Fengzhi had never seriously considered renaming the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. But after his martial soul evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the idea had taken firm root in his mind.
Still, renaming the Sect was no trivial matter. He had to consider the reactions of the entire Spirit Master world—the other Sects, the two great Empires, and Spirit Hall.
After all, although quite a few people already knew his martial soul had evolved, the number was still limited. If the renaming were officially announced now, it could be either a blessing or a curse. Some believed it would be better to wait until Ning Fengzhi reached the Titled Douluo level.
But in Ning Fengzhi's view, the matter could no longer be delayed. What he had discussed with Gu Rong and the others yesterday was precisely this issue.
Since the Qiluo Tulip had come from Yin Zhang, Spirit Hall was certain to know about it anyway. There was no point in hiding—better to make everything public.
Of course, there was also a more straightforward reason: Ning Fengzhi wanted to make a statement.
After sending Ning Rongrong away, Ning Fengzhi led Gu Rong to the great hall, where Chen Xin was already waiting.
Inside the hall, the elders had gathered. There were not many from the Ning family itself, with the rest bearing other surnames.
Decades ago, a catastrophic disaster had sharply reduced the Sect's numbers, with the Ning clan suffering the greatest losses. That was why the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had so few elders despite its long history.
After becoming Sect Master, Ning Fengzhi naturally took on the responsibility of revitalizing the Ning family. His many children were the clearest proof of that effort.
Ning Fengzhi looked around at the elders present and spoke calmly:
"From today onward, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will be renamed the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Does anyone have objections?"
Support or opposition?
The elders exchanged glances, then looked at Chen Xin and Gu Rong standing behind Ning Fengzhi. Both men remained silent, expressionless.
Understanding immediately, no one spoke up.
Only then did Ning Fengzhi smile in satisfaction.
From that day forward, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect officially became the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
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After finishing the roasted Soft-Boned Rabbit, Yin Zhang and Qiangu Yunying left the Sunset Forest and returned to Heaven Dou City.
By the time they arrived, night had already fallen.
The moment they reached the Dugu family residence, their presence was sensed by Dugu Bo.
Dugu Bo had been cultivating in his room. When he sensed that familiar aura, he froze for a moment before breaking into a wide smile.
"Xiao Zhang and Yunying—you're finally back!"
His figure flashed, turning into a streak of dark green light as he exited the room, leaving only a softly creaking window behind.
"I thought I'd have to keep waiting!"
In the quiet courtyard, Yin Zhang and Qiangu Yunying landed one after the other. Just as they were about to call out, Dugu Bo's hearty laughter rang out.
Seeing how much more energetic Dugu Bo looked, Yin Zhang smiled and nodded. "Brother Bo, it's been three months. Have you made progress? How close are you to Rank 92?"
Dugu Bo felt the spirit power circulating within his body and chuckled. "Soon. I'd say just a few more months."
That night, Yin Zhang and Qiangu Yunying slept soundly, holding each other with a deep sense of security.
Early the next morning, after washing up, the two prepared to set out once more.
Before leaving Heaven Dou City, however, Yin Zhang took Qiangu Yunying to the Spirit Temple.
Among all Spirit Hall branch temples, this one was the most prestigious. Only the capitals of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire possessed such a temple.
Standing at the entrance, Yin Zhang spoke to the guarding knight.
"I want to see Salas."
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