The next day, Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
Yun Ming, Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Ning Rongrong were either standing or sitting in a room filled with various rare treasures and jewelry decorations. The resplendent room made one feel as if they were inside a palace, with all sorts of ornate and complex ornaments displaying a sense of extreme luxury.
This was a Mimicry Cultivation Room that Ning Fengzhi had specially built for Ning Rongrong; the faint energy fluctuations emitted daily by those jewels and precious metal artifacts were highly beneficial for the cultivation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul.
After Yun Ming and Ning Fengzhi had reached an agreement, he had delivered the Aromatic Silk Beauty to Ning Rongrong early this morning.
Ning Rongrong sat cross-legged on a cushion in the cultivation room, holding a withered-looking tulip in her hand, meditating. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, shining with seven-colored halos, floated quietly in front of her, its two spirit rings flickering while being set off by a layer of dense golden light.
This golden light was emitted by Ning Rongrong herself, carrying the rich fragrance of the tulip. Under the flowing treasure light, Ning Rongrong looked as if a fairy had descended to the mortal world. Every time the golden light intensified, it made Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glass Pagoda appear even more dazzling and eye-catching.
Watching the increasingly magnificent Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and Ning Rongrong, whose body was bathed in dazzling golden light, Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin found it harder and harder to restrain their excitement. Their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had spent a massive amount of manpower and resources for the sake of martial soul evolution, yet had gained nothing; this time, however, they had truly seen hope. The excitement and agitation of seeing a long-cherished family wish finally being realized were beyond words and could not be greater.
Yun Ming looked at the magnificent pagoda in front of Ning Rongrong without joy or sorrow; he was distracted, thinking about his subsequent arrangements.
Just as Yun Ming's thoughts were drifting away, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in front of Ning Rongrong finally underwent a change, and suddenly, its light shone brilliantly.
Ignoring the intense light, Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin continued to stare fixedly at Ning Rongrong. When the light dissipated and the nine-story pagoda truly appeared before everyone's eyes, tears even welled up in the corners of Ning Fengzhi's eyes.
Pulled back to his senses by the sudden burst of intense light, Yun Ming saw the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda appear and, knowing that the matter was settled, intended to rise and leave, saying in a low voice to Ning Fengzhi.
"Uncle Ning, Senior Chen Xin, since Rongrong's condition has stabilized, I shall take my leave first."
Ning Fengzhi's attention was entirely on his daughter at this moment, and he did not have much energy to attend to Yun Ming, so he spoke excitedly.
"Go carefully, nephew."
"Thank you for today's matter, nephew."
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will engrave this kindness in our hearts!"
Chen Xin also spoke with a resolute expression.
"Little friend, if you need this old man to take action in the future, just send someone to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
"Whether it is Tang Hao or anyone else, the vow of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will always be valid!"
Chen Xin made the promise without any burden; in his view, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was no weaker than the Clear Sky Sect.
In the eyes of the current Soul Master World, both the Clear Sky Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were sects with two Title Douluo. Tang Hao and Xiao Tian were indeed very strong, but the Sword and Bone Douluo were not weak either, and behind the Sword and Bone Douluo was the world's number one support system spirit master providing amplification. If they really were to fight, the outcome would still be unknown!
Having obtained Chen Xin's personal promise, Yun Ming could finally set his mind at ease and turned to leave.
Three days later, outside the gates of Heaven Dou City.
An old man with a sinister look and several scars on his face was leading a group of burly men and youths whose overall temperament leaned toward being sharp and exposed. A total of fifteen people were walking quickly toward Heaven Dou City.
Seeing the people they were waiting for, Yun Ming, Oscar, and Yang Wutian stepped forward quickly. They greeted the sinister old man at the lead.
"Grandfather!"
"Clan Leader!" x2
The sinister, scarred old man was none other than Yun Ming's grandfather, the leader of the Breaking Clan, Yang Wudi, and those following behind him were members of the Breaking Clan. The Four Clans Gathering was approaching, and the host family this time was the Strength Clan; they were here to attend the gathering.
Yang Wudi glanced at the three of them and spoke in a low voice.
"Let's go."
"We'll talk once we're back at our lodging."
Unlike the normal joy of a grandfather and grandson meeting after two or three months of separation, Yang Wudi's expression was now unreadable. The news that Yang Wutian had sent to the clan during this period was too explosive—there was much that was good, but also much that was bad, making it difficult for him to fully digest it all at once.
Seeing the strange expression on Yang Wudi's face as he looked at him, Yun Ming knew it was because of Martial Soul Hall, but since things had reached this point, he could only meet the situation as it came. The three of them led the way toward the Heaven Dou Grand Hotel.
Everyone was a spirit master, and at their speed, they arrived in no time. Yun Ming had Oscar arrange for the others to check in, while he and Yang Wutian took Yang Wudi to his own room.
"Bang!"
After the door closed, Yang Wudi was the first to ask.
"Are those things mentioned in the letters about Tang Hao and his son true?"
Hearing Yang Wudi's question, Yun Ming responded truthfully.
"Yes."
Hearing his grandson trust Ya Li so much, Yang Wudi's face was completely shrouded in a dark cloud, and he questioned him.
"How can you prove it?"
"That Saintess of Martial Soul Hall?"
"How do you know she isn't lying to you!"
Hearing Yang Wudi's hostile interrogation, Yang Wutian wanted to speak up for Ya Li. As someone who had truly met Ya Li, he could see that her heart was as pure as a clear spring, and her kindness was indeed from the bottom of her heart. Yang Wutian did not believe that Ya Li would lie about such things. But before he could speak, he was stopped by a cold look from Yang Wudi.
Yun Ming could understand the strong dissatisfaction in Yang Wudi's tone; turning swords into plowshares was a very difficult thing. But the world is unpredictable, and since Yun Ming had already made his choice, he would walk it to the end with determination.
Yun Ming would trust Ya Li one hundred percent, but Yang Wudi would not. Therefore, through information that Yang Wutian had unexpectedly received a few days ago, Yun Ming had set up a trap—a trap that would likely confirm the truth. Yun Ming continued.
"A few days ago, Fifth Grand Uncle received news that the leader of the Strength Clan, Tai Tan, has once again acknowledged Tang Hao's son as his Young Master."
At this point, before Yun Ming could continue, Yang Wudi exclaimed.
"What did you say?"
"That old gorilla has thrown himself back under the Tang family!"
Yang Wutian recalled what he had seen and heard over those two days, his expression turning livid as he spoke.
"Big Brother, this is what I saw with my own eyes."
"I had just finished my seclusion at the time, and since I hadn't visited the Strength Clan since arriving in Heaven Dou City, I decided to pay them a visit."
"But just as I reached the entrance of their Strength Clan Residence, I saw that kid Tai Nuo respectfully seeing off Tang San—that is, the son of Tang Hao—as he left the residence. Furthermore, Tai Nuo was clearly startled when he saw me."
"I pretended not to know who Tang San was. After watching him see Tang San off, I felt something was strange, so I tried to pry some information out of him. But he only told me that he was a classmate of Tai Long who had come to the Strength Clan to forge some items, and then he started dodging the question, which only deepened my suspicions."
"After that, in order to clear up my doubts without alerting the enemy, I quietly snuck into the Blue Tyrant Academy."
"To my shock, I discovered that Tai Long, that grandson, actually called Tang San Young Master!"
"Thinking back to Tai Nuo's attitude earlier, if that old fellow Tai Tan hadn't thrown his lot back in with Tang Hao, how could his son and grandson possibly address Tang San as Young Master!"
After hearing Yang Wutian's full explanation, Yang Wudi clenched his fists tightly, veins bulging; his anger had clearly reached its peak.
The Single Attribute Four Clans had always advanced and retreated together. What Tai Tan had done was not only a disservice to the clansmen of the Strength Clan who had died in battle for the Clear Sky Sect back then, but it was also a betrayal of the friendship between the four clans. How could Yang Wudi possibly accept this!
Yun Ming watched the furious Yang Wudi and continued.
"Given Tang San's talent, it is highly likely that Tang Hao is guarding him from the shadows."
"For this Four Clans Gathering, I will find a way to make Tang San come as well."
"When the time comes, we will use Tang San as bait. If Tang Hao is guarding him, we will naturally be able to lure Tang Hao out and uncover the truth of what happened back then."
"If Tang Hao is not there, we can still handle the internal matters of the four clans first, so we won't return empty-handed."
"Moreover, I have already found a helper: Sword Douluo from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. This will ensure our safety."
The fire in Yang Wudi's heart subsided slightly. Looking at Yun Ming, who had arranged everything and was fully prepared, he stopped pressing the issue.
The Four Clans Gathering was approaching; if Yang Wudi did not get the answers he wanted by then, it would not be too late to make other plans.
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