Chapter 201: Hypocrites
On the other side, inside the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect in Heaven Dou City.
Ning Fengzhi had just received an urgent carrier pigeon message from the secret guards protecting Ning Rongrong.
After clearly reading the contents of the secret report, the Sect Master Ning, who was always unflappable even if Mount Tai collapsed before him, felt the fingers gripping the note tremble slightly, and the whole person was uncontrollably excited.
"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu! A huge Opportunity!"
A sharp light flickered in Ning Fengzhi's eyes as he looked at the two great Protector Douluo seated beside him: "The secret report says that the brat from Shrek named Dai Mubai got incredibly lucky in the Sunset Forest and unearthed a top-tier, ten-thousand-year level, poison-attribute External Soul Bone!"
"If we can seize this divine object and give it to Rongrong to absorb, our girl will have an absolute trump card for survival when walking the continent in the future!"
Hearing this, Chen Xin, who was sitting nearby, smiled and nodded.
He had dedicated his life to the Way of the Sword, acting openly and honorably, and generally disliked the dark deeds of murder and robbery.
But there were always exceptions to every rule.
As long as this matter benefited Ning Rongrong, whom he regarded as his own flesh and blood and loved like his own Granddaughter, let alone snatching a Soul Bone, he would wholeheartedly agree even if asked to rob the Heaven Dou Imperial Family's national treasury.
"Fengzhi is right. Treasures belong to the virtuous. It's perfect for our Rongrong."
Gu Rong was even more impatient. He stood up directly and waved his hand dismissively,
"Fengzhi, Old Sword Man, what are you still dawdling for? Let's set off now!"
With that, the space in front of Gu Rong twisted, and he tore open a pitch-black spatial gate with a raised hand, stepping through it with Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin.
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At the same time, over at the Sunset Forest, the atmosphere among the Shrek group had become extremely oppressive.
Dai Mubai lay in the mud like a dead dog. Only after barely swallowing a few Big Recovery Sausages handed over by Oscar did his pale complexion recover a slight trace of color.
But it was only a slight trace.
To completely recover from the trauma caused by being forcibly skinned and having his bones drawn out, relying solely on a mere food system Soul Elder in his thirties was clearly a drop in the bucket.
Master Yu's expression at this moment was also extremely grim, even a few shades darker than Dai Mubai's.
What occupied his mind was not how much pain his Disciple was in, but where to find a Soul Master with a top-tier healing-type Martial Soul to properly clean up this mess for Dai Mubai.
It didn't matter if Dai Mubai was crippled, but if this incident caused the " Continents Number One Theory Master " to have a disabled Disciple in his cultivation history, wouldn't that leave a huge stain on his glorious resume?
This was something Yu Xiaogang absolutely could not tolerate.
Buzz—
Just as the Shrek members were lost in their own thoughts, a black vortex distorting spatial energy appeared abruptly in mid-air without any warning.
Master Yu and the others' hearts instantly tightened, almost leaping into their throats.
What was happening?
Had that damned Old Poisoner returned? Or had some other malicious expert arrived?
Under the extremely terrified and helpless gazes of the few, the spatial gate fully opened, and Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong arrived together.
"Huh? Dad?!"
"And Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Gu! Why are you here?"
Ning Rongrong, who had been standing by coldly observing, immediately bounced over like a cheerful skylark upon seeing the arrivals. Her relaxed demeanor made it seem as if a bloody robbery hadn't just taken place.
Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran exchanged a look, then stepped forward and respectfully bowed to Ning Fengzhi and the other two.
"Good daughter, Dad is here to pick you up."
Ning Fengzhi smiled and patted Ning Rongrong's head.
Although he appeared refined and elegant on the surface, his deep eyes instantly swept across the entire scene like radar, finally settling on Dai Mubai, who was slumped on the ground like a pile of mud.
No trace of the External Soul Bone?
"Rongrong, what happened to this young friend Mubai...?"
Ning Fengzhi feigned ignorance, pointing at the bloodstains on the ground with feigned surprise, and asked with concern.
Ning Rongrong pouted high, even taking half a step back with disgust, and said indifferently,
"Dad, you mean this lecherous tiger?"
"He was indeed quite lucky. While absorbing his fifth Soul Ring just now, he struck gold and obtained an External Soul Bone."
Having said that, Ning Rongrong changed the subject, her tone showing undisguised schadenfreude,
"But this lecherous tiger was not fated to enjoy it. Before he could gloat for long, he was forcibly stripped of it by the Poison Douluo who suddenly showed up. Now he looks like this half-dead ghost."
Upon hearing this, the smile on Ning Fengzhi's face froze slightly, and his brow couldn't help but furrow.
Poison Douluo Dugu Bo?
Someone from the Tang Sect?
Since the External Soul Bone had fallen into the hands of the Tang Sect, it was practically a pipe dream for their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to try and snatch the item back from a tiger's mouth.
Gu Rong and Chen Xin on the side also looked disheartened, feeling quite disappointed.
They had rushed over as fast as they could, but were still one step too late.
However, Ning Fengzhi was, after all, a'Smiling Tiger' deeply versed in the art of political maneuvering.
Since they couldn't get the meat, they might as well go with the flow and do a favor.
The look of disappointment on his face lasted only a second before instantly switching seamlessly to one of pity and heartache. He let out a long sigh,
"Alas... truly, heaven envies the talented. Young friend Mubai suffering such an unwarranted disaster is truly lamentable."
Before his voice faded, brilliant light burst forth from Ning Fengzhi's palm, and the magnificent Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda appeared out of thin air.
"Seven Treasures transform into Glazed Tile, the sixth saying: Heal!"
A gentle, colorful stream of light instantly poured into Dai Mubai's body, stopping his wounds from worsening.
Dai Mubai, lying on the ground, felt the warm current surging inside him, but his heart was filled with ice and resentment.
Though he was arrogant, he wasn't stupid.
These damned three from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were truly, just as Dugu Bo had said, clearly here for his External Soul Bone! It was just that seeing the item had already been taken by someone else, they were only here putting on a show of charity!
'Damn Dugu Bo! Damn the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
'You hypocritical bandits! You all just wait for me!"
'When I gain the full support of His Holiness the Pope, I will definitely make you pay a heavy price!"
He cursed madly in his heart, but on the surface, Dai Mubai managed to suppress these dissatisfied emotions, just like his teacher Yu Xiaogang.
He endured the humiliation, struggling to force out an expression of immense gratitude, and bowed his head arduously toward Ning Fengzhi, saying in a hoarse voice,
"Thank you... Thank you, Sect Master Ning, for saving my life! Mubai... will never forget this!"
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