Chapter 193 Ning Fengzhi’s Unease
"I have some good news to tell everyone!"
Everyone’s ears perked up.
Good news?
What good news?
Jiang Bai’s voice echoed throughout the entire Soul Arena: "That was the cancer on the continent, the culprit who severely injured the former Pope..."
"The Clear Sky Sect has been destroyed!"
His words fell.
The entire arena fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone was stunned.
The Clear Sky Sect? The once number one sect in the world?
Destroyed?
Countless gazes focused on Jiang Bai.
There was shock, there was doubt, there was disbelief.
And...fear!
Jiang Bai ignored those gazes.
He continued, "Therefore, everyone can go all out and unleash your full potential to become the champion of this final."
He paused, then his voice suddenly rose: "Take these nine soul bones home!"
His words fell.
The entire arena erupted once more!
Cheers, gasps, and murmurs mingled together!
Amidst this jubilant crowd,
Three people stood frozen in place.
Those were Tang Yu, Tang Xin, and Tang San, their faces ashen.
Tang San’s body trembled slightly.
His hands were clenched into tight fists.
His nails dug deep into his palms, drawing blood, yet he seemed oblivious.
The Clear Sky Sect... was destroyed?
His father’s sect... was gone?
Those elders... those disciples... were all dead?
Tang San’s mind went blank.
Impossible, impossible...
How could this be?!
He abruptly raised his head, looking at the white-clad figure on the high platform.
The man still wore a smile, calm and collected.
It was as if what he had just announced wasn’t the annihilation of a sect, but a trivial matter.
It was him!
It must be him!
Tang San’s eyes instantly bloodshot, turning crimson!
He wanted to rush forward, wanted to smash that man’s head with the Clear Sky Hammer, wanted to avenge his father, to avenge the Clear Sky Sect.
But he had only taken one step.
When a cold gaze fell upon him.
That gaze, like a tangible pressure, slammed heavily onto him!
"Bang—!!!"
Tang San was forced to his knees!
His knee slammed heavily onto the ground, making a dull thud!
He struggled desperately, trying to stand up, but the pressure was too heavy!
Heavy as a mountain, making it difficult for him to even breathe!
On the high platform, Jiang Bai withdrew his gaze, a slight smile playing on his lips.
This little bug, still trying to jump around?
He ignored Tang San and continued announcing the competition rules.
Tang San, kneeling on the ground, trembled violently, his eyes filled with resentment and humiliation.
The surrounding crowd turned their heads, whispering amongst themselves.
"What’s wrong with this guy?"
"I don’t know, maybe he was provoked by the news about the Clear Sky Sect?"
"I heard he has the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul, maybe he’s a remnant of the Clear Sky Sect..."
"Shh, don’t talk nonsense..."
Those voices, like knives, cut into Tang San’s heart.
His fingernails dug deeply into his palms.
Blood, drop by drop, fell to the ground.
Jiang Bai...
I swear, one day, I will kill you with my own hands!
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Ning Fengzhi sat upright in a comfortable chair, the teacup in his hand trembling slightly, the tea almost spilling.
His face was extremely pale.
His refined face was now filled with shock and unease.
The Clear Sky Sect was gone just like that?
This news struck him like a heavy hammer.
He, Ning Fengzhi, had always used the banner of "the three upper sects being of one spirit and one branch" to navigate between the two great empires, maximizing his own interests.
But now, the Clear Sky Sect was gone.
How could his "one spirit and one branch" remain?
How could it remain?
The Spirit Hall’s power was already at its zenith. Now that the Clear Sky Sect was destroyed, who on this continent could restrain them?
Was the Spirit Hall truly beyond control?
Ning Fengzhi’s fingers gripped the teacup tightly, his knuckles turning white.
Chen Xin, standing beside him, noticed his distress.
He turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Fengzhi, are you alright?"
Hearing Chen Xin’s voice, Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart.
He forced a smile: "Yes... I’m fine."
He put down his teacup, his gaze unconsciously drifting to his daughter sitting beside him.
Ning Rongrong.
She was wearing a long blue dress today, sitting there, watching the arena listlessly.
Since being reprimanded last time, she had become much more obedient.
Ning Fengzhi’s gaze lingered on her for a moment, and a thought suddenly occurred to him.
Although the Clear Sky Sect had been destroyed, there were still three disciples outside.
And right here in Wuhun City!
Tang San, Tang Yu, and Tang Xin.
Those three young men who possessed the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul.
Tang San even knew Rongrong.
If he could bring them back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School...
A glint of light flashed in Ning Fengzhi’s eyes. He hesitated for a moment, then suddenly spoke, "Rongrong."
Ning Rongrong turned to her father, "Dad, what’s wrong?"
Ning Fengzhi asked, "What do you think of that Tang San?"
Ning Rongrong was slightly taken aback.
Tang San?
Of course she remembered that boy.
In Ning Rongrong’s eyes, Tang San was of average appearance, with dark skin, and wouldn’t stand out in a crowd.
But he had a very cute younger sister, Xiao Wu.
Moreover, Tang San was fiercely protective of his sister, showering Xiao Wu with affection; that sibling bond made Ning Rongrong somewhat envious.
Besides that, he was a genius who could create all sorts of strange weapons. Hidden weapons, throwing knives, sleeve arrows—they all looked quite powerful.
And it wasn’t until the competition began that she learned Tang San actually possessed twin martial souls!
His second martial soul was actually the Clear Sky Hammer!
Ning Rongrong was shocked.
She pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "A very talented genius, I suppose."
Ning Fengzhi’s eyes lit up slightly.
"Oh?"
His voice held a hint of surprise.
His little devil, always so arrogant, rarely praised anyone like this.
He continued, "So, what do you feel about him?"
Ning Rongrong thought for a moment, "So-so."
She paused, then added, "Just... nothing special."
Ning Fengzhi’s lips curled into a slight smile.
As long as he didn’t dislike him, that was fine.
So-so? He could cultivate that relationship later.
Feelings could be cultivated.
As long as he could win over those three Clear Sky Sect disciples, he’d use any means necessary.
After all, although the Clear Sky Sect had been destroyed, their Clear Sky Hammer martial soul remained.
Those three young men were all quite talented, especially Tang San, who would at least reach the Title Douluo level in the future.
If he could bring them into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School...
Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement.
He turned his head, leaned close to Chen Xin’s ear, and whispered, "Uncle Sword, I want to take those three Clear Sky Sect disciples away."
Chen Xin raised an eyebrow slightly.
Having followed Ning Fengzhi for so long, he knew exactly what Ning Fengzhi was going to say the moment he made a move.
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