From the forest not far from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, a roar could be heard from time to time. Sword Douluo tried to loosen Bone Douluo's bones, but Bone Douluo refused to give in, and then...
"Tianming, what do you think of the current situation on the continent?"
Ning Fengzhi knew that his future son-in-law was a hidden talent with a high IQ, despite his usual playboy-like demeanor.
"The Spirit Hall's dominance is unstoppable. Honestly, I don't want to be their enemy."
"The Haotian Sect has sealed its mountains. The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect aren't strong enough to fight the Spirit Hall. As for the Tiandou Imperial Family, well, forget it. The Xingluo Empire is powerful but has a ruthless heart. Collaborating with them is tantamount to courting disaster."
Yu Tianming added in his mind, "I want to surrender."
The two heirs of the gods, a spokesperson for the gods, and over 25 Titled Douluo on the other side... In the eyes of ordinary spirit masters, the Spirit Hall is righteous. Fighting against the Spirit Hall is unreasonable. It's unjustified. The Spirit Hall holds the moral high ground.
The two empires and the major sects are short-sighted and have no advantage over the Spirit Hall. First, regarding spirit awakening. The Spirit Hall helps ordinary people awaken their spirits for free, but the annual cost is enormous, even exceeding the subsidies given to low-level spirit masters.
The two empires also provided subsidies for low-level spirit masters. Well... they were forced to by the Spirit Hall, so they had to pay even if they didn't want to.
However, the two empires were unwilling to help ordinary people awaken their spirits, because too many spirit masters would challenge the status of the aristocracy.
Similarly, if too many spirit masters were available, their nobility would no longer exist, and the major sects were unwilling to help ordinary people awaken their spirits.
They were even unwilling to share the most basic knowledge of spirit cultivation with ordinary spirit masters.
Yu Xiaogang was disliked and hated because he compiled and released this knowledge.
In recent years, the Spirit Hall has been making subtle moves. The Xingluo Empire didn't care, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect was fearful, but the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the Snowy Night Emperor were terrified.
A few years ago, Bibi Dong's appearance brought with her a dozen Titled Douluo, with the lowest cultivation level at level 93. In terms of combat power, they vastly outclassed even Dugu Bo, who was then poisoned.
Sometimes Ning Fengzhi woke up in the middle of the night, frightened and sweating. The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's weaknesses were too great. If war broke out, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect would be powerless to resist.
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were indeed powerful, but the Spirit Hall had too many Titled Douluos, so many that even the entire continent combined couldn't match them.
"Well, you're right. Alas, five years ago, I wanted to fight the Spirit Hall to the death, but the Haotian Sect lost its nerve. Now... sigh."
In just five years, the Spirit Hall's strength had more than doubled, leaving Ning Fengzhi with a bitter taste in his mouth.
Bibi Dong's abilities far surpassed those of the previous Pope, Qian Xunji. Ning Fengzhi had a premonition that a battle would occur within twenty years.
This was why he devoted all his energy to training Xue Qinghe. Yu Tianming really wanted to tell his father-in-law, "Your prized disciple is a traitor!"
In the original novel, Ning Fengzhi's years of planning went to waste. His patron saint died, and the new emperor, Xue Beng, turned to lick the feet of God King Tang, leaving the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect completely destitute.
To put it nicely, his daughter, Ning Rongrong, had achieved divine status. To put it bluntly, what difference was there between the second-level deity, the Nine-Colored Goddess, and a dog in the divine realm?
Yu Tianming would rather go to the Conferred God Realm and hang out with Tongtian Patriarch than lick the feet of God King Tang.
Pah, disgusting!
............
The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's back hall!
"Sister, sister, sisters, A'man is here!"
A group of beautiful ladies were chatting in the vast garden. A lady in a red dress ran in, her expression excited. She ran to the front of the group and spoke breathlessly.
Yu Tianming, pen name A'man!
Literary writer, representative works include "Bronze Soul Emperor Anti-Inflammatory Medicine" and "Human vs. Dog vs. Ye Soul Emperor," among other must-read erotic novels for women. Yu Aman was a household name among the noble ladies.
"Where is Aman?"
The most beautiful of the noble ladies hurriedly asked. Her name was Ning Nanyan, the mistress of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Rongrong's biological mother, Ning Fengzhi's legal wife, and Yu Aman's mother-in-law.
If there were one word to describe Ning Nanyan, it would be "smooth"!
She had a gentle and elegant demeanor, a perfectly curvaceous figure, and every move exuded the sweetness of a peach.
"Aman is discussing important matters with his wife."
The noble lady in the red dress was Ning Fengzhi's concubine, and she dared not hide anything from Ning Nanyan.
Ning Nanyan had previously said that she would notify her immediately if she discovered Yu Tianming was visiting the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.
"What's he up to again?"
Ning Nanyan complained, and the other ladies nearby expressed their dissatisfaction.
Five years ago, Ning Fengzhi returned from the Haotian Sect a changed man. He became obsessed with scheming, bringing Xue Qinghe to various events daily, his mind completely focused on cultivating her.
He neglected his concubines in the backyard, and five years of widowhood had left them ravenous and thirsty.
Both mentally and physically, he suffered severe trauma, until Yu Aman suddenly appeared.
In just a month, Yu Aman became famous among the noble ladies.
He was handsome, strong, exceptionally gifted, of noble birth, and possessed extraordinary stamina, capable of seduce ten noble ladies in one night with plenty left over.
Ning Fengzhi's concubines had long coveted him, but their status made it difficult to pursue him. Ning Nanyan had tried to force herself on him the last time, but was rejected, which made Yu Tianming wary.
"Sister, I have a plan," said a noble lady in a yellow dress, pulling out a mysterious pill.
"Sister, what I mean is..."
Ning Nanyan's eyes lit up. Using medicine wasn't out of the question; the problem was how to administer it.
"Ask Rongrong for help," someone else suggested.
"Let Rongrong administer the medicine?"
This... was so despicable. But I liked it. Ning Nanyan gritted her teeth and agreed.
The women all smiled with satisfaction.