Chapter 115 Ning Fengzhi's Second Test
Ning Fengzhi arrived at Room No. 1 in the Heavenly Class on the mountain and knocked on the door.
The door was opened.
Ning Fengzhi pushed open the door, then closed it behind him, completely shutting out the noise from the outside world.
He walked slowly to the table, scrutinizing the composed young man before him with piercing eyes, and suddenly spoke, his tone carrying a hint of certainty:
"May I ask your full name, young friend? Is it... Ye Liuyun?"
Ye Liuyun did not show much surprise. Although he did not introduce himself, it was not difficult to find him.
Especially intelligent people like Ning Fengzhi.
"Yes." Ye Liuyun raised his head and admitted frankly.
A glint of light flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes.
If he really is the strongest "monster" in the legendary Shrek team, then things become even more intriguing.
To tentatively throw out a topic.
"Since you're a member of Shrek Academy, and the preliminary rounds of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament are now underway, it's a great opportunity to make a name for yourself. Why don't you stay there and participate instead of coming here?"
"Could it be... that he had a fight with Rongrong? If it were just a normal argument, a real man would just back down and not bother coming all the way to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."
At this point, he stopped, his gaze fixed intently on Ye Liuyun's eyes, trying to catch a glimpse of any emotional fluctuation:
"What intrigues me even more is why you attacked my sect's elite disciple just now?"
Ye Liuyun replied calmly:
"They challenged me to a duel. I'm not as skilled as them, so they can't blame me."
"A friendly spar?"
Ning Fengzhi smiled, the smile reaching his eyes.
"But the version I heard is that when they first mocked your background, you didn't even raise an eyelid and completely ignored them. But it was only when they started arguing about who was more qualified to be Rongrong's husband that you took action."
Ye Liuyun was silent for a moment, then met Ning Fengzhi's gaze and did not deny it:
"I don't like their matter-of-fact tone."
He stood up, his voice soft, yet carrying an undeniable firmness:
"What do they take Rongrong for? A trophy to fight over? A pendant to show off their status? Who she likes and who she chooses should be her own decision, not for this group of people to presumptuously rank her."
Upon hearing these words, Ning Fengzhi's opinion of the young man rose even higher.
But he remained noncommittal on the surface, instead shaking his head and adopting the posture of a patriarch:
"Young friend, you are mistaken. Born into a sect or aristocratic family, one's marriage is never a matter of personal choice. The order of parents and the words of matchmakers is the proper way. Rongrong is the future of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, so her other half should naturally be chosen by me, her father, and should naturally conform to the rules of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."
"The heir of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will usually choose a Soul Master to marry, and of course, the most suitable one will be chosen from among the disciples trained by our own school."
As soon as he finished speaking, the gentleness on Ning Fengzhi's face vanished instantly, replaced by an extreme seriousness and decisiveness befitting a sect leader.
He took a sudden step forward, and the oppressive aura of a Soul Saint slammed heavily onto Ye Liuyun:
"Since you care about Rongrong so much, let's change the way we trade."
Ning Fengzhi's gaze was intense as he unleashed his final trump card, uttering each word with deliberate emphasis:
"If you give me the method for evolving your martial soul right now, I can immediately arrange for Rongrong to marry you! I will never go back on my word!"
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
Faced with this temptation, which could drive countless talented young people around the world crazy.
Despite the immense resources of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the position of sect leader, and that stunningly beautiful little princess, not a trace of greed appeared on Ye Liuyun's face.
Almost the instant Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, those two cold words came crashing down like stones:
"no."
The refusal was swift and decisive, without even a second of hesitation.
Ning Fengzhi's eye twitched slightly, seemingly not expecting the other party to refuse so decisively.
His imposing aura didn't diminish; instead, he took a step closer, his gaze sharpening, as if he were a dignified elder whose dignity had been challenged.
"Why? Is it because my Rongrong isn't good enough for you?
"Or perhaps..."
Ning Feng's words were sarcastic.
"The concern you showed before was nothing but pretense. In the face of real interests, so-called feelings are utterly worthless."
Or is he playing hard to get?
Faced with the aggressive attitude of this sect leader of the three upper sects, Ye Liuyun simply looked at him quietly, his eyes so clear they were almost blinding.
"She's fine."
Ye Liuyun spoke calmly, his tone devoid of any humility, only displaying a sense of matter-of-fact composure.
"Precisely because she is good, she is not a commodity, much less a bargaining chip for you to exchange for the secret of martial soul evolution."
"These kinds of things should be decided by the people involved themselves."
"If she is unwilling, even if you give me the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the entire Heaven Dou Empire, I will not marry her; if she is willing, it is only because she is Ning Rongrong, not because of your promise, Ning Fengzhi."
"I reject any arranged marriage."
The room fell into dead silence.
A moment later, the oppressive force that had made it hard to breathe receded like a tide.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
A burst of extremely hearty laughter erupted from Ning Fengzhi's mouth.
He abandoned all his seriousness and calculation, and his gaze towards Ye Liuyun was no longer scrutinizing, but full of admiration and satisfaction.
"Good! What a great idea to 'let her decide for herself'!"
Ning Fengzhi stepped forward, patted Ye Liuyun's shoulder, his eyes full of smiles:
"I must say, just now, as the sect leader, I regretted not being able to obtain the secret; but as a father, I am very fortunate."
He took a deep breath, as if a huge weight had been lifted from his heart:
"If you had agreed just now, even if the deal had been made, I, Ning Fengzhi, would have been willing to break my promise and kill you right here in this courtyard."
"Because a person who would use his future wife as a bargaining chip for personal gain is not worthy of controlling the future of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and will surely betray us in the future. I don't believe you will really give me the method in the future."
"But someone who can resist temptation is different. From now on, I truly believe in you."
Ning Fengzhi opened his folding fan again, resuming his elegant demeanor, a meaningful smile playing on his lips:
"Those kids are talented, but they're still lacking. It's almost impossible for them to win the National Elite Soul Master Tournament this time. The Spirit Hall team is too strong."
Are you sure you don't want to go back and help?
"If you join, winning the championship is not impossible."
Ye Liuyun smiled, not taking the competition seriously.
Even if he wins, he only gets three soul bones. For him, even if he absorbs all three, it will only be a short-term boost.
In the long run, it will definitely be a loss.
The only thing that worried him was whether Xiao Wu would be exposed again this time.
Without Xiancao and Zhu Zhuqing, they probably won't make it to the finals this time.
After all, she had called him "cousin" for many years, so she still cared to some extent.
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