Douluo: Wuhun Seven Killing Sword, Sword Opens the Gate of Heaven

Chapter 73 Prince Xue Qinghe

As soon as Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, the entire sect's ancestral hall fell silent.

It turned out that they all blamed the leader wrongly.

The industries of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect have flourished throughout the Tiandou Empire. Even if it gives up the Tiandou City market, its size is still incomparable to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family and those family chambers of commerce.

Ning Fengzhi took this opportunity to sell low-end, low-quality goods at high prices and made a fortune.

When Qibao Mall is completed, the goods sold there will be brand new.

This matter was carried out in secret by Chen Xin. Not to mention the people in the clan, even the elders of the sect knew about it.

After a moment, a sharp voice broke the silence.

"His Royal Highness is here!"

The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is the Tiandou Empire's national guardian sect. Xue Ye felt uneasy about such a big event happening in the capital, so he sent Xue Qinghe here to invite Ning Fengzhi to the palace for a chat.

"Head, we were wrong in this matter, please don't take it to heart. The ancestor of the clan is old and his illness cannot be delayed. How about we end this clan meeting now and disperse?" An older parent suggested.

Ning Fengzhi said nothing more. He waved his hand, turned around, and left the ancestral hall with Ning Tianchen and the other two.

"Dad, you're so awesome." Ning Rongrong showed a satisfied smile on her face.

The existence of clan power has always been a concern for the sect. Ning Fengzhi's move vaguely has the idea of ​​abolishing the clan power.

All the disciples who joined the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect were one family. Disciples from other families could take up other positions except becoming the Sect Master. This undoubtedly increased the sense of belonging of disciples from other families.

Since the implementation of this system, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect has become increasingly powerful. Ning Fengzhi has now developed the sect to such a prosperity, which can be regarded as a bonus brought by the sect system.

Ning Fengzhi changed his previous aggressive attitude and said in a gentle tone: "Tianchen, I remember you mentioned in the manual that no change is without bloodshed. Although the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect was established by the clan, it takes a lot of resources every year to support the clan."

"Rongrong, Tianchen, when the time is right, the sect must cut off this 'tail'."

This statement proved that Ning Fengzhi had no confidence in completely getting rid of the clan's tail. He wanted to use this to warn Ning Tianchen and the others to continue to fulfill his long-cherished wish when they ascend to the throne in the future.

Ning Tianchen had previously complained about the system within the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. Today, he learned that the people supported by the sect were all from branch families of the sect.

Since Ning Fengzhi is interested in reform, he must fully support him. But his current strength is not enough to be truly convincing.

As for changes, we can only consider them when the time is right.

"Let's stop here. Don't mention this to anyone. Come with me to meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. It may be helpful to you in the future."

Needless to say, Ning Tianchen also wanted to meet the "Crown Prince" of the Tiandou Empire.

……

Xue Qinghe's carriage stopped in front of the sect's main hall. He got off the carriage in person and waited to be received by Ning Fengzhi.

After a while, Ning Fengzhi brought Ning Tianchen and the other person here.

Xue Qinghe walked up to him quickly and bowed to him, "Teacher, you haven't taught me for many days. I'm disturbing you today because I want to ask you to help me with my homework."

Ning Fengzhi smiled and patted his arm, "Qinghe has become much stronger. I think he has made great progress in his soul master training."

"Oh, right, the person behind Ning."

Xue Qinghe's smile widened as he looked at Ning Rongrong, "I haven't seen you for a while. Sister Rongrong is even prettier than before."

Ning Rongrong was very pleased with the compliments. She said excitedly, "Your Highness, please stop teasing me."

Xue Qinghe responded, his eyes falling on the person beside her, "This person must be the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's number one genius that the teacher mentioned - Ning Tianchen, right?"

"Ning Tianchen, I meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. I am ashamed to be called the number one genius." Ning Tianchen said modestly. Xue Qinghe acted very easygoing, "I see that little brother Tianchen has an extraordinary appearance. He will definitely be a pillar of the empire in the future. I am being generous and call you little brother. You can call me brother in the future."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness."

Ning Fengzhi took over the conversation, "This is not the place to talk. Qinghe, let's go into the hall and talk. Rongrong, Tianchen, you should go practice first."

……

After they separated, Ning Tianchen couldn't help but be shocked.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really looks harmless.

But in fact, Xue Qinghe was not a good person. The second and third princes of the Tiandou Empire died at his hands.

Ning Tianchen suddenly missed the days in Shrek Academy. There, at least there was no intrigue.

After returning to the sect this time, Ning Fengzhi intended to delegate power to him, which made him feel more pressured.

"Brother Tianchen, do you regret returning to the sect?" Looking at his expression, Ning Rongrong revealed a bitter smile on her face.

She also felt the pressure from the sect.

Now thinking about it, college life is so wonderful.

"I'm afraid that we won't be able to relax before we land at Qibao Academy."

With a sigh, Ning Tianchen said, "Rongrong, Grandpa will check my training results tonight. Douhun may not be able to catch up, so tell Xiao Ao and the others."

Ning Rongrong's face changed slightly, and she pouted, "There's a lantern festival in the city tonight, and I want Brother Tianchen to accompany me."

Ning Tianchen then remembered that tonight was Tiandou City’s annual lantern festival.

However, the sect is in full swing of industrial optimization, and Chen Xin only has free time tonight to check his practice results, so it is difficult to refuse.

But Rongrong is here.
After a moment's silence, he said, "I'm sorry, Rongrong, Grandpa is very busy recently, and I can't adjust the time at will. Well, compared to the Lantern Festival in Tiandou City, I know a place where the Lantern Festival is much more lively than Tiandou City."

After all, Tiandou City was under the emperor's feet, so the scale of the lantern festival was strictly limited. When the flying lanterns reached a certain height, they would be smashed by the imperial guards patrolling in the sky at night.

"Where?" Ning Rongrong blinked, with a strong desire to know.

"The lantern festival in Yelin City is unique in Douluo Continent. If we have a chance in the future, let's go to enjoy the lantern festival together. It will be our compensation for our absence this time."

Ning Rongrong then raised her head in satisfaction, "Then let's make it clear, you are not allowed to lie to Rongrong, let's make a promise."

"We are not children anymore, so let's not make a pinky promise." Ning Tianchen was stunned.

In fact, he didn't know when he would be free to go to Yellin City.

In the next two years or so, the focus must be on the Soul Master Competition. It is impossible to delay training for a lantern festival.

"I don't dare to make a pinky promise. Brother Tianchen must be deceiving Rongrong!" Ning Rongrong crossed her arms in front of her chest and pretended to be angry.

“Okay, okay, let’s pinky promise.” Ning Tianchen had no choice but to agree.

"Hang yourself on a hook and you won't be allowed to change for a hundred years!"

Ning Rongrong looked happy, "Brother Tianchen, don't lie to me. You promised to take me there, don't go back on your word."

Perhaps knowing that she would not be free later, she did not choose to ask for the specific time.

(End of this chapter)