That was his precious daughter, Ning Rongrong.
The two quietly retreated to a shadowy corner of the tent.
Most of the Shrek Academy students and teachers around were still immersed in the shock and loss, and no one noticed the strange behavior of the father and daughter.
"Rongrong".
Ning Fengzhi lowered his voice, his tone conveying a sense of urgency that time was of the essence.
"Take a closer look at that Qianyu."
Ning Rongrong blinked her bright, lively eyes, somewhat puzzled.
"Dad, I've seen him. He... is really strong, and he's much better looking than Third Brother."
She spoke frankly, her eyes even carrying a hint of longing unique to young girls.
The man who stood deep within the Jixia Academy, making Empress Haiyue and Empress Wu Zetian willingly play second fiddle, possessed an aura that was enough to captivate any woman in the world.
Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with a glint of determination.
"It's not just about looking good."
"Think about it, since he is Bibi Dong's ex-husband, it means he is single now. Don't you see the opportunity in that?"
Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, then her pretty face flushed slightly.
"Dad, what are you saying..."
Ning Fengzhi, however, was not in the mood for jokes. He analyzed the situation with a serious expression:
"You know the predicament of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. The flaws in our martial souls have always been our biggest pain."
"This Qianyu is capable of establishing the Jixia Academy, mastering the ingenious mechanical arts of the Mo Family City, and even subduing a powerful figure like Haiyue who controls the power of the moon. The resources and secret techniques he possesses are definitely beyond our imagination."
Ning Fengzhi paused here, his tone becoming even more seductive.
"There were rumors before that Qianyu possessed a divine artifact that could evolve a martial soul."
"If you can gain his favor, perhaps... your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda really has a chance to evolve into a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"
Ning Rongrong's breathing quickened instantly.
Nine-Jeweled Glazed Pagoda.
That was her lifelong dream, and also the long-cherished wish of generations of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
"But...would someone as strong as him even look at me?"
Ning Rongrong muttered something without much confidence, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes.
Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly and reached out to pat his daughter's head.
"Silly girl, have some confidence in yourself."
"You are the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. In terms of appearance and family background, where are you lacking?"
"Moreover, even heroes have always found it hard to resist the charms of a beautiful woman."
"And Dad can tell that you're not averse to this kind of strong man, right?"
The image of that white-clad figure on the gold list flashed through Ning Rongrong's mind once again.
The man stood with his hands behind his back, as if the whole world was at his feet.
That sense of security, that domineering aura, is something that a support-type Soul Master like Oscar simply cannot provide.
If I could marry a man like that...
Who will dare to bully the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in the future?
Even the Spirit Hall would probably have to show them some respect out of respect for Qian Yu.
"Um..."
Ning Rongrong responded softly, her eyes gradually brightening, gleaming with a light called ambition.
"If I could really marry him, I wouldn't have to live in fear all the time."
"Besides, having such a powerful husband to protect you sounds really impressive."
The father and daughter spoke in hushed tones, but to someone paying attention, it sounded like a thunderclap.
In the shadows behind the tents.
Oscar gripped the sausage tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white from the force.
His face was ashen, even tinged with a bluish tinge.
He heard it.
I could hear it perfectly clearly.
Rongrong... she actually fell for him?
Just because Qianyu is strong?
Just because Qianyu is good-looking?
Even Ning Fengzhi, who usually praised me highly, now wants to sell his daughter to someone else as soon as he sees someone stronger.
A strong sense of humiliation welled up in my heart.
But he dared not utter a sound, and could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger, turning away silently, his back view appearing particularly desolate and forlorn.
On the other side...
Yu Xiaogang, who was already in a terrible mood, happened to be passing by.
He did not hear the specific content of the conversation between Ning Fengzhi and his daughter.
However, the whispers of the Shrek Academy students around him were like poisonous thorns, constantly piercing his ears.
"That Chiyu is so handsome!"
"So strong, and the dean of Jixia Academy, he's practically perfect."
"Compared to Qianyu, we are indeed a bit... cough cough."
"Sigh, Bibi Dong is really blind. She doesn't want such a good man and insists on pursuing a career."
Every word of praise for Qianyu was, to Yu Xiaogang, a mockery.
Every word of praise for Qianyu seemed to be a reminder that Yu Xiaogang was a good-for-nothing.
Especially when it's mentioned that Bibi Dong "went blind".
Yu Xiaogang felt as if his face had been ripped off, thrown on the ground, and stomped on.
"Enough!"
He roared inwardly.
He clenched his fists so tightly that his fingernails dug deep into his palms, drawing blood.
He couldn't accept it.
Qianyu, who was once looked down upon by everyone, now stands on the clouds, receiving the worship of the world.
But Yu Xiaogang still has to endure the bitterness of failure here.
"A bunch of shallow people!"
Yu Xiaogang squeezed out these words through gritted teeth, his face turning a deep liver color.
He couldn't stay there any longer.
With a sudden flick of his sleeve, Yu Xiaogang turned and walked away in a fit of rage, staggering and almost tripping over a stone on the ground, looking utterly disheveled.
He really didn't expect that.
This Qianyu was hiding his true abilities so well!
It was so deep that it drove him to despair!
...
Martial Soul City, Elder Hall.
Beneath that enormous six-winged angel statue stood several terrifying figures.
The elderly man at the head of the group, with his brilliant golden hair and deep eyes, was none other than the Grand Elder, Qian Daoliu.
At this moment, this peerless powerhouse, who had stood at the pinnacle of this continent for nearly a century, was looking up at the sky, his expression incredibly fascinating.
shock.
stunned.
There was even a hint of bewilderment in their eyes.
"Jixia Academy..."
Qian Daoliu's voice was somewhat hoarse.
He gazed at the endless palaces in the scene, at the Mo family's mechanical city suspended in the air, and at the glorious Tang Dynasty where all nations paid tribute.
"Miaoyin Pavilion, Haiyue Empire, Tang Dynasty Empire, Mo Family City..."
"These forces are completely unknown to me."
"But the foundation they demonstrate, any one of them, is probably no less than that of the two great empires, and could even rival my Spirit Hall."
"And now, the Golden List is telling me that these are merely subordinate forces of the Jixia Academy?"
Standing behind Qian Daoliu, Golden Crocodile Douluo also stared wide-eyed, his beard trembling.
"Great Master, this...this is terrifying."
"How could such a colossal behemoth be hidden on the mainland?"
"Our Spirit Hall's intelligence network spans the entire world, yet we knew absolutely nothing about this!"
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