Chapter 9 The Truth Revealed
Name: Ning Huan
[Age: Approaching 12]
[Spirit: Spirit Empowerment Platform]
[Innate Soul Power: Unknown, suspected to be at full soul power (It has been found that the deacon in charge deliberately skipped the test due to prejudice, and has now been removed)]
[Characteristics: Prefers quiet, has a unique way of thinking, and is easily swayed by gentle persuasion but not by force]
He has little interest in ordinary things, but is extremely efficient at execution.
He hates trouble, so he usually takes action early, for example: ...
[Hobbies: Collecting materials from soul beasts and relics of the dead, such as deer antlers, bear fur, spider venom, and fragments of clothing...]
He has unique standards for treating people, being extremely kind to his own people (certified as a steward of Tianluo City), but ruthless and decisive in dealing with enemies (he has secretly killed several people who were hostile to him and left their bodies to rot in the wilderness)].
[Sect Affiliation: Orphan; his parents were originally deacons of the Soul Sect, a collateral branch of the sect. Nine years ago, they died while hunting for Soul Rings in the Star Dou Great Forest due to a soul beast rampage.]
[Experience: Parents died when he was three years old; after awakening his Spirit at the age of six, he was sent to Tianluo City...]
[Note: The above viewpoints are derived from multiple intelligence analyses.]
Everyone was quite surprised to see the densely packed words in their hands.
"This kid... he's got some weirdness about him!"
Reading through the intelligence in one glance, Feng Douluo was the first to finish, and his tone was quite surprised.
Then he recalled Ning Hao's bold guess and felt a sense of agreement.
"However, there's one thing I don't understand: his strange... peculiar hobbies, coupled with the needs of cultivation."
"If I add all of these, it would take at least a million gold soul coins over six years."
"Without the support of the sect, where did he get so much money?"
Upon hearing this, both Sword Douluo and his companion raised their heads, staring intently at their Sect Master.
Unfortunately, Ning Hao, who is usually resourceful, shook his head this time, looking quite helpless.
"The source of the money is unknown, but it is highly likely related to the sect."
"Otherwise, Ning Huan would have no reason to suddenly make such a big fuss about returning to the sect."
The ambiguous answer left everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.
After chatting for so long, they still couldn't tell whether he was friend or foe?
The discussion reached a stalemate, and the atmosphere in the attic suddenly became quiet.
However, at that moment, Ning Tian, who was still engrossed in the intelligence in her hand, suddenly let out a soft laugh.
It immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.
"Father, three seniors, Tian'er feels that you may be overthinking things."
Seeing the three seniors' burning gazes, her father's eyes were filled with expectation.
Ning Tian consciously suppressed her smile and then clearly and logically explained her personal views.
"The fact that Ning Huan was able to hide in such a small place for six years without being discovered is enough to show that he was not a stupid person."
"So he must have anticipated that this trip back to the sect would arouse suspicion."
"Even so, he still chose to come back. In Tian'er's view, there are only two possibilities."
At this point, Ning Tian held up two fingers, and a shrewdness and confidence far beyond that of her peers suddenly appeared on her delicate face.
"First, he believes he can justify his actions after the match."
"Secondly, he has a force behind him that the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School absolutely cannot contend with at present."
"In other words, if we can be on good terms with him, it won't be a bad thing for the sect no matter what happens next."
"That's right! It's true that those involved are often blinded by their own perspective! Ning Huan's return to the sect already says a lot!"
Then, Shield Guardian Douluo grinned and slapped Wind Douluo hard with his fan-like hand, causing him to writhe in pain.
"Old Shield, you can be excited as you are, but why are you hitting me like that!"
"Haha, I'm just happy!"
"Get out of here gracefully!"
Just as the three retainers lowered their guard and joked around, Ning Hao slowly bent down, his face showing satisfaction.
"Tian'er, since you believe Ning Huan has no hostility towards the sect, and you need to find out his true strength, if you were the Sect Master of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, what would you do?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Sword Douluo and the others, who had been chatting and laughing, immediately shut their mouths.
The noise from the fighting affected the Sect Master's test of the next generation of successors.
On the other side, Ning Tian lowered her head and pondered for a long time after hearing this.
Only after the crowd in the distant martial arts arena had dispersed did Ning Tian finally speak with a slight hesitation about her long-planned idea.
"How about changing the original elimination rounds into a team competition?"
"Hahaha! As expected of my daughter!"
Ning Hao burst into laughter, his eyes revealing boundless satisfaction.
The last lingering resentment in his heart had mostly dissipated.
So what if the successor of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School is a girl, as long as she can lead it to eternal existence!
Ultimately, the lineage of a sect is more important than anything else.
"It just so happens that I, the Sect Master, also want to see just how talented Ning Huan really is, and what kind of trump cards he holds."
"Only then would they dare to act so recklessly under the very nose of such a powerful sect!"
"The Sect Master is wise!"
Wind Douluo and Shield Douluo responded in a timely manner.
Only Sword Douluo stood there with a complicated expression, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.
Why do I always have this feeling that a great calamity is about to befall me?
...
"What did you say?!"
The next morning, a sudden roar shattered the tranquility of the early hour.
A dozen or so birds hurriedly flapped their wings and darted quickly into the sky.
It was as if if they were a step too slow, they would be devoured by the terrifying thing behind them.
"Why are you only telling me about such an important matter now!"
"Young Master Ning, I didn't expect the higher-ups to change the competition format at the last minute..."
Hearing the irritating question in his ear, Ning Zhen had no way to express his bitterness.
In fact, the moment he learned of this, he understood what the higher-ups were thinking.
It's simply a matter of wanting to see the limits of the person in front of them.
Of course, if it's just a matter of changing the mode, it's not a big problem.
But why did they drag him into their mess?!
Now look what's happened! After all that effort, he finally managed to leave a good impression on this little devil.
In the end, their shady tactics ruined everything.
bitter!
It's so bitter!
Ning Zhen felt increasingly aggrieved as he thought about it, and tears welled up in his eyes, which disgusted Ning Huan.
"Alright, alright! This isn't your fault!"
"Moreover, I should have realized that, without violating the rules, a free-for-all was the only way the higher-ups could think of to spy on me."
"However, they probably miscalculated one thing..."
At this point, Ning Huan stood up and strode towards the door, his aura as a level 43 Soul Sect clearly visible.
The faint aura of the Seven Kill Sword emanating from his body nearly made Ning Zhen's jaw drop.
"They can only play the cards I'm dealt!"
...
A moment later...
Ning Huan stood alone at the edge of the arena, facing the gazes of the other thirty-one people a hundred meters away.
In a daze, recalling the experience of being the center of attention just now, a rare hint of helplessness appeared in his usually calm eyes.
"It seems that the change in the pattern has given these little guys hope of defeating me."
"I wonder if Mu En, during his Soul Sect days, could have defeated more than twenty Great Soul Masters and three Soul Elders working together..."
After saying that, he glanced casually at the packed stands around him and his eyes narrowed slightly.
'The number of people is at least three times more than yesterday, did everyone come...?'
Given this number, it's difficult to guarantee that there aren't spies from outside forces involved.
'Never mind, Ning Hao isn't useless, he knows what to do... Hmm? Coming!'
The sight of several figures appearing at the highest point of the stands made Ning Huan's heart skip a beat, and he quickly suppressed all his complicated thoughts.
"The Sect Master has arrived!"
"Disciple *** greets Sect Master!"
In an instant, the passionate shouts converged, roaring across the entire sky like a giant wave.
Ning Huan was no exception.
It wasn't that he wanted to shout, it was just that his position was too conspicuous.
Hundreds of eyes were on him!
Especially...
[end of the chapter ]