Ning Wen opened his mouth, preparing to say something else.
Right on schedule, the voice pack went live.
[Hmph!
Hypocrite!] [Keep pretending.] [Go on.
Keep pretending.] [Let’s see how long you can keep it up!] Ning Wen: ??
Ning Fengzhi: ??
Chen Xin: ??
[The circumstances may be somewhat different, but in my previous life, you people deceived me in exactly the same way.] [I believed you.
Like an idiot, I opened my heart and treated you as my family, thinking that I had finally found a home.] [Faced with one injustice after another, I endured it again and again.] The voice of the voice pack lowered slightly.
The lofty coldness from before faded, replaced by a trace of sorrow so faint that it was almost impossible to detect.
[And what happened in the end?] [Just because of a few words from your foolish daughter and because she allied herself with that seemingly pure and righteous Tang San, who was actually the most hypocritical double-standard bastard imaginable, you wanted to kill me, and you even kept claiming that everything was for the sake of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!] [Even that stubborn old fool, Gu Rong, had suggested eliminating Tang San, the son of Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao, before he had a chance to grow.] [But the facts proved that you were nothing more than a joke, a sucker who kept getting treated like a cash crop by your so-called allies, over and over again, while still smiling and thanking them.] [Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, the two pillars that held up the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, died one after another because of this.
The hidden weapons you spent a fortune acquiring were utterly worthless before the soul tools I developed.] [From that point onward, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect fell into complete decline!] [After I became a god, I killed Tang San on the spot.
At least that could be considered revenge for you.] [But whatever happens to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect after that has nothing to do with me!] Ning Wen subconsciously glanced at Ning Fengzhi.
Although the voice pack was somewhat ridiculous, he had to admit that, strictly speaking, it wasn’t entirely wrong.
Even in the original story, Ning Fengzhi, the so-called angel investor, was probably the biggest sucker after Poison Douluo Dugu Bo.
For Tang San’s sake, he repeatedly clashed with Spirit Hall.
The two guardian Douluo, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, even died because of Tang San.
Meanwhile, Tang San focused solely on expanding his own power and didn’t care in the slightest about the survival of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
In the end, Ning Fengzhi didn’t gain anything from it.
Well, saying he gained absolutely nothing wasn’t entirely accurate.
At the very least, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect eventually changed its name to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Although the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul itself wasn’t passed down.
But that aside, fortunately, this damned voice could only be heard by him.
If Ning Fengzhi and the others could hear it, wouldn’t they be furious?
And that was indeed the case.
“I’m a joke?” Ning Fengzhi’s fingers clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
He couldn’t believe that he, a man who had always prided himself on his intelligence, would ultimately make such a disastrous deal.
No.
Calling it a disastrous deal was far too mild.
He had been sold and had even helped the seller count the money!
To be honest, Ning Fengzhi desperately wanted to believe that all of this was nothing more than Ning Wen’s wild imagination.
But the name Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao was obviously not something a brat who had grown up in a tiny village could possibly know.
Of course, there was a possibility that Ning Wen had happened to hear the name Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao somewhere and had unconsciously constructed such a scenario in his mind.
However, that possibility was extremely small.
And the suggestion to eliminate Tang San before he could grow also fit Uncle Bone’s personality perfectly.
After all, Gu Rong might appear carefree, cynical, and indifferent, but in reality, he was extremely calculating and possessed a deep loyalty to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Many of the sect’s more unsavory affairs were handled by him.
“It seems that from now on, I need to focus our intelligence network on finding Tang Hao’s whereabouts.
We also need to maintain closer contact with the Moon Pavilion.” Ning Fengzhi silently made up his mind.
Even if there were only a one-in-ten-thousand chance of this future coming true, he would never allow the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to decline under his watch.
At the same time, Chen Xin’s expression had also darkened.
“Uncle Ning, Grandpa Sword, you two look a little pale.
Are you all right?” Ning Wen asked in confusion.
“We’re a little carsick.” Ning Fengzhi quickly composed himself and forced a smile.
At this point, they absolutely couldn’t let Ning Wen know that they could hear his inner thoughts.
“That’s right…
just a little carsick.” Chen Xin stiffly echoed him.
Ning Wen was completely baffled.
Even a Soul Saint and a Titled Douluo could get carsick.
But he didn’t think too much about it.
Douluo was famous for its ridiculously fantastical setting.
So what if they got carsick?
Even the Dragon Slayers in those other worlds got motion sickness from riding transportation!
“Come on.
I’ll show you around your new home!” Ning Fengzhi smiled and changed the subject.
The moment they entered the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, a magnificent and luxurious sight unfolded before them.
The entire sect had been built against the mountains, with towering and spacious structures rising majestically into the sky.
The ceilings were incredibly high and embedded with countless fragments of luminous spirit jade, casting a soft, warm glow throughout the surroundings without the need for lamps.
The ground was paved with entire slabs of polished black jade, smooth enough to reflect everything like a mirror.
As people walked across them, their reflections appeared clearly upon the surface.
Pavilions and towers stretched across the grounds, their upturned eaves covered entirely with translucent glazed tiles.
Sunlight spilled across them, producing dazzling streams of multicolored light.
Ning Wen’s eyes widened, looking like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.
And in truth, he really hadn’t.
In his previous life, even the five-star hotels he had stayed in while traveling on business with his boss looked crude compared to this place.
Even the extravagant mansions depicted in television dramas couldn’t compare to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect’s residence in the slightest.
As expected of the wealthiest sect on the entire continent.
There was only one word to describe it.
Luxurious.
Seeing Ning Wen’s astonished expression, Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin exchanged a glance and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Now that was the reaction they expected!
Exactly.
How could this kid possibly be the reincarnation of a God King?
Everything was most likely just his wild imagination.
Yes.
It had to be.
But in the very next moment, that cold, indifferent voice sounded once again.
[So vulgar.
I never imagined that I had actually lived in a place like this for more than ten years in my previous life.
Thinking about it, I really have to admire myself.] [The divine palaces where I once stayed, even temporarily, had all been personally forged by the God of Blacksmithing and the God of Craftsmen.
Immortal energy surrounded them, while divine light cascaded from the heavens.
How could such magnificent scenery possibly be compared to this mortal world?] [My favorite thing to do back then was lie on top of my divine palace and watch the ever-changing clouds.] [Sometimes they surged like rolling waves.
Other times they resembled a serene beauty.
Every transformation was without pattern, yet each one inspired endless imagination.] [Forget it.
There’s no point saying all this to you mortals.
I’d better think about how to become stronger as quickly as possible and reclaim my position as God King!] Ning Wen rolled his eyes.
Bro, we get it.
You’re amazing!
Do you really have to show off every second?
And you’re looking down on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?
What did you live in during your previous life?
A doghouse?
Wait…
According to the way you’re describing it, it probably wasn’t even as good as a doghouse.
The corner of Ning Fengzhi’s mouth twitched.
Even with his excellent self-control, he now had the urge to swear.
The sect residence he was so proud of had actually been belittled as worthless.
Still, when he remembered that this little fellow might genuinely be the reincarnation of a God King, he took a deep breath and swallowed his anger.
Chen Xin, on the other hand, was much calmer.
His entire life had been devoted to cultivating swordsmanship.
He pursued the ultimate realm of the sword and had never cared much about material possessions.
Even his decision to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had nothing to do with resources, status, or power.
It was simply because the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had once shown him kindness.
“Xiao Wen, you’ve been sitting in the carriage for quite some time.
You must be tired.” Ning Fengzhi quickly adjusted his mindset, once again wearing that warm, gentle smile.
“I’ll have someone prepare a room for you.
Get some rest.
We can talk about everything else later.” “Okay, Uncle Ning.” Ning Wen obediently nodded.
Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
If he kept listening to this voice, he was afraid he would eventually have a mental breakdown.
“Old Wang!
Find a room near my residence and have Xiao Wen move in.” Ning Fengzhi turned to the old man silently following behind them and gave his instructions.
Hearing this, a strange look flashed across Old Wang’s face.
One had to know that Ning Fengzhi’s residence was located in the very heart of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Even the sect’s core disciples weren’t qualified to live there.
At present, only Ning Fengzhi and his daughter Ning Rongrong, along with Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, lived in that area.
Yet this country boy who had obviously just been brought back from the countryside was being allowed to move in on his very first day.
It seemed his earlier guess had indeed been correct.
This little fellow really was the Clan Master’s illegitimate son.
But why had he only been brought back now?
As the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi naturally couldn’t have had only one wife, nor could Ning Rongrong have been his only child.
It was just that compared to the exceptionally talented Ning Rongrong, his other sons could only be described as mediocre.
“Yes.” Old Wang respectfully nodded before turning to Ning Wen with a warm smile.
“Young Master Wen, this way, please.” “Grandpa Wang, just call me Xiao Wen.” “How could I do that?” As the two gradually walked away, Chen Xin looked toward Ning Fengzhi.
“Fengzhi, I’ll go check on Rongrong.” Unexpectedly, Ning Fengzhi shook his head and raised a hand to stop him.
Chen Xin halted in his tracks, his sword-like brows drawing together slightly.
“Uncle Sword, you and Uncle Bone spoil that girl Rongrong too much.” Ning Fengzhi wore an exasperated expression.
It was true that he doted on his daughter, but he was still relatively restrained.
At the very least, when Ning Rongrong did something wrong, he would still scold her.
Chen Xin and Gu Rong were different.
They spoiled her without the slightest bottom line.
The moment Ning Rongrong’s eyes turned red and she put on a pitiful expression, the two of them would immediately soften.
With two Titled Douluo protecting her, there were times when even Ning Fengzhi could do nothing about it.
“Who says we’re spoiling Rongrong?
You’ve only seen the playful side of her.
You haven’t seen how obedient she can be.” Chen Xin immediately became somewhat displeased.
“Fengzhi, you don’t actually believe that kid’s nonsense, do you?” “To be honest, I don’t want to believe it either.” After a moment of silence, Ning Fengzhi gave a bitter smile.
“But tell me this—how does he know the names of Tang Hao and Uncle Bone?” Chen Xin opened his mouth, but when the words reached his lips, he couldn’t utter a single one.
Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao and Bone Douluo Gu Rong were obviously not people a child who had spent his entire life in a small village without even a soul master could possibly know.
Not to mention that Tang Hao and the Clear Sky Sect had already become taboo subjects among the vast majority of soul masters because of Spirit Hall.
“Uncle Sword, whether it’s true or not, you and Uncle Bone can’t keep spoiling Rongrong like this.” Ning Fengzhi’s tone was firm.
“It won’t do her any good in the future.” “If Rongrong starves herself into something serious, I’ll hold you responsible!” Chen Xin snorted coldly and turned to leave.
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