Chapter 265. Feng Zhi Sends His Wife Away.
In the Spirit Hall's soul bone warehouse, Qian Xunji emptied out all the soul bones over 100,000 years old.
The warehouse was enormous, the kind that would seem like too much grain, yet it was overflowing with soul bones.
"Good heavens, truly good heavens! I used to think 100,000-year soul bones were incredibly rare, but seeing these now, I suddenly regret that I absorbed them too late," Tian'e said.
"Tian'e, if it weren't for your soul bones, how would you have obtained the 100,000-year ninth ring? Without this 100,000-year ninth ring, you'll be limited by your future achievements," Bibi Dong said.
While there were many 100,000-year soul bones, for the elders, who had already absorbed soul bones to varying degrees, it was actually awkward.
"Considering Tian'e's service to the Spirit Hall, I can help you replace these soul bones," Qian Xunji said.
"Oh, really?" Tian'e said, "Don't try to fool me."
"First, Tian'e, after absorbing better soul bones, are you capable of breaking through to the Limit Douluo level?" Qian Xunji didn't take out a soul bone replacement card, but asked instead. Tian'e said, "Don't even mention absorbing six super soul bones. If I had a full set of 100,000-year soul bones, reaching the Limit Douluo level would be just around the corner."
"Alright." Qian Xunji took out a soul bone replacement card and used it on Tian'e.
Most of Tian'e's soul bones were 10,000-year soul bones, the only best one being the soul bone dropped by the 100,000-year soul beast when he obtained his ninth ring.
These soul bones were peeled off Tian'e's body without damage.
After feeling his soul bones being peeled off, Tian'e couldn't help but exclaim, "What amazing methods!"
"Lord Tian'e, you can choose six soul bones that suit you from among them," Qian Xunji said.
"Then I won't be polite," Tian'e said without any hesitation.
While there's a time limit for absorbing spirit rings, there's no such limit for absorbing spirit bones. Tian'e specifically targeted spirit bones over 500,000 years old, quickly amassing six sets of ferocious beast spirit bones.
Besides Tian'e, other elders also came upon hearing the news, replacing their own spirit bones with these 100,000-year spirit bones.
The benefits of 100,000-year spirit bones to the elders were immense.
In the following years, the elders' strength increased successively. Xiong Shi, Qing Luan, and Guang Ling all broke through from level 97 to level 98, while Tian'e Douluo advanced to Limit Douluo, and Qian Jun Jiang Mo and another elder advanced one level.
As for Qian Daoliu, although he also replaced some of his spirit bones, he was already a Limit Douluo, with no other path to advancement except becoming a god.
Qian Xunji also introduced a reward mechanism within the Elder Hall for these 100,000-year spirit beasts, using the advantage of 100,000-year spirit beast spirit bones to motivate the elders.
What the outside world didn't know was that in a short period, the Spirit Hall's strength had increased several times over.
If they knew, they would be devastated.
Meanwhile, after Ning Fengzhi returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he told Luo Ningshui about Ning Rongrong's situation.
"What did you say? Our daughter has become a hostage of the Spirit Hall?" Luo Ningshui said in shock.
"Alas, who would have thought Qian Xunji would be so shameless?" Ning Fengzhi said angrily.
Luo Ningshui looked at Ning Fengzhi and advised, "Fengzhi, tell me, what are we trying to achieve by constantly seeking to be enemies with the Spirit Hall? Haven't we maintained a peaceful relationship with the Spirit Hall all these years?"
"What am I trying to achieve?" Ning Fengzhi said to Luo Ningshui, "I'm after the inheritance of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. If we don't prepare early, once the Spirit Hall becomes powerful enough that no one can stand against it, once the Spirit Hall reveals its ambitions, can the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School escape its clutches?"
"What about Rongrong?" Luo Ningshui said, "Keeping her in the Spirit Hall is too much for that girl."
"Ningshui, there's only one way to get the Spirit Hall to release Rongrong," Ning Fengzhi said.
"What way?" Luo Ningshui asked.
"You go and replace Rongrong, becoming a hostage of the Spirit Hall," Ning Fengzhi said with a conflicted expression.
"I…" Luo Ningshui trembled.
Knowing that the infamous "Thousand Thief, Good Wife" was already renowned throughout the Douluo Continent, the consequences of becoming a hostage at the Spirit Hall were unimaginable.
But thinking of Rongrong, as a mother, how could she allow her daughter to be imprisoned? She overcame her fear and silently made up her mind.
Luo Ningshui turned her head, looking at Ning Fengzhi with deep affection, and softly asked, "Fengzhi, what do you think?"
"I..." Ning Fengzhi glanced at Luo Ningshui and said, "Ningshui, Rongrong is, after all, the future of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. We absolutely cannot let her be ruined by the Spirit Hall, so..."
"So you want me to replace Rongrong?" Luo Ningshui's face showed neither sorrow nor joy.
Ning Fengzhi said, "This is very unfair to you, but we have no other choice. I'm sorry, Ningshui."
Having been cuckolded, Ning Fengzhi was extremely angry, but more than the cuckoldry, he cared about the future of the sect.
Ning Rongrong has already advanced to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and has the potential to lead the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to even greater heights in the future. How could such a genius remain in the Spirit Hall?
"You don't need to apologize, Fengzhi. This is simply what I, as a mother, should do," Luo Ningshui said, glancing at Ning Fengzhi. "But..."
"But what?" Ning Fengzhi wasn't afraid of Luo Ningshui setting conditions, but rather of her disagreement.
"You chose to send me to the Spirit Hall as a hostage. What happened to me there doesn't mean I've wronged you," Luo Ningshui said.
"I know. From the moment I made this decision, I was prepared to accept everything. Whether you return from the Spirit Hall or not, I will forgive you," Ning Fengzhi said firmly.
"Take good care of Rongrong," Luo Ningshui finally stated her request.
"That's only right," Ning Fengzhi said.
A few days later, Ning Fengzhi and his wife visited the Spirit Hall, accompanied by Gu Rong, and Qian Xunji met with them.
"Your Holiness, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has decided that Luo Ningshui will be exchanged for Ning Rongrong as a hostage of your Spirit Hall," Ning Fengzhi said.
"Are you sure?" Qian Xunji brazenly sized up the beautiful woman beside Ning Fengzhi, laughing, "This is your wife!"
Ning Fengzhi gritted his teeth, saying resentfully, "Your Holiness, if you were magnanimous enough, you would release my daughter. But clearly, you are not that kind of magnanimous ruler. For my daughter's safety, I have no choice but to make this bitter decision and agree to your unreasonable request."
Qian Xunji ignored Ning Fengzhi's sarcasm and instead ordered his men to bring Ning Rongrong out.
At this moment, Ning Rongrong was nothing like the mischievous little devil of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Her eyes were filled with terror, and her hair was a mess, clearly indicating she had suffered a long period of shock. She was still wearing the clothes she wore during the Soul Master Competition, somewhat dirty and disheveled, and her fair hands and feet were shackled.
After being brought out, Ning Rongrong saw her parents, and her eyes immediately filled with hope.
"Daddy—are you here to save me?"
"Rongrong, wait a moment, Daddy will take you away." Ning Fengzhi finished speaking and angrily pointed at Ning Rongrong, asking, "Your Holiness, what happened to my daughter?"
"The environment in the Spirit Hall's dungeon is a bit bad. Perhaps she was frightened by some rats, cockroaches, or other small animals," Qian Xunji said.
"What? You actually locked my daughter in the dungeon?" Ning Fengzhi said angrily.
"A prisoner, what kind of good treatment do you expect?" Qian Xunji said.
Ning Fengzhi: "."
"Alright, let's officially begin the prisoner exchange." Qian Xunji ordered the Spirit Hall to unlock Ning Rongrong's shackles. As soon as she was freed, Ning Rongrong rushed towards Ning Fengzhi like a bird taking flight.
"Daddy, I missed you so much, Daddy, you've finally come to save me," Ning Rongrong said, her voice trembling.
"Yes, Rongrong, don't worry, Daddy will protect you," Ning Fengzhi said.
Ning Rongrong nodded heavily and said, "Yes, Daddy."
She broke free from her father's embrace, intending to cuddle with her mother, but found that Luo Ningshui had already gone to the Spirit Hall.
When Ning Rongrong saw the Spirit Hall handcuff and shackle Luo Ningshui, her initial excitement vanished instantly.
"Mommy," Ning Rongrong cried out in panic, a sense of unease rising in her heart. Luo Ningshui said to Ning Rongrong in a farewell tone,
"Rongrong, live well and fulfill your father's lifelong wish."
After saying this, the Spirit Hall people escorted Luo Ningshui away, while Qian Xunji looked at Ning Fengzhi with a half-smile and said, "Then, Sect Leader Ning, farewell."
"No, no, I don't want Mommy!" Ning Rongrong tried to rush over, but Ning Fengzhi grabbed her.
"Rongrong, don't let your mother's efforts go to waste," Ning Fengzhi said earnestly.
"My mother's efforts?" Ning Rongrong said, "Daddy, is it because of me? Daddy, to save me, you made Mommy a hostage of the Spirit Hall?"
Ning Fengzhi remained silent.
Ning Rongrong looked at Gu Rong, who said kindly, "Rongrong, don't blame your father entirely. It was all due to the Spirit Hall's coercion. Your father had no choice but to make that decision."
"No, I don't want that, Daddy! I just want Mommy back! Let Mommy come back! I'll be a hostage of the Spirit Hall!"
Ning Fengzhi, his face ashen, forcibly pulled Ning Rongrong onto the carriage, which then left Spirit City and headed towards the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Luo Ningshui was taken to a secret room and imprisoned. For the past few days, someone had been coming to take care of her daily needs.
She didn't know what awaited her. She carefully looked around. Although it was a secret room, it had all the necessary living facilities, and the surroundings were clean and tidy, as if it had been specially maintained.
The bed was large, exuding a faint fragrance, making it very comfortable to sleep on. After several nights, Luo Ningshui could still smell a woman's scent on the bed, clearly indicating that someone had lived there some time ago. It didn't resemble a prison at all.
She didn't feel imprisoned; it felt more like being under house arrest.
Suddenly, a look of horror flashed across Luo Ningshui's face!
Rumors circulated that the Pope of the Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji, enjoyed having sex with married women, mature women, in secret chambers.
When she first heard this news, she took it purely as amusement, but now that Luo Ningshui was in the Spirit Hall's secluded chamber, wasn't this a secret chamber?
And married women, mature women... Luo Ningshui lowered her head, looking at her high breasts, her fair and delicate skin, her curvaceous figure, and the mature femininity emanating from her entire body.
Oh God, I've become the heroine of the rumors! Luo Ningshui felt a chill run down her spine.
But who could she rely on? Her man, Ning Fengzhi, had even given herself to the Spirit Hall; who else could she depend on?
She looked around in panic.
Suddenly, the door opened, and the person Luo Ningshui least wanted to see—Pope Qian Xunji of the Spirit Hall—appeared at the entrance to the secret chamber.
Qian Xunji looked at Luo Ningshui, then slammed the door shut with a loud thud.
The sound exploded in Luo Ningshui's heart like a muffled thunderclap.
As the sound faded, the entire secret chamber fell silent; Luo Ningshui could even hear her own heart pounding faster and faster.
Only she and Qian Xunji were left in the secret chamber. What to do, what to do, what to do?
After closing the door, Qian Xunji walked over.
Closer and closer.
Closer and closer.
Luo Ningshui's feet involuntarily took a few steps back.
"What...what do you want to do?"
"Hehehe." Qian Xunji chuckled evilly as he sat on the bed, took out a pair of white stockings, and said, "Madam, I don't want to do anything. I hope you'll put them on willingly. I think these stockings suit you quite well."
"Stockings?" Luo Ningshui stared at the white stockings, then said in shame and indignation, "That's impossible, Qian Zei! I'm a hostage of the Spirit Hall. I can't possibly satisfy your filthy desires."
Qian Xunji sat on the bed and said, "Of course, as you said, you are a hostage of the Spirit Hall, but—"
"Madam, you were kept as a hostage because Shrek Academy made a mistake." Qian Xunji said, "You are not a hostage of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."
"What do you mean?" Luo Ningshui looked at Qian Xunji with slightly angry phoenix eyes.
"My meaning is very clear. You are free to choose whether to take the initiative or not. I, the Pope, am also free to destroy or not destroy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School." Qian Xunji laughed.
"You—" Luo Ningshui angrily pointed at Qian Xunji: "My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has always maintained a peaceful coexistence with your Spirit Hall. Feng Zhi will not give you an excuse to start a war."
"Does war need an excuse?" Qian Xunji retorted.
Luo Ningshui: "."
"You seem to have misunderstood something, Madam. What's needed for war is timing, not an excuse. If the timing isn't right, even with an excuse, neither side will easily resort to arms. When the time is right, even without an excuse, an excuse can be created," Qian Xunji said.
"Qian thief, for my sake, you're even willing to start a war with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Is this what you call timing?" Luo Ningshui sneered.
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