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"Rongrong, looks like you've made a good friend," a magnetic voice chimed in as Ning Fengzhi, accompanied by Sword Douluo, approached. He glanced at Tang San and asked, "May I inquire about your name and where you're from, young brother?"
Encountering a young man who was suddenly conversing with his cherished daughter, Ning Fengzhi naturally wanted clarity to avoid being deceived.
"Lord Ning, greetings. My name is Tang San."
"Tang San?"
Ning Fengzhi paused, noticing Ning Rongrong's wink, immediately realizing his luck.
Ever since Tang San's theories emerged, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan had been searching for his whereabouts. They deployed numerous individuals to investigate in major cities' spirit fighting arenas.
Unfortunately, they found many individuals named Tang San, but either they lacked strength or had no understanding of martial soul theories.
Therefore, Ning Fengzhi pinned his greatest hope on the Tang San Ning Rongrong had encountered. He arranged for her to attend the Tiandou Royal Academy.
Even if he guessed wrong, Rongrong could spend some time at the Tiandou Royal Academy, refining her temperament. After all, there were plenty of aristocrats here, all sons and daughters of royalty.
With Rongrong's character, she couldn't go astray.
"Young talent, truly remarkable," Ning Fengzhi appraised Tang San, seeing his handsome appearance and unwavering demeanor toward the clan master, he couldn't help but praise.
"Lord Ning overpraises. I'm just an ordinary soul master, skilled mainly in observation and analysis," Tang San modestly replied.
"Haha, my apologies for being presumptuous," Ning Fengzhi realized that Tang San's identity as a "Grandmaster of Martial Souls" hadn't completely surfaced within the Royal Family yet. Otherwise, they wouldn't be conversing here; they would be meeting in the Royal Palace.
Nevertheless, now that he had met Tang San, there would be plenty of opportunities for future contact. No need to rush.
With that in mind, Ning Fengzhi let Ning Rongrong chat with Tang San and his companions while he and Sword Douluo departed first...
"Uncle Sword, what do you think of Tang San?" On the way back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, Ning Fengzhi asked Sword Douluo about his impression of Tang San.
"On the surface, he doesn't seem to fit in well with noble society, likely engrossed in research. However, he seemed to have a lively conversation with Rongrong earlier. He probably has his own sense of humor or some innate charm that makes people want to get closer to him," Sword Douluo pondered for a moment before expressing his views. "Moreover, his soul power is extremely restrained. Even I find it hard to detect."
Ning Fengzhi had already noticed several points mentioned by Sword Douluo and then asked, "Uncle Sword, what level of strength do you think he has reached?"
"He's close to Soul Ancestor, or perhaps even Soul King level," Sword Douluo said. "The likelihood leans towards Soul King."
"Why is that?"
"I can tell that he inwardly desires freedom and dislikes being constrained by reality. Yet, due to practical reasons, he has to compromise to a certain extent. But such individuals are inherently proud. Therefore, he must reach a certain level of strength. Soul Emperor is already a middle level among soul masters," Sword Douluo analyzed confidently, his eyes reflecting astonishment. "A Soul Emperor at twelve, truly deserving of the title of Martial Soul Theory Grandmaster. Researching since the age of six or seven, he's truly exceptional!"
"Who was the previous Martial Soul Grandmaster?"
"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan made a big joke."
Ning Fengzhi didn't express the same direct mockery as Sword Douluo, even though they were alone at the moment.
After all, he possessed a relatively high moral cultivation. Even if it was only superficial, as long as he kept up the act for his entire life, no one could criticize him.
Moreover, Yu Xiaogang, although somewhat intolerable, did have some ability. He had unclear connections with the current Pope and almost married his own cousin... In a sense, he was also a peculiar individual.
Most importantly, Yu Xiaogang had recorded the information of most spirit beasts in the Spirit Hall. Just based on this, he could be called a living "Encyclopedia of Spirit Beasts."
Of course, that was all there was to it.
This was Ning Fengzhi's view of Yu Xiaogang. However, in the original work, when Ning Fengzhi said "He who gains the master, gains the world," it actually referred to Tang San.
In the original work, Ning Fengzhi probably realized that Tang San was accustomed to freedom but somewhat naive and loyal. He was very convinced by Yu Xiaogang. Therefore, in order to help the Star Luo Empire win over Tang San, he chose to start with Yu Xiaogang. Later on, the Tang San in the original work, after being titled as the Blue Silver King, also developed some thoughts about power...
But let's not dwell on that for now.
For those in power, as long as it benefits them, even a worthless person can be promoted as a neglected genius of the heavens.
Everything is for the sake of interest!
And now, Ning Fengzhi was pondering how to win over Tang San.
"Uncle Sword, do you think Rongrong will develop feelings for Tang San after spending so much time with him?" Ning Fengzhi asked.
"It's very likely," Sword Douluo replied after a moment of silence, sighing, "When she was in the sect, Rongrong collected every issue of the Martial Soul Newspaper and memorized all of Tang San's theories. Although it might have been to tease Muxin, it's enough to prove that Tang San left a good impression on her during their initial encounter."
"But... wouldn't that be unfair to Muxin?"
"Rongrong and him could be considered childhood friends."
Childhood friends?
One could only say they grew up in the same place.
"Not really. Rongrong doesn't like Muxin at all. Besides, hasn't our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan treated Muxin well enough? With various training resources and daily necessities, even if he went to the Spirit Hall, he wouldn't get as much provision. We even provided him with Whale Absorbing Pills, not treating him lightly at all."
Ning Fengzhi said solemnly, "If he feels we're treating him unfairly because Rongrong doesn't like him, and if we don't match them, he'll feel we've mistreated him, even betrayed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan. Then it means we've misjudged him."
"He's too self-righteous, thinking he's naturally talented in soul power, and we should spoil him."
"When he was absorbing the second soul ring, he even told Bone Douluo that he wanted a ten-thousand-year one directly, but he nearly failed even with a mere sixteen-hundred-year soul ring."
"And also, I gave him the opportunity to come to the Royal Academy with Rongrong this time, but he refused and wanted to go to Shrek Academy instead."
Shrek Academy, Ning Fengzhi also knew about it. It was a "village academy" without proper dormitories. The only commendable aspect was those few Soul Saints and Soul Emperors.
As for the teaching methods of Shrek Academy, Ning Fengzhi hadn't specifically looked into it, so he wasn't clear. But over the years, only one person, Qin Ming, was worth mentioning. The other students, whether they graduated or went elsewhere, had completely disappeared.
"Shrek Academy, that academy doesn't even have proper dormitories. But that Flanders has some ability. He has some small connections with the local Spirit Hall Lord and manages to attract a large number of students every year. Perhaps he really can find some talented commoner children for Muxin to find." Sword Douluo wore a pensive expression.
Flanders himself should have some connections with the local Spirit Hall in Soto City, otherwise, with such publicity, no one would ignore it.
As for why the local Spirit Hall didn't report it?
Apart from Bibi Dong knowing and not caring, or to let the Star Luo internal strife, the rest could be summed up in one sentence: the sky is high, the emperor is far away, and the situation where subordinates disobey secretly is not uncommon.
(End of Chapter)