32: Chapter 32 Ning Fengzhi, jumping around, takes an even closer turn for tenderness.

Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, Council Hall.

Ning Fengzhi, dressed in white, elegant and refined, leaned on a gemstone-encrusted cane as he walked into the main hall, followed by Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo, who was dressed in white robes with a sharp aura.

"Greetings, Teacher, Your Excellency, Sword Douluo."

Crown Prince Xue Qinghe was also in the hall. Seeing the two arrive, he immediately stepped forward and bowed in salute.

Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

Ning Fengzhi's gaze then passed over Xue Qinghe and landed on Emperor Xue Ye, who was sitting on the dragon throne.

"Fengzhi greets Your Majesty." Ning Fengzhi lowered his head slightly.

"No need for formalities." Emperor Xue Ye raised his hand to signal, "School Master Ning, Your Excellency, Sword Douluo, please take your seats."

With the current delicate situation of the Empire, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had become an important pillar of support; Emperor Xue Ye dared not show the slightest negligence.

After the two sat down, Emperor Xue Ye asked warmly: "I wonder what brings School Master Ning here today?"

Ning Fengzhi's expression instantly became grave:

"Has Your Majesty heard of Jian Xuan, who has recently risen to fame in the Great Spirit Arena?"

"Naturally." Emperor Xue Ye nodded slightly, "I also sent people to investigate secretly, but found nothing. Does School Master Ning know his background?"

Ning Fengzhi nodded and replied: "His real name is Ji Xuan, from the Spirit Hall."

"Spirit Hall!" Emperor Xue Ye's expression changed drastically, and a thought flashed through his mind instantly.

Could Dugu Bo's death be related to that Ji Xuan?

Beside him, Xue Qinghe's expression remained normal, but his heart was shocked.

He didn't expect Ning Fengzhi to have seen through A-Xuan's identity.

However, thinking of Grandpa Golden Crocodile, she calmed down.

With Grandpa Golden Crocodile's current level ninety-nine cultivation, even if the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School combined, they would be no match.

Ning Fengzhi's tone became increasingly heavy:

"Today, Sword Uncle and I personally went to the Soul Fighting Arena to watch the battles. It happened that he released his Spirit, which is how I recognized his identity."

"He should be about ten years old now, yet his Soul Power has already reached level thirty-four."

Ning Fengzhi paused and continued:

"What is most shocking is that his first spirit ring is a thousand-year one, and his third spirit ring has even reached the ten-thousand-year level."

"Such talent is unprecedented across the entire continent."

As soon as Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, the hall fell into a dead silence.

Emperor Xue Ye pondered for a long time before slowly speaking: "In School Master Ning's opinion, how should we respond?"

Ning Fengzhi shook his head slightly: "That Ji Xuan has a Titled Douluo from the Spirit Hall by his side; we cannot act rashly."

"The top priority should be to find out clearly what his purpose is for appearing in Heaven Dou City this time."

Ning Fengzhi paused and continued:

"In addition, the Spirit Hall has wild ambitions and is growing stronger by the day. We should contact other forces to jointly deal with the Spirit Hall's future actions."

"School Master Ning's words are reasonable."

Emperor Xue Ye looked at Xue Qinghe: "Qinghe, you are responsible for secretly investigating Ji Xuan's movements."

"Remember, do not alert the enemy." Xue Ye added.

"This son obeys the decree." Qian Renxue bowed and replied.

Emperor Xue Ye nodded slightly, his gaze returning to Ning Fengzhi: "School Master Ning, regarding contacting other forces, we must rely more on your School."

"Your Majesty, rest assured, Fengzhi will do his utmost to contribute to our Heaven Dou Empire and the future landscape of the continent."

Ning Fengzhi promised solemnly.

"That is very good!"

"Your Majesty, Fengzhi will take his leave first."

With the matter discussed and settled, Ning Fengzhi stood up to take his leave, followed closely by Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo.

"Safe journey, School Master Ning."

After Ning Fengzhi and the other left, Emperor Xue Ye leaned weakly against the dragon throne and sighed to himself.

"Qinghe, you may withdraw."

"Yes, Father Emperor."

...

The night grew deeper, Crown Prince's East Palace.

Ji Xuan finished his day of soul fighting and landed silently in the courtyard with Gold Crocodile Douluo.

He pushed open the door.

Qian Renxue was not handling official business in the guise of Xue Qinghe as usual.

Instead, she was sitting quietly by the table, seemingly waiting specifically for his return.

"Xue'er."

A gentle smile appeared on Ji Xuan's face as he walked over and sat down beside her.

He naturally reached out and wrapped his arm around Qian Renxue's slender waist.

Qian Renxue leaned her head on Ji Xuan's shoulder and said:

"A-Xuan, today, Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo, of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School were also at the Great Spirit Arena."

"When you revealed your Spirit and released your spirit rings, Ning Fengzhi recognized your identity..."

Immediately, Qian Renxue recounted the conversation between Ning Fengzhi and Emperor Xue Ye in the council hall today.

Ji Xuan listened quietly, without the slightest look of surprise on his face.

Ning Fengzhi was just a troublemaker; he had no real strength but always liked to jump around.

Until Qian Renxue finished speaking, Ji Xuan smiled indifferently and raised his hand to gently brush through her smooth golden hair:

"Don't worry about it, they are just a bunch of clowns."

"In the face of absolute strength, even if they huddle together for warmth, it is nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot."

In his heart, the true enemies had never been the Upper Three Sects, the two great Empires, or any such mundane forces.

It was the gods who viewed all living things as pawns that were the existences he finally needed to face.

He had the Limit Douluo, Golden Crocodile, by his side, so he could go directly to Nuoding City to deal with Tang San right now.

But if he solved Tang San, perhaps a Zhang San or Li San would appear in the future, growing quietly in the dark, bringing greater variables and threats.

At that time, with the enemy in the dark and him in the light, having lost the advantage of foresight, he would become even more passive.

It was better to keep everything under control and go with the flow.

"Xue'er, let's not talk about this..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Xuan unexpectedly leaned over and scooped her up horizontally.

"Ah! You... what are you doing!"

Qian Renxue gripped Ji Xuan's lapels with both hands and couldn't help but exclaim.

"After fighting for a day, naturally we are going to bathe."

Ji Xuan looked down at her flustered appearance, a smile curling on his lips.

"But... but I have already washed."

"Wash again."

"I... I don't want to! Let me go quickly!"

Qian Renxue felt flustered, a blush immediately spreading across her cheeks as she struggled in Ji Xuan's arms, her legs kicking continuously.

Although they already shared a bed, at most they only slept in each other's arms.

However, the more Qian Renxue struggled, the tighter Ji Xuan's arms tightened.

...

Half an hour later.

The bathroom door was pushed open slowly, and Ji Xuan walked out carrying Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue had changed into a new nightgown.

Ji Xuan was wearing a loose bathrobe, revealing his well-defined chest.

The blush on Qian Renxue's cheeks had not yet faded; she leaned weakly against Ji Xuan's chest, not daring to look him in the eye.

Although the two had ultimately maintained their boundaries.

But she didn't know where Ji Xuan had learned those tricks; it had almost made her...

Thinking back on it now, she still felt her earlobes burning and her heart racing.

Ji Xuan carried Qian Renxue to the bedside and placed her gently on the bed.

He also lay down, pulling Qian Renxue back into his arms.

"Sleep, Xue'er."

Ji Xuan smiled gently, said nothing more, and closed his eyes.

Qian Renxue did not answer, just buried her head in Ji Xuan's embrace.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, the two soon drifted into dreamland...