Chapter 114: Chen Xin, Ning Fengzhi!

Heavenly Battle City, Du Gu Manor, the old steward said: "Please go back and tell His Majesty that my master has gone sightseeing on the continent and won't be back for a while; he cannot come to see His Majesty, so please ask His Majesty for his understanding."

"Does Poison Highness have any word on when they'll return?" the Heavenly Battle Guard asked.

That's not going to be easy.

"When it's time to come back, they'll naturally return." The old steward shook their head, indicating they didn't know either.

"I understand." The Heavenly Battle Guard turned and hurried back to report.

"Sigh."

The old steward closed the door.

"Your Majesty, that's how it is." The guard entered the Heavenly Battle Imperial Palace and reported.

Snow Night Emperor frowned: "What a coincidence—could that whatever Title Douluo actually be Dugu Bo?"

"If it were them, they'd surely be recognized; the opponent's martial soul and traits would be easy to spot." the guard guessed.

"It doesn't seem to be them; they show no sign of poison, and if it really were Dugu Bo, he wouldn't dare kill our people—after all, he still owes us a favor."

Snow Night Emperor shook his head.

"Forget it; let's see how the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect responds."

He sighed.

"Your Majesty, Sect Leader Ning and Sword Douluo Highness have arrived outside the palace." At that moment, a chief eunuch entered to report.

"Oh? Have them come in quickly!" Snow Night Emperor said.

Soon they saw Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin.

Ning Fengzhi stood before the vermilion gate, posture straight as a pine, wearing an embroidered robe with dragons and phoenixes, which fluttered lightly in the breeze.

The man's visage was handsome, his temples lightly frosted, and his dark brows bore an air of dignity and wisdom.

His eyes were deep and bright, as if they could see into one's heart; his gaze seemed to exude a sharp sword aura.

Beneath his slender brows lay a pair of eyes that depicted the tranquility of years, deep and unfathomable, as if holding endless stories and secrets.

The corner of his mouth always bore a faint smile, refined and elegant yet hinting at an imperceptible sharpness.

In his every move he exuded a calm composure; even faced with the most difficult situation, he remained tranquil, giving others an inexplicable sense of reassurance.

Although he was the sect leader, there was no trace of overbearing aura about him; on the contrary, his conduct and speech were exceptionally humble, as if all worldly glory were merely fleeting clouds.

Yet at critical moments, the decisiveness and courage he displayed made one clearly feel his unfathomable inner strength and scheming.

This was Ning Fengzhi.

Chen Xin, in a blue robe that snapped in the wind.

Although past fifty, his visage remained handsome, as if time had left no trace upon his face.

His deep eyes seemed to see into one's heart, flashing with a sharp light like two swords, enough to make any disrespectful heart tremble.

His brow bore a sternness like sword‑sharp eyebrows, lifted high, adding a touch of resolute vigor.

His posture was straight as a pine, his whole body emanating a powerful aura that dared not be met directly.

Though he held no sword, standing there plainly, it was as if he had just swung one, as though a gale and storm would follow; the sword intent within held the vicissitudes and steadiness of countless battles tempered over time.

In his every gesture he displayed an arrogant bearing, as if he alone were supreme under heaven, his sword‑like bones ringing, unequaled.

Around this swordsman, the air seemed to solidify under his icy sword intent, and the surrounding scenery, reflected in his aura, turned solemn and grave.

Although advanced in years, his extraordinary bearing and superb swordsmanship left all who saw him unable to help but be impressed.

This is Sword Dao Chen Xin! The two together are incredibly formidable.

Versatile in both civil and martial affairs, none dare provoke them.

Even the Snow Night Emperor, ruler of the empire, must yield three points before them, his attitude mild.

There's no helping it; the supporter of the Heavenly Battle Empire is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Without them, even if the Spirit Hall balanced things on the continent, the Star Luo Empire would act even more recklessly against their empire. But now, with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect present, even if the Star Luo Empire makes a move, they must weigh it carefully, daring only to play small, not big, and doing so only in secret, never daring to bring it into the open, for that would mean truly tearing faces apart.

The Star Luo Empire does not want to see this, nor does the Heavenly Battle Empire.

"Your Majesty, please tell us the details." Ning Fengzhi had also heard some rumors; at first he wasn't entirely sure, but now it seems true.

"All right, please take a seat."

Snow Night Emperor said.

The three sat down.

Snow Night Emperor began to speak.

"Such and such, this and that, such and that, this and that."

Here, it was as if someone had fast‑forwarded.

He spoke very quickly, yet they heard him clearly, distinctly.

"A mysterious Title Douluo, with another Title Douluo standing behind that person—so Your Majesty means we should deal with this Title Douluo Highness?"

Ning Fengzhi fell into contemplation, already weighing the pros and cons of this matter.

After all, this concerns the arrival of a Title Douluo.

As a decision‑maker, one cannot hastily decide; otherwise it would be irresponsible.

They are not a qualified candidate.

Moreover, he must consider the matter from the standpoint of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, not the Heavenly Battle Empire.

"Yes." Snow Night Emperor nodded.

"We don't know what force lies behind this mysterious Title Douluo, or whether there are any hidden Title Douluo, but we will assign people to monitor the situation; if we find anything, we will open negotiations, and if possible, we can sit down together later to see if we can reach an agreement."

Ning Fengzhi spoke.

Killing a Title Douluo is actually impractical.

A Title Douluo is certainly not something you can just say you'll kill and then kill.

They don't know the details of that Title Douluo; if they fail to kill him and he escapes, they will constantly face retaliation from that Title Douluo.

The enemy is in the dark, they are in the light; this is a great disadvantage, every day they have to live in fear and anxiety; he can be unafraid, but the disciples within the sect cannot afford to be unafraid, ah.

He is the head of a sect, naturally he must consider matters for the sect.

"Good." The Snow Night Great Emperor also understands this; his original intention was not to kill that Title Douluo, and if they could make this mysterious Title Douluo owe them a favor from the Heavenly Fight Imperial Family, that would also be good; if the opportunity arises in the future, perhaps it could be put to use.

This also counts as gaining a trump card for the Heavenly Fight Empire.

Because from beginning to end, he knew Ning Fengzhi's position; it would be impossible for him to offend an unknown Title Douluo on his own account.

If it were merely a Soul Douluo, it could easily be killed.

But a Title Douluo would not do.

This is no longer a matter of the same level.

Soon, they finished chatting, and then they dispersed.

"Fengzhi, what do you think of this mysterious Title Douluo?" On the way back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Chen Xin spoke.

Ning Fengzhi pondered for a moment, then said: "I suspect it's someone from the Spirit Hall."

"It seems our thoughts are the same."

"The Northern End King has offended the Spirit Hall; that young lad might also be from the Spirit Hall."

"Could using a staff mean he is a descendant of the Coiling Dragon and Subduing Devil?"

Chenxin's face was solemn.

(End of chapter)