Chapter 116: The Banquet Invitation

"Truly, the younger generation is to be feared." Ning Fengzhi smiled on his face, but deep in his eyes, he looked at Ning Feiliu with burning intensity.

Could it be that he had independently created a self-created spirit skill comparable to the ultimate mystery of the Clear Sky Douluo's unique cultivation method, the Great Sumeru Hammer?

Wouldn't that mean this "Yafei" before them was a genius Spirit Master of the same founding-sect level as the first generation Haotian Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect?

The Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo on the side also thought of this point; although they did not know of Tang Chen's existence, they had, after all, witnessed the power of the Clear Sky Douluo's Great Sumeru Hammer!

If this "Yafei" had indeed independently created a Ring Detonation self-created spirit skill, the power of this spirit skill would only grow stronger as his cultivation increased!

(In the original plot, only Tang Xiao mentioned Tang Chen, while Tang Hao was the intergenerational Clear Sky Douluo designated by Tang Chen, but everyone else seemed unaware of Tang Chen.

Even the Sword Douluo only knew that his father had been defeated and killed by the Chief Elder of the Spirit Hall—he didn't even know the name, nor did he know other information about Qian Daoliu. It feels too absurd; it's one thing for grandchildren not to know their ancestors, as it's possible they are too far removed and the ancient background makes things unclear.

But for grandchildren not to know their own fathers... that is too absurd, especially when they are all part of the Upper Three Sects, who are supposed to be as close as branches of the same tree. It's as if Ning Rongrong had never heard of Tang Hao's name or deeds.

However, the original work holds all rights of interpretation, so let it be.)

Ning Feiliu felt somewhat unaccustomed to this; he had transmigrated into this world for so long, when had Ning Fengzhi, the Sword Douluo, and the Bone Douluo ever looked at him with such eyes?

Although he knew he was wearing a mask now and using the fabricated identity of Yafei, Ning Fengzhi, the Sword Douluo, and the Bone Douluo had not recognized his true identity.

But he still felt that this stark contrast in their gazes made him very uncomfortable.

Dugu Bo saw this scene and suddenly chuckled, then said with a strange tone, "Hehe... the waves of the Yangtze River push the waves ahead; we... should give these younger ones more opportunities to shine."

"That is well said; we should indeed give the younger generation more opportunities to shine," Ning Fengzhi said with a smile, though he did not understand the underlying meaning.

"Alright, standing here talking isn't a solution," Dugu Bo said, looking around.

They were still standing on the Great Soul Arena, and countless spectators around them were still watching their conversation.

This, of course, was not very good.

But due to their status, no one at the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena dared to tell them to leave the Great Soul Arena after the battle ended.

They could indeed choose not to leave the Great Soul Arena.

But their conversation would be overheard by others.

At the very least, their conversation just now had been heard by quite a few people, letting the spectators present know that the move, Summoning of the God of Casting, was indeed Ning Feiliu's self-created spirit skill!

"Yes, let's go down and talk. How about I play the host and treat you, Mr. Dugu, to a simple meal?" Ning Fengzhi immediately said with a smile.

As they spoke, they walked off the Great Soul Arena and into the backstage corridor of the Great Spirit Arena.

He really is... smooth and tactful, this father of mine.

Ning Feiliu thought to himself.

He had truly witnessed Ning Fengzhi's superior qualities; his social and interpersonal skills were truly impeccable.

"Yafei, what do you think?" Dugu Bo did not agree immediately, but turned to ask him with a chuckle.

Ning Feiliu was speechless; he actually didn't want to interject into this conversation. After all, if he spoke and Ning Fengzhi discovered his true identity, what would he do?

If his true identity were exposed before Ning Fengzhi, Ning Fengzhi might change his opinion of him, but a whole host of troublesome matters would follow.

First was the issue of his martial soul; his martial soul was originally the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. If his martial soul suddenly mutated and he changed from an Auxiliary System Spirit Master to a Battle Soul Master, it would definitely arouse the curiosity of Ning Fengzhi and the others.

Secondly, he might be dragged into the so-called succession struggle.

And after his identity was exposed, could Ning Fengzhi, the Sword Douluo, and the Bone Douluo still be so polite to him?

Wouldn't they feel that since he was their son, grandson, or junior, it was only natural for him to account for everything?

In any case, exposing his identity would definitely lead to trouble.

If he didn't expose his identity, Ning Feiliu was still steadily completing his tasks, living freely and easily as if he had been forgotten by Ning Fengzhi, the Sword Douluo, and the Bone Douluo.

In the end, it was really just being undervalued, even after leaving the sect for more than half a year.

Although Ning Fengzhi occasionally asked about him through his eldest brother, he had not paid much attention to Ning Feiliu's situation beyond that.

Not to mention the Sword Douluo and the Bone Douluo; they only had eyes for Ning Rongrong.

Ning Feiliu did not want to change anything, nor did he want to be like a child starved for affection, desperately trying to reveal something just to make Ning Fengzhi, the Sword Douluo, and the Bone Douluo pay attention to him or value him.

He was, after all, no longer the original Ning Feiliu.

Attacking Ning Rongrong before was merely for the sake of the original owner whose body he had occupied, and to vent the pent-up anger in his own heart.

Therefore, Ning Feiliu deliberately rasped his voice and said in a deep tone, "Teacher, this student has just finished a great battle and is not in the best state. Plus, I have important matters to attend to this afternoon, so I will not be able to join you for the banquet."

The Sword Douluo and the Bone Douluo did not detect anything familiar in Ning Feiliu's voice.

Ning Fengzhi felt a slight sense of familiarity, but only Ning Rongrong...

She looked suspiciously at the masked Ning Feiliu; why did this voice give her such a familiar feeling?

It was as if she had heard it somewhere before?

But she could never quite recall it.

The Sword Douluo, the Bone Douluo, and Ning Fengzhi only felt that Ning Feiliu was deliberately making excuses. Didn't you win your battle against Yu Tianheng quite easily?

How could you be in a bad state after a great battle?

But they did not know that Ning Feiliu was truly drained at this moment.

Both the Summoning of the God of Casting and the Summoning of the God of Ice and Snow were powerful skills that could only be used by detonating one of his own spirit rings.

Moreover, unlike the Ring Detonation mystery of the Great Sumeru Hammer, the Great Sumeru Hammer's ring detonation was not permanent; it was only a temporary loss of a spirit ring.

Otherwise, wouldn't Tang Hao have had to replace all his other spirit rings with ones over ten thousand years old, just like Tang San?

Therefore, the weakened state after using the Summoning of the God of Casting and the Summoning of the God of Ice and Snow was definitely more severe than the weakness that followed the Great Sumeru Hammer's ring detonation.

Or rather, the Great Sumeru Hammer's Ring Detonation Mystery required detonating nine spirit rings in succession to become truly incapacitated.

But for Ning Feiliu, detonating just one spirit ring left him utterly exhausted.

(End of chapter)