Chapter 181 The point of a needle against the wheat awn
The elegant and easy-going smile on Ning Fengzhi's face disappeared, replaced by an endless chill like ice that lasted for thousands of years.
"In the entire Qibao Glazed Sect, there are only a handful of people who know about the inheritance of the gods, and they are all here. There is absolutely no possibility of leaking it."
"Duke Lin Rong, how did you know?"
"Uncle Jian has a bad temper. I hope you can answer me truthfully."
Ning Fengzhi seemed to be threatening, but little did he know that a storm had already arisen in his heart.
Just as he said, the only people in the entire Qibao Glazed Sect who knew about this matter were himself, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, Ning Rongrong and Oscar.
But what puzzled Ning Fengzhi was that Lin Rong not only knew that his daughter and Oscar were the inheritors of the gods, but also knew the names of the gods' inheritance that his daughter and Oscar had received.
You know, even Ning Rongrong and Oscar himself, who are the inheritors of the gods, only knew the names of the gods after they were recognized by the inheritance in the artifact.
"Sect Master Ning, you are Xue Qinghe's teacher." Faced with the threats from the two titled Douluo, Lin Rong showed no concern, leaned back leisurely on the chair and said:
"You know better than anyone here what a crime it is to kill a hereditary duke."
"Besides, I am the only one in the Lin family. After my death, the empire will change from three hereditary dukes to two."
"If you do this, the Qibao Glazed Sect will fall into the center of a monstrous storm. How long do you think you can keep the fact that the two of your family are inheritors of the gods a secret?"
"I would like to remind you that there were twenty-six shooting stars that night, and it was not the two of you who could inherit the divine status."
"Really?" Ning Fengzhi stretched out his hand to stop Sword Douluo from attacking Lin Rong. His eyes flashed and he said firmly:
"Duke Lin Rong's words are telling Feng Zhi that you are also a inheritor of gods, right?"
When he said this, the doubts in Ning Fengzhi's heart also disappeared a lot.
If Lin Rong is also the inheritor of the gods, then some things can be explained reluctantly.
Hearing this, Lin Rong said noncommittally:
"The inheritor of the gods, barely."
After all, the divinity in him comes from the blood of the God of Thunder, so it is not impossible to say that he is the inheritor of the gods.
Ning Fengzhi secretly said that it was true, and waved his hand to signal Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo to put away their martial souls and soul rings.
"Duke Lin, since you, Rongrong, Xiao Ao and others are the inheritors of the gods, you should also know how tempting this inheritance is to the world."
"Especially for an inheritor of a god who has not yet grown up, if anyone knows about it, it will definitely lead to countless soul masters chasing and fighting for him."
"Our Qibao Glazed Sect is one of the top three sects, with many affiliated soul masters under our command, two titled Douluo, and numerous connections."
"Even so, our Qibao Glazed Sect does not dare to let the world know that Rongrong and Xiao Ao are the inheritors of the gods."
"And you, only have a top level combat power like Mr. Yu, and you are also a newly promoted Douluo who has just broken through the title a few years ago. You cannot let outsiders know your identity as the inheritor of the gods."
"We all have the same secret that cannot be known to outsiders, and there is a basis for unity between us."
"If my guess is correct, you stayed to find me for this reason."
At the end, Ning Fengzhi added another sentence and asked:
"By the way, what is the name of the divine inheritance you obtained?" Lin Rong did not answer Ning Fengzhi's last question, and spoke arrogantly in a calm tone:
"Indeed, we all have the same secret that cannot be known to outsiders, but the relationship between us is not a union, but a master-slave relationship."
"My lord, if you don't understand or are not convinced, you can choose to use gestures until you understand and are convinced."
Before he finished speaking, a sharp sword energy came from behind Ning Fengzhi, passed by Lin Rong, and penetrated the dining table behind him.
"Hmph! What a shame!" Sword Dou Luo Chenxin looked at Lin Rong contemptuously, slowly retracted the finger he pointed forward, and said:
"If I hadn't shown mercy just now, you would have died."
"Yes, yes." Lin Rong didn't seem to mind at all, and even clapped her hands and said with a smile:
"If you hadn't been merciful just now, I would be fine, but the same cannot be said for your little Rongrong."
"If you don't believe it, you might as well look back."
"What, you!" Not only Sword Douluo, but also Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo. The three of them turned around at the same time and found Ning Rongrong leaning on Oscar's arms with a pale face, and a few strands of silver hair scattered on the ground. superior.
"How is it possible? There was obviously no energy fluctuation except for the sword energy of the old man (Uncle Jian) (bitch) just now."
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The three of them turned back in unison, looking at Lin Rong, or rather the old housekeeper behind him, with astonishment.
None of the three of them could detect the method just now, which required extremely strong strength, so they instinctively excluded Lin Rong, who was only eleven years old, and focused on the old housekeeper who had been silent.
Based on how much this man cared about his master, it was only natural for him to respond in kind to the provocation from the sword energy just now.
The only doubt is how this person's strength was hidden from the three of them.
"How about it, Ning Fengzhi, what's your choice?" Lin Rong pedaled on the chair and lay on it like a rocking chair.
"If you surrender now, you'd better compete with me, and then surrender after you recognize the reality."
"You only have these two paths to choose from, there is no third way."
"I have plenty of time, so I can wait here slowly. It's not too late to decide after you think it through."
Ning Fengzhi came back to his senses and said with a ferocious expression:
"If you want me, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, to surrender to you, I guess your ambition goes beyond that. Is it to replace the Tiandou royal family? Or to overthrow the Wuhun Palace? Or to unify the continent?"
"No matter what your ambition is, if you want the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect to surrender, you must show the strength to convince me."
"So that I can see clearly whether your strength is worthy of your ambition!"
Seeing that Ning Fengzhi had made a choice, Lin Rong still sat on the chair and said:
"Impulse is the devil, and the choices you make in anger may not come from your sincerity."
"You'd better think it over carefully before speaking, lest you regret it after defeat and be unwilling to fulfill the promise you just made."
As he spoke, a moon-white harp appeared above Lin Rong's head.
No one was playing the harp strings, and the quiet sound flowed in the huge banquet hall.
The magical sound of the piano flowed into the hearts of everyone present along the air, calming their turbulent moods.
(End of chapter)