Chapter 62: The Tremor Three Years Ago!_1

Tiandou Empire, within Emperor Xue Ye's chambers...

Emperor Xue Ye slowly rose from the throne, straightening his chest to look at the incoming Ning Fengzhi, as well as the Bone Douluo by his side!

After his gaze fell upon them, he spoke in a gentle tone, "I was not aware of Sect Master Ning's visit; I apologize for the oversight."

Ning Fengzhi was not only the Sect Master of the Seven Treasures Glaze Sect but also the teacher of his son, Crown Prince Xue Qinghe.

Therefore, Emperor Xue Ye showed even more respect toward Ning Fengzhi alone...

Ning Fengzhi responded with an elegant smile, slowly replying, "It's I who have come uninvited!"

Ning Fengzhi gave a slight nod to the Bone Douluo, who nodded back and turned to leave...

"Sect Master Ning, please take a seat," Emperor Xue Ye said as he extended his hand in invitation before slowly sitting back down on the throne...

After positioning his wand properly, Ning Fengzhi sat down in the chair in front of him with polite grace...

"May I ask what brings Sect Master Ning here this time to discuss with me?"

Every time Ning Fengzhi came before, he would send a message in advance, yet this time seemed somewhat different...

It was clear that it must be an extremely important matter...

Ning Fengzhi nodded, his expression growing more solemn, "Your Majesty Emperor Xue Ye indeed has a discerning eye, I am here precisely to discuss an important matter with you..."

Seeing Ning Fengzhi, who was usually so light-hearted about everything, with such a grave expression, Emperor Xue Ye's attitude also became serious...

...

"So it is, Sect Master Ning had already anticipated this situation?" Emperor Xue Ye sighed softly, speaking with a hint of worry in his voice.

Feeling that the atmosphere had become too somber, Ning Fengzhi smiled lightly again, saying softly, "Indeed, but it's just a speculation after all; Your Majesty need not take it too seriously..."

"Sect Master Ning is being too modest," Emperor Xue Ye shook his head...

If Ning Fengzhi had thought this far, he must have certainly grasped enough evidence...

It's just that perhaps the time was not right yet...

Ning Fengzhi changed the topic, expressing some doubt, "Your Majesty Emperor Xue Ye, may I ask where Qing He is at present?"

Emperor Xue Ye replied, "I have already sent someone to call Qing He; he should arrive shortly."

Ning Fengzhi pursed his thin lips, "Is that so?"

No sooner had the words fallen than an ethereal male voice came from outside the room...

"Father, I am here!"

Emperor Xue Ye answered, "Qing He, come in."

The room doors were pushed open, and a composed and calm man walked in slowly from the outside.

He was Emperor Xue Ye's eldest son, the Crown Prince Xue Qinghe of the Tiandou Empire.

Crown Prince Xue Qinghe was dressed in a golden palace robe, made in one piece, seemingly woven from gold threads, devoid of excessive decorative patterns...

The classically elegant high-neck in gold shielded his snow-white and slender neck, with golden hair casually draped behind him, not carefully groomed, naturally exuding an air of aloofness...

His golden eyes were as calm as flowing water, evoking an allure that made people want to draw closer...

Seeing his satisfactory disciple, Ning Fengzhi's lips unconsciously curved into a smile, "Qing He, it's been a long time."

Crown Prince Xue Qinghe turned his head and upon seeing Ning Fengzhi, flickers of surprise passed through his unwavering eyes, as he respectfully said, "Teacher!"

Only then did Emperor Xue Ye point to a seat beside him, "Qing He, come sit down."

Crown Prince Xue Qinghe nodded and quietly took the seat in the middle, "Yes, Father!"

After an unknown length of discussion among the three, Ning Fengzhi gripped his wand tightly, stood up slowly, his face showing a trace of relief, "If that is the case, then I shall take my leave."

Lost in thought, Xue Ye came back to his senses, "Forgive me for not being able to see you off!"

Ning Fengzhi had imparted a vast amount of information today, and he needed time to sort through it...

Otherwise, it could lead to a catastrophe.

"In that case, Teacher, I will see you back," said Xue Qinghe as he also got up and nodded toward Emperor Xue Ye...

Ning Fengzhi returned the gesture with a smile, "That would be good, it has been a long time since I've had a chat with you, Qing He. I'm almost failing in my duties as a teacher."

Xue Qinghe quickly explained, "Teacher, that's not true at all, no matter what, you are the teacher I respect the most."

...

Outside the imperial palace, there were two extraordinarily rare sedans placed, surrounded by hundreds of soldiers for protection...

The leading soldier drew back the curtain of the sedan and respectfully said, "Crown Prince, Sect Master Ning, please..."

Xue Qinghe and Ning Fengzhi nodded and elegantly entered the sedan...

Then, another soldier turned to Gu Rong, who stood alone, and said, "Bone Douluo, please"

Gu Rong simply hummed in acknowledgement, then entered the sedan and closed his eyes to start meditating...

On the other hand, Ning Fengzhi was the first to cheerfully say, "Qing He, it has been some time since we last met, and from what I just heard from your insights, you're almost surpassing me!"

Xue Qinghe also rarely smiled, "Qing He is still far behind Teacher, let alone surpassing."

Ning Fengzhi said quite seriously, "Don't sell yourself short, as far as I know, no one has yet reached the level you have!"

Suddenly, Xue Qinghe, who had just been smiling, shook violently, feeling an abnormal change with his Six-winged Angel Martial Soul inside his body...

His face started to look unpleasant, and he thought to himself, "What's happening... This familiar feeling... Could it be the same as what happened three years ago?"

Three years ago, he had sat in the sedan and felt almost exactly the same sensation!

The only difference now was that the resonance emitted by the Six-winged Angel Martial Soul inside him was much more intense!

Ning Fengzhi, who was beside him, noticed that something was wrong with Xue Qinghe and gently shook the latter's shoulder, "Qing He? Qing He? What's wrong with you?"

After touching him, Ning Fengzhi narrowed his eyes...

Something was not right; although Qing He was clearly a man, why did his body feel so frail?

Could it be that Xue Qinghe's body had always harbored some ailment?

No, he had to find time to conduct a thorough examination of Qing He's body!

Xue Qinghe struggled to smile, "Teacher, it's nothing, I just feel there's a familiar presence affecting me."

Then, he closed his eyes and quickly sensed the direction from which the resonance with his Martial Soul was coming...

This presence... it came from the south!

He hadn't thought of these things three years ago, but this time, he had to figure out what exactly was affecting him.

Afterward, Xue Qinghe lifted the curtain and said to the soldiers outside, "Wait, head south immediately! If you encounter anyone suspicious, stop them right away!"

Upon hearing his order, the soldiers outside shouted in unison, "Yes!"

Having done all this, Xue Qinghe looked at Ning Fengzhi with an apologetic gaze, "Teacher, I'm afraid you might have to return a bit later."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head and said indifferently, "It's all right, consider it a walk!"

His disciple's recent behavior was too abnormal; it seemed there were still things he did not know...

And furthermore...the south?

Ning Fengzhi's eyes gradually narrowed...