Chapter 17: Introduction
Unfortunately, Ning Hao was unaware of what the young man was thinking at that moment.
All of this was due to his previous performance on the field, which he saw as a desperate measure that the boy had to take to attract the attention of higher-ups.
And ultimately, the current problems are not Ning Huan's fault.
So much so that he didn't even consider the possibility of being outmaneuvered.
"Due to special circumstances, there are currently about a dozen spies within the sect."
"The royal family, sects, and even Shrek Academy—basically anything that's worth mentioning is represented."
"Therefore, information about you will probably be on the tables of various factions soon."
Immediately afterwards, as if afraid that her honesty would frighten Ning Huan, Ning Hao quickly tried to justify himself, fearing that this genius, whom he had just acquired and hadn't had time to develop a relationship with, might choose another faction.
"But don't be afraid!"
"Although my Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School cannot compare to a behemoth like Shrek Academy, it is still one of the top schools on the continent."
"Protecting you would be a piece of cake!"
"What about Shrek?"
In an instant, five words struck Ning Hao like a bolt from the blue.
He was so shocked that his head went blank.
The familiar, crisp sound made him want to ask a question.
When he turned his head, he met Ning Tian's big, curious eyes.
Out of guilt for twice scheming against his daughter, he swallowed back the reprimand that was about to come out.
"Alas, Tian'er, you are right. What I am worried about is Shrek."
Ning Hao felt utterly helpless, having lost all his options in front of his daughter.
He then sighed and expressed his concerns.
"Although it's unlikely that someone would be jealous over a piece of information."
"But Shrek... well, I wouldn't be surprised by anything they do."
"They've done even more outrageous things before, one more won't make a difference."
Ning Huan raised an eyebrow at the pointed remark.
But this is clearly not a good time to ask further questions.
They had no choice but to put the idea aside for the time being and think of a solution together.
No way.
Although he wasn't really hostile towards Shrek.
But that doesn't mean he doesn't dislike some of them.
Just like that gluttonous cow that caused trouble and didn't know how to repent.
A yellow chicken living in the light, yet full of scheming.
And then there's that self-proclaimed master teacher who's always making people run.
If he really had to deal with these guys, Ning Huan would rather start over than suffer at their hands.
"Uncle Ning, I have a question for you."
"Hmm? Go ahead and ask."
Ning Hao was curious after hearing this.
"You keep saying you want to carry on the legacy of your predecessors and revitalize the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School."
"Just how powerful does that sect need to be for you to dream of it being the way it is?"
"A sect unparalleled in the world on the continent?"
"To build a new empire based on sects?"
"Or perhaps, to become the next Shrek Academy, reigning supreme in the heavens?"
"Pfft!! Cough cough cough! Kid, you can't say things like that!"
Before he could finish speaking, Feng Douluo suddenly spat out all the wine in his mouth.
The violent coughing echoed within the barrier, jolting everyone awake from their shock.
In an instant, gasps of astonishment filled the air.
Even Ning Hao was not immune to this.
"Hiss, Xiao Huan, is this question really that important?"
"Certainly!"
Upon hearing this, Ning Huan immediately replied without hesitation:
"Uncle Ning, your answer will directly determine how we deal with the future!"
Upon hearing this, Ning Hao's brows furrowed slightly.
As he narrowed his eyes slightly, he lightly tapped the armrest with his fingers.
Those who know him well will naturally recognize this as a small gesture he makes when he is deep in thought.
As time ticked by, and it was late at night, the palace gates were still brightly lit.
Inside the house, apart from Wu Feng, whose eyelids were drooping, everyone else was wide awake.
They each sat down and pondered the question Ning Huan had just raised.
After an unknown amount of time, the previously steady tapping suddenly stopped.
This caused everyone to instinctively look up at the person in the main seat, waiting quietly for his answer.
"Xiao Huan, I understand what you mean."
"Uncle can tell you clearly that rather than vying for supremacy over the continent, I would prefer to lead the sect to live a life of seclusion and remain hidden from worldly affairs!"
"How is this answer?"
Ning Huan: "..."
This is probably the answer he most wanted!
After all, they were able to come up with a fourth option on their own.
This means that Ning Hao has already gained some understanding of the current situation on the mainland.
He has completely abandoned some unrealistic ideas.
Otherwise, he would really have a headache for quite some time.
On the other side, seeing Ning Huan's relaxed expression, no longer showing the tension he had before, Ning Hao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
I can't help but feel fortunate that at some point just now, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration and roughly saw through the current situation and trend of the mainland.
In the end, he gritted his teeth and made a tough decision, directly severing the illusions he had when he was young.
The overwhelming trend is something that ordinary people simply cannot resist!
However, the boy in front of them was clearly no ordinary person!
Judging solely from his current achievements, Ning Huan is far more outstanding than the Seven Gods of ten thousand years ago.
Once they have grown a little, they will be able to protect the sect from harm.
As for where the wind and rain came from, don't worry about that.
So what he needs to do now is to learn from that divine ancestor from ten thousand years ago.
Choose the right person, stick close to them, and never abandon them!
If we persevere to the end, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School can definitely reach an unimaginable level!
Of course, forget about the old-fashioned ways of waiting for a high price and playing both sides; we have to go all in.
The current situation doesn't give him another chance to rebuild the sect.
Lessons from the past serve as guidance for the future; they are all lessons to be learned!
"Uncle Ning, it's good that you understand. The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School is ultimately a very special case."
Ning Hao nodded in agreement, his tone filled with emotion.
"Actually, I've had a premonition for the past few years that this continent probably won't be peaceful for long."
"It will take anywhere from ten to a hundred years for the Sun Moon and Douluo to clash once again."
"Back then, without sufficient strength, not only would the sect's inheritance be uncertain, but even personal safety wouldn't be guaranteed..."
Then he changed the subject, looking at Ning Huan with a hint of curiosity:
"Speaking of which, Xiao Huan, since you were able to guide me to see through the situation on the mainland, do you have a corresponding strategy?"
It would have been better if this hadn't been said.
Once he said it, all eyes turned to Ning Huan again, leaving him feeling quite helpless.
After two days of battling it out and then spending most of the day arguing here, I'm really sleepy!
"It's not really a strategy, just a general idea. Whether it will work or not is another matter."
Left with no other choice, Ning Huan had to muster his strength and speak very quickly:
"If you want to survive in chaotic times, strength is one aspect, and there's nothing I can do about that."
"Even if you could bring in a Title Douluo, you probably wouldn't dare to use him."
Ning Hao: I feel like I've been slandered...
"As for the other aspect, it's our current stance."
"Standing?" Ning Hao murmured to himself, seemingly lost in thought.
"Yes, Heavenly Soul, Star Luo, Battle Spirit, Shrek Academy, and even the Sun and Moon Empire."
"I think you should understand the difference."
[end of the chapter]