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"Su Ming, based on feedback from the blue silver grass, Gu Rong has brought Ning Fengzhi from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan to Spirit City. With Gu Rong's capabilities, they'll probably arrive within a day or two."

Su Ming was a bit surprised. It seemed that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's intelligence network was quite extensive if they'd arrived so quickly. Ning Fengzhi must have just returned to the clan when he received the news. And this time, it was Bone Grandpa who accompanied him.

Over the next two days, Su Ming alternated between spending time with his companions and discussing policy matters with Bibi Dong. With Spirit Hall set to establish a nation in a month, many tasks needed handling—such as Spirit Master's subsidies. Previously, the funds came from agreements with the two empires. But once they established their nation, those arrangements would be broken, and Spirit Hall would bear the entire burden of funding. Fortunately, Spirit Hall had established various businesses across the continent over the years, amassing considerable wealth, almost rivaling the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.

"Su Ming," Bibi Dong asked, "once the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan becomes an affiliate, do you think we could have them contribute a portion of the funds?"

She didn't want to impose on the clan if Spirit Hall could manage, but supporting Spirit Masters across the continent and funding the development of remote regions required substantial resources.

After considering for a moment, Su Ming replied, "Teacher, let me handle the discussions if they do become an affiliate. I have some conditions in mind that I believe will benefit both Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan."

Bibi Dong nodded. "Go ahead."

Su Ming explained, "We could allocate resources based on contributions. For example, if the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan funds thirty percent, we could allocate thirty percent of our top talent to them. Uncle Ning has always valued talent. Given that their core members are support-type Spirit Masters, they're in great need of offensive and defensive Spirit Masters. Uncle Ning has spent a fortune to hire them."

Bibi Dong agreed, seeing that the arrangement would ease Spirit Hall's burden.

Later that morning, as Su Ming was preparing to leave, he sensed two familiar presences approaching. "Teacher, I'll excuse myself now," he said and vanished.

In an instant, Su Ming appeared at Spirit City's gate, smiling as he greeted them. "Uncle Ning, Grandpa Bone, welcome. I've been expecting you for days."

But Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong were both captivated by the sight of Yu Xiaogang's body hanging from the city walls, momentarily forgetting to respond.

"And this…master?" Ning Fengzhi asked, frowning.

Su Ming replied, "Uncle Ning, there's a long story behind that. I assume you're not here today because of Yu Xiaogang?"

"Let's go; I've prepared a lunch so we can discuss this comfortably," he continued, teleporting them to a private dining room.

Gu Rong gave Su Ming a curious glance, his tone half-mocking. "Su Ming, that spatial ability of yours has improved quite a bit! No wonder you joined Spirit Hall—did you plan on leaving Rongrong behind?"

Su Ming sighed, "Grandpa Bone, I know you're upset, but you know me better than anyone."

Gu Rong scoffed. "Hmph. Who knows if that was all just an act?"

He fell silent after that, recognizing that Su Ming likely had his reasons but still concerned about Ning Rongrong's future. After all, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan supported the Heaven Dou Empire, while Spirit Hall was their adversary.

Once Gu Rong had calmed down, Su Ming turned to Ning Fengzhi. "Uncle Ning, Grandpa Bone, please, ask away."

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath and sat down, his face bearing a gentle smile. "Su Ming, I have a few questions. First, have you considered Rongrong's feelings? With your intellect, you should be aware of the current state of the continent."

Su Ming nodded. "Of course, I know. And I'm sure you've also heard why I left Heaven Dou Empire."

Ning Fengzhi replied, "I've heard. But could it really be just because of your commoner background and their noble hierarchy? Snow Night Emperor would surely have granted you nobility in recognition of winning the championship. I want to hear your true intentions."

Su Ming responded, "Uncle Ning, that's indeed my official reason, but my real motivation goes deeper. Spirit Hall, strictly speaking, is an organization for the people, except for the Angel Shrine. Everyone—from Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo to Hu Liena and Xie Yue—comes from ordinary backgrounds. Even Bibi Dong, my teacher, was once an ordinary person. In Spirit Hall, as long as one has ability, they can rise. This system suits my ambitions better."

"And of course, it's not just the system; it's the opportunity Bibi Dong, my teacher, has given me—to be Spirit Hall's Holy Son with authority second only to her own.