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Gu Rong noticed Ning Fengzhi was still deep in thought and decided to speak first. "Su Ming, tell us, if the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan were to join Spirit Hall, would there be any restrictions on our development?"

Su Ming shook his head. "I can assure you that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan would retain a degree of autonomy. The only requirement would be to provide support from the core disciples in the rear guard if Spirit Hall enters into a national conflict."

"And as for the safety of these core disciples, you won't need to worry. They'll be well-protected, and I'll do my best to provide ample protective amulets for them."

Gu Rong looked surprised. "Are you certain? Becoming Spirit Hall's subsidiary doesn't mean we'll have to pay regular tribute or fulfill other obligations?"

Su Ming smiled. "Not at all. If Spirit Hall demanded such things, there wouldn't be enough Spirit Masters willing to join. Besides, Grandpa Bone, you know that the lower-ranked clans have long supported Spirit Hall without issue."

"But..." Su Ming paused.

"Well? There's a catch, right?" Gu Rong pressed, his suspicion evident.

Su Ming reassured him. "Not exactly. The only expectation is participation in Spirit Hall's merit-based system. If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan becomes a subsidiary and doesn't contribute, they likely won't receive additional resources."

"Money isn't of great interest to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan," Su Ming continued, "but high-quality Spirit Bones or top-grade amulets, perhaps? Grandpa Bone, these must be valuable to you."

After hearing Su Ming's words, both Gu Rong and Ning Fengzhi felt Su Ming had effectively cornered them. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan was indeed in need of high-quality Spirit Bones and amulets, and such resources were rare in their ranks.

Once Su Ming finished, he looked at Ning Fengzhi earnestly. "Uncle Ning, to be honest, is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan truly bound to the Heaven Dou Empire?"

Ning Fengzhi frowned but remained silent. In truth, he was tempted by Su Ming's offer. If Spirit Hall did wage war later, this might be the best time to align with them. Despite years of supporting Heaven Dou, they had gained little in return. His main concern now was that many of their assets were still within the empire's borders.

"Fine! I'll agree," Ning Fengzhi said after a pause, "but I'll need some time to secure some of our assets in Heaven Dou or relocate them to safer locations."

Hearing Ning Fengzhi's decision, Su Ming finally broke into a smile. "Thank you, Uncle Ning! Now let's eat; I'm starving."

Seeing Su Ming revert to his usual, relaxed demeanor, Ning Fengzhi chuckled. "You really switch modes fast! During negotiations, you were all serious, and now you're back to your cheerful self."

Su Ming chuckled as he took a bite of food. "Well, Uncle Ning, that's the nature of negotiations. And besides, I had one more point up my sleeve that I didn't even have to use."

Intrigued, Ning Fengzhi asked, "And what was that? Now that we're on the same side, maybe you can share."

Su Ming grinned. "It seems like your intelligence network missed a piece of information, so I'll let you in on it. Yu Yuanzhen is dead—killed by me in a single strike."

"Hmm, hm—WHAT?!" Ning Fengzhi nearly dropped his chopsticks in shock. Gu Rong, stunned, yelled loud enough to make Su Ming's ears ring.

Seeing their reaction, Su Ming continued, "If you don't believe me, you'll find out soon enough. And now, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is led by Yu Luomian, but ultimately, I'm in control of the clan."

"Uncle Ning, surprised? Now, technically, the Upper Three Clans are down to two."

Ning Fengzhi was in disbelief. "But how? Yu Yuanzhen was said to have the ability to briefly reach demi-god level strength! And you killed him in a single blow? How?"

Instead of answering directly, Su Ming looked at Gu Rong. "Grandpa Bone, it's been a while. Have you reached level 95 yet?"

Gu Rong awkwardly replied, "I've had some insights but haven't quite managed it yet."

Su Ming smirked. "Would you like to test my abilities? I know you're skeptical, so why not see for yourself?"

Though initially resistant, Ning Fengzhi spoke up. "Sure! Grandpa Bone, why don't we find a secluded area to test this?"

"Fengzhi, you!" Gu Rong exclaimed in protest.

But Ning Fengzhi knew it was time to push Gu Rong. "What's wrong, Grandpa Bone? Are you afraid of Su Ming? You're the continent's premier defense-type Title Douluo. Su Ming is only a Spirit Emperor—surely you can block his attack?"

Red-faced, Gu Rong declared, "Of course I'm not afraid! Let's do this!"

Su Ming chuckled, understanding that they were both skeptical of his abilities. "Oh, and there's one more thing. I've received the Life Goddess's Inheritance."

Since it was impossible to keep the events at the Hall of the Supreme Pontiff hidden, he decided to share this piece of news, hoping it would strengthen their resolve.