Lu Mingfei starts from Douluo

The news that Wu Tianzong had taken office as Haotian Douluo and that Tang Chen's power over Wuhun City spread throughout the continent in an instant.

All the informants from various factions saw the oppressive battle raging with blood-red light high in the sky. Even the fact that all the elders of the Spirit Hall came out in force could not stop the battle.

Finally, Tang Chen left triumphantly, while the Spirit Hall remained silent, making everyone on the continent realize the power of Wu Tianzong after his comeback. For a time, the entire continent was in an uproar.

Although the Spirit Hall's previous retreat was enough to illustrate the situation, this battle is undoubtedly more convincing, and the Wu Tian Sect, the number one sect in the world, has undoubtedly made a complete comeback.

This prompted many forces to begin making new plans, with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Heavenly Dou Royal Family, being geographically close, naturally bearing the brunt. That night, the sky was pitch black, a few wisps of wind causing the clouds to swirl and roll, yet only a deeper darkness peeked through the gaps in the rolling clouds. "Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, what do you think?"

Ning Fengzhi leaned against the window of his study, looking at the intelligence report sent back to him, his brows furrowed slightly, a look of some inner conflict on his face.

The good news was that Tang Chen's imposing aura completely suppressed the Spirit Hall's arrogance, making their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School inconspicuous. But this was also bad news. With someone like Tang Chen around, their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had no hope of success in anything they did. It was as if two Spirit Halls had appeared on the continent, and their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School could forget about ever having a chance to rise to prominence.

"Fengzhi, we can only wait and see what happens, and do nothing," Sword Douluo shook his head and reminded Ning Fengzhi.

Having spent so many years together, he knew that Ning Fengzhi was determined to bring glory to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, but the current situation didn't allow him to do anything. "That's right, Fengzhi, let's focus on nurturing Rongrong. We can talk about the rest later," Bone Douluo also advised. The two of them were behemoths; what could they, mere shrimps, possibly do?

Ning Fengzhi also sighed. He did feel somewhat disappointed and unwilling, but that was all.

No matter how many alliances and rivalries are formed, they are all insignificant in the face of absolute power; that is the reality.

"It's a pity about Lu Mingfei." Ning Fengzhi sighed. Although he had high hopes for Lu Mingfei before, he was no match for a level 99 Peerless Douluo. At least for the next few decades, this situation would not change much.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps sounded outside the study.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, news has arrived from the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace that Emperor Xue Ye has suddenly fallen ill and requests your presence to examine his pulse," a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School rushed in to report.

"What happened that Emperor Xueye fell ill?" Ning Fengzhi's expression changed drastically. He knew very well that if it were just an ordinary illness, Emperor Xueye would never have sent someone to summon him overnight.

"According to the messenger, Emperor Xueye's symptoms are exactly the same as those of the three princes when they fell ill, and I'm afraid the situation is not optimistic." Ning Fengzhi immediately thought of the scene when the three princes were slowly recovering from their illness, and his heart sank. It was obvious that this was not an accident, but rather the result of someone deliberately poisoning him.

"Uncle Jian, thank you for your help. Uncle Gu, we'll leave the sect in your care."

Sword Bone Douluo nodded, and then immediately took Ning Fengzhi into the sky and headed to the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.

On the other side, the Haotian Sect also received the same message. The Tiandou Empire had provided great assistance to the Wutian Sect, and both morally and logically, the Wutian Sect had to make this trip.

"Then let's go." Tang Chen nodded. The agreement he reached with the Spirit Hall basically meant abandoning the Heaven Dou Empire. Now, he could help as much as he could, which was also a way of repaying the favor he had done back then.

Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace.

Prince Xuexing, Xue Beng, the three education committee members, and Princess Xueke had been waiting by the bedside for a long time, while Poison Douluo kept checking with his soul power, but still couldn't stop shaking his head.

"Meng Shenji, didn't you cure Qinghe with your miracle medicine back then? Is there no way to cure him now?" After Ning Fengzhi arrived at the scene, he confirmed that Xue Ye's symptoms were exactly the same as Xue Qinghe's back then.

"Sect Leader Ning, there was actually no miraculous medicine back then. It was Lu Mingfei who saved the Crown Prince using some kind of method, but I don't know the specifics," Meng Shenji explained helplessly.

The Emperor Xueye's illness flared up tonight, and he immediately sought him out. He had no choice but to tell him the truth.

"Hmph, what Lu Mingfei? I think you're just making excuses to delay and kill His Majesty." Prince Xuexing sneered from the side. He wanted Emperor Xueye to live more than anyone else. If Emperor Xueye was gone, how could Xue Beng, supported by Wu Tianzong, tolerate him?

"Enough, Imperial Uncle, is this the time to talk about this?" Xue Beng advised, genuinely afraid that Lu Mingfei might suddenly appear out of nowhere and heal the person.

Ning Fengzhi never expected there to be such a hidden story back then, but now they can't find Lu Mingfei at all.

Just then, Tang Chen and Tang Xiao arrived. Upon seeing Tang Chen's arrival, everyone's faces showed a hint of surprise. Only Xue Beng's expression showed a barely perceptible unnaturalness. A person's name is as powerful as a tree's shadow; the title of the strongest person on the continent was simply too resounding.

"Senior Tang Chen." Everyone bowed and greeted him.

"Master, Grand Master," Xue Beng quickly bowed respectfully.

"How is the situation now?" Tang Chen waved his hand, looking at the many people in the room, clearly indicating that the situation was not optimistic.

"The situation is probably not optimistic. I beg you for your help, senior." Even Poison Douluo was helpless, and Ning Fengzhi knew he couldn't help either. "Let me take a look." Tang Chen nodded, came to the bedside, grabbed Xue Ye's wrist, and poured his powerful soul energy into it. After a moment, he released her wrist.

"Lord Tang Chen, how is the situation?" Emperor Xue Ye asked anxiously, realizing that his only hope now lay with Tang Chen. "It is indeed poisoning, but I have no good solution. Although I can forcibly expel the poison, your body cannot withstand it, and you probably won't live past next year." Tang Chen shook his head. He could use the power of the Asura God to expel the poison, but Xue Ye's body simply could not withstand the baptism of the Asura God's power; it would be tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst.

Upon hearing Tang Chen's words, the entire palace immediately fell silent.

Tang Chen might not care, but they couldn't; no one dared to speak up about this.

Xueye glanced at her only remaining son, Xuebeng, and daughter, Xueke, and sighed softly.

He winked at Prince Xuexing, who nodded in understanding, turned and left, then said, "Please, Lord Tang Chen, remove the poison from my body." Tang Chen ignored the royal family's petty motives; he was simply there to return a favor.

"Bear with it." He pointed a finger at Xue Ye's forehead, and at the same time, Asura divine power gathered at his fingertip.

When this divine power appeared, everyone in the room broke out in a cold sweat, especially the strongest Sword Douluo, whose pupils shrank and his expression changed drastically.

Emperor Xueye groaned, feeling as if his entire body had been engulfed in flames, and he was immediately drenched in sweat.

In just a few breaths, Tang Chen withdrew his finger. No one had expected that Tang Chen's method of expelling the poison would be so simple.

"It's over. Your Majesty, please rest well. I'll take my leave now." Tang Chen turned to leave. He had saved Emperor Xueye's life, which could be considered as repaying the favor he had done for the Haotian Sect in the past.

He had only taken a few steps when Emperor Xueye stood up and said, "Lord Tang Chen, please wait."

Emperor Xueye knew that Tang Chen's personal visit today was an immense favor, and he had to seize the opportunity to pave the way for Xuebeng's ascension to the throne.

"When my son first became a disciple of Sect Master Tang Xiao, he hadn't yet presented the proper apprenticeship ceremony. Today, before Lord Tang Chen, he can finally make up for it." Everyone could see that the future of this continent was in the hands of the Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect, and only the Spirit Hall could protect Xue Beng. At this moment, Prince Xue Xing also entered from the doorway carrying a brocade box and handed it to Xue Beng.

Avalanche immediately understood, and holding the brocade box, he knelt down in front of Tang Xiao.

Tang Chen watched this scene and really wanted to refuse, not wanting Haotian Sect to get involved in this mess. But the moment the brocade box was opened, he suddenly frowned.

The Asura Demon Sword inside his body had just shown a slight unusual movement; this thing clearly wasn't simple.

"This item is the national treasure of my Heavenly Dou Empire, named the Vast Ocean Universe Cover. I humbly request Sect Master Tang to accept it today."