Douluo Continent: Qian Renxue's sacrifice at the beginning helped me become a god.

As for what Ning Fengzhi thinks, that's his own business.

Indeed, among the Shrek Seven Devils, Oscar is the smartest, but also the most indifferent.

Aside from his love for Ning Rongrong, he had never truly opened his heart to anyone else.

What he did was a choice that better suited his own interests.

"Oscar, aren't you going to help me?"

"Haha, haha...hahaha..."

Ning Fengzhi suddenly burst into laughter.

His aged face was filled with vicissitudes and regret as he stared intently at his daughter and son-in-law.

Without warning, a mouthful of blood gushed from his mouth.

He coughed up blood on the spot, and Ning Fengzhi, who was already looking old and weary, aged even more.

He struggled to keep his swaying body from losing consciousness.

"dad……"

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong truly panicked.

She never imagined that such a simple matter could anger her father to this extent.

As for?

In the end, those people were all remnants of the Spirit Hall, outsiders.

Ning Rongrong never understood why her father did this.

But the concern shown for her father's health was genuine.

Ning Rongrong rushed forward to help Ning Fengzhi, but Ning Fengzhi pushed her away.

"Get out! I don't have a daughter like you!"

Ning Fengzhi spoke these words with great decisiveness, using all the strength in his body.

With a roar, Ning Fengzhi took out a mirror-replica sausage from his storage soul tool and ate it.

The next moment, a long sword appeared in his hand.

Sword name: Seven Kills!

Chapter 77 Getting Involved

"Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, I was blind all along!"

"What an ungrateful daughter I raised!"

"It's all your fault for spoiling him too much! If you were still alive, I would definitely give you two old geezers a good scolding!"

"It's all your fault! You spoiled Ning Rongrong too much!"

"But you are gone."

"Even if I curse you, you won't hear me!"

Yes, you're all gone!

Ning Fengzhi, tears streaming down his face, suddenly revealed a resolute and cold glint in his eyes, and the Seven Kill Sword in his hand trembled incessantly.

The next moment, Ning Fengzhi, sword in hand, headed straight for the golden holy dragon in the distance.

"Uncle Jian, please lend me your power one last time to protect me and the sect!"

Ning Fengzhi adopted this attitude partly because he was truly heartbroken, and partly because he wanted to win over the people of the Spirit Hall.

Of course, there is another crucial reason: to use his own involvement as bait to force Ning Rongrong and the others to take action.

At this moment, the four Soul Douluos had already fallen to the Golden Sacred Dragon's attack.

The difference is just too great.

It was simply unstoppable.

"boom!"

Just as the Golden Sacred Dragon was about to kill the four people, Ning Fengzhi arrived wielding the Seven Kill Sword.

As he launched the attack, he used himself as a shield, blocking the four people in front of him.

"father!"

Seeing such a dangerous scene, Ning Rongrong could no longer hold back.

He hurriedly stepped forward.

“Rongrong, since things have already happened and there’s no going back, I think we should take this opportunity to let Grandmaster and the others kill these remnants of the Spirit Hall completely.”

"You don't need to worry about Uncle Ning's safety. Master and the others know what's important."

Just as Ning Rongrong rushed forward, Ma Hongjun spoke up.

It is not a safe thing to leave the remnants of the Spirit Hall unpunished.

The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Spirit Hall were indeed getting too close, which caused resentment among all factions.

Boss Dai had talked to him about this before.

"This……"

Upon hearing Ma Hongjun's words, Ning Rongrong was completely at a loss for what to do.

Yes, things have already gotten to this point.

Why not take this opportunity to make a move and eliminate these people once and for all?

Anyway, Dad is already full of disappointment in him, so this is one less thing to worry about.

If you apologize to your father properly afterward, he will eventually forgive you.

"Fat!"

Oscar, who was standing to the side, glared at Ma Hongjun when he suddenly spoke.

He naturally hopes that everything can be resolved satisfactorily if possible.

Rongrong had just rushed up.

Once she takes action, I will have a reason and a position to help her.

This matter can be put to rest, and the relationship between father and daughter can be improved afterwards.

But at this crucial moment, why did the fat man have to be so talkative?

Oscar probably didn't understand it before.

But during this time, having stayed by Ning Fengzhi's side, he finally understood what Ning Fengzhi wanted.

Therefore, he was on Ning Fengzhi's side.

His previous inaction was indeed due to his own reasons, but he believed that Ning Fengzhi would understand.

Moreover, he was also forcing Ning Rongrong to make a choice.

The reason why the two of them cooperated so well was because of one thing: the power of faith.

Ning Fengzhi knew that persuading Oscar to help him wouldn't be difficult, but since they were both intelligent people, he needed a substantial bargaining chip to get Oscar to help him completely.

That is the power of faith.

Although Ning Fengzhi was not a god, through his understanding of the angel god and the sea god in the previous great battle, he keenly perceived a key point.

That is, both the angel god and the sea god are collecting the power of faith.

This shows that the divine realm is not entirely egalitarian, and that the power of faith is clearly very important to the gods.

Therefore, Ning Fengzhi told Oscar that he did indeed want the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul to be passed down, and also to ensure the prosperity of the sect and to provide them with more faith power at all times.

Thus began the silent cooperation between the two.

But to everyone's surprise, just when they were about to succeed, the fat man's words ruined everything.

At this moment, Oscar wished he could smash Ma Hongjun's head in.

"Was it all just wishful thinking on my part?"

Ning Fengzhi looked at his daughter Ning Rongrong in the distance. This time, he had completely given up on her.

So he faced Yu Xiaogang and his companions' golden holy dragon directly.

"Ning Fengzhi, get out of the way!"

"If you continue to be so stubborn, I'll kill you too!"

Yu Xiaogang, controlling the Golden Sacred Dragon, looked at Ning Fengzhi, who was blocking his way, and his hoarse voice was filled with anger and killing intent.

Today, anyone who has anything to do with the Spirit Hall will die.

"Yu Xiaogang, if you've got the guts, then make your move."

"What are you, a good-for-nothing who lives off women?"

"What right do you, trash, have to become a divine master? Just because someone flatters you a few times, you don't actually think you're someone important, do you!"

"Utterly ridiculous!"

Ning Fengzhi was completely disheartened, and had a feeling of utter despair.

Anyway, things have come to this point, and the facade has been completely torn off.

He no longer cared about anything.

If it had been anyone else who had spoken, he wouldn't have said such harsh things.

Only Yu Xiaogang.

They actually believed that the words they used to praise him were sincere.

"You're asking for it..."

Having his wounds reopened and his sore spot touched like this, Yu Xiaogang, who was already furious, became even more enraged.