Sweep the Snow in Front of Your Own Door, Don’t Worry About the Frost on Others’ Roofs.

One day in the divine realm equals one year in the mortal world.

Although Zhongli had only been in the divine realm for a few hours, several months had already passed in the Douluo Continent.

During these months, Xiao and Paimon had been searching the world for traces of Zhongli.

Fortunately, when Zhongli left the Douluo Continent, he had caused quite a stir at Sea God Island, which gave them a clue about his whereabouts.

As long as he hadn't inexplicably traveled to another world again, it was fine.

"Xiao, Zhongli went to the divine realm without even telling us. It's been so hard to find him!" Paimon couldn't help but complain.

On the first day Zhongli disappeared, they thought he had some personal matters to attend to and didn't pay much attention.

By the first week, Xiao and Paimon began to feel that something was off.

After a month, they realized that the old man had left without a word.

It wasn't that they were worried about Zhongli leaving without notice, but rather that they feared he might have traveled to another world again.

Especially Paimon, who knew exactly why Zhongli had come to the Douluo Continent. If Zhongli had traveled again, she would be completely lost.

"The Emperor must have his reasons for doing this," Xiao said, stroking his chin with a serious expression.

Paimon: "..."

There was something she wanted to say but wasn't sure if she should!

"Ugh, he could've at least said goodbye before leaving!" Paimon stomped her foot in the air, clearly annoyed.

For a being as ancient as Zhongli, he sure was unreliable.

In the past six months, she and Xiao had completed something she and Zhongli hadn't, traveling the entire Douluo Continent!

Though it was more about searching for Zhongli than enjoying the scenery.

If it weren't for her slowing him down, Xiao would've probably found Zhongli's trail much sooner.

Her speed was just too slow.

"Paimon, let's head back to the mansion first. The Emperor should be returning soon."

"Huh?"

"Okay!"

During these six months, nothing major had happened on the Douluo Continent, but beneath the surface, there were undercurrents of tension.

An organization called the Spirit Temple was growing rapidly, seemingly on the verge of becoming a major power.

Among them were the Chrysanthemum and Ghost...

"Damn it, they're just changing their name, and now they're putting on airs!" Gu Rong's eye twitched when he heard the news. He was genuinely stunned and confused.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei had left the Spirit Hall, but with the support of the Spirit Hall, they had taken a group of Title Douluo and even dozens of Soul Douluo to establish the Spirit Temple.

What were they planning?

Even someone as intelligent as Ning Fengzhi was baffled, unable to understand the Spirit Hall's intentions.

At that moment, a scout rushed in, his face filled with shock and fear. After bowing to the three, he said, "Reporting to the Sect Master, the Spirit Temple has made its move. They're heading straight for the Clear Sky Sect!"

Although the Clear Sky Sect had gone into seclusion, its location was no secret to the major powers.

The Spirit Hall hadn't attacked the Clear Sky Sect Daoliu's promise to Tang Chen.

"Heading straight for the Clear Sky Sect?" Ning Fengzhi murmured, his mind filled with questions.

Was the Spirit Temple planning to attack the Clear Sky Sect?

But what would be the point of that?

It was like covering one's ears while stealing a bell, everyone knew the Spirit Temple was just the Spirit Hall in disguise.

Chen Xin seemed to have thought of something and said, "Fengzhi, if the Spirit Hall really attacks the Clear Sky Sect, should we lend a hand?"

When the Spirit Hall attacked the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Clear Sky Sect hadn't helped, mainly because the Spirit Hall had acted too quickly, without any warning.

Moreover, the Clear Sky Sect had sealed its mountain, cutting off communication. Even if they wanted to help, they couldn't.

Now that they had advance notice, whether to help the Clear Sky Sect became a dilemma.

If the Clear Sky Sect fell, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would soon face the Spirit Hall's assault.

But if they sent forces to help, the Spirit Hall might attack them instead...

This was the source of everyone's anxiety.

Don't think the Spirit Hall wouldn't dare, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect had been wiped out when the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was attacked.

Not a single soul survived.

Helping the Clear Sky Sect would mean gambling that the Spirit Hall wouldn't attack the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect at the same time. Such a risk was something Ning Fengzhi and the others couldn't afford.

"Sweep the snow in front of your own door, don't worry about the frost on others' roofs," Ning Fengzhi said with a grave expression, shaking his head.

He knew that if the Clear Sky Sect fell, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would be next, but what could he do?

Sending reinforcements was out of the question.

"Ah..." Chen Xin sighed but didn't say more.

The last battle had brought him to the threshold of level 97, and during this time, he had successfully broken through to that level.

But Chen Xin only grew more solemn. He knew that even with his current strength and Ning Fengzhi's support, he was no match for that person.

His father, who had also been at level 97, had challenged that person and was utterly defeated.

Level 97 was like a rookie compared to level 99.

"If I could reach level 98, with Fengzhi's support, I might stand a chance," Chen Xin thought to himself, though his expression remained unchanged.

Ning Fengzhi seemed to have thought of something and continued, "Pass down the order: immediately recruit more spirit masters!"

"No matter their level, as long as they're willing to join the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, they're family!"

"We must gather more combat power as quickly as possible!"

The fall of the Clear Sky Sect was only a matter of time. The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had to use this time to recruit as many spirit masters as possible.

Over half a year ago, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had three thousand spirit masters. After the battle with the Spirit Hall, they lost fifteen hundred.

Now, after half a year of development, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had five thousand spirit masters!

But this wasn't their limit, it was just that not many spirit masters were willing to join at this critical juncture.

Desperate times called for desperate measures. To fight the Spirit Hall, Ning Fengzhi was willing to go all out!

"Yes, Sect Master!"

The current Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was stronger than before the name change, but it still couldn't match the Spirit Hall.

Thus, they had to develop rapidly.

After the subordinate left, Chen Xin asked, "Fengzhi, how are things on your end?"

Though the question was vague, Ning Fengzhi understood Chen Xin's meaning.

He was asking about the divine trials.

As a second-level god's inheritor, the Nine-Colored Goddess's trials only had seven stages, as if eager for him to inherit the divine position quickly. The rewards were mostly increases in spirit power level and soul ring age.

With the help of the entire Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he had already completed five of the trials, and his spirit power had reached level 96.

To put it in perspective, Gu Rong was still only at level 95!

As a support-type spirit master, Ning Fengzhi had already stepped into the realm of a Super Douluo.

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