Chapter 584: Three-Tailed Demon Fox’s Right Arm Bone and the Star Luo Royal Family

After Ning Rongrong's knives had wounded the three-tailed demon fox, she maintained her focus, carefully aiming her five sharp knives. They flew like streaks of lightning toward the wounded fox, which, sensing danger, suddenly flashed its pink-glowing eyes—using its charm ability!

Unfortunately for the fox, Ning Rongrong remained unaffected, and her five knives struck the vital points of the beast, piercing through its defenses.

Even as it died, the three-tailed demon fox couldn't comprehend why its charm ability failed on Ning Rongrong. Observing from the sidelines, Chen Xin and the others exhaled in relief. They had thought that the fox's charm skill might throw Rongrong off, giving it a chance to counterattack, but to their surprise, her knives hit their mark perfectly.

With a playful smile, Ning Rongrong felt satisfied with her performance, despite knowing her battle skills still had some room for improvement.

As for why the charm skill didn't affect her, it was simple—her spiritual power exceeded that of the fox.

"You did wonderfully, Rongrong!" Chen Xin praised without hesitation.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan had finally found a capable successor. Ning Rongrong was indeed growing stronger.

As Ning Fengzhi was about to remind her to absorb the spirit ring, he noticed a sudden intense glow emanating from the fox's body.

"This light… could it be a spirit bone?" Ning Fengzhi murmured in disbelief.

Chen Xin quickly approached the fox's body, extended a finger, and a spirit bone rose into the air, hovering before them.

Chen Xin chuckled, "Rongrong, you're truly lucky! It's a 30,000-year right arm bone from the three-tailed demon fox!"

Though she had expected it, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. This spirit bone was a perfect match for her abilities.

Ning Fengzhi smiled, "Go ahead, Rongrong. Absorb the spirit ring and the spirit bone; we'll stand guard for you."

Nodding vigorously, Ning Rongrong began the absorption process.

Meanwhile, in the Star Luo Empire…

Upon returning to the palace, Davis's group quickly reported the events of the Spirit Master Tournament to Emperor Xing Luo.

"What! You ungrateful fool!" Emperor Xing Luo roared, his gaze fixed on the now gray-haired, spirit-less Dai Mubai.

"Davis! Why did you bring him back? He's useless now; he'd have been better off dead than tarnishing our family name with his disgraceful pursuit of dark power!"

Davis internally sighed. He knew his father was speaking out of anger, but if he'd left Dai Mubai behind, he would have faced even worse consequences.

"Father, what should we do next? The power of the Spirit Hall is now undeniable, and it's clear that Star Luo alone may not be able to withstand them," Davis suggested.

Thinking of Su Ming's terrifying strength, he added, "If Su Ming has indeed inherited divine powers, we should avoid any direct conflict with him."

Hearing this, Emperor Xing Luo's frustration mounted. This situation indeed posed a serious dilemma for the empire.

"For now, let's set aside the matter of Su Ming and the Spirit Hall and observe the Heaven Dou Empire's response," he said. Turning to Dai Mubai, he continued, "And you, is there anything you'd like to say?"

Dai Mubai, still on his knees, raised his head defiantly. "I'm not satisfied!"

Emperor Xing Luo frowned, "What is it you're not satisfied with?"

Knowing he had no more hope of reclaiming the throne, Dai Mubai no longer held back.

"Hahaha…" he laughed bitterly. "I'm not satisfied with the way the royal competition works. Why should the loser be crippled and exiled?"

"Davis was born years before me; no matter how hard I tried, I never stood a chance!"

"Look at Davis's ruthlessness; I was forced to the edge! Did any of you think I wanted this? I had no choice!"

Despair filled Dai Mubai's eyes as he scanned the faces around him.

Emperor Xing Luo shook his head in disappointment. "Whether you had a chance or not is something you know best."

"Think back—when you fled to the Heaven Dou Empire, you spent your days indulging in debauchery, reaching only rank 25 by age 15. Who can you blame?"

"Joining that shabby Shrek Academy, with no resources—what were you thinking? This all stems from your own weakness."

"Guards! Take Dai Mubai away and lock him up. No one is to release him without my permission!"

The royal family was indeed ruthless. By sparing Dai Mubai's life, Emperor Xing Luo had already shown all the mercy he was willing to extend.

Looking over at the trembling Marquis Zhu, father of Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun, he asked, "So it's true that Zhu Zhuqing has joined the Spirit Hall and even become a disciple of Ghost Douluo?"

The emperor's gaze then fell upon the kneeling Marquis Zhu and Zhu Zhuyun.

"Your Majesty, my family bears deep guilt!" the marquis pleaded.

"Please, Your Majesty, have mercy!" Zhu Zhuyun added, bowing low.

Emperor Xing Luo remained silent, his gaze fixed upon them. Their reaction was so dramatic—it was just a question, not a judgment.

He had no intention of punishing them. If he ordered the execution of the Zhu family, his own head would likely be displayed at the city gate by Ghost Douluo within days.

Sensing his father's tension, Davis quickly interjected, "Father, the issue here isn't that Zhuqing was unworthy of Mubai but rather that we must now focus on our position with regard to the Spirit Hall and Heaven Dou. Everything else can wait."

Davis hoped to steer his father away from rash decisions that could provoke Su Ming and the Spirit Hall. He had a growing, instinctive fear of Su Ming that he couldn't shake.