Douluo: Danheng just want to avoid trouble, Gu Yuena Pursues.-Chapter 199: Qian Daoliu’s High Praise

Ning Fengzhi gave a bitter smile, looking at Dan Heng with hopeful eyes.

At this moment, all of his former air of calm detachment had vanished, replaced by a sense of humility.

He continued, "All the soul masters of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan have been dispersed and hidden away under my arrangements... If it weren't for Mr. Dan Heng lending a hand with those flying soul tools, I fear we wouldn't have been able to save nearly as many people..."

At this moment, he was truly convinced of Dan Heng's abilities.

He hesitated, on the verge of speaking. If only he had listened to Dan Heng earlier, and not harbored hostility toward Spirit Hall—would this disaster have been avoided?

Even if it couldn't have been prevented, if the soul masters had stayed in the sect and remained alert for a Spirit Hall attack, the losses wouldn't have been so catastrophic.

"Preserving your own strength was the right choice. As you are now, it's very difficult to contend with Spirit Hall," Dan Heng said with a nod.

Ning Fengzhi opened his mouth slightly, suddenly realizing something.

If they couldn't contend with Spirit Hall, Dan Heng wouldn't have said "very difficult." That choice of words meant—it wasn't impossible to get revenge.

Should he ask Dan Heng for guidance on how to take revenge?

He struggled internally for a moment, then sighed inwardly and gave up on the idea.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan could no longer afford to oppose Spirit Hall.

Their top priority now was survival.

"Mr. Dan Heng, I wish to ask you... what path should the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan take from here to ensure its survival?"

Ning Fengzhi fixed his gaze on Dan Heng, hoping he could offer some guidance.

Dan Heng replied without even needing to think: "The greatest threat to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan right now is the Heaven Dou Empire."

"!!" Ning Fengzhi was stunned for a moment, then quickly understood.

Yes, the clan's wealth was simply too immense!

And every direct descendant soul master of the clan possessed treasure-seeking abilities and could generate enormous wealth.

But now, they lacked the strength to protect themselves. They lacked deterrence.

Could those who coveted the clan's riches possibly tolerate their continued existence?

"Mr. Dan Heng, what should we do?" Ning Fengzhi asked urgently, a flicker of resolve appearing in his expression.

They had to act quickly!

The longer they delayed, the more danger they would face.

"Distribute your wealth. Unite the other soul master clans. Promote a spokesperson—someone who can act as the representative of the soul master world aside from Spirit Hall. You need only provide financial support."

Dan Heng spoke calmly.

Ning Fengzhi, never one to be stingy, immediately asked, "Then, Mr. Dan Heng, who should we choose?"

"The Elephant Armored Clan..." Dan Heng gave an answer that completely puzzled Ning Fengzhi.

"But the Elephant Armored Clan is on rather ambiguous terms with Spirit Hall..." Ning Fengzhi hesitated, worried that Dan Heng might not know of the relationship between them.

Dan Heng shook his head slightly and said no more, continuing to prepare the surprise he had planned for Gu Yuena.

Ning Fengzhi was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly showed a look of enlightenment.

"I understand now, Mr. Dan Heng..."

"Thank you! You have done the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan a great service. I have an unworthy request..."

He hadn't even finished speaking when Dan Heng immediately waved his hand, refusing the topic outright.

If someone already says it's an "unworthy request," it's definitely something annoying.

Dan Heng didn't even want to hear it.

Ning Fengzhi looked slightly embarrassed. If it were anyone else doing this, he'd definitely be displeased—but since it was Dan Heng, he could only accept it with resignation.

"...Alright, Mr. Dan Heng. Actually, I wanted to ask you to take my daughter as your disciple..."

Dan Heng didn't agree.

He had met Ning Rongrong before and knew she was a restless little girl—not someone he wanted to teach.

He had helped Zhu Zhuqing clean up messes because of her background—born into a difficult situation—but Zhu Zhuqing herself wasn't a troublemaker.

Ning Rongrong was different. He wanted no part of that.

Ning Fengzhi waited a moment, but seeing that Dan Heng gave no response, his expression grew more awkward. After a pause, he said again:

"Mr. Dan Heng, there's one more matter. It's about those flying soul tools... I wonder if you might be willing to sell a few?"

As he mentioned this, Ning Fengzhi looked at Dan Heng with pleading eyes.

These were incredibly valuable strategic assets for the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan!

With them, even support-type soul masters could have some ability to protect themselves!

No matter the cost in gold soul coins, he would gladly pay it.

Dan Heng shook his head and refused. "No."

Ning Fengzhi's face turned pale. He bit his lip and suddenly dropped to his knees in front of Dan Heng.

A few students who had been sneaking glances over were stunned by the scene.

Why did that man suddenly kneel to Mr. Dan Heng?

If they knew who Ning Fengzhi was, they would probably be even more shocked.

The master of one of the three upper sects, a future imperial advisor—kneeling to a mere library administrator?

It was enough to shatter anyone's expectations!

Dan Heng frowned. "What are you doing?"

Ning Fengzhi looked sorrowful and sighed, "Mr. Dan Heng, you've done great favors for our clan. I should have done this long ago... And now, because of my selfishness, I'm begging you for such treasures—I'm truly despicable... But I have no choice. For the sake of the clan members, to keep them from being hunted, this is my only option..."

Ning Fengzhi spoke with such sincerity that tears began to fall.

The more he spoke, the more his sorrow became tangible, flowing down in rivers.

Dan Heng felt a wave of helplessness. He stepped forward to help Ning Fengzhi up, but the man stubbornly refused to rise.

At that moment, a startled cry rang out.

"Father?! Father! What are you doing here? You—what happened to you? Are the rumors true?"

A young girl in a green dress ran in.

It was none other than Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong rushed forward and hugged Ning Fengzhi tightly. Seeing the scar on his face, she also began crying, repeatedly asking what had happened.

Ning Fengzhi gently patted her back, his eyes filled with grief as he looked pitifully at Dan Heng—

Like an abandoned little puppy.

"..." Dan Heng was truly helpless now.

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But thinking about it, he realized Ning Fengzhi's situation really was pitiful.

After a moment's hesitation, he sighed and said, "Fine. Once I'm done using those items, I'll give them to you."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Dan Heng!"

Ning Fengzhi's expression lit up with joy, and he was about to kneel before Dan Heng.

He even pulled Ning Rongrong down with him.

Ning Rongrong was dumbfounded but followed her father and knelt.

"Enough! Stop it, I don't like this..."

Dan Heng quickly stopped them.

Ning Fengzhi didn't dare disobey anymore. He got up, bowed deeply to Dan Heng, then immediately dragged the still-dazed Ning Rongrong away.

...

Outside the library.

Ning Rongrong finally snapped out of her confusion. As she followed Ning Fengzhi, she asked,

"Father! Why..."

The pain on Ning Fengzhi's face had completely vanished, as if everything that happened in the library was just an illusion.

He said in a serious tone, "Rongrong, what you've heard is all true..."

"Next, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan will go through a difficult time. I want you to remember this: Dan Heng is a benefactor of our clan. If you can build a good relationship with him, it would be ideal..."

"But don't do anything to make him dislike you. Don't force it—let it happen naturally..."

Ning Fengzhi's words left Ning Rongrong puzzled.

In her impression, Dan Heng was just a particularly handsome man with a goddess-like wife.

How did the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan owe him such a huge favor?

Why did they need to go out of their way to win his favor?

She couldn't understand, but seeing her father's serious face, she could only agree.

...

After seeing Ning Fengzhi off, Dan Heng thought things would finally settle down.

But he was dead wrong.

Not long after, two figures with golden hair arrived at the library.

One of them was Qian Renxue.

The other was a handsome man who bore some resemblance to her.

Although the man appeared to be in his prime, his eyes were filled with the weight of time—aged and profound.

It was Qian Daoliu!

Though the grandfather and granddaughter were officially in the Heaven Dou Palace and the Crown Prince's Mansion respectively, it was easy for them to avoid public attention.

Qian Daoliu had insisted that Qian Renxue bring him to see Dan Heng.

Naturally, Qian Renxue had been reluctant, but she couldn't refuse, so she brought him with her in a fluster.

Because Qian Daoliu was confident—he claimed that if he stepped in, he could persuade Dan Heng to willingly join the Spirit Hall.

He also said that he understood people like Dan Heng the best and wouldn't try to force him.

Qian Renxue wore a veil to cover her face—otherwise, her beauty would cause too much commotion.

"Mr. Dan Heng, I'm sorry... it's like this..."

Qian Renxue explained the background story awkwardly.

"..." Dan Heng shook his head helplessly.

He was in the middle of designing a flying soul device—why were there more disturbances?

Qian Daoliu looked at Dan Heng with great interest.

He focused on Dan Heng's eyes.

As the saying goes, the eyes are the windows to the soul. You can see a person's character from their gaze.

Having lived over a hundred years, Qian Daoliu was well-experienced and naturally sensitive to such things.

But when he looked into Dan Heng's eyes, his smile quickly faded.

Because he saw—nothing!

Dan Heng's eyes were like the stars in the sky, like the boundless ocean... There was only one word to describe them: vast.

And under such a gaze, he couldn't see anything!

The other party was either a seasoned, enlightened expert who had experienced the vicissitudes of life...

Or a sage in harmony with nature, with divine brilliance concealed.

In any case, this was definitely no ordinary person!

In terms of mental state and cultivation, Dan Heng was even above him!

Actually, Qian Daoliu had always kept something hidden.

Why had he, the executioner of the Spirit Hall, who had killed countless people, now become a devout follower of the Angel God, no longer concerned with worldly affairs—even after his son and the Angel Clan were massacred, he didn't seek revenge against Bibi Dong?

It was because he was pursuing a state of mind.

Once his mental state became perfect, he could inherit the position of the Angel God!

Without a doubt, if he could possess Dan Heng's state of mind, he would definitely be able to become a god!

At this moment, Qian Daoliu was deeply moved.

"How can someone like you exist in this world? Are you truly human? Truly a mortal of the Douluo Continent?"

Qian Daoliu couldn't help but mutter.

Qian Renxue's face flushed red, and she gave Qian Daoliu a helpless glance.

She thought to herself: So this was Grandpa's idea of recruitment—just throwing flattery around?

But Mr. Dan Heng doesn't fall for that!

"I'm just an ordinary librarian," Dan Heng said blandly.

He glanced at Qian Renxue, his brow slightly furrowed.

Qian Renxue lowered her head, feeling embarrassed and guilty, not daring to meet Dan Heng's gaze.

Qian Daoliu shook his head and blurted out, "No! Impossible! Someone like you cannot possibly be just a librarian!"

Qian Renxue nearly died of embarrassment. Even flattery has its limits!

Her stunningly beautiful face turned completely red.

She tugged on Qian Daoliu's arm and muttered through gritted teeth, "That's enough, Grandpa! Stop saying such things! It's so embarrassing..."

"But I mean it..."

Qian Daoliu was flustered. Why was his granddaughter misunderstanding him?

Dan Heng expressionlessly watched the grandfather and granddaughter argue.

"Grandpa! Are you trying to make me angry?"

Qian Renxue had had enough. She let go of Qian Daoliu's arm, placed her hands on her hips, and stood in front of Dan Heng.

"You promised me before coming that you'd listen to me and wouldn't bother Mr. Dan Heng... If you keep this up, I won't speak to you anymore!"

Qian Daoliu came back to his senses, forcing an awkward smile.

He had indeed gotten too excited.

After all, if he could gain Dan Heng's guidance and improve his own mental cultivation, he might just reach godhood!

"Xue'er, I was just too excited. Mr. Dan Heng... surely you're not bothered by all this, right?"

Qian Daoliu smiled stiffly, looking to Dan Heng for some leniency.

Dan Heng shook his head. "If it's not about reading, I prefer not to be disturbed outside my duties..."

"..." Qian Daoliu's smile froze.

Qian Renxue shot him a glare and muttered, "I told you not to lose your composure. Grandpa, really... now you've upset Mr. Dan Heng!"

"..." Qian Daoliu's mouth twitched hard.

Not long ago, he had destroyed the Upper Three Clans!

He was still one of the most powerful soul masters on the continent!

Yet Dan Heng didn't care at all about his identity?

"...Alright, I... I apologize. I was too excited. But I meant every word..."

Qian Daoliu said sincerely.

He now firmly believed his judgment—Dan Heng was absolutely extraordinary!

"Let's go back now and stop disturbing Mr. Dan Heng!" Qian Renxue gave Dan Heng an apologetic smile and quickly dragged Qian Daoliu away.

Qian Daoliu looked back at every step, clearly reluctant.

...

Outside the library, the moment they stepped out, Qian Renxue couldn't help but complain.

"Grandpa, you went too far. You promised me you wouldn't do anything inappropriate... Mr. Dan Heng doesn't like being flattered."

Qian Daoliu smiled slightly, calmed down, and shook his head.

"Xue'er, do you think Grandpa would lose composure over just anyone? I acted like that because he really is different..."

"What do you mean?" Qian Renxue started to realize something.

Yes, with her grandfather's status, how could he behave that way for just anyone?

After all, she hadn't mentioned the conversation between the Rakshasa God and Dan Heng.

Qian Daoliu's expression turned solemn. "Xue'er, you've struck gold. This Mr. Dan Heng is definitely no ordinary man. With eyes like that, his state of mind... even I feel inferior!"

"Either he's a powerful expert who's shed all worldly attachments—stronger than I am—or he's a born sage..."