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Chapter 432.

After crying for a while, Zhu Zhuqing seemed determined to let out all the tears, grievances, and longing she had bottled up over the past five years.

Once her sobbing subsided, she raised her head slightly and, with a trembling voice, posed another soul-piercing question:

"Wang Feng, if… if you had to choose between me and Rongrong, who would you pick?"

'I will always choose you, but I don't want to choose', Wang Feng couldn't help but groan inwardly.

'Why are women like this? Is the essence of a woman to be a repeater? How are you all not tired of asking this same question over and over again? Because I am! I don't want to choose!'

Wang Feng placed his hands firmly on Zhu Zhuqing's shoulders, looking into her eyes as he inhaled the faint fragrance that lingered around her.

"It's late at night," he said evenly, "don't ask such pointless questions. You're not some object to be chosen between. Does it even make sense to ask something like this?"

Zhu Zhuqing's lips quivered, and she lowered her gaze. "But it does…" she whispered stubbornly.

Seeing her persistence, Wang Feng relented with a sigh and said, "Fine. Then I'll choose based on one criterion—who's bigger."

Zhu Zhuqing froze, her expression blank with disbelief. She clearly hadn't anticipated such a response.

"Bigger…?" she murmured, her cheeks flushing crimson as she began to process his words. After a moment of hesitation, she lowered her voice and added shyly, "Then… doesn't that mean Rongrong doesn't stand a chance at all?"

Wang Feng blinked, completely caught off guard by her earnest reply. He stared at Zhu Zhuqing, dumbfounded.

"Alright, go back and rest," he finally said, waving her off.

"But—"

"No buts," Wang Feng interrupted. "It's late. Go back. There are some things we'll talk about later when the time is right."

Zhu Zhuqing hesitated, biting her lip, but eventually nodded. She slowly walked to the door, pausing briefly to glance back at him. Her gaze was resolute as she said softly, "Wang Feng, no matter what happens, even if you don't choose me, I will only love you."

With those words, she turned and left, her footsteps light but filled with determination.

Wang Feng watched her disappear into the night with shock evident on his face. These two girls… truly hard to handle.

The Next Day

After some discussion, the group agreed on their next course of action. Tang San proposed heading to the Star Dou Forest first to search for Xiao Wu.

The journey from the Heaven Dou Empire to the Star Dou Forest was quite far, expected to take six or seven days.

Dai –Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Zhu Zhuqing all decided to accompany Tang San. After all, the Shrek Seven Monsters were a team, and the Star Dou Great Forest was fraught with danger. It was only natural for them to stick together.

However, Ning Rongrong had different plans. She wanted to return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect with Wang Feng, so she opted not to follow the group.

Tang San initially tried to persuade her to reconsider, but he couldn't argue against her determination. In the end, he relented, feeling both grateful and moved by her resolve.

"Third Brother, Wang Feng and I will head back to the sect first," Ning Rongrong said cheerfully. "After I meet with my father, we'll head straight to the Star Dou Great Forest to join you!"

Her eyes sparkled as she continued, "Actually, my father said if you were there when I arrived, he'd welcome you to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect as well. He wants your help improving the sect's hidden weapons. Over the past five years, we've tried to replicate what you taught us, but no one has managed to integrate those designs properly!"

Tang San smiled faintly at her enthusiasm, his mind already preoccupied with thoughts of Xiao Wu and the challenges ahead.

The hidden weapons of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect had always relied on Tang San to be properly assembled. In the past five years, without Tang San's guidance, many of the hidden weapons remained incomplete. Only in the first six months, before he left, did Tang San manage to assemble a small batch of weapons.

Reflecting on this, Wang Feng couldn't help but feel a bit surprised. Tang San had formed a deal with Ning Fengzhi half a year before the competition. Yet, with less than ten months to spare, much of that time taken up by travel and training for the competition, Tang San could hardly have completed many weapons. For example, even something as basic as the Zhuge God Crossbow—barely a hundred units could have been crafted.

After the events at the Supreme Pontiff's Palace, Tang San had little opportunity to collaborate with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect on hidden weapons.

"In fact," Tang San said with a –smile, "there have been some decent advancements over the past half year. It should be enough for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect to utilize for now. Rongrong, you and Brother Feng can head back to your sect to speak with your father. After that, join us at the Star Dou Forest."

With that, Tang San and the others left. Before departing, Zhu Zhuqing cast Wang Feng a subtle, lingering glance.

Wang Feng had long promised Ning Rongrong he would accompany her back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect. This promise had remained in her heart, a matter she wouldn't let him forget.

Before they parted ways, the Grandmaster pulled Wang Feng aside. "Xiao Feng, remember—once you leave, you must remain silent and avoid drawing attention to yourself. You must stay disguised. If the Soul Hall discovers your identity, it will be disastrous. The entire continent is tense, and the Soul Hall is making bold moves. The emergence of the White Pontiff has caused a great stir. Be extremely careful!"

Wang Feng nodded, suppressing the urge to chuckle. After all, I am the White Pontiff…

Thus, Wang Feng accompanied Ning Rongrong back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect.

Meanwhile, in another part of the continent…

"He's really done it?"

In a grand hall, Bibi Dong let out a soft laugh, her expression one of delight.

Snake Lance Douluo stepped forward, bowing as he relayed the news.

"This man is truly a genius," Bibi Dong said, her face lighting up with admiration. "I never expected him to use this approach to gain the trust of the Shrek Seven Devils!"

There was a hint of deep appreciation in her tone. Naturally, Bibi Dong and her forces were well-informed of Wang Feng's movements. His actions marked the beginning of the Soul Hunting Operation, making the way he gained the trust of Shrek's team critical to the plan.

"This man is extraordinary!" Bibi Dong continued, her eyes gleaming. "Rather than directly revealing his identity or relying solely on the excuses and cover stories we prepared for him, he chose an entirely different route. He subtly guided the Shrek Seven Devils to make their own conclusions, carefully denying just enough to stir their curiosity. In the end, they deduced the truth on their own, which made his position even more convincing."

Pausing for a moment, she added, "He used their guesses as the foundation, gradually admitting just enough to align with their suspicions. This subtle manipulation allowed him to perfectly control their emotional responses. It was a flawless performance!"

Bibi Dong's tone was full of admiration. "This man cultivates by absorbing emotions, and he's mastered the art of controlling human emotions to perfection. His methods are impeccable."

The other Titled Douluo in the hall nodded in agreement, their expressions solemn yet impressed.

Hu Liena, standing quietly in the background, listened with excitement bubbling in her heart. She couldn't help –but admire the White Death even more. However, after some hesitation, she suddenly asked

"I remember that both Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing seem to have special feelings for Wang Feng... What happened when they met him?" Hu Liena asked curiously, unable to suppress her interest.

Snake Lance Douluo coughed awkwardly before replying. These updates were all provided by Wang Feng himself, delivered in relatively detailed reports to avoid raising any suspicion. However, when it came to the interactions and emotions of Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, Wang Feng had naturally omitted the more sensitive details.

"The White Pontiff reported back that Wang Feng is, well a bit of a scoundrel," Snake Lance Douluo said with a wry smile. "Both girls, due to their special identities, are deeply infatuated with him. However, Wang Feng hasn't made any direct declarations of love or commitments. Instead, he seemed to maintain some distance. Despite this, he offered them significant help in the past, which made their feelings for him grow even deeper. Now, seeing Wang Feng again after five years, their emotions naturally overflowed."

"Did they... have a relationship?" Hu Liena suddenly blurted out, her voice carrying a tinge of nervousness.

Snake Lance Douluo coughed again and replied, "No, White Pontiff assured us that Wang Feng hasn't crossed any boundaries. He is being cautious. He simply calmed the emotions of the two women without making any inappropriate moves."

Hearing this, Hu Liena visibly relaxed, her tense expression easing into one of relief.

"That's the right approach," Bibi Dong said with a slight nod of approval. "Wang Wu may have a undeniable charm, but if he were to have an intimate relationship with both girls, it would be too rash. Such actions could easily raise suspicions or provoke unnecessary tests from the two women. On the contrary, by remaining restrained and calming them, he solidifies their trust and makes them even more certain that he truly is Wang Feng."

Pausing for a moment, she added with a faint smirk, "Still, it's amusing that he must play the role of a lover. To have the White Pontiff of the Soul Hall reduce himself to such a position... it truly diminishes his stature."

Despite her words, there was a hint of satisfaction in her tone. "But I must admit, this method of his is undeniably effective. He succeeded where others might have failed."

At that moment, Snake Lance Douluo interjected, "Incidentally, Ning Rongrong has taken the White Pontiff back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect today."

Hearing this, a spark lit up in Bibi Dong's eyes. A smile curved her lips as she said, "Excellent. That means the Soul Hunting Operation can officially begin!"

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