Warm breath brushed past Qian Renxue's ear, causing her earlobe to turn red instantly, as if dyed by the morning glow.
A look of bashfulness appeared on her face, her heart began to race uncontrollably, and she suddenly pulled back a little distance from Yang Yuan.
"You... you guessed right!"
Qian Renxue coughed lightly to hide her embarrassment and responded in a low voice at a very fast speed.
Seeing her pretending to be calm, Yang Yuan smiled brightly and reached out his hand, palm up, in a demanding gesture.
"Then, where is my reward?"
"You won't miss out on it."
Qian Renxue looked at his "rogue" appearance, feeling both annoyed and amused.
She took a deep breath, the blush on her face not yet faded, but she suddenly leaned forward like a flash, her soft lips like a dragonfly skimming the water, quickly pecking Yang Yuan's cheek.
A touch and then gone!
"Alright, that's your reward!"
Having said that, she stepped back two paces again and spoke with forced composure.
But her slightly trembling voice and dodging eyes clearly showed that her heart was not as calm as she appeared.
Yang Yuan was "caught off guard," only feeling a fleeting soft and warm touch on his cheek, accompanied by a faint, lingering fragrance.
But before he could savor it, the sensation disappeared.
He subconsciously raised his hand to touch the spot where a trace of warmth still remained, then a mischievous smile flashed in his eyes as he teased:
"Sister Qianxun, is this the reward you spoke of?"
"An old cow eating tender grass—I should be the one suffering a loss, shouldn't I?"
"You!"
Hearing this, Qian Renxue was both embarrassed and annoyed. She immediately clenched her pink fist and unceremoniously gave Yang Yuan's firm arm a light punch, glaring at him with a coquettish look.
"Don't you dare act like the victim after getting such a bargain!"
"Hahahaha!"
Yang Yuan laughed loudly at the sight, his laughter filled with joy.
Seeing him laughing so happily, the annoyance on Qian Renxue's face gradually dissolved, and she couldn't help but curve her lips slightly.
It's so good!
Although her identity was exposed, her relationship with Xiao Yuan had actually become closer than before... The next morning, early dawn.
On the magnificent square in front of the Supreme Pontiff Palace, the atmosphere was solemn and dignified.
The final three teams of the Soul Master Tournament gathered in the center of the square.
Compared to the relaxed and casual posture of the Heaven Dou Academy crowd.
The seven members of the Spirit Hall Academy appeared to be on pins and needles, their minds uneasy.
Especially when their gazes inadvertently swept over that tall and handsome figure opposite them, their eyes would uncontrollably reveal an unprecedented solemnity and wariness, even a trace of indescribable frustration.
They couldn't understand how such a Prodigy could exist in this World?
Less than fifteen years old, with Spirit Saint cultivation and a hundred thousand year seventh spirit ring.
Is this even human?
The three members of the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation had complex expressions.
This era should have belonged to them.
Even facing the equally luxurious lineup of the Heaven Dou Vice Team, they didn't think they would lose.
But facing the Heaven Dou Main Team led by Yang Yuan, they knew in their hearts they didn't have a single chance of winning.
Although Hu Liena and Xie Yue's Martial Soul Fusion Skill could trade a few blows even with a Spirit Saint.
But was Yang Yuan an ordinary Spirit Saint?
Which family's ordinary Spirit Saint could have a hundred thousand year seventh spirit ring?
In front of Yang Yuan, even Yan, the most arrogant and supercilious of the Golden Generation trio, would subconsciously avoid his gaze, not daring to show the slightest arrogance.
Just then—
"Tread, tread, tread..."
A group of figures dressed in bright red clerical robes filed out from the side door of the Supreme Pontiff Palace, standing solemnly in two rows on either side of the square's high platform.
There were twelve of these red-clad figures in total, each with a steady aura and extraordinary strength.
They were all Cardinals of the Spirit Hall, their status only below that of the Platinum Bishops.
The leader among them sank his Qi into his Dantian, and his loud voice, infused with spirit power, echoed throughout the square and even reached half of Spirit City:
"Her Majesty the Supreme Pontiff—arrives!"
"Long live! Long live! Long live!"
Three uniform, awe-filled shouts surged from all directions like a tsunami, echoing through the clouds.
This was the spontaneous shouting of countless Spirit Masters and believers within Spirit City, showing the lofty status of the Spirit Hall among Spirit Masters.
Under the watchful eyes of the multitude, a beautiful figure dressed in magnificent purple Supreme Pontiff robes, wearing a Purple Gold Crown and holding a Scepter, slowly walked out from the main entrance of the Supreme Pontiff Palace.
"Greetings, Your Majesty the Supreme Pontiff!"
"Greetings, Your Majesty the Supreme Pontiff!"
Everyone belonging to the Spirit Hall, whether they were Hall-Protecting Knights or the many Spirit Masters watching from afar, all knelt on one knee the moment Bibi Dong appeared to show their respect.
Only the people from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy had a completely different reaction.
The Heaven Dou crowd first glanced at Yang Yuan, and seeing their captain's indifferent expression and lack of movement, they all followed suit and stood tall.
So what if she's the Supreme Pontiff?
In their hearts, there was only one sun, and that was Yang Yuan!
This action of standing out like cranes among a flock of chickens was particularly eye-catching in the crowd of kneeling people!
One of the Cardinals standing in the front row couldn't hold back. He stepped forward and shouted sternly at Yang Yuan:
"How bold, Yang Yuan! You dare to be disrespectful to Her Majesty the Supreme Pontiff? Kneel down immediately!"
His scolding exploded on the square like a thunderclap.
Countless gazes instantly focused on the Heaven Dou Academy, especially on Yang Yuan, who was at the head.
At this moment, Yang Yuan's gaze faintly swept over the Cardinal who had shouted, his eyes indifferent.
The next moment, his lips moved slightly, and his voice, though not loud, clearly spread across the entire field:
"Noisy!"
"What kind of thing are you to think you're worthy of lecturing me?"
Before his voice had even faded, an invisible and intangible but heavy-as-a-mountain terrifying pressure enveloped that Cardinal without warning.
"Thud—!!"
That Cardinal, who possessed Spirit Saint cultivation, didn't even have time to let out a scream. He was like someone hit hard by an invisible giant palm, instantly pinned to the ground by this pressure without any power to resist.
The hard stone slabs of the square cracked and sank in response.
His body was forcefully embedded into the stone slabs by this pressure, leaving only a blurry outline and slightly twitching limbs.
Hiss—
This sudden scene caused the scene to fall into a brief silence.
Then came the sound of countless people gasping and unbelievable exclamations.
Yang Yuan actually suppressed a Cardinal from a distance with just a look!
Although they knew he was a Spirit Saint, the strength he displayed was simply too exaggerated.
Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed, and a flash of icy anger appeared in her pupils.
Yang Yuan suppressing a Cardinal from a distance right in front of her was undoubtedly a blatant slap to her face.
Feeling her dignity being damaged, Bibi Dong no longer remained silent.
She spoke slowly, her voice cold and full of pressure, echoing over the square:
"Yang Yuan..."
"This is the Spirit Hall."
"It is not a place where you can act wildly!"
(End of Chapter)
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