At this moment, Huo Yuhao and Qian Renxue's actions could be described as quite ambiguous.
Qian Renxue lay back in Huo Yuhao's arms, her long hair cascading down his chest like a waterfall, while Huo Yuhao wrapped his arm around her waist and gripped her wrist tightly with his other hand.
Their bodies were pressed close together, their breaths seemingly mingling, and an indescribable atmosphere of intimacy filled the air.
The two didn't look like opponents who had just gone through a fierce battle, but rather like a young couple flirting.
"Wow, so sweet, I want to ship them!"
The Light Feather Douluo sitting next to Qingluan held a candied hawthorn in one hand and a lollipop in the other, his eyes gleaming with gossip as he watched Qian Renxue and Huo Yuhao with great interest.
Guangling was definitely shipping this couple! In his opinion, a couple that loved and hated each other was the ultimate couple, not just a loving one.
Not only Guangling, but everyone else also looked at the two with ambiguous glances. Among the audience, some whispered, some even started to cheer, making the atmosphere incredibly lively.
To be honest, if Qian Renxue and Huo Yuhao really got together, it would be a huge boon for the entire Spirit Hall.
Huo Yuhao was a sure thing to become Pope, and Qian Renxue would become the future Grand Elder.
If they could unite, the Spirit Hall's strength would experience unprecedented prosperity.
While the audience below was cheering wildly, a group of old men on the stage were already looking ahead eighty or ninety years, even a hundred years.
One of the more irreverent old men had already imagined that if Qian Renxue and Huo Yuhao had a child, that child could simultaneously serve as the Grand Elder of the Hall of Elders and the Pope of the Spirit Hall.
This child will inherit their bloodline and power, becoming the absolute ruler of the Spirit Hall.
Under absolute centralized authority, the Spirit Hall's strength will surely flourish like never before.
"Heaven is going to prosper our Spirit Hall!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo couldn't help but burst into tears.
Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Qian Renxue felt her cheeks burning; she wished she could bury her head in the ground right now.
However, she was currently being held tightly in Huo Yuhao's arms, unable to move, and could only bury her blushing face in Huo Yuhao's chest, trying to avoid the gazes of those around her.
"Give me a kiss! Give me a kiss!"
Someone in the audience started a commotion, and soon the entire venue erupted in cheers, like a grand celebration.
"Put me down right now!!!"
Qian Renxue blushed, glaring fiercely at Huo Yuhao, but her eyes held a shy charm unique to young girls, completely devoid of her previous sharpness and murderous intent.
Huo Yuhao immediately and gently set Qian Renxue down.
As soon as she landed, Qian Renxue flapped her wings and flew towards the Hall of Offerings. Just before leaving, she turned back and gave Huo Yuhao a final, fierce glare.
"Huo Yuhao, you just wait! This won't end here!"
Qian Renxue shouted, her voice laced with threat, but mostly with shyness and helplessness.
After shouting, Qian Renxue fled without looking back, her figure tracing a graceful arc in the air before quickly disappearing into the horizon.
Only after Qian Renxue's figure completely disappeared from sight did the group of old men belatedly recall Huo Yuhao's final move.
They began to whisper and discuss amongst themselves, since Huo Yuhao hadn't told the other elders and retainers about his soul spirit, so they didn't know what method he had used.
"What new trick has this kid come up with this time?"
Qingluan Douluo asked with a frown.
"Yes, his move didn't seem simple; we need to ask him about it," Elder Guibao echoed, his eyes gleaming with curiosity.
They all knew that Huo Yuhao always brought unexpected surprises, but this time seemed different.
They decided they had to interrogate him thoroughly to understand what was going on with his soul spirit.
Chrysanthemum Douluo was the first to act, swaying over with his fingers delicately poised.
"Hey Yuhao, what was that technique just now?
And what was that chubby little silkworm?"
Ghost Douluo followed closely behind, forcing a smile at Huo Yuhao, but to Huo Yuhao, the smile seemed rather creepy and inappropriate.
The other elders and retainers also surrounded Huo Yuhao, a group of old men staring at him with wide curiosity, their eyes practically begging for a run.
"Alright, elders and retainers, Yuhao will explain what happened earlier.
I suggest we finish the Holy Son investiture ceremony as soon as possible."
Bibi Dong's voice echoed in the spacious council hall, her words carrying an undeniable authority.
After Qian Renxue left, Bibi Dong quickly regained her noble and composed demeanor, as if the turmoil had never occurred.
The elders and respected elders nodded in agreement upon hearing Bibi Dong's words.
After the investiture ceremony concluded, Bibi Dong repeatedly warned all members of the Spirit Hall present that they were absolutely forbidden from speaking of what had happened that day, or they would be held accountable.
The commotion completely subsided, and order was restored to the Spirit Hall.
Today was destined to be a busy day.
As soon as the investiture ceremony ended, Huo Yuhao was practically sandwiched between a group of old men, escorted to the council hall.
Each of them was eager to learn the details of the Soul Spirit Ceremony, and Huo Yuhao could only patiently answer them one by one.
He didn't know how long he had been talking; he felt his lips were almost worn out, before he finally explained the Soul Spirit Ceremony clearly to all the elders and respected elders.
He explained in detail the origin and method of the Soul Spirit Ritual, as well as its future development within the Spirit Hall.
About an hour later, the elders finally received the answers they wanted and left satisfied.
Only Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu, and Huo Yuhao, lying listlessly on the sofa, remained in the council hall.
Heaven knows how excited those old guys were upon learning about the Soul Spirit Ritual.
If Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu hadn't desperately stopped them, they probably would have broken Huo Yuhao's bones.
"Ahem, alright, Yuhao, I have a task for you now."
Qian Daoliu broke the silence in the council hall somewhat apologetically, his gaze turning to the exhausted Huo Yuhao.
"Wh-what's wrong?"
Huo Yuhao responded weakly, his voice revealing a hint of helplessness.
He just wanted to sleep and didn't want to do anything else.
"Ahem, it's like this, I noticed Xiaoxue... well, she seemed quite upset when she left. Could you go to her room and comfort her?"