Douluo Continent: The Eternal Order of the Azure Sky.

Stringed by a thin red cord, it resembled a rough pendant, which shimmered with a warm glow in the sunlight.

In Wang Qiu'er's eyes, this was truly an excellent pendant.

Although it no longer possessed the same vibrant life force as before, it had gained a unique flavor that invigorated Zhang Lexuan and Jiang Nannan. When Wang Qiu'er held it in her hand, she felt an even warmer sense of connection with her bloodline.

……

"To share in your joy."

……

You've got lucky by accident. If my true identity were revealed, it would definitely scare you to death.

A slow smile crept onto Wang Qiu'er's lips.

It was a smile that Zhang Lexuan and Jiang Nannan had never seen before. The coldness had vanished, the eyebrows were curved, and the corners of the lips were turned up, as if the ice and snow had just melted and spring had returned to the earth.

That smile was so beautiful that Jiang Nannan momentarily forgot what she was going to say.

Wang Qiu'er hung the copper coin around her neck, looked it over, and nodded in satisfaction. The thin red string accentuated her fair neck, and the bluish-gold copper coin hung between her collarbones, creating an indescribable harmony.

"This is," Jiang Nannan said, looking at Zhang Lexuan's rather strange expression, carefully choosing her words, "a gift from Kong Tianxu?"

Wang Qiu'er glanced at her, deliberately tossed her long, pinkish-blue waves, and made a show of annoyance.

“He,” she said, “is my best friend.”

Zhang Lexuan: "..."

Jiang Nannan: "..."

How did they become best friends, especially since it's a male best friend...?

“Temporary,” Wang Qiu’er added.

Temporary?!

Zhang Lexuan rubbed her aching thighs, her head aching, while Jiang Nannan was utterly exhausted.

Wang Qiu'er ignored them. She twirled the copper coin pendant on her fingertip twice, and her smile deepened.

Then she raised her head and strode forward.

As the morning light grew stronger, it shone on her, bathing her in a soft golden glow.

This time, there is no more alienation.

Upstairs, Kong Tianxu withdrew his gaze.

"Turns out she's not some 10,000-year-old auntie, but a little girl."

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching Wang Qiu'er's figure gradually disappear into the distance, and couldn't help but shake his head.

The muttering behind him grew increasingly audacious.

Kong Tianxu turned around and saw that the members of the Holy Spirit Cult had already assembled and were standing neatly in the living room.

Cain stood at the forefront, his expression calm. Xu Tianzhen crossed his arms, a half-smile playing on his lips. Yan Feng's eyes gleamed, looking eager to try. Wang Xiaolei remained half-dead, leaning against the wall and yawning.

Nan Qiuqiu stood in the back row, head down, muttering to herself.

"Nan Qiuqiu," Kong Tianxu suddenly called out, "What are you muttering about?"

Nan Qiuqiu was startled and blurted out instinctively:

"That womanizing scumbag, ugh!"

Oh no, oh no, oh no, I blurted out what was on my mind!

She realized she had spoken her mind as soon as she finished speaking, and she looked up abruptly, meeting Kong Tianxu's ambiguous smile in his eyes. She was instantly terrified.

"I... I meant... Lan Qing's breakfast was awful! Yes, it was really awful! You agree, right, Sister Tianzhen? And Sister Xiaoya too?"

Nan Qiuqiu racked her brains trying to find a way to cover it up, and tugged at the sleeves of Xu Tianzhen and Tang Ya beside her, frantically giving the two girls meaningful glances.

"Huh? Oh." Tang Ya snapped out of her daze, straightened her toes, and mumbled a reply.

She was torn between two conflicting emotions—her loyalty to her friend and the debt of gratitude for being saved. Was she now destined to be unable to reconcile both?

Xu Tianzhen rolled her eyes.

Yan Feng and Wang Xiaolei kept their eyes down, pretending they hadn't heard anything. This was a slide that absolutely couldn't be touched; whoever touched it would be doomed.

"Alright." Cain stopped the noisy girls and walked to Kong Tianxu's side. "Tianxu has something to say."

All eyes turned to Kong Tianxu.

Yan Feng's eyes immediately lit up.

Is it time to decide who will fight today? The Holy Emperor and Lord Lumo have already made their appearances, now it's his turn to show off... no, to display the might of my Holy Spirit, isn't it?

Kong Tianxu unconsciously rubbed his smooth brow, lost in thought.

Then he began to speak:

"Today, I'm here."

Yan Feng was taken aback: "Which team is it today? Is it worth the Holy Emperor personally intervening?"

Xu Tianzhen spoke slowly and deliberately:

"Hao, Tian, ​​Zong".

A murderous aura emanated from them.

Chapter 294 The Sea God Descends? How Dare He Calm the Storm?

The weather in Mingdu is rather gloomy today.

The clouds hung low, heavy above the city, as if they might fall at any moment.

A somber atmosphere filled the air. Fine, dense rain began to fall early in the morning, bringing a chilly feeling that made pedestrians quicken their pace.

However, the audience's enthusiasm was clearly not dampened by a light rain, not to mention that the host country of this competition, Sun Moon Empire, did a very good job in providing support services for spectators.

At the All-Continent Youth Advanced Soul Master Elite Battle Tournament, the dark stands were filled with spectators, some wearing raincoats and others holding umbrellas, yet the crowd still surged like a tidal wave.

Umbrellas of various colors bloom in the rain, like a flowing sea of ​​flowers.

Compared to the relatively rudimentary rain shelters in the spectator area, the facilities in the athletes' area are clearly much better.

Upon entering the rest area, a canopy blocked the rain from falling from the sky. Several heating soul-guided devices stood in the corner, radiating warmth that contrasted sharply with the chill outside.

Kong Tianxu arrived at the venue early, which was unusual for him.

He leaned back in the rest area, eyes closed, resting. His white team uniform was spotless, making him look like a finely sculpted jade statue. The rain pattered outside the shaded area, but it did nothing to disturb his tranquility.

His arrival naturally brought attention to the Soul Guide livestream room, which was still in the pre-event phase.

Given Kong Tianxu's current popularity across the entire continent, even if he lay there without saying a word, he would still be a beautiful sight.

Thanks to the widespread adoption of the live-streaming Soul Guidance System, the popularity of this year's All-Continent Youth Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition is absolutely unprecedented.

In the past, no matter how large the open venue was, the high ticket price and physical distance were still obstacles that prevented countless ordinary people who wanted to witness this grand event, as well as some Soul Masters who were relatively strapped for cash.

Many people can only imagine those thrilling battles through word-of-mouth accounts that circulate after the matches.

This year, thanks to Kong Tianxu's efforts, live streaming facilities have been installed in almost every relatively large city.

The Sun and Moon Empire is in a better position, since it's their home turf and they're receiving a lot of resources.

However, the situation was completely different in the Three Kingdoms region of Douluo Continent. Every day before dawn, the live broadcast locations were packed with people coming to watch the matches, and the nearby streets were practically deserted.

Young people and children are naturally the main force. For them, everything Kong Tianxu has shown from his first appearance to today can only be described as a miracle.

Perhaps this is not enough to immediately instill faith in them, but the soil in which faith may sprout has been subtly and carefully cultivated into fertile ground.

At the same time, the Sun Moon Empire's current national strength is unparalleled. Both on and off the field, the repeated victories of the Sun Moon forces and those ferocious metal behemoths all demonstrate its overwhelming power.

There were some irregularities, such as in a remote town in the Sun Moon Empire, where the local lord once fenced off the live streaming system and charged for it.

The city lord thought he could make a fortune from this, but the next day, the Holy Spirit Cult arrived, and he was successfully hung on a street lamp to dry, and it hasn't been taken down yet.

Overall, although it was extremely costly, the plan ultimately turned out well.

At least, Kong Tianxu, sitting in the rest area at this moment, could feel something gathering from all directions towards his brow when he closed his eyes.

Faint, yet incredibly warm.

However, the warmth did not last long.

Kong Tianxu opened his eyes and felt a chill coming from not far away.

From the direction of the Haotian Sect team, a thin, short young man was staring intently at him. His gaze was like icy blades, as if trying to slice him in two.

The director in charge of controlling the camera was also a master at creating gimmicks, and immediately gave a close-up of a small window, placed in the lower right corner of Kong Tianxu's face.

On the soul guidance screen, Kong Tianxu's calmness contrasted sharply with the youth's ferocity, instantly creating a sense of confrontation.

The young man narrowed his eyes, slowly raised his right hand, and made a slicing motion in front of his neck.

Despite losing to Wang Qiu'er in the first match of the preliminary rounds and being ridiculed, the Haotian Sect's strength is undeniable.

In the subsequent matches, they displayed amazing fighting power, and after fighting their way back from the loser's bracket, they won almost every match.

Without encountering a super martial soul, it is indeed rare for a martial soul to be able to rival this number one offensive weapon martial soul in terms of power.

Tang Dahai, the Soul Emperor who suffered a crushing defeat in his first appearance, went on to brutally kill a Dragon Martial Soul Master in a later match who tried to catch the Clear Sky Hammer like Wang Qiu'er.

But all of this is still far inferior to Kong Tianxu.

Upon seeing the provocative actions of the skinny young man from the Haotian Sect, a chorus of boos erupted from the audience. Meanwhile, inside Shrek City, Ma Xiaotao, who had just been admiring Kong Tianxu's sleeping face, instantly turned cold.

Kong Tianxu himself was even more direct. He glanced at him without any emotion and then looked away, completely ignoring him as if he were looking at a dead man.

The young man's face immediately turned terrifyingly grim, his ashen complexion perfectly reflecting his extreme anger.

"It'll be soon, it'll be soon..." Tang Qian patted his shoulder.

Upon hearing this, the young man quickly calmed down, lowered his head, and a strange golden light flashed in his eyes.

"Round 2, Match 1: Holy Spirit Cult vs. Clear Sky Sect. Players from both sides, step onto the stage!"

Zheng Zhan's voice resounded throughout the venue.

He originally didn't want to participate. But since Kong Tianxu was already there, just to be on the safe side, he, as the chief referee, should personally oversee the outcome.