Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

Yan spoke with Qian Renxue for a while, his face still full of smiles. He glanced at Qian Daoliu not far away, then gave Qian Renxue some instructions before turning around and leaving the Elder Hall to wait outside.

"Grandpa, I..."

Qian Renxue came up behind Qian Daoliu, hesitant to speak, unsure of what to say.

Qian Daoliu didn't turn around, but just sighed, "Go ahead, you really should have a good talk with her. After all, my Xue'er is all grown up now, and there are some things she should handle herself."

Qian Renxue squatted down and talked to Qian Daoliu for a long time, reminiscing about her childhood and her experiences after coming to Wuhun City. Finally, she hugged her grandfather and turned to leave the Elder Hall.

Outside the Elder Hall, Yan looked at Qian Renxue, who was walking out in a long golden dress, and a unique sense of amazement flashed in his eyes.

"What are you still standing there for? Let's go."

The future angel goddess smiled slightly, and then took the initiative to throw herself into his arms. The two of them were like a couple eloping under the moon, laughing and running away from the glory of the Elder Hall like children.

Chapter 185 Palace Night Talk

Tiandou City, the capital of the Tiandu Empire, is the most magnificent city in the northern part of the continent. The official road outside the city gate is flat, and the main roads stretch into the distance. Banners flutter on the city walls, and the patterns on them are the martial spirit of the Tiandou royal family, with white swan wings that show their nobility.

The walls of Tiandou City are hundreds of meters high and are made entirely of the hardest granite. The soldiers patrolling and standing guard on and around the city are all fully armored, and the grim aura they exude shows that they are the elite of the army.

The city gate of Tiandou City is ten meters long and ten meters wide, enough for six riders to ride abreast. There are also two side gates, each five meters high and five meters wide. The main gate in the center is always closed and is only opened under special circumstances. Pedestrians can only enter through the side gates.

Tian Dou City is extremely prosperous. All the streets are paved with blue bricks, and any one of them is wider than the main road of a small city. The entire city can only be described as magnificent.

People were coming and going throughout the city, and the shops on both sides were bustling with activity. Horse-drawn carriages carried goods to various places within the city.

The royal palace is located in the center of Tiandou City, which is the power center of the Tiandou Empire.

The entire Tiandou City was bustling and vibrant. As the most crucial city in the empire, it housed only commoners, not the poor. The poor and proletarians, those considered an eyesore, were not allowed to exist within the capital for the sake of its pristine appearance.

As the capital of the empire, Heaven Dou City is home to the fourth-level branch of the Spirit Hall, one of only two Spirit Halls on the continent, the Heaven Dou Spirit Hall.

The atmosphere outside the Heavenly Soul Temple was slightly tense today. An elderly man led a group of temple deacons and waited outside the temple, attracting the attention of many people around.

The old man was covered in a long, bright red robe and wore a five-pointed platinum crown. He had narrow shoulders and a slender body like a javelin, and he exuded a noble air.

He was no ordinary person, but the Platinum Bishop Sadis, the head of the Spirit Temple in Heaven Dou City. The Spirit Temple has only four Platinum Bishops below the Pope, making them extremely prestigious. He was also one of the most powerful people in Heaven Dou City.

However, this important figure who holds a pivotal position in the capital is personally standing outside the Spirit Temple to welcome him, making people wonder if some important person is about to arrive at the Spirit Temple.

Inside Heaven Dou City, on a magnificent carriage guarded by numerous paladins heading towards the Spirit Temple, a Holy Son of the Spirit Temple, whom the Platinum Bishop Sadis had been waiting for a long time, was holding the hand of a woman in a golden palace dress and talking to her.

Inside the bumpy carriage, Yan held Qian Renxue's small hand and said quite earnestly, "Senior sister, let me tell you, your palm reading shows that you have some shortcomings..."

"Oh, then tell me, what am I missing?"

Qian Renxue glanced at the person whose gaze had never left her exquisite curves with a half-smile, and deliberately shifted her body to make him even more lusting after her.

Yan shook his head and muttered, "Well, senior sister, I've done some calculations and you're missing your true love, but if you want to know who it is, I'll have to perform a ritual."

However, this ritual is rather troublesome. The carriage is so bumpy, it's not easy. As for the specifics, we'll get a room after we arrive at the Martial Soul Temple, and I'll explain everything to you in detail once we're in bed..."

Yan finally revealed his true purpose in the end. Qian Renxue blushed, glared at him, slapped his hand away, and spat, "Pah! You little pervert, I think you're just a scheming guy who wants to bully your senior sister."

"Senior sister, how did you know? I just calculated that you're missing me in your destiny. Why don't we get married later?"

Yan wasn't embarrassed at all after his hand was slapped away. Instead, he pulled his voluptuous senior sister into his arms from behind, inhaling her golden waves and becoming completely intoxicated by her beauty.

Qian Renxue gave him a perfunctory struggle and then let him have his way. "You little pervert, you've shown your true colors as soon as your teacher isn't around. It's a shame that the little fox is so devoted to you, her senior brother. If she saw you like this, she'd be heartbroken."

Yan wasn't angry at all at being mocked like that. If being insulted could make him keep hugging his beautiful senior sister and taking advantage of her, then he would rather be scolded like that forever. He gently stroked Xue'er's small hand with his right hand and asked in return, "Then, Xue'er, how do you feel when you see me and Nana?"

Qian Renxue stepped forward, her jade-like hand unable to resist poking his chest. "You still dare to ask? I really wanted to stab you to death with a sword back then, you heart-stealing scoundrel."

"Senior sister is so beautiful. She'll be even more beautiful when she becomes a goddess. Will she forget about that naughty junior brother who made you angry then?"

Yan looked at Qian Renxue's exquisite face and smiled as he spoke, gently brushing aside the golden hair on her forehead and cupping one of her jade cheeks.

A hint of panic flashed across Qian Renxue's calm, golden eyes. She quickly reached out and covered Yan's mouth. "You brat, you heart-stealing little thief, don't talk nonsense. You and I will both become gods, otherwise I would rather stay in Douluo Continent."

"Senior sister, it's enough that you have me in your heart."

Yan reached out and hugged Qian Renxue, the beautiful senior sister who hadn't given him a good look the whole way because of the little fox. Finally, he managed to get her to reveal her true feelings.

He tilted his head slightly and took the opportunity to attack. Everything happened so naturally that Qian Renxue didn't put up much resistance, and Yan successfully captured the beauty's red lips.

Qian Renxue had never experienced anything like this before. It was as if that little rascal was eager to bully her to death, greedily taking away all the air from her chest, making her breathing extremely rapid.

Amidst the swaying carriage, the two felt incredibly close, but this exchange didn't last long before the carriage came to a stop.

"Senior sister, we've arrived."

The dazed Qian Renxue was shaken awake by Yan. She had almost fainted from the intense kiss, and her palace dress had come undone in her daze. When she sat up instinctively, large expanses of her snow-white skin were exposed.

"Senior sister, look at you, you're not even dressed properly."

Yan chuckled and reached out, but Qian Renxue, who had just woken up, slapped away the malicious hand. Just thinking about how someone had slipped into her clothes and acted so wantonly... she almost fainted.

When this little rascal was still young, she just thought he was knowledgeable and understood her. She never expected him to grow up to be such a bad man, doing such a thing while she was confused. It's really too much.

Qian Renxue was filled with shame and anger when she thought about what had just happened. At this moment, an old voice greeted her from outside the carriage. Yan was about to get up and go out when Qian Renxue, still angry, stomped on his instep and then lifted the curtain and went out first.

"Hiss... She's angry... Women are so fickle, she was enjoying herself just now..."

Yan hugged his feet, hissing as he rubbed them a couple of times. Then he heard the commotion outside getting louder, as if people had already arrived, so he quickly went outside.

"Bishop Sadis, hello."

As soon as Yan stepped out of the carriage, his playful expression vanished, replaced by an extremely serious one. After looking around, he nodded slightly to the Platinum Bishop Sadis, who had just approached.

"Greetings, Your Highness, and greetings to...this gentleman..."

The Platinum Bishop Sadis, the head of the Martial Soul Temple in Tiandou City, led a group of deacons over and bowed slightly to Yan on the carriage. However, when he saw Qian Renxue, his face showed some embarrassment and awkwardness.

Sadis was a platinum bishop promoted by the previous pope, Qian Xunji, and could be considered a loyal follower of Qian Xunji. He was naturally aware of Qian Renxue's existence and knew that Qian Renxue's current position in the Spirit Hall was somewhat awkward.

As the daughter of the previous pope and the next leader of the Angel Clan, Qian Renxue was the natural heir to the position of Pope of the Spirit Hall. However, her awkward relationship with the current pope, Bibi Dong, resulted in Qian Renxue not being named a saintess.

So when Sadis wanted to pay his respects, he didn't know how to address him.

"This is Miss Qian Renxue, the papal envoy."

Yan casually mentioned being a papal envoy. Although his teacher, the Pope, was in seclusion in Sunset Forest, he wasn't afraid of being exposed.

"Greetings, Your Excellency."

Upon hearing Yan's words, Sadis immediately bowed, his attitude even more respectful than when he was facing Yan.

"Greetings, Bishop Sadis."

Qian Renxue responded very politely, and the group entered the temple surrounded by a group of powerful figures from the Martial Soul Temple.

"Bishop Sadis, the preliminary rounds for the Elite Tournament have already been arranged."

Surrounded by a group of temple deacons, Yan and Qian Renxue entered the temple. After praying in the church and reading the papal decree, he casually chatted with Bishop Sadis.

Sadis was able to secure the position of Platinum Bishop despite being a Soul Emperor, which naturally shows his true abilities. He had already arranged everything before Yan arrived. "Don't worry, Holy Son, I have already sent the message to the Heaven Dou Royal Family, and Emperor Xue Ye has agreed."

"That's good. Then I'll leave the next few days to you."

Yan naturally had no objection to Sadis's arrangements. He wasn't here to cause trouble in Tiandou City, so he wouldn't overshadow the host.

This statement naturally relieved the high-ranking members of the temple, including Sadis. The main reason was that the Holy Son's visits to Tiandou City were no small matter, and they were genuinely afraid.

“Bishop Sadis, let’s leave these matters at that for now. It’s getting late, and there are still some issues. Let’s discuss them again tomorrow.”

Yan chatted with Sadis and the others for a while, and when he saw that Qian Renxue looked tired, he said goodbye to Sadis, went over and put his arm around Qian Renxue's slender waist and asked her a few words of concern, saying that he would take her back to her room to rest.

Qian Renxue naturally did not refuse Yan's concern, and the two left the church. After they left, the eyes of Sadis and the others became quite strange.

"Senior sister, let me tell you, I stayed in this room last time. Before I came, I specifically asked someone to clean it again. The bedding is all new and has been dried in the sun. It smells really nice..."

Inside an elegant little building within the Martial Soul Temple, Yan led Qian Renxue into a room, pointed to the bed that had been clearly cleaned and made, and prepared to help her rest.

What he didn't notice was that his seemingly gentle and tired senior sister had a smile in her eyes. Just as he was helping Qian Renxue into the room and was about to take a step, he suddenly felt himself being propelled out by a force.

The door slammed shut with a bang. Yan's face was filled with astonishment and a hint of grief and indignation. He'd been hunting geese all day, only to have his eyes pecked. He'd been thinking about Awei's Eighteen Styles, never imagining he'd fallen for their trick. It was truly...

Yan walked over and knocked on the door. "Senior sister, senior sister, I noticed your complexion was a bit off earlier. You must still be feeling unwell. Let me go and check you out. Don't worry, I don't mean any harm..."

"You little rascal, it's getting late, and your senior sister is a bit tired and is about to rest. You should change rooms."

Qian Renxue's voice came from inside the room. It started off cheerful, but she couldn't help but laugh later. Now it was confirmed that she had been tricked. Yan was really... In the end, he could only turn away dejectedly, silently making a fuss about Senior Sister Xue'er in his heart. He would have to pay for it later. He was just that petty...

"You impatient little rascal..."

Inside the room, Qian Renxue listened intently to the sounds outside the door. When Yan finally turned and left, she covered her head with the blanket, her face flushed, her mind filled with the image of a certain person.

……

In the heart of Tiandou City, within the royal palace, the increasingly aged Emperor Xueye summoned Prince Xuexing to discuss important matters the moment Yan entered the city.

Inside the royal palace, Emperor Xueye was handling court affairs when he suddenly coughed a few times and couldn't help but cover his mouth, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Father, you still need to take care of your health."

Beside Emperor Xueye stood a young man in his early twenties. Seeing his condition, the young man quickly stepped forward and patted his back to help him catch his breath.

"It's an old problem that won't get better, especially after I've been in a bad mood in recent years."

Emperor Xueye shook his head to indicate that he was alright. Then he glanced at the young man beside him and couldn't help but think of the young man who was a full twelve years younger than his own child. A hint of disappointment and fear flashed in his eyes.

After pondering for a moment, he said in a deep voice, "Qinghe, you have been in charge of palace affairs for some time now. What do you think of the Spirit Hall's actions in recent years, and the Spirit Hall's Holy Son Yan?"

“Father, the Spirit Hall has purged many corrupt officials from the empire over the years, which has brought a clean atmosphere to various parts of the continent and is a good thing for the country. However, they do pose a threat, but they are not the most important one.”

This young man named Qinghe is none other than the current Crown Prince of Heaven Dou, Xue Qinghe, the eldest son of the royal family. After hearing his father's words, he replied, "I believe that the Spirit Hall is not the key to breaking the deadlock. The most urgent task now should be to win over the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

The three upper sects have always been the leaders in the Soul Master world, but Haotian is too straightforward and Landian is too arrogant. Their strength is not weak, so they are not easy to win over.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is different. It has considerable influence, but because of the inherent defects in its martial soul, it cannot become a Title Douluo, making it the most suitable target.

We have already figured out why they got closer to the Spirit Hall in previous years. As long as we have that kind of mechanical device in hand, great things can be expected.

As for the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, there hasn't been much news about him in the past two years. I wonder if he's one of those people who 'promising in childhood but not necessarily in adulthood.'

Chapter 186 Prelude to the Preliminary Selection

"Qinghe, your considerations on everything else are quite good, but we must not let our guard down against the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall." Inside the Heaven Dou City Imperial Palace, Emperor Xue Ye nodded slightly after listening to his son's words. He generally agreed with Xue Qinghe's analysis, but he did not quite agree with the last point.

Just as the father and son were talking that night, Prince Xuexing arrived.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." Prince Xuexing entered the room and saw Emperor Xueye, who was pale and weak. He immediately asked with concern, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with your health?"