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Chapter 121 Qian Renxue Goes to the Offering Hall
Black! Black! Blue and gold!

Only three spirit rings!

Ling Han, the master of the Beast God Pavilion, is actually only a Soul Venerable!
However, the blue-gold light of that third spirit ring sent a chill down the spines of everyone below (including the three education committee members and Yang Wudi)! What was that?!

Never seen before! Never heard of before! But that aura was far superior to the four 100,000-year soul rings combined!
boom--! ! !
The entire square fell into a petrified, deathly silence!
Everyone, whether they were students who had collapsed to the ground, instructors who were barely standing, or even the three knowledgeable members of the teaching committee and the determined Yang Wudi, felt as if they had been hit hard on the head by an invisible giant hammer!

His eyes were wide open to the extreme, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets!

His mouth opened unconsciously, but no sound came out!
Their minds went blank, leaving only those three god-like figures and the soul ring configuration that overturned their lifelong understanding and was worthy of being recorded in history!

A level 39 Soul Master… that aura… is actually more terrifying than four 100,000-year Soul Ring masters combined?! How is this possible?! This completely violates the ironclad rules of the Soul Master world!

And then there are Ling Han's two wives, the Beast God Pavilion Master... seven in black and two in red?! How old are they?! Is this really something a human could achieve?!

The Beast God Pavilion... Could this be the true strength of the Beast God Pavilion? Or is this merely the surface?!

Is this the terror of Pavilion Master Ling Han?!

Fear! Awe! Shock! Ecstasy (among a few ambitious individuals)! A torrent of extreme emotions erupted and surged within everyone like a volcano!
Yang Wudi's hand, gripping the Soul-Breaking Spear, trembled slightly, but his eyes burned with an unprecedentedly fervent fighting spirit!
The three education commissioners were ashen-faced, their last shred of hope extinguished, leaving only absolute submission! The teachers and students below felt as if they were looking up to a god!

"My God! What...what kind of spirit ring is that?!"

"Black! The first and second spirit rings are both ten thousand years old?! How is that possible?!"

"The third one... blue-gold?! I've never heard of this color before! But... what a terrifying aura!"

"More terrifying than...more terrifying than a 100,000-year-old spirit ring!"

Exclamations erupted like a tidal wave from the crowd as countless people stared wide-eyed at the mind-blowing Soul Ring configuration.

"Ding!"

At this moment of utter shock, a system notification sounded in Ling Han's mind like heavenly music:
[Host has successfully completed the faction mission: Take control and rename the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy]

[Mission Objective: To completely take control of the former Heavenly Dou Royal Academy and officially rename it 'Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor Academy,' establishing the absolute authority of the Beast God Pavilion before all teachers and students.]

[Mission Rating: S-Rank (Perfectly accomplished, causing profound shock among the group)]

[Mission Reward: 10000 Summoning Points!]

[Current available Summoning Points total: 80000!]

Below the platform!

"Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor Academy..." an elderly instructor with white hair and beard murmured to himself, his voice hoarse, "So... this is the true meaning... a new life of light... the will of the Dragon Emperor..."

His gaze towards Ling Han was filled with a fervent, almost reverential, pilgrimage-like devotion. With such a master, how could the academy not prosper? The very fabric of the continent would be rewritten because of him!
The young trainees were so excited that they trembled and their faces flushed.

Those unconventional soul rings, that majestic and sacred dragon martial soul, those two peerless and powerful ladies of the pavilion... all of these were etched into their minds like brand marks.

The name Ling Han, the Beast God Pavilion Master, along with his Ice Prison Dragon Emperor Martial Soul image, will become the goal they look up to and follow for the rest of their lives!
“This is…our Pavilion Master…” A student’s voice trembled, almost crying, a mixture of excitement and a sense of belonging to a new faith.

Yang Wudi knelt at the forefront, the sharp aura of his Soul-Breaking Spear martial spirit surging within him. His gaze towards Ling Han was filled with unprecedented determination and fervor. To follow such a master was the greatest opportunity of Yang Wudi's life!

Ling Han's icy blue eyes calmly swept across the entire scene, taking in everyone's reactions. Excellent, the goal of intimidation has been more than achieved.

His cool voice rang out again, no longer containing the pressure of soul power, but carrying an undeniable sense of control:
"The Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor Academy is officially established today."

"Yang Wudi!"

"Your subordinate is here!" Yang Wudi immediately stood up, stepped forward, and bowed in response.

"Yang Wudi serves as the academy's chief instructor, in charge of students' practical training, assessment, and promotion. He is also responsible for the establishment of the 'Breaking Edge Hall' and the selection and training of elite assault troops."

"As you command, Pavilion Master!" Yang Wudi's voice was loud and clear, full of enthusiasm.

"Three education commissioners."

"Please give your orders, Master!" Meng Shenji and the other two bowed immediately.

"You will continue to be in charge of the academy's daily academic affairs, resource allocation, and theoretical teaching. Ning Rongrong's cultivation must be carried out with utmost care."

"Yes! We will do our utmost to live up to the Pavilion Master's expectations!" The three solemnly promised, looking at Ning Rongrong, who was still somewhat timid, with incredibly gentle eyes.

Ling Han nodded slightly and said no more. He looked at Wang Qiu'er and Wang Dong'er beside him, his eyes softening: "Let's go, let's rest at the academy for a while."

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On the other side, inside the offering hall.

Inside the solemn and magnificent hall, towering statues of angels radiate a soft yet majestic golden light, as if looking down upon all living beings.

Beneath the statue, Qian Daoliu, dressed in a simple golden robe, stood with his hands behind his back. His long, silver-white hair was neatly combed, and his deep eyes were fixed on the face of the statue, as if they were having a silent conversation.

His aura was harmonious and restrained, yet it carried an aura of sublimity that was impossible to look directly at, like the anchor of this sacred temple.

The palace doors slid open silently, and a tall, slender figure walked in.

She shed her gentle and refined disguise as 'Xue Qinghe,' and Qian Renxue revealed her true self.

Her long, golden hair, like flowing molten gold, cascaded down to her waist. Her skin was as white as snow, and her features were exquisitely beautiful, radiating an almost perfect divine glow. In particular, her clear, pale golden eyes seemed even brighter than usual, faintly burning with some indescribable flame.

She wore a well-tailored, light gold palace dress that accentuated her exquisite curves, and her movements exuded a regal dignity and a hint of barely perceptible...excitement?
However, as soon as she stepped into the core area shrouded in the light of the statue, several powerful auras instantly emerged from the shadows around the hall, surrounding her with undisguised surprise and doting affection.

"Xiaoxue?!"

"Snowy is back?!"

"Little Xue'er!"

"Little Xue'er! My little darling, you've finally deigned to come back and see us old folks!"

(End of this chapter)