Chapter 97 Reactions from All Parties

This is already the highest level of treatment that the Grand Arena can offer.

Ning Rongrong was about to reach out to take it when Ye Xuanming spoke first.

"We'll accept the bonus, but there's no need for a share."

Ye Xuanming took the money bag and casually handed it to Ning Rongrong.

"When we come again depends on our mood."

After saying that, he left the Great Soul Arena with the three women, under the respectful gaze of the manager and a group of staff.

In the corner of the auditorium.

Yu Luomian stood up with a gloomy expression, pushed through the crowd, and quickly left the Soul Arena.

He couldn't wait a moment longer.

This matter must be reported to the sect leader and his elder brother Yu Yuanzhen immediately.

The majesty of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family will never be challenged in this way.

Ye Xuanming, and a monstrous team—this is no longer just a petty squabble among the younger generation; it's a confrontation with the three upper sects.

A direct threat to his position.

In another, more secluded private room.

Salas, the Platinum Bishop of the Martial Soul Temple in Heaven Dou City, was writing a secret letter with trembling hands.

His face was a mixture of shock, fervor, and fear.

As the highest-ranking person in charge of the Spirit Hall in the Heaven Dou City, he knew better than anyone what Ye Xuanming's spirit ring configuration meant.

That means a completely new possibility, one that could even overturn the entire cultivation system of the Soul Master world.

This matter was so important that he dared not conceal or delay it in the slightest.

Salas stuffed the written letter into a specially made metal tube and handed it to the man in black behind him.

"Send it to Spirit City immediately and hand it over to His Holiness the Pope personally!"

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

The man in black accepted the order and his figure silently disappeared into the darkness.

Ye Family Manor.

As soon as the four entered the door, Ning Rongrong could no longer hold back.

"Brother Ye! We won! Four against seven! We really won!"

She clung to Ye Xuanming's arm, jumping and skipping like a child who had received candy.

Dugu Yan walked to the side, poured herself a glass of water, and said calmly, "What's the big deal? The opponents are just a bunch of trash."

But the slight upturn of her lips betrayed her inner joy.

"You can't say that."

Ning Rongrong retorted defiantly, "Those are seven Soul Masters! Without my help, could you have won so easily?"

"We can win even without your help, it just takes a little more effort," Dugu Yan retorted without any politeness.

"you!"

Seeing that the two were about to start arguing again, Ye Xuanming shook his head helplessly.

He walked over to Ye Lingling and asked softly, "Lingling, how are you feeling today?"

Ye Lingling raised her head, her light blue hair gleaming softly under the light.

"The consumption of soul power is not high, and everyone's teamwork is much better than in the training room."

"Mainly, Xuanming, you're too strong."

For Ye Lingling, being able to fight alongside her companions and achieve victory was an unprecedented experience.

Just then, a servant strode in, holding an invitation in his hands.

"Young Master Ye, the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has sent an invitation to you and the three young ladies tonight for a banquet to celebrate your success."

Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan.

The atmosphere inside the sect's council hall was oppressive.

Yu Luomian stood in the center of the hall and recounted everything that had happened in the Heaven Dou Great Battle Arena.

He focused on describing the terrifying soul ring configuration of Ye Xuanming and his three companions, and how they utterly crushed the Beast Squad.

In the main hall, Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen sat upright on a dragon-headed chair, his face ashen.

He didn't speak, he just listened quietly.

But the air inside the hall grew increasingly heavy as Yu Luomian narrated, and even flashes of lightning flickered between the beams and pillars.

When Yu Luomian finished speaking the last word, the entire hall fell into a deathly silence.

After a long while, Yu Yuanzhen's deep voice slowly rang out.

"Are you telling the truth?"

"Brother, I swear on my martial spirit, every word is true!"

Yu Luomian's voice carried a hint of excitement, "I saw it with my own eyes; those four people's spirit rings were definitely not an illusion!"

Yu Yuanzhen closed his eyes.

The situation of Ye Xuanming and the others must be due to some kind of extraordinary encounter, or they must have obtained some heaven-defying immortal herbs.

But whatever the reason, the facts are clear.

A terrifying force, capable of threatening the status of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, has quietly risen.

"This child must not be allowed to live."

Yu Yuanzhen slowly opened his eyes, a chilling killing intent flashing in his dark green pupils.

"Pass on my order: summon all the sect elders for a meeting!"

Three days later, in Wuhun City, at the Papal Palace.

Bibi Dong leaned back on her magnificent throne, holding in her hand a secret letter that Salas had urgently sent from Tiandou City.

She has already read the contents of the letter.

Her exquisitely beautiful face was expressionless, revealing neither joy nor anger.

However, Ghost Douluo and Yue Guan, who were beside her, could feel that the temperature in the entire hall had dropped by several degrees.

"Purple, purple, black, black—"

Bibi Dong murmured these four words softly, her voice carrying a strange tone.


She casually placed the letter aside.

"Chrysanthemum Douluo".

"Your subordinate is here." Yue Guan stepped forward and bowed.

"Go to Tiandou City yourself."

Bibi Dong said calmly, "Go and meet this young man named Ye Xuanming."

"Tell him that as long as he's willing to join the Spirit Hall, I can give him anything he wants."

"Guidance from a Title Douluo, inexhaustible cultivation resources, and even a future position as an elder."

A chill runs through Yue Guanxin's heart.

His Holiness the Pope has offered such generous terms.

This is no longer a simple recruitment; it's the Spirit Hall pouring all its resources into cultivating a future powerhouse.

"What if he refuses?" Yue Guan asked cautiously.

A cold smile curved at the corners of Bibi Dong's lips.

"Then destroy him."

"Understood."

Meanwhile, at the Ye Family Manor.

For the next three days, Ye Xuanming and his companions did not go to the Great Soul Arena.

Although they won that battle easily, it also made them realize some problems in their teamwork.

Every day, they are in the training room, conducting high-intensity training to address those issues.

On this day, the four had just finished training and were resting in the living room.

"Brother Ye, when are we going to the Great Soul Arena again?" Ning Rongrong swung her legs, looking rather bored.

"Playing four against seven again is so boring."

Dugu Yan leaned back on the sofa and said lazily, "If we're going to fight, we should find some stronger opponents."

"For example?"

"For example, go and challenge other colleges!" Dugu Yan's tone carried a hint of provocation.

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