Chapter 893: Bisi's Ambition...
After dealing with Tang Ritian, Chen Huai'an and Li Qingran prepared to return to Douhun City.
Where does Li Qingran live now?
The match ended, and Li Qingran hadn't even had a chance to claim the two Beast Bones he had obtained.
It's too strange to move around in the form of fighting spirits. It feels like floating in the sky like a feather. I'll have to try and see if the beast bones of this world can help me restore my body.
Halfway there, Li Qingran and Chen Huai'an encountered the elite warriors of the Soul Fighting Hall who had come looking for them.
"It's Sister Li Qingran!"
"Sister Li Qingran, are you alright?"
Soon, Li Qingran and Chen Huai'an were surrounded by several fighters from the Soul Fighting Hall.
Although the strength of the 놛 is far superior to that of Li Qingran, everyone knows that this strength is only temporary. With the talent that Li Qingran has shown, as long as he does not die halfway, he will definitely become the one who crushes the 놛 in the future.
In addition, the Pope's high regard for Li Qingran meant that even fighters above level 10 did not dare to be arrogant in front of Li Qingran, and their attitudes even contained a degree of respect.
"It's nothing," Li Qingran blinked.
To be honest, she was a little panicked when Tang Ritian took her away.
What's alarming is that a figure like Tang Ritian must be involved with a very powerful force.
If Master kills Tang Ritian with a single sword strike, will it bring trouble to the Soul Fighting Hall?
Of course, this was something she would worry about before Tang Ritian was killed.
Now that Tang Ritian has been killed, there's no point in worrying about these things anymore.
With her master around, all she needs to do in the future is help him acquire good boundary rings and gradually restore his strength to its peak.
"Qingran, how... how did you escape from Tang Ritian?"
One of the fighters looked Li Qingran up and down, not seeing any injuries, and asked suspiciously, "It's said that Tang Ritian is ruthless and decisive. We all thought you would... Did you change your ways and let you go?"
"No," Li Qingran said, shrugging. "I was planning to kill you."
"Then how did you..."
"But 놛 got counter-killed by 놖꽬-kun~"
Li Qingran chuckled and summoned Chen Huai'an in the form of a fighting spirit, pushing him in front of everyone like a beloved toy.
Helpless, Chen Huai'an could only cooperate with Li Qingran, carrying the sword and striking a cool and handsome pose.
I still need to take good care of my beautiful wife.
"What? Tang Ritian is dead?"
"You, �kun, turned the tables on me..."
"hiss--!"
A series of gasps of astonishment rippled through the crowd.
A powerful warrior, a Dou Zong, turns the tables and kills a peak Dou Zhe...
These words, which were originally impossible to connect, were strung together to form the incomprehensible and incomprehensible words spoken by Li Qingran.
Even though they had already met Chen Huai'an, the group of warriors who had lived for hundreds of years still couldn't help but marvel when they saw this white-clad swordsman in human form as a fighting spirit.
"The world is truly vast and full of wonders..." A fighter shook his head and said, "But Sister Qingran, your... uh, your Lord Fighting Soul doesn't even have a boundary ring, so how could you directly kill Tang Ritian?"
"Yes, Tang Ritian is a peak Dou Zhe!"
"Even if you fight Tang Ritian one-on-one, you're no match for him. Only by joining forces can you have a fighting chance, and even then, you might not be able to win..."
Upon hearing this, Chen Huai'an pursed his lips and his feet lit up.
A pale golden boundary ring spun out, the aura of the ancient sea whale on it had been completely erased, but the oppressive feeling of the million-year-old boundary ring still remained.
Everyone fell silent.
They all stared blankly at the pale golden boundary ring, speechless.
After a while.
"Hiss—! This...this is a million-year ring?"
"My God... the first boundary ring is a million-year boundary ring?! Did Sister Qingran slay a million-year boundary beast?!"
Exclamations of surprise rose and fell.
A group of old monsters stared wide-eyed.
What was happening before their eyes was far beyond their comprehension.
"I encountered a million-year-old world beast on my journey. The world beast felt that it had a connection with me, so it voluntarily offered itself as a sacrifice." Chen Huai'an lied through his teeth to make the existence of the million-year-old world ring seem as reasonable as possible.
However, these old guys didn't seem to be paying attention to that.
"Wow! The Fighting Spirit actually spoke?"
"My god, can a fighting spirit speak like a real person? My wife has been dead for over ten years, can I turn her into my fighting spirit? I miss her..."
Chen Huai'an: "..."
"Alright, everyone stop crowding around Sister Qingran."
Seeing Li Qingran and Chen Huai'an being stared at like monkeys in a zoo, the leader of the Fighting Soul Hall warriors coughed lightly: "Tang Ritian is dead, and Sister Qingran has returned safely. These are all good things!"
Let's take Qingran back first to report the situation to His Holiness the Pope.
"What kind of behavior is it to keep crowding here?"
Upon hearing this, everyone realized their mistake and escorted Li Qingran back to the Soul Fighting Hall.
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The Papal Palace, the council chamber.
Empty and desolate.
Tap, tap, tap.
The sound of high heels clicking on the floor.
The echoes reverberated through the deathly silent hall, revealing a sense of unease.
Sissi stood with her hands behind her back, pacing back and forth before the papal chair, a symbol of supreme power. A rare hint of gloom lingered on her exquisitely beautiful and dignified face.
Tang Ritian made his move.
That madman stole the future hope of the Soul Fighting Hall.
If something were to happen to Li Qingran, causing the deity behind her to become angry...
The consequences would be unimaginable!
"Report—!!!"
A sharp shout broke the somber silence of the hall.
A red-clad deacon stumbled into the hall, his face filled with ecstasy and disbelief:
"Your Holiness the Pope! He's...he's back!"
"Sister Qingran is safe and sound! She's right outside the palace!"
Bi Xixi turned around abruptly, her phoenix eyes flashing with a sharp light.
Before she could even open the door, that familiar white figure had already stepped inside.
Although Li Qingran's clothes were a bit wrinkled and her hair was slightly messy, she was clearly unharmed. Her relaxed and carefree demeanor, with a smile on her lips, suggested that she had just gone on a picnic.
"Your Majesty, I have returned."
Li Qingran bowed, her tone light and cheerful.
Bi Xixi's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and she quickly walked down the steps. Her eyes scanned Li Qingran back and forth, and only after confirming that he was not missing any limbs did she breathe a long sigh of relief.
But then, the report from the accompanying elder left her completely bewildered.
Tang Ritian is dead.
The first ring, a million years.
Bixi's pupils instantly contracted to pinpoints.
She suddenly looked up, staring intently at the illusory white-clad man beside Li Qingran.
Chen Huai'an held his sword in one hand, silently hovering in mid-air.
Beneath their feet, the pale golden million-year boundary ring pulsed slowly, emanating a vast and ancient aura.
The aura was so heavy that it made the air inside the hall feel viscous.
"It really is... a million years..."
Bixi murmured to herself, her fingers gripping the scepter turning white from the force.
And then there's Tang Ritian, that person who keeps her up at night.
He just...died like that?
To die at the hands of this humanoid fighting spirit that doesn't even have a physical form?
"Okay...okay! Okay!!"
Bixi said "good" three times in a row, and the shock in her eyes quickly turned into ecstasy.
Since the white-clad swordsman is Li Qingran's fighting spirit, then the people the swordsman killed were killed by Li Qingran; the power the swordsman possesses is the power of the Fighting Spirit Hall!
At that moment, the way she looked at Chen Huai'an changed.
It's no longer about being wary, but rather...appreciating.
This man is extremely handsome.
Dressed in white, her hair as white as silver.
That aloofness that transcends worldly affairs, that arrogance that regards all living beings as worthless, is completely different from those reckless people in this mortal world who only know how to show off their courage and fight.
It was even more divine than any so-called angel statue she had ever seen.
"Qingran... your kun is really great!"
Bixi stepped forward, her gaze fixed intently on Chen Huai'an, as if admiring a rare treasure.
Li Qingran: "???"
No, why does this sound so strange?
She glanced at Bi Xixi, her eyes wary.
Let alone the Pope, even if it were a true god, she would turn on him if he dared to compete with her for the title of "Lord of the Moon".
Chen Huai'an lowered his eyes slightly and met the gaze of the all-powerful Pope.
His gaze was calm, neither humble nor arrogant.
"That's interesting."
Bixi's lips curled into a playful smile.
She withdrew her gaze and looked at Li Qingran again. Her voice regained its usual authority, but with an unprecedented gentleness: "Qingran, you have done a great service."
With Tang Ritian dead, the Ritian Sect is leaderless, and the Douhun Hall will have no more worries.
"Tell me, what reward do you want?"
She is a person who clearly distinguishes between rewards and punishments.
Moreover, faced with such a genius, we must use the most abundant resources to firmly bind him to the Soul Hall's chariot.
Upon hearing this, Li Qingran's eyes lit up.
She didn't stand on ceremony, nor did she refuse.
She reached out and took Chen Huai'an's arm, saying matter-of-factly:
"Your Majesty, I desire the Boundary Ring. And the Boundary Bone."
"The higher the quality, the better; the older the year, the better."
"I'm going to raise my darling... to be plump and healthy!"
Only when her master regains his strength can she feel at ease.
Bixi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.
They laughed so hard their bodies trembled, their laughter brimming with ambition.
"Raise?"
Bisisi turned around, walked slowly back to the papal chair, suddenly turned around and sat down, slamming her scepter down heavily.
Thump!
"Approved."
Her voice echoed in the hall, carrying a fierce and ruthless aura.
"I was already planning a hunt for high-level world beasts."
"I was worried about not having enough manpower, but now that I have you, and this person..."
She glanced at Chen Huai'an, her eyes flashing with a cold glint of ambition to conquer the continent.
"...With this million-year-old helper..."
"The forests and oceans of this Canglan Continent are our pastures where we can take whatever we want."
Bi Xixi leaned forward slightly, staring at Li Qingran, and said, word by word:
"If we're going to raise one, let's raise the strongest one."
"I will let you..."
Unparalleled in the world!
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