Clash of Auras, Yan's Challenge

"Su He, you don't need to be in such a hurry to reject me."

Bibi Dong smiled and accepted Su He's words, which surprised Su He somewhat.

"If you take on this task, the reward I offer will be very generous. I will also take care of any concerns you may have."

"Your Su He the His Holiness the Pope your trust, but I am aware that I am still young, inexperienced, and lack the ability to shoulder such a great responsibility."

"Su He deeply grateful for His Holiness the Pope's high regard!"

Su He bowed respectfully to Bibi Dong again.

"The Great Enshrined still needs to question me. If His Holiness the Pope has nothing else to say, I will take my leave."

Su He stood up, and before Bibi Dong could answer, he turned his back and walked towards the exit of the Pope's Hall. As he left, he gave Yan a look, signaling him to come find him in the Worship Hall after he came out. The latter nodded slightly in understanding.

"Farewell." Qian Renxue also bowed, her beautiful purple eyes showing no emotion for her biological mother, and without even glancing at Bibi Dong again, she followed Su He out.

"Wait!"

Bibi Dong frowned slightly and shouted in a low voice, revealing the aura of Super Douluo, which pressed down on Su He and Qian Renxue.

Su He was stunned, feeling as if her body was locked in place by a powerful aura, and her steps gradually slowed down.

"Hmph! Abyssal Golden Lion!"

"Roar!!"

Su He had already sensed that people Pope's Hall were paying attention to the situation here, so she immediately stopped hesitating and, relying on her superb control over her aura, activated her Martial Soul to withstand Bibi Dong's aura suppression.

With a thunderous roar, the Abyssal Golden Lion established its own domain under the oppressive aura of the Super Douluo. Qian Renxue, naturally, would not stand idly by; she grasped Su He's hand with her soft fingers, sharing the pressure with him.

With divine wings sprouting from its back, Angel Descent. Upon seeing the holy angel, Bibi Dong felt a surge of intense disgust. It was a shadow that had lingered for many years, a shadow cast by the man she still could not forgive, even after all these years.

"The Angel Clan..."

Bibi Dong murmured, her voice low, but anyone could see that the Pope's mood was like that of someone in purgatory.

Su He narrowed her eyes slightly, staring intently at Bibi Dong.

This woman's strength is indeed unfathomable. Both her and Qian Renxue's Martial Soul are extremely powerful, especially the Abyssal Golden Lion, which has a particularly domineering control over its aura. Even when the two of them work together, they can only rival Bibi Dong's aura.

As expected, the gap is still quite large. The most urgent task is to break through to the Soul Sage as soon as possible. Only with Martial Soul Avatar will they have the qualifications to compete with Bibi Dong.

Thinking of this, Su He stared intently at Bibi Dong and spoke.

"Your His Holiness the Pope, is there anything else?"

"Snort!"

Seeing that her imposing aura was blocked by the two people, and sensing an old man glaring at her from outside the door, Bibi Dong could only snort coldly and withdraw her aura.

At that moment, Bibi Dong finally understood that Su He was no longer the cub that could be easily manipulated, but a strong young Lion about to enter its prime.

Behind this young male Lion, there is an old crocodile and an old lion protecting him, and they will not allow anyone to interfere with his growth.

The climate in Su He has matured.

Seeing that Su He and Qian Renxue had emerged safely, the Golden Crocodile Douluo was lurking in the shadows, withdrew his Spiritual Power.

Bibi Dong gripped the Pope's Scepter in her hand with a sense of helplessness, suddenly feeling somewhat lost.

"Elders, please go back and rest. Xie Yue and Yan, you may also leave. Nana, please stay."

After the two had walked away, Bibi Dong turned around and said this to the several Spirit Hall elders with different expressions. At the same time, she called away Xie Yue and Yan from the Golden Generation, leaving only Hu Liena behind.

"Teacher..."

Hu Liena looked at Bibi Dong, who was silent, and went over to comfort her.

"Never mind..." Bibi Dong smiled as she looked at Hu Liena, stroking the latter's cheek, and said with some reluctance.

"Nana, your Teacher isn't one to give up easily. There are some things Teacher 'll definitely fight for you."

"This time, we'll definitely fight them to the bitter end and see who has the last laugh."

As expected of one of the top experts on the mainland, putting everything else aside, his mindset is truly admirable.

The path of cultivation is about seizing opportunities from the heavens. What's truly terrifying is not the extent of one's injuries, but the loss of the motivation to advance further. Su He has always understood this principle: only a person with a truly strong heart has the right to become a powerful individual.

"Su He, Sister Xue, you two actually went against His Holiness the Pope!"

Inside the Worship Hall, a boy about the same age as Su He patted Su He on the shoulder and sighed to Su He and Qian Renxue.

Although the boy's appearance wasn't particularly outstanding, he was extremely robust, giving off a powerful yet beautiful aura. He had long, fiery red hair, flame-like markings all over his body, and even his eyes were dark red. Wearing a dark red coat, who else could it be but Yan?

"We've already torn off all pretense, why bother with all that formality?"

Su He took a sip of the Seven Treasures Tea she had obtained from Ning Fengzhi and spoke slowly.

Qian Renxue stood silently to the side and nodded slightly. As for whether she had any feelings for her biological mother, she certainly did, but those feelings had been worn away by years of indifference and disgust.

If you don't give birth to someone and raise them, you have no way to repay them. If you give birth to someone and raise them, you can repay them even with your head cut off. If you give birth to someone and don't raise them, you can repay them even with a finger cut off!

Qian Renxue only hoped that she would never have to lose a finger in the future.

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since we've fought."

Yan changed the subject, looking at Su He with a wicked smile, his dark red eyes filled with fighting spirit, burning like a raging fire.

Seeing that Su He didn't seem to want to talk to him, Yan became a little anxious and continued to speak.

"I haven't had a chance to spar with anyone since I reached the Soul Emperor level, Su He, we haven't touched each other in so long, just do me a favor!"

Su He smiled helplessly. Yan's martial arts fanaticism hadn't changed at all. He could naturally tell that the latter's strength was at level sixty-one, and his Soul Power was very solid.

But against himself, he was still far too inexperienced. He and Yan were not even in the same league.

If Yan is a genius, then Su He can be considered a strong person.

Just as he was about to refuse, he heard his grandfather Mighty Lion Douluo, voice coming from behind him.

"Xiao He, why don't you have a go at this kid?"

"Grandpa!" Su He could only nod helplessly when she saw that her grandfather had already spoken. Led by Yan, the group went to the Training Ground.