Gu Nian Was Like a God! Yu Xiaogang Became a Clown, Ignored by All!

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty is mighty!"

An old minister was moved to tears, trembling all over with excitement.

"This is the bearing of a true sovereign! This is the ruler chosen by destiny!"

"Heaven blesses Heaven Dou! The empire's future will surely prosper for eternity!"

Unprecedented hope and fervor ignited in everyone's hearts.

It was as though they could already see an unparalleled empress leading the Heaven Dou Empire into a new age of glory!

In the clearing.

The three girls had finished their display.

Comprehensive enhancements, rule-level curses, and suppression at the level of will.

Their coordination was flawless.

Qian Renxue quietly felt the invisible suppressive force weighing upon her. For the first time, a trace of approval appeared in her golden pupils.

She slowly nodded.

"Very good coordination."

"Your preparations are over."

She held the Bright Holy Sword horizontally before her chest. The light on her twelve wings began gathering at an unprecedented speed.

An aura that made the entire Forest tremble slowly rose.

"Then, next..."

"It is my turn."

As Qian Renxue's voice fell.

The Seraph Phantom behind her shone brilliantly, every feather on its twelve wings transforming into pure light.

Golden sacred flames surged across the blade of the Bright Holy Sword, scorching the surrounding air until it warped.

That was no longer mere Soul Power, but the Power of Judgment that had already touched the domain of gods.

Xue Ke, Dugu Yan, and Ye Lingling instantly felt a suffocating pressure.

Even with the full enhancement of Ye Lingling's Nine Heart Begonia, their Soul Power had been condensed to its peak. Yet before that resplendent divine might, they still appeared insignificant.

Like three small boats facing towering waves about to crash down upon them.

Spirit Hall.

Within the Papal Palace, Bibi Dong sat upon her throne, quietly gazing at the Sky Screen.

Her expression was calm.

"It is over."

She spoke softly, as though stating an established fact.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, standing below, both bowed and did not dare speak.

Bibi Dong's gaze remained fixed on Qian Renxue. There was a trace of complexity in her eyes, but far more pride.

"In talent, bloodline, and temperament, Xue Er is among the very best in every regard."

"Those three girls did indeed receive Gu Nian's guidance, and their Martial Souls underwent earth-shaking transformations."

"The Nine Heart Begonia became Nine Provinces, the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor returned to its ancestral Medusa form, and the Swan Martial Soul gained command of the Imperial Decree."

"Any one of them would be a miracle unseen for ten thousand years in the outside world."

Bibi Dong's voice held no warmth.

"Unfortunately, their opponent is Xue Er."

"The Angel Martial Soul that inherited the Divine Bloodline."

In her eyes, there had never been any suspense in this battle from the start.

The vast gulf in Soul Power Levels and the innate Quality Suppression of their Martial Souls had already determined the outcome.

Everything Gu Nian had done merely added a few insignificant twists to a battle that was destined for victory.

"A true Strong never relies on external things."

"Gu Nian..."

A dark glint flashed through Bibi Dong's eyes.

"Your methods are indeed clever."

"But in the end, they are merely unorthodox tricks."

Shrek Academy.

Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the Sky Screen with an expression as though everything was under his control.

"Do you see?"

He spoke confidently to Flender and Liu Erlong beside him.

"This is the 'Quality Suppression' and 'Level Suppression' of Martial Souls that I mentioned in my theory."

"Qian Renxue's Martial Soul is the continent's most powerful God-Tier Martial Soul, the Seraphim. Its quality naturally restrains assault-type, control-type, and support-type Martial Souls."

"Not to mention that she is already a Soul Douluo above Level eighty, on the verge of stepping into the realm of a Titled Douluo."

Yu Xiaogang raised his voice slightly, carrying the smug confidence of someone who held all the answers.

"Although the Martial Souls of Xue Ke and the other two have mutated and their coordination is exquisite, their Levels are simply too low."

"Soul Power is the foundation. If the foundation is unstable, everything else is a castle in the air."

"I stated long ago that their defeat was inevitable."

He paused, seemingly waiting for his companions' agreement and praise.

However, Flender merely curled his lips and turned his head away.

Liu Erlong could not even be bothered to glance at him. Her eyes remained locked on Gu Nian in the scene, filled with worry.

"You do not understand."

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang shook his head. A lonely expression of being the only sober man among the drunk appeared on his face.

"The world of Martial Souls is full of endless mysteries and requires systematic theories to support it. If my Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul theory can be spread, it will surely change the entire Spirit Master world..."

He continued babbling, but the students around him had long since automatically shut him out.

Everyone's attention was focused on the clearing within the Forest.

Because just as Qian Renxue was about to unleash that sword of judgment, a calm voice rang out.

Sunset Forest.

"This is not interesting."

The voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

The sacred pressure capable of freezing souls actually paused for a moment the instant those words rang out.

The light Qian Renxue had gathered at the tip of her sword also halted.

She slowly turned her head, her golden pupils looking toward the White Clothed Figure who had stood to the side from beginning to end like a spectator.

Gu Nian.

"What do you mean?"

Qian Renxue asked. Her voice remained grand, but it now carried a trace of inquiry.

She stopped her movements.

Gu Nian stepped forward and slowly walked into the center of the clearing.

He first glanced at Xue Ke and the other two, who were standing ready but already at the end of their strength, before shifting his gaze to Qian Renxue.

"You are over Level eighty. Among the three of them, the highest is only in her sixties."

Gu Nian said.

"Even if they join forces, even if all their Martial Souls have evolved, the essence of this battle is still a Strong crushing the weak."

"This is not a battle. It is merely one-sided bullying."

His tone was calm, as though he were simply recounting something utterly ordinary.

Qian Renxue fell silent for a moment upon hearing this.

She withdrew the sacred flames from the Bright Holy Sword, and the Seraph Phantom behind her also dimmed its radiance.

She admitted that Gu Nian was speaking the truth.

"I said it before. This is what I owe Heaven Dou."

"To give them a fair chance, and to give myself closure."

Gu Nian shook his head slightly, a faint smile appearing on his face.

"This degree of fairness is still not enough."

"Wait a moment."

Gu Nian's words stunned everyone.

Qian Renxue was no exception. A trace of curiosity appeared in her Golden Eyes.

She had long since lost her initial hostility toward this unfathomable man.

What remained was only curiosity and reverence.

"What are you going to do?" she asked.

"Nothing."

Gu Nian turned around and faced Xue Ke, Dugu Yan, and Ye Lingling.

"Since it is three against one, it should look like three against one."

"I will let you experience what a battle between opponents of the same Level truly is."