Zhang Lexuan's Male Consort

Sun Moon Empire, Mingdu.

The Sun Moon Royal Auction House was an auction venue directly controlled by the Emperor of the Sun Moon Empire.

Here, one could buy pills capable of helping Soul Masters with flawed spirits advance to Titled Douluo, as well as Rank 9 Soul Tools.

However, it was not easy to enter. To obtain a ticket to the private rooms where one could purchase Rank 9 Soul Tools and top-grade pills, one needed a letter of recommendation from a direct member of the Imperial Family or a Rank 9 Soul Master.

Of course, if one was a member of the Imperial Family or a great noble of the Sun Moon Empire, none of that mattered.

As for how one proved that they were part of the Imperial Family or a great noble?

"Moon Spirit! My apologies, my lady. I failed to recognize you earlier."

When Zhang Lexuan released her Moon Spirit before the attendant, he still did not recall who she was. Yet the Moon Spirit alone was enough to ensure that he did not dare show the slightest disrespect, and he hurriedly ushered Zhang Lexuan into an upper-class private room.

Under the Moon Spirit that represented the Imperial Family, the attendant did not even dare ask about the identities of Lin Feng and Han Ruoruo beside Zhang Lexuan.

Several maidservants were already kneeling inside the private room, waiting to serve them. However, Zhang Lexuan merely waved her hand upon seeing them.

"Leave. We will not need you."

Seeing that one of the three arrivals was a handsome young man, the maidservants' eyes immediately lit up, as though they had spotted an opportunity to rise in status.

But as Zhang Lexuan waved them away, and they noticed that she was walking at the front of the group, the light in their eyes swiftly dimmed.

With Zhang Lexuan in front and Lin Feng behind her, Lin Feng was most likely Zhang Lexuan's male consort.

After privately envying that imperial woman whose identity they did not know, the maidservants revealed nothing on their faces and withdrew.

"What is it?" Zhang Lexuan asked after noticing Lin Feng glance at the maidservants.

Lin Feng shook his head. "Nothing. Maybe it was just my imagination, but I felt that they might have taken me for your male consort."

With his immensely powerful spiritual power, Lin Feng had sensed the maidservants' strange yet fleeting looks.

"Male consort?" In an instant, Zhang Lexuan seemed to think of something. Her face suddenly reddened, and she turned away, not knowing what to think.

"All right, the auction is about to begin. Sit down first." Han Ruoruo, seeing Zhang Lexuan's embarrassment, spoke up to defuse the situation. The three then took their seats and waited for the auction to begin.

Elsewhere.

"Moon Spirit? Are you certain it was a Moon Spirit?"

Inside a private room, an elderly man with a dense Evil Soul Master aura questioned another old man who had seen Zhang Lexuan release her spirit.

"There can be no mistake, Brother. The Holy Cult has been in the Sun Moon Empire for so many years. How could I not recognize Kong Deming's Moon Spirit?"

"But there is no reason for someone from the Kong family to come here to buy pills. Given Kong Deming's status in the Sun Moon Empire, along with the imperial bloodline he already possesses, the Kong family is scarcely any different from the Imperial Family. Why would she come here to buy medicine?"

"Brother, could she have come to buy Soul Tools?"

At that, the man called Brother glared at him. "Have you drunk so much blood every day that you have become stupid? Never mind the other Soul Engineers of the Kong family—even Kong Deming's name alone would be enough for anyone in the Kong family to directly ask Mingde Hall for two Rank 9 Soul Tools. How could she possibly have come here to buy Soul Tools?"

After being scolded by his brother, the old man did not get angry. Instead, he asked in confusion, "She did not come to buy Soul Tools, and she did not come to buy pills. Then what did she come here for? She could not have come just to browse, could she?"

Hearing that, the man called Brother fell silent for a moment. "Eighth, do you remember the Shrek student from the previous two Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournaments? The one with a Moon Spirit whose Soul Power had reached Rank 69, who single-handedly crushed the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy?"

"Brother, you mean..."

The man called Brother nodded. "That is right. If she is from Shrek, then everything makes sense."

"A Shrek student." The old man called Eighth licked his cracked lips, his eyes filled with excitement. "A Shrek student... I really want to taste her flesh and blood."

As soon as he finished speaking, his brother slapped him. "Idiot. All you think about all day is eating. Have you not considered what a Moon Spirit from Shrek could be used for?"

"Used for what? Brother, you mean..."

"Our Holy Cult should have had a Saintess long ago. If a Moon Spirit is deliberately guided into transforming into a Blood Moon Spirit, that would be another top-tier spirit! And the two who came with her are Shrek students as well. They are first-rate material."

"Hehehe, Brother, you are right. I will go capture them right away!" The old man called Eighth turned to leave, but his brother immediately stopped him.

"How many times have I told you to use your brain? Never mind that the Supreme Pope is currently researching a Rank 10 Soul Tool with Kong Deming, so we cannot slap the Sun Moon Imperial Family in the face right now. Do you really think that Shrek people would dare come to the Sun Moon Empire without even a protector at their side?"

"You would probably get blasted by Soul Tools the moment you went over there, and afterward you would have to face the rage of Shrek's Super Douluo. By then, not only would you have no idea how you died—even I might not know how I died!"

"Then what do we do? Are we just going to watch them get away?"

The Holy Spirit Cult's First Elder was nearly driven mad by his brainless Eighth Elder.

"Idiot! If we cannot handle it ourselves, can you not call for help? Do we have to do everything personally?"

"Then who should we ask to capture them, Brother?"

The Holy Spirit Cult's First Elder fell silent for a moment before beginning his analysis. "Shrek Academy's strongest figure in the open is Xuan Zi, whose cultivation has reached Rank 98. In secret, its strongest is Mu En, who is Rank 99 and has ties to the Great Offering and the Supreme Pope."

"Mu En can be disregarded. If he makes a move, the Supreme Pope and the Great Offering will not fail to notice. Therefore, in theory, the strongest person Shrek can send is Xuan Zi at Rank 98."

"However, someone of that level is unlikely to come protect Shrek's geniuses. Even Song Yunzhi at Rank 97 is unlikely to personally protect students. The likely candidates should be Yan Shaozhe at Rank 95, or an elder of Sea God's Pavilion between Rank 95 and Rank 96."

"But to be safe, we should treat it as though Song Yunzhi at Rank 97, or even Xuan Zi at Rank 98, is present. In that case..."

"Eighth, ask the Second Worship to make a move. The Second Worship possesses Rank 98 strength and a soul ring configuration of two yellow, one purple, five black, and one red. Even if Shrek's Xuan Zi comes, there is a high chance he will not be his match."

"Brother, is that really necessary?"

"Hmph! What do you know? Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit. If we are careless for even a moment and misjudge their true strength, it will no longer be merely a matter of failing to capture the Saintess. Our Holy Cult might even lose a top-tier expert because of it! Who will bear that responsibility? You?"

Feeling the Holy Spirit Cult's First Elder's displeasure, the Holy Spirit Cult's Eighth Elder was instantly drenched in cold sweat. "Brother, please do not be angry. I will go right away. Right away."

Seeing that he had frightened the Eighth Elder, the Holy Spirit Cult's First Elder gave another reminder before he left. "Remember to remind the Second Worship to first confirm that they are not from the Kong family. Do not accidentally cause some misunderstanding."

"Yes, Brother."

After the Eighth Elder left, the Holy Spirit Cult's First Elder leaned back in his chair and silently waited for the auction to begin. I hope you are that person from Shrek Academy. Our Holy Cult has truly lacked a Saintess and Saint Son all these years.