Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong

" Aunt Yue, you're so good to me."

Lu Yan handed Tang Yuehua a cup of tea, his eyes filled with laziness and contentment.

Tang Yuehua sat in her chair, rolling her Beautiful Eyes and glaring at him irritably.

Still, she took the teacup and rinsed her mouth.

"Next time, let's see whether Aunt Yue gives you any."

Even now, her throat still felt somewhat sore.

Lu Yan raised his hand.

Butterfly Wings unfurled behind him as his Second Soul Ring lit up.

Dream Projection—Ye Lingling.

A soft glow bloomed from the Nine Heart Begonia. Tang Yuehua immediately felt as though she were bathed in moonlight, vitality and Life Force flooding her aching, weakened body.

All the pain vanished.

"Aunt Yue, are you better now?"

There was a trace of heartache in Lu Yan's voice.

Tang Yuehua shook her head.

No matter how many times she had seen it, his Second Soul Skill still left her stunned.

Ever-changing and endlessly varied, it seemed as if anything in the world could be recreated in his hands.

"When are you leaving?"

She did not want to discuss this, but she could not avoid it.

The Youth would always have to leave. She should not, and could not, hold him back.

An eagle was meant to soar above the heavens.

Tang Yuehua wanted Lu Yan to stand at the pinnacle of the world, even if by then her youth might have faded and she might no longer be by his side.

But at least she had once had him.

At that thought, she still felt bitter and pained.

She hated her own talent beyond measure. If only she could cultivate, how wonderful that would be.

Then she could stay with him for longer.

"I'll leave tomorrow." Lu Yan looked at her and spoke earnestly. "Aunt Yue, wait until I find Spirit Grass that will allow you to cultivate.

"When that time comes, we'll still spend ten years, a hundred years together. We'll see all the mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, and walk to the end of the world."

"Xiao Yan..."

Tang Yuehua froze.

She had never expected the Youth to have thought so deeply, so far ahead.

Yet because of her sect, she still could not remain by his side.

Guilt and love intertwined, weighing even more heavily on her heart.

"Xiao Yan, once Aunt Yue settles the affairs in Heaven Dou City and the matters of the sect, I'll stay by your side forever and ever."

Tang Yuehua made up her mind.

She wanted to pursue her own happiness. The sect had raised her for more than ten years.

She had also guarded Heaven Dou City for over ten, nearly twenty years. For the rest of her life, Tang Yuehua wanted to remain with him.

Lu Yan was delighted. He had not expected Tang Yuehua to love him so deeply.

But it was exactly what he wanted.

The balance in Tang Yuehua's heart had gradually tipped toward him.

For the little time they had left.

Tang Yuehua clung to Lu Yan's side almost every moment.

Kissing and hugging him, she had completely lost all trace of elegance and dignity.

"Aunt Yue, if your students saw you looking this seductive, they'd probably be shocked."

Like teasing a cat, Lu Yan lifted Tang Yuehua's chin and said with a smile.

Tang Yuehua rolled her eyes at him, unconcerned by his actions.

She had long since grown used to them.

"Xiao Yan, don't you like it?"

Tang Yuehua gave him a flirtatious look, becoming ever more alluring and gentle as water.

She pressed herself against him again, hugging him without stopping.

This was the embrace and warmth she had yearned for far too long.

Elegance and dignity had merely been a mask wrapped around her.

With Xiao Yan, she only wanted to reveal her truest nature.

After one night.

Tang Yuehua's complexion was rosy, like a brilliant flower that had been watered.

Standing before Lu Yan, she carefully adjusted his clothes bit by bit, already looking like a virtuous wife and loving mother.

"Be careful on the road. Don't trust anyone. Always stay alert..."

As she tidied his clothes, she continued to remind him.

Tang Yuehua wanted to see him return safely to her side.

Lu Yan listened seriously, without the slightest impatience.

When it came to reading people's hearts, Tang Yuehua's little experience was as pure as a blank sheet of paper before him, who entered dreams night after night.

After all, she had just comforted him and left him satisfied.

At the moment of parting.

Tang Yuehua embraced him and whispered in his ear, blushing as she tempted him, "Bad kid, come back safely.

"Aunt Yue will do anything you want."

Lu Yan's eyes lit up, and he said eagerly, "Actually, I could leave a day later."

Tang Yuehua shoved him away.

"Dream on. Hurry up and go."

Lu Yan domineeringly lowered his head and kissed her. Tang Yuehua could not resist at all, only able to clutch his clothes and passively endure it.

"Wait for me."

Leaving those words behind, Lu Yan departed with an easy stride.

Tang Yuehua leaned against the shop door, her legs weak again from his kiss.

She gazed foolishly at Lu Yan's retreating figure.

She had truly fallen.

Completely fallen for him.

After leaving Heaven Dou City.

Lu Yan headed all the way toward Star Luo. Spirit City stood at the border between Heaven Dou and Star Luo.

His journey was easy.

He paid no mind to the battle that awaited him.

At most, Hu Liena was only a Soul Ancestor, and she possessed a Spirit-Type Martial Soul extremely similar to his.

But Lu Yan was certain that her Spiritual Power was absolutely inferior to his.

The Dream Butterfly Martial Soul could absorb Emotional Power to grow stronger, while his third ring had absorbed an Eight-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.

The growth of his Spiritual Power was simply not something Hu Liena could compare to at present.

Not to mention that he cultivated the Purple Demon Eyes, possessed an External Soul Bone, and had absorbed an immortal treasure like the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew.

She had no chance of winning.

Traveling at full speed, Lu Yan reached Spirit City in less than a month.

Lu Yan looked over everything within the city.

It was no less impressive than Heaven Dou City, and the Soul Masters here possessed even greater cultivation.

Soul Ancestors and Soul Kings were not uncommon.

With the token in hand, he passed through without hindrance and arrived at the Papal Palace.

There, he met the female Pope renowned throughout the land—Bibi Dong.

"Your purpose here has already been conveyed by Xue'er." Bibi Dong looked at the Youth below the platform and could sense immense Spiritual Power from him.

"However, Nana has gone out to hunt a Soul Ring and has yet to return. Stay in Papal City for now and cultivate properly."

Bibi Dong did not make things difficult for him and arranged everything.

"Thank you, Your Eminence the Pope."

Lu Yan had not forgotten the letter Qian Renxue had entrusted to him. He said, "Your Eminence the Pope, I also need to visit the Elder Hall. The Young Master has given me a task."

"I'll have someone take you there. You may leave."

Bibi Dong waved her hand, having no desire to continue speaking with him.

Lu Yan withdrew.

Bibi Dong looked at the empty hall.

This time, Nana might truly suffer defeat.

That Spiritual Power, at least at the level of a Soul King, was far beyond what Nana could match at present.

But losing once might be better for Nana's future path of cultivation.

Bibi Dong thought to herself.

For this Disciple, she had poured all her effort and teachings into her, placing upon her everything she would have given her daughter.

She would raise her into a true Heaven's Proud Daughter.

Led by a guard, Lu Yan arrived at the Elder Hall and met the true Angel Douluo, one of the strongest people in the world.

He was an old man with a White-Haired Childlike Face.

"Sit."

Qian Daoliu had no airs about him. Like an ordinary elder, he was very gentle.

He accepted the letter but did not have Lu Yan leave immediately.

"How has Xue'er been doing in Heaven Dou?"

"The Young Master has been doing quite well."

Lu Yan answered.

Only then did Qian Daoliu turn the conversation toward him.

"For Xue'er to think highly of you, your talent truly is not bad.

"What do you think of Spirit Hall?"

So the test begins?