Qian Daoliu, Golden Crocodile Douluo, and the others exchanged glances. They already knew what they had to do.
Qin Tian wanted a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring for his sixth ring. He had that ambition, and how could they, as his elders, let him down?
In the eyes of others, the Titan Giant Ape was the king of the forest, an incredibly powerful being. But in their eyes, it was nothing more than prey they could hunt at any time.
The Titan Giant Ape, king of the forest, and the Sky Azure Bull Python, emperor of the forest, were two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts who were inseparable. But so what?
Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts had fighting strength comparable to Super Douluos. But people shouldn't forget that the weakest among them was a Peak Douluo. What difficulty would there be in hunting them?
"Xiao Tian, since you've made your decision, I won't say anything more. Come find me once you're ready."
Listening to Qian Daoliu, Qin Tian nodded solemnly.
"Yes, Teacher!"
After Qian Daoliu and the others left, Tian Yao and the rest crowded around Qin Tian, their eyes full of admiration.
"Brother Tian, that's terrifying! You want a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring for your sixth ring. Does that mean your seventh, eighth, and ninth rings will all need to be Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings?"
"Good heavens! With four Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings, who on this continent could possibly stand against Brother Tian?"
Listening to them, Qin Tian only smiled calmly.
"All right, go back and train hard. In two days, we'll set out for Heaven Dou City."
"We're traveling the continent this time. Though you're all strong, you're still only high-ranking Soul Ancestors. There are plenty of people stronger than you. I don't want any of you to get hurt."
Tian Yao and the others exchanged glances, then couldn't help pouting.
They were already high-ranking Soul Ancestors at their age, which was proof enough of their talent. Naturally, they had pride of their own.
On their own, each of them was a high-ranking Soul Ancestor. But the six of them together could even fight a Soul Emperor.
On the continent, Soul Emperors were already powerful. Ninety-nine percent of Soul Masters never reached that level.
Qin Tian stopped looking at them and headed back to his courtyard.
Once there, he began cultivating, compressing the Soul Power within his body.
Seeing this, Ling Yuan Douluo went over to a chair in the courtyard. She sat down and quietly watched Qin Tian cultivate.
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, two days had passed.
Qin Tian opened his eyes. A glint flashed through them and vanished.
"Phew!"
"It's time. I can't keep Teacher and the others waiting."
"Hu Liena, I hope you don't disappoint me."
With that, Qin Tian rose and walked outside.
By now, quite a few people had gathered at Spirit Hall's Martial Arts Arena.
The weakest people who had come today were Soul Saints. There were quite a few Soul Douluos, and even Titled Douluos, rarely seen on ordinary days, had all appeared.
"The Holy Son contest is a fight to the death. I wonder who will win."
Ghost Leopard Douluo looked at the empty arena, anticipation in his eyes.
"Hmph!"
"You think the Pope's disciple can beat the Grand Pontiff's disciple?"
"Hu Liena wants to become the Holy Maiden. What makes her think she can? It doesn't matter that the Grand Pontiff disagrees; I disagree too."
"The Holy Maiden can only be the Young Master. As for the Holy Son, Qin Tian is the Grand Pontiff's disciple, so it wouldn't be unreasonable for him to become Holy Son."
Demon Bear Douluo spoke dismissively. He had little regard for Hu Liena.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo frowned slightly at his words. They glanced at Demon Bear Douluo but said nothing.
None of them had ever seen Qin Tian, and no one knew how strong he was.
They only knew that the Grand Pontiff had taken a disciple a few years ago named Qin Tian. Beyond that, everything was a mystery.
As time slowly passed, three figures approached from afar.
They were none other than Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan.
When the three arrived at the arena and saw how empty it was, they all frowned.
"Qin Tian still hasn't arrived. Could he be afraid to fight?"
"Yan, don't talk nonsense. Qin Tian is the Grand Pontiff's disciple."
Hu Liena said nothing to Xie Yue and Yan. She simply waited in silence.
With Ling Yuan Douluo accompanying him, Qin Tian arrived at the arena at an unhurried pace. He looked at the three figures there, his expression calm.
He glanced around the arena and saw the many people present. He immediately understood.
So many people had come to watch this fight because Bibi Dong was probably planning to establish Hu Liena as Holy Maiden as soon as she won.
"His Holiness the Pope has arrived!"
Bibi Dong appeared. Everyone rose and bowed to her.
"Greetings, Your Holiness!"
Bibi Dong looked around the arena, then gave a quiet "Mm."
Qin Tian looked at Bibi Dong. This was his first time seeing her. She wore a Nine-Curved Purple Gold Crown and a splendid, golden gown that shimmered with precious light. In her hand was a scepter nearly two meters long, inlaid with countless gems. Her skin was fair, and her features were almost flawless.
Noble, elegant, serene.
Qin Tian looked away and no longer paid her any attention. He lowered his gaze and quietly waited.
Qian Daoliu led Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others into the arena. Everyone rose and bowed when they saw him.
Bibi Dong glanced at Qian Daoliu, then looked toward Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan below and gestured with her eyes.
Receiving Bibi Dong's signal, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan immediately stood. His voice, infused with Soul Power, carried to everyone in the arena.
"The match begins!"
Hu Liena and Qin Tian stood facing each other, sizing one another up.
Qin Tian looked at Hu Liena, but after a brief glance, he lost interest.
"Hu Liena, Demon Fox Martial Soul, level thirty-seven control-type Soul Elder."
Qin Tian looked toward Xie Yue and Yan nearby and spoke calmly.
"Hu Liena, you're no match for me. You two, fight me together."
Hearing Qin Tian, Yan, whose temper was short, immediately spoke up.
"So full of yourself! You want to take on all three of us? Don't think that being the Grand Pontiff's disciple makes you invincible."
Hearing Qin Tian's words, Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed, a hint of scrutiny in them.
"Grand Pontiff, your disciple is rather arrogant. Does he really have what it takes to fight three people at once?"
"Bibi Dong, young people have their own ideas. What do you think?"
Listening to Qian Daoliu, Bibi Dong already had her answer.
For Qin Tian to tell Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan to come at him together meant that he truly didn't take Hu Liena seriously.
If she remembered correctly, Qin Tian was only twelve this year. Even if he had Innate Full Soul Power and had cultivated for six years, gaining four levels each year, he would only be a Soul Elder at most.
Could Qin Tian really have some basis for making such an arrogant claim? Or had that old man given him a Soul Bone?
The more Bibi Dong thought about it, the colder her gaze became.
Qin Tian didn't care what the others thought, nor did he pay attention to Hu Liena's expression. Instead, he scrutinized Xie Yue and Yan.
"If you two don't join the fight, Hu Liena is certain to lose. And if she loses, I think you understand better than I do what she'll lose."
Listening to Qin Tian, Xie Yue and Yan exchanged glances, both eager to try.
Three against one was a little dishonorable, but if it meant winning, what did they care about taking some criticism?
Thinking this, the two looked toward the platform and waited for Bibi Dong's decision.
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