Yue Guan Is Shocked-Are They Going to Wipe Them All Out?!

Yue Guan Is Shocked—Are They Going to Wipe Them All Out?!

Tang San and the others were discussing their tactics for the finals.

At the lodgings of the other academy teams, teams from numerous academies were frantically drawing up their battle plans.

Qian Daoliu had activated his Martial Soul, and just as he had told Qian Renyu earlier, it had a tremendous impact on all of Spirit City.

The teams competing in the finals were the ones most deeply affected by this show of force.

It wasn't just the academy teams. Many of Spirit Hall's high-ranking officials had also sprung into action, and numerous Spirit Hall Soul Masters were out in the city, maintaining order.

After coordinating everything in the city, Yue Guan immediately returned to the Pope's Palace. He saw Qian Renyu sitting on the Pope's Throne with his eyes closed, resting, and bowed in greeting.

"Your Holiness, the Grand Pontiff's Martial Soul activation did indeed cause some unrest in the city. I've already made the necessary arrangements and had many of the senior officials send Soul Masters out to maintain order."

"If nothing unexpected happens, Spirit City will be back to normal within an hour, and the finals can proceed as scheduled!"

Qian Renyu opened his eyes and gave Yue Guan a calm look. "Since everything has been arranged, then just proceed according to the usual plan."

"Remember, until the overall champion has been decided, nothing negative must be allowed to happen in the city. Maintain order wherever possible!"

"Anyone who can't be kept in line should be sent straight to the Heavenly Prison!"

Yue Guan nodded. "Understood. Everything has been arranged. I guarantee nothing will disrupt the Spirit Master Tournament!"

After he finished speaking, Yue Guan's expression suddenly grew complicated.

As Qian Renyu's scrutinizing gaze settled on him, he became somewhat ill at ease, his expression oddly furtive.

He seemed to want to speak, then stopped himself—only to start again.

Qian Renyu took in all of Yue Guan's reactions and lightly tapped a finger against the armrest of the Pope's Throne.

"Yue Guan, is there anything else you need to report to me?" Qian Renxue asked.

Yue Guan took a deep breath. "Your Holiness, I just heard you tell the Grand Pontiff that you have no intention of competing personally."

"Should our Martial Soul Academy Team continue preparing according to the original plan?"

Qian Renyu didn't answer right away.

Yue Guan's question was much the same as the one Qian Daoliu had asked earlier.

Under normal circumstances, Spirit Hall's senior officials wouldn't care which team won the overall championship of a single Spirit Master Tournament.

But this time was different. There had been the incident at the city gates, and then Qian Daoliu had activated his Martial Soul.

After all the build-up, failing to claim the championship would be a serious blow—especially since this year's finals were being held in Spirit City.

If they really stumbled at the last moment and let another team win the championship right on their doorstep, Spirit Hall would lose face completely.

Spirit Hall Academy had the best teachers on the entire continent. After all that hype, it would be humiliating if they ended up making someone else's victory possible.

Such an outcome would have a profound impact on Spirit Hall.

"I've naturally considered all of that."

"Since you've brought it up, Yue Guan, go and summon Yan. I want to see him!"

After a long pause, Qian Renyu calmly gave the order.

Yue Guan froze.

He stood there, looking bewildered, hardly daring to believe his ears.

A sudden chill swept through him.

What had happened less than half an hour ago came rushing back, the memory growing sharper by the second.

"Your Holiness, what is this about?"

Could it be that after dealing with Hu Liena, His Holiness is now planning to deal with Yan too?

Yan, Xie Yue, and Hu Liena are all members of Spirit Hall's Golden Generation. Was dealing with Hu Liena not enough? Is he planning to deal with Yan and Xie Yue as well?

If so, does His Holiness intend to wipe out the entire Golden Generation in one fell swoop?!

Yue Guan's imagination ran wild.

He couldn't begin to guess what Qian Renyu had in mind.

He suddenly regretted asking that question.

Seeing how unsettled Yue Guan was, Qian Renyu added, "Spirit Hall's Golden Generation can't all be useless!"

"If they represent Spirit Hall in this tournament and lose, it'll be a disgrace to me as the Pope—and to Spirit Hall as a whole!"

"Yan and Hu Liena are both part of the Golden Generation. I know all about his feelings for her. He needs a wake-up call, along with some other arrangements!"

"A lovesick fool who keeps chasing someone will end up with nothing!"

Yue Guan sucked in a sharp breath.

For a moment, he thought he understood the reason behind Qian Renyu's order.

He didn't linger in the Pope's Palace. Hurrying to bow again, he said, "Understood. I'll go summon Yan to appear before Your Holiness right away!"

With that, Yue Guan hurried out of the Pope's Palace.

Qian Renyu's final words had finally made him understand. Qian Renyu wasn't trying to purge Yan and Xie Yue, the remaining members of the Golden Generation.

Most likely, he wanted to make Yan see where he stood.

Yue Guan had no objection. As a longtime member of Spirit Hall, he had seen Yan's unrequited love for Hu Liena with his own eyes.

He had watched Yan and Hu Liena grow up. Seeing Yan, a gifted young man himself, fail to understand where he stood was hard to stomach.

It would be a lie to say he didn't feel for him.

As an elder, Yue Guan knew it wasn't his place to say anything. Though, deep down, he did hope Yan and Hu Liena would end up together.

But a melon forced from the vine was never sweet.

With Qian Renyu as Pope, it was far more appropriate for him to step in.

Qian Renyu watched Yue Guan go to summon Yan, then sat quietly on the Pope's Throne.

As the Pope, he certainly couldn't compete in the Spirit Master Tournament himself.

If the Pope personally entered the competition, even if he won the championship, people would only mock Spirit Hall for having no one else capable.

Just as Yue Guan feared, Spirit Hall could afford not to care about the championship at other times.

But this time, the championship absolutely could not fall into someone else's hands.

Still, thanks to his foreknowledge, Qian Renyu knew that under normal circumstances, the Martial Soul Academy Team wouldn't be a match for Shrek Academy.

Even if Xie Yue and Hu Liena went all out in the finals, they wouldn't be able to change the outcome.

Qian Renyu wasn't too worried about it. He still had other backup plans ready.

He wouldn't personally enter the Spirit Master Tournament.

But his Martial Soul could take his place.

The Divine Throne of Doom and Slaughter Martial Soul, along with the five other Divine Throne Martial Souls that had yet to appear, each possessed a very special ability.

Qian Renyu knew exactly how intimidating this ability was, and how this special method could turn everything around.

That was the advantage of his Divine Throne Martial Soul!

All Divine Thrones could—

Project the Throne!