Make Hu Liena, Forsaken by All!

Make Hu Liena lose all her allies!

Divine Throne of Doom and Slaughter? A projection of the throne?

Those who hold the projection can possess thirty percent of the combat power of Qian Renyu?

And he could temporarily become a registered disciple, with the potential to become a direct disciple upon completing certain requirements?

Yan was completely stunned, standing beneath the Divine Throne of Doom and Slaughter, feeling the overwhelming pressure radiating from Qian Renyu.

His eyes widened, his breathing involuntarily quickened, and he found it hard to believe everything he had just heard.

Was he certain he wasn't dreaming?

Yan gasped, the sudden joy making his head spin.

Hu Liena held the most status and prestige among the Golden Generation; even Xie Yue, as her biological brother, did not rank as high as Hu Liena among the three of them.

It was for no other reason than the fact that Hu Liena had the Pope as her teacher.

And now...

The exact same benefits as Hu Liena had fallen upon him.

Yan found it somewhat unbelievable. Even though Qian Renyu had only ascended to power for half a month, he was not blind to the current situation within Martial Soul Hall.

When Bibi Dong sat on the throne of the Pope, the Grand Pontiff had never supported her with such vigor; he had merely turned a blind eye.

Qian Renyu's current ascension was achieved with the full support of Qian Daoliu.

There was a fundamental difference between the two situations that could not be equated.

"Your Excellency, are you saying you are willing to take me as a registered disciple?" Yan regained his senses, still unable to fully believe it, and asked in a deep voice.

Qian Renyu nodded slightly and said, "My word is law. As long as you can sever those unnecessary sentiments, you shall be my direct disciple!"

"Yan, do you have any objections to my arrangement? Do you think that just because I am only a few years older than you, I am unfit to be your teacher?!"

Yan shivered violently: "Reporting to Your Excellency, this subordinate has absolutely no such thoughts. A master is one who has attained the path; since you are already a Title Douluo, it is my great fortune that you are willing to accept me as a registered disciple!"

"It is just that severing those sentiments, it is just..."

Yan's face was filled with hesitation.

He had harbored a secret crush on Hu Liena for a long time and had spent ages acting as her sycophant.

Suddenly being asked to make such a decision, Yan found it truly difficult.

Qian Renyu interrupted Yan's hesitation, speaking in a cold, indifferent tone: "Severing those sentiments is the test I have set for you. Complete it, and you shall be my direct disciple."

"Fail, and you won't even qualify as a registered disciple. As for whether you can grasp the opportunity I have bestowed upon you, that is entirely up to you!"

Yan let out a long sigh of relief.

In an instant, the heavy stone that had been weighing on his heart fell away.

The immense pressure had all dissipated at this moment; making a decisive choice on the spot was truly difficult to do.

However, seeing that Qian Renyu did not press the matter further, a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

In the depths of his mind, he felt that Qian Renyu was not quite like the person described by the other high-ranking officials.

Seemingly cold and heartless, yet in reality, he appeared to have a sense of humanity.

As Yan pondered this to himself, he diverted a portion of his attention to look at the projection of the Divine Throne of Doom and Slaughter.

The golden projection of the throne was clearly reflected in his pupils.

Looking at the incredibly luxurious Divine Throne of Doom and Slaughter before him, and feeling the terrifying power emanating from it, a different kind of pressure suddenly swept over his entire body.

"Your Excellency, do you mean for me to use your martial soul projection to shock everyone at the Grand Finals?"

"Looking at your martial soul projection, Your Excellency, is this power truly something I can control?"

Yan asked in a low, conflicted voice.

He had heard everything Qian Renyu said, but while he heard it clearly, he dared not truly believe or accept it.

Qian Renyu's strength was beyond doubt; he was a genuine Title Douluo.

If not for this, Qian Daoliu would not have stood by him unconditionally, and Bibi Dong would not have allowed Qian Renyu to succeed in his coup so easily.

Those who hold the throne projection can exert thirty percent of Qian Renyu's strength.

Even if Qian Renyu were only a bottom-tier Title Douluo like Dugu Bo, thirty percent of his power would still be stronger than many Spirit Douluos.

With such strength at the Spirit Master Tournament, winning the championship would be absolutely effortless.

It was just that...

Yan thought with a complex heart.

With his current cultivation level, trying to harness a throne projection that was stronger than most Spirit Douluos...

The difficulty coefficient seemed to be exceptionally high.

After Yan asked this question, Yue Guan also looked at Qian Renyu with a very curious gaze.

Deep down, he couldn't believe that Qian Renyu actually possessed such ability, but since everything had become a reality, he had no choice but to believe it.

Both of their gazes were filled with confusion.

"You do not yet possess the ability to control the projection!"

"The finals begin in three days. Once I have completed the opening ceremony for the finals, I will prepare a special training session for you to acclimate!"

"At that time, you only need to appear at the final championship match!"

Qian Renyu explained indifferently.

He was not surprised by Yan's sudden question, nor did he think there was anything wrong with Yan asking it.

As a soul master who did not possess the light attribute and was still quite weak in strength, controlling the projection of the Divine Throne of Doom and Slaughter was indeed no easy task.

Without sufficient acclimation and special training, Qian Renyu could be certain that the moment Yan used the projection of the Divine Throne of Doom and Slaughter, he would be erased by the Judgment light of the Divine Throne before he could even secure the final championship.

"Very well, you may leave first."

"Three days from now, I will arrange the acclimation and special training for you!"

"Remember, this is the opportunity I am giving you, and it is your only opportunity!"

Qian Renyu gave one final instruction and waved his hand slightly, signaling that Yan could leave.

Yan departed decisively, and Yue Guan, following Qian Renyu's gesture, also walked toward the exit of the Pope's Palace.

Compared to Yan, Yue Guan's expression at this moment was very complex, and the arrangements Qian Renyu had made for Yan still echoed in his ears.

Watching the back of Yan walking ahead of him, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

"It seems that His Excellency has truly considered everything!"

"As for Nana, she has indeed disappointed His Excellency, but why would His Excellency be so targeted toward her? Could it be just because she is her direct disciple?"

Yue Guan couldn't quite figure it out; after more than half a month of contact, he had discovered that Qian Renyu was not the type of person to be petty.

Normally, there would be no need for Qian Renyu to target Hu Liena, yet all of this was truly happening.

Back in Bibi Dong's courtyard, if it hadn't been for Bibi Dong being determined to protect Hu Liena, plus the Grand Pontiff Qian Daoliu stepping in to smooth things over, Hu Liena would surely have already perished at the hands of Qian Renyu.

Qian Renyu said nothing, seeing all of Yue Guan's current confusion, but he couldn't be bothered to explain such matters.

He simply did not care about the master-disciple relationship with Bibi Dong.

What Qian Renyu truly cared about was that Hu Liena had betrayed the Martial Soul Hall time and time again.

Toward someone capable of such betrayal, he did not want to show any mercy.

Such tolerance and leniency would only be cruelty to himself!

After dwelling on these matters for a moment, Qian Renyu suppressed these complicated thoughts.

His gaze passed over Yue Guan and landed on Yan, watching as Yan's back seemed to gradually straighten.

A faint smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

Hu Liena could betray the Martial Soul Hall for the sake of so-called 'admiration.'

Qian Renyu did not consider himself heartless; with Bibi Dong protecting Hu Liena, he could not send her to her end.

But letting Hu Liena experience the taste of being abandoned by everyone could also be a fine choice!