Martial Soul Hall does things as it pleases, why should it explain itself to others!

Why should the Martial Soul Hall need to explain its actions to anyone!

Hiss—

Yue Guan and Gui Mei drew a sharp breath at the same time.

The thunderous, deafening arrangements of Qian Renyu echoed in their ears.

Their gazes turned horrified simultaneously; merely meeting Qian Renyu's eyes made them feel as if their very souls had been brutally wounded.

"Gulp—"

Yue Guan swallowed hard, finally understanding the true meaning behind the orders Qian Renyu had just issued.

The succession of the Pope's position needed to be made known to the upper echelons of the Martial Soul Hall.

Among the current elders, the majority were those like him and Gui Mei who followed the orders of Bibi Dong.

If Qian Renyu wanted to sit firmly on the throne of the Pope, he had to make all the elders submit with genuine conviction.

The current arrangement was clearly intended to establish his authority.

Those who are absent, shall be executed without mercy!

These six words struck directly at the vital point of every Title Douluo-level elder.

If it had been some minor punishment or warning, there might have been Title Douluos who wouldn't give him face and would remain steadfastly in Bibi Dong's camp.

"Did you not hear my arrangements?"

"Or is it that you want me to settle the old score regarding your attempt to strike at me just moments ago?!"

Qian Renyu saw that Yue Guan and Gui Mei were still standing there, motionless.

His cold, sharp voice rang out in their ears once more, startling them both into a shiver.

"We will strictly follow your decree, Your Excellency!"

Yue Guan and Gui Mei bowed to Qian Renyu in unison.

After what had just transpired, neither of them dared to harbor even the slightest thought of opposing Qian Renyu's decision.

Inside the Pope's Palace, a man who dared to directly strike at the previous Pope, Bibi Dong, and didn't even care about her status—

Yue Guan and Gui Mei were not fools; they could easily imagine that if they showed any sign of disobedience, the next second, they would surely become corpses!

Qian Renyu was capable of doing exactly that!

Accepting the decree, Yue Guan and Gui Mei flew out of the Pope's Palace simultaneously.

Not daring to delay for even a moment, they unleashed the full power of their Title Douluo cultivation, desperate to summon every other Title Douluo to this place as quickly as possible.

Qian Daoliu had just returned to the Worship Hall when he immediately sensed Yue Guan and Gui Mei unleashing their full power as they rushed toward the residences of the other Title Douluos.

With a faint sigh, Qian Daoliu stood once again beneath the small Six-Winged Angel statue inside the Worship Hall.

"Xiaoyu's way of doing things is truly swift and decisive!"

"He has only just succeeded in seizing the throne, and he is already wasting no time in summoning all the Title Douluos for an audience."

"Perhaps in the hands of this child, the Martial Soul Hall can truly be carried to an unimaginable height!"

Qian Daoliu whispered softly, his eyes gleaming with a brilliance different from his usual calm and self-cultivating demeanor.

The Martial Soul Hall was the Martial Soul Hall of the Qian family.

As the eldest member of the Qian family, Qian Daoliu also held his own ambitions.

What Qian Renyu was doing was exactly on the same path as his own aspirations.

While Qian Daoliu sensed Qian Renyu's actions, Bibi Dong, having returned to her own chambers, also perceived the movements of Yue Guan and Gui Mei.

Before long, feeling one aura after another gathering toward the Pope's Palace, the gloom that had been hanging on her face finally shattered.

"Qian Renyu, I want to see how you manage to sit firmly on this Pope's throne, and I want to see exactly how far you will take the Martial Soul Hall!"

"That old thing, Qian Daoliu, will surely pay a price for supporting your rise to power!"

"This position can only be mine!!"

Bibi Dong roared inwardly; any maternal affection had vanished completely, even transforming into the direction of hatred.

Inside the Pope's Palace.

Qian Renyu sat high upon the Pope's throne.

Below the steps, Yue Guan and Gui Mei had returned, and the other Title Douluo-level elders stood on both sides of the dais.

Demon Bear Douluo, Fire Kite Douluo, Pufferfish, Snake Lance Douluo, Ghost Leopard Douluo, and others all stood in silence.

One gaze after another focused on Qian Renyu, who sat upon the throne.

In a daze, they all felt as if they were still trapped in a dream.

Just a few days ago, for the sake of the Spirit Master Tournament finals, Bibi Dong had summoned them all here to finalize the many arrangements for the event.

Only a few days had passed, yet the person upon the throne had already been replaced by the young master, Qian Renyu.

Bibi Dong, meanwhile, had been forcibly compelled to abdicate.

Qian Renyu surveyed everyone with indifference, his gaze landing on Yue Guan and Gui Mei: "Yue Guan, Gui Mei, I have just arrived here. Did Bibi Dong arrange for you to intercept and kill the many geniuses from the preliminary rounds of this Spirit Master Tournament? Is this true?!"

"Reporting to Your Excellency, that is indeed the case!"

Yue Guan hurriedly replied: "Is it your intention, Your Excellency, that we continue to carry out this mission?"

Qian Renyu responded indifferently: "This mission is hereby canceled. The dignified Martial Soul Hall has not yet fallen to the point where it needs to strike at those in the Spirit Master Tournament finals ahead of time!"

"I have other arrangements regarding this matter, but during the finals, all of you elders must remain within Martial Soul City."

"Regardless of any other business you may have, you are not to leave during the finals!"

The numerous Title Douluo replied in the affirmative one after another; a new official brings new rules, and none of them wanted to be the first fire that Qian Renyu ignited.

Seeing that the many Title Douluo were behaving, Qian Renyu continued: "At the same time, all elders are to make preparations!"

"If anyone dares to offend Martial Soul Hall during the Spirit Master Tournament finals, take them down one by one, without mercy!"

The crowd nodded again, but confusion stirred in their hearts. Many gazes focused on Yue Guan, staring until his scalp went numb.

Understanding the intentions of his colleagues, Yue Guan braced himself and said: "Your Excellency, this Spirit Master Tournament finals will involve people from the major sects, as well as various academies from across the continent, and even people from the two great empires will be coming to Martial Soul City."

"If what you say were to happen, do we not need to consider the attitudes of those factions and the two great empires?"

"If we were to strike without regard for anything, I fear it would cause both great empires to become hostile toward our Martial Soul Hall!"

Qian Renyu smiled indifferently, slapped the armrests of the Pope's throne with both hands, and stood up, his aura beginning to rise and erupt.

Looking down at Yue Guan and all the Title Douluo gathered within the Pope's Palace, he said every word clearly:

"This is Martial Soul City!"

"This is Martial Soul Hall!"

"When Martial Soul Hall acts, why would we need to explain ourselves to others?!"

"Do not ask about other matters; you only need to remember my arrangements!"

"Even if the sky were to fall, I am still the one sitting in this position!!"