Unrivaled Thief, Explosive King's Return

The entire venue fell silent; even a needle dropping could be heard.

Unrivaled Thief slowly withdrew his fist and looked toward Yan on the second floor. He spoke calmly, "Senior, you can kneel and apologize now."

Only then did the surrounding students snap back to their senses, each wearing an incredulous expression.

Watching Yan's expression change as swiftly as turning pages, Unrivaled Thief teased him.

"Ah, forget it if you don't want to kneel. But once today's events spread, everyone will know that the Golden Generation goes back on its word. When the Spirit Hall Holy Maiden gets branded as someone who breaks her promises, you'll become a sinner for all eternity."

Yan looked at Hu Liena like a loyal hound. No matter how unwilling he was, he did not want that to happen.

He immediately jumped down from the second floor. His face went from green to black as, under everyone's watchful eyes, he slowly bent his knees before Unrivaled Thief and forced out a hoarse roar through clenched teeth.

"Sorry... I'm sorry."

Unrivaled Thief did not even spare Yan a proper glance. He passed by him with Rebel Son and the other two.

Suddenly, Yan's voice sounded in his mind.

"Kid, you're impressive. But the road ahead is long. Just watch how I cripple you someday."

In response to Yan's voice-transmitted threat, Unrivaled Thief merely tossed out a casual remark. "Don't threaten me. If you refuse to accept this, how about we gamble our lives next time?"

With that, he ignored Yan and headed toward the four-person dormitory Spirit Hall had long prepared for them, leaving behind a thoroughly humiliated Yan.

Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu Compete "Bang!"

The moment he returned to the dormitory, Unrivaled Thief staggered into the edge of a bed and nearly fell.

Rebel Son reacted quickly and reached out to support him.

"Big Brother, are you okay?!"

Rebel Son and Shifty-eyed Thief hurriedly shut the door, looking at Unrivaled Thief with worry written all over their faces.

Unrivaled Thief's face was deathly pale, and he looked as though he might fall asleep at any moment.

"I'm fine. I'm just a little exhausted. Help me onto the bed. I'll be fine after resting for a while."

Lying on the bed, he thought to himself, The Overlord Wind-Chasing Fist is extremely powerful, but it consumes a tremendous amount of energy. Still, I can keep using this move, because its power depends on my own strength and speed.

With that in mind, Unrivaled Thief began planning the effects of his Soul Skills.

Normally, absorbing a Soul Ring to obtain an offensive Soul Skill was indeed a good choice.

However, that would not greatly increase his basic speed and strength, and would do little to improve the Overlord Wind-Chasing Fist.

Moreover, Soul Skills were not all that important to Unrivaled Thief.

After all, he could draw prizes from the system and had every chance of obtaining all of Explosive King's ultimate moves.

Besides Explosive King's moves, it was not impossible for him to obtain other ultimate moves as well.

After pondering for a long time, Unrivaled Thief decided on the Soul Skill he wanted first.

"For my first Soul Ring, I can absorb a Soul Beast that increases my base speed and strength, thereby improving the power and endurance of the Overlord Wind-Chasing Fist. If I don't draw Explosive King's ultimate moves, I can make up for it with my second Soul Ring."

As Explosive King's ultimate move, Unrivaled Thief would not abandon the Overlord Wind-Chasing Fist.

Compared to flashy and elaborate attack methods, he preferred using overwhelming strength to break through all techniques.

No matter how many moves you have, I'll shatter them all with one punch!

As he thought, Unrivaled Thief drifted off to sleep on the bed.

Hearing his faint snoring, the three of them clenched their fists tightly. Even when their nails pierced their palms, they did not notice.

They had not even been qualified to take part in what happened today. If they had possessed such strength, Big Brother would not have had to push himself so hard.

Rebel Son pulled Thief Father and Shifty-eyed Thief aside and said solemnly, "Cultivate hard. In the future, we absolutely cannot let Big Brother fight alone!"

"Second Brother, we understand!"

None of them were fools. They knew that Unrivaled Thief had sacrificed far too much for them.

If Unrivaled Thief had not stepped forward today, they would inevitably have been bullied at Spirit Hall Academy.

Those who could enter Spirit Hall Academy would never lack talent.

Unrivaled Thief could protect them for a while, but he could not protect them forever.

To forge iron, one had to be strong first. Only one's own strength was true strength.

Without any hesitation, the three sat on their beds and began cultivating their Soul Power according to the meditation method taught by the Spirit Hall deacon.

At the same time, news of Yan kneeling and Unrivaled Thief, a level-ten Soul Master, defeating the level-eighteen Wang Ba spread throughout Spirit Hall.

As the Pope, Bibi Dong, and as the Grand Venerable, Qian Daoliu, naturally learned of it immediately.

At the center of the Papal Palace, above nine jade steps, the Pope's throne stood silently.

Bibi Dong wore a luxurious dark purple Pope's robe, its hem flowing down the jade steps like water and embroidered with intricate spiderweb patterns in golden thread.

She sat elegantly on the throne, her left hand resting casually on the armrest as her slender fingertips tapped lightly against it.

Beside her, Yue Guan, dressed in gold, reported respectfully.

"Your Holiness the Pope, he used this move to break through Wang Ba's defenses and severely injure him despite an eight-level gap in Soul Power!"

Bibi Dong possessed breathtaking beauty, yet her coldness inspired fear.

Her skin was as white as snow, her lips as red as vermilion.

Upon hearing this, the corners of her lips rose slightly. "A Self-Created Soul Skill?"

The continent was vast and filled with geniuses, but those capable of creating their own Soul Skills were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.

That was because every one of them was a genius among geniuses.

For Unrivaled Thief to create a Soul Skill unique to himself at the age of six had already proven his talent.

Combined with Innate Full Soul Power, he was unquestionably a genius among geniuses.

Even the Golden Generation paled in comparison.

Naturally, Bibi Dong would not give up on such a genius. After all, her grand plan required the assistance of others.

"Yue Guan, go bring Unrivaled Thief here. Tell him that I wish to take him as my disciple."

Yue Guan's expression showed some hesitation. He still wanted to help his disciple Yan recover some of his dignity.

After all, Yan was part of the Golden Generation, one of the strongest among Spirit Hall's younger generation.

However, as one of Bibi Dong's two most trusted subordinates, she saw through his thoughts at once.

"That is a matter for the younger generation. You're already so old, yet you still want to bully the weak with your strength? Letting Yan and the others suffer a little is not a bad thing. They should learn that there is always someone stronger."

Hearing this, Yue Guan swallowed the words that had reached his lips.

Since Bibi Dong had spoken, there was no need for him to say anything further.

After taking his leave, he headed straight for Spirit Hall Academy.

At the same time, Qian Daoliu in the Worship Hall had also begun to consider the matter.

"Innate Full Soul Power and a Self-Created Soul Skill. An ordinary person would be considered a genius for achieving even one of them, yet both appeared in the same person. He may become a good helper for Xue'er. He cannot fall into that woman Bibi Dong's hands."

Qian Daoliu, who had not left the Worship Hall for a long time, actually stepped outside this time for Unrivaled Thief.

In the dormitory, Unrivaled Thief suddenly opened his eyes.

To his surprise, a feminine-looking man had appeared inside the room.

He recognized the newcomer at a glance.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan? Why had he come looking for me?!

Could it be because of Yan?!

As he was thinking, Yue Guan spoke. "Kid, come with me. His Holiness the Pope wishes to see you."

Unrivaled Thief felt his entire body become immobile. He could not even make a sound. His body slowly rose into the air before he was taken away directly.

As they traveled, he thought to himself.

Bibi Dong wants to see me, but I don't want to see that crazy woman!

In Unrivaled Thief's eyes, Bibi Dong was a complete love-brained idiot, not even worthy of being called a yandere.

People like that had minds completely consumed by love, which was usually fine.

But once something related to love came up, it was as though their brains crashed.

By joining Spirit Hall, Tang San was destined to become his enemy.

And Yu Xiaogang was Tang San's teacher, making him one of his enemies as well.

If they came into conflict, Unrivaled Thief would not show mercy. He would most likely kill him outright.

But if he killed Yu Xiaogang, that crazy woman Bibi Dong might just turn around and kill him.

Ah, I'm still too weak. I have to hold back in everything I do.

Unrivaled Thief sighed inwardly, deeply dissatisfied with his own strength.

They soon arrived at the Papal Palace, where Yue Guan brought him before Bibi Dong.

Looking at the twelve enormous gilded pillars on either side of the great hall that extended all the way to the ceiling, Unrivaled Thief finally understood why Spirit Hall could freely awaken martial souls for commoners and provide Gold Soul Coin subsidies.

With such financial resources, even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, known as the richest sect in the world, was insignificant by comparison.

Seeing that Unrivaled Thief had not reacted, Yue Guan assumed he had been stunned by the Papal Palace and felt even more disdain.

A country bumpkin was still a country bumpkin. A mere palace had left him too shocked to speak.

Still, he reminded him coldly, "Kid, why aren't you kneeling to pay respects to His Holiness the Pope?"

Unrivaled Thief cast Yue Guan a cold glance but still showed no reaction.

You want me to kneel and pay respects?

Is that Spirit Hall's rule?

Yue Guan, I have no grudge against you. Why are you targeting me?

As a Transmigrator, I don't want to bow to someone from the gutter of fantasy worlds. If I really did, wouldn't I disgrace all Transmigrators?

Bibi Dong did not stop Yue Guan. She also wanted to suppress Unrivaled Thief somewhat while allowing Yue Guan to vent Yan's anger.

When Yue Guan saw that Unrivaled Thief still had not responded, his temper flared. "Kid, didn't you hear what I said?"

"Buzz!"

In an instant, the aura of a Title Douluo erupted and pressed down upon Unrivaled Thief, intending to crush him.

Yet Unrivaled Thief remained expressionless, staring coldly at Yue Guan.

Even as crackling sounds rang out from his body, he remained as upright as a pine.

"Kid, kneel or die!" Yue Guan's face was as cold as iron, his voice shrill.

Even in his current situation, Unrivaled Thief did not kneel. "Elder Chrysanthemum, your pressure is even flimsier than your Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum."

The veins on Yue Guan's forehead bulged. A dignified Super Douluo had actually been mocked by a six-year-old child today.

Just as he was about to unleash an even stronger aura to crush Unrivaled Thief, an even more powerful presence swept through the Papal Palace.

Then an aged yet hearty laugh rang out, shaking the Papal Palace three times over.

"Hahaha, well said. My Spirit Hall does not have so many empty formalities."

Upon hearing that voice, Yue Guan turned pale with fright and quickly cupped his hands in respectful salute.

"Grand Venerable!"

Rejecting Bibi Dong, Taking Qian Daoliu as Master Unrivaled Thief felt his body suddenly lighten. Though the bones throughout his body seemed somewhat fractured, he still managed to stand firm.

The Grand Venerable?

Qian Daoliu came too?