Du Bùsǐ: Alright, no need to watch, Aotian has definitely lost (Please add to collection and follow along—following along is very important~)

Looking at his gentle and obedient daughter, the Heavenly Soul Emperor felt both gratified and couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt.

He gently patted Weina's shoulder and sighed, "I've put you through a lot, Weina."

"If only Heavenly Soul had a powerhouse worthy of the name to hold things together, why would we have to resort to having you make a marriage alliance like this!"

The Heavenly Soul Emperor's expression was melancholy as he murmured, "For ten thousand years, Shrek has monopolized almost all the top experts from the three Douluo nations."

"Star Luo never experienced division, so its national strength is far greater than ours and Dou Ling's."

"Although Dou Ling's situation is similar to ours, at least they don't have to face the Sun Moon Empire directly."

"In recent years, the Sun Moon Empire has been getting more and more restless."

"Without a top expert to hold the line, once war breaks out, our Heavenly Soul... sigh!"

The Heavenly Soul Emperor let out a soft sigh and looked at Weina: "Although the Body Sect has few members, their strength is formidable and their foundation is deep."

"It's just that this sect's way of doing things is too unrestrained and uncontrollable."

"If you really can form a pair with Long Aotian, that would be a golden opportunity for our royal family."

"As long as we can break the deadlock and establish deep ties with the Body Sect."

"In time, the Heaven Dou Empire might not be able to have a true guardian sect of its own—one that isn't controlled by Shrek!"

Weina looked at the longing in her father's eyes and fell silent.

As a member of the royal family, she had borne more responsibility since childhood and matured early.

But the longing for the future and for the other half of her life was a fantasy every girl would have.

Although Long Aotian wasn't bad, this kind of predetermined marriage still inevitably made her feel a natural resistance.

So every so often, Weina would return to the Imperial Palace to stay for a while, to ease the restlessness in her heart.

This time, she had been back for over half a month, and tomorrow she would have to return to the Body Sect.

The two chatted for a while longer before the Heavenly Soul Emperor got up to leave.

Watching her father's retreating figure, a slight daze flickered in Weina's bright eyes.

"Is it really... only Long Aotian I can choose?"

She let out a faint sigh, turned around, and returned to her room.

The next day.

The sun was bright, the sky clear and pleasant.

A good day for moving, a good day for travel.

By the lake, Ye Linyuan looked at his exclusive little villa and remarked, "That was fast!"

Beside him, Long Aotian and the other junior disciples were laughing and joking, very satisfied with their work.

Long Aotian patted Ye Linyuan on the shoulder and smiled, "The basic structure is done. Once we decorate the inside and add some furniture, you'll have your own home."

Ye Linyuan cupped his hands to the group: "Thank you, Senior Dragon, and thank you all, senior brothers and sisters."

"You're too polite, Young Sect Master. It's the least we could do."

"Pfft, we're all family, no need for thanks."

"Young Sect Master, just call me by my name. We're not that far apart in age; 'senior brother' and 'senior sister' sound too formal."

"Hehe, what you call me doesn't matter. Young Sect Master, can we have that hotpot again? I caught a few Soft Bone Rabbits in the woods—they'd be amazing for hotpot!"

As soon as this suggestion came up, the others' eyes lit up, and they all stared at Ye Linyuan expectantly.

The sound of swallowing echoed one after another.

Ye Linyuan found it amusing and agreed, "No problem."

"I'm going out with my teacher for a while, so it's perfect to have a good meal before we leave."

Long Aotian asked curiously, "Linyuan, you just got here. Why are you leaving again?"

Ye Linyuan smiled: "My cultivation method is a bit different from yours. I might need a special environment to assist me, so my teacher is taking me out to find one."

Hearing this, everyone immediately showed curious expressions.

Long Aotian's interest was piqued.

"By the way, little junior brother, we've never actually seen your Martial Soul."

"How about we have a sparring match?"

The others immediately chimed in: "Young Sect Master, let's have a round!"

"I heard the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger is an extremely ferocious super-beast. Even the Sea God Tang San from ten thousand years ago almost fell to it. I've never actually seen one."

"Yeah, Young Sect Master is the first in ten thousand years to have the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger as a Martial Soul, and it's a Twin Martial Soul at that. Let us have a look!"

Seeing everyone so enthusiastic, Ye Linyuan found it hard to refuse.

He thought for a moment, then smiled and agreed: "Alright then."

When Ye Linyuan agreed, Long Aotian's eyes instantly blazed with fervor.

He was actually quite proud of his own talent.

Among the youngest disciples of the Body Sect, he was undeniably the top combatant.

Toward this suddenly appearing junior apprentice-brother, Long Aotian bore no ill will, but that youthful unwillingness to admit defeat was unavoidable.

The thought of sparring with Ye Linyuan had actually been buried in his heart for a long time.

He really wanted to see what exactly made Ye Linyuan so valued by their teacher, even deemed by him as having the potential to become a god!

The commotion here immediately drew the attention of the other Body Sect members.

They were equally curious about Ye Linyuan's martial soul and strength, and they gathered around one after another.

On the rooftop of a certain villa not far away, Du Bùsǐ arrived with his hands behind his back, watching the scene with great interest.

Beside him, Jin Peng asked curiously, "Sect Master, how long do you think Linyuan can last under Aotian?"

Du Bùsǐ shot him a glance: "How long? It's debatable whether Aotian can even beat him."

Jin Peng's eyes widened: "What? Sect Master, you're not joking, are you!"

"Aotian is already a two-ring Soul Grand Master. Even if Linyuan has Twin Martial Souls, he's only at one ring. How could Linyuan possibly beat him?"

Du Bùsǐ thought of Ye Linyuan's freakish first soul ring and soul skill, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "Aotian is indeed a genius seen once in a thousand years."

"But Linyuan," he shook his head lightly, his face full of emotion, "this is a monster seen once in ten thousand years!"

On the field.

Long Aotian stared intently at Ye Linyuan and said in a deep voice, "Junior apprentice-brother, your current soul power is at level fourteen."

"I will also suppress my soul power to this level, and I won't use my second soul skill."

Ye Linyuan was slightly startled, looking at Long Aotian with a strange expression: "Senior Dragon, are you sure?"

Long Aotian nodded proudly: "I, Long Aotian, am not one to bully the weak. I will never take advantage of you or suppress you with my cultivation level."

On the rooftop.

Hearing Long Aotian's words, Du Bùsǐ shook his head helplessly: "Alright, no need to watch anymore. Aotian has already lost."

"This fool doesn't even know the basic information about his opponent, yet he dares to be so arrogant. I've taught him for nothing!"

He cursed with a tone of frustration, as if disappointed in a student, then turned and left directly.

Jin Peng was dumbfounded.

Wait, was it really that exaggerated?

Long Aotian was no pushover!

With his strength that crushed his peers, the Sect Master actually concluded that facing a Ye Linyuan of the same level, the result was a guaranteed loss?!