Revoke All Privileges Granted to Ya Li

She bent down and looked through the dark car window at the driver sitting in the driver's seat.

He was her personal driver, who had served her for many years.

Every time she traveled, he was the one who picked her up and dropped her off.

Ya Li knocked on the window.

The window slowly rolled down, revealing the driver's somewhat uneasy face.

Ya Li looked displeased, her tone carrying the habitual bearing of someone in power.

"Open the door."

But the driver shook his head. His gaze darted away, yet he still spoke.

"Your Holiness, although I have been your personal driver all these years, the Speaker has always paid my salary."

"He is my real employer."

"So please call a taxi yourself."

After saying that, the window rolled back up.

Ya Li was furious.

She had not expected Chen Yu to treat her this way. Even a driver dared to give her attitude.

At that moment, her eyes reddened slightly and her chest heaved violently, but in the end, she said nothing more.

She raised her proud chin, leaped into the air, transformed into a streak of golden light, and shot toward the outskirts of Ming Capital.

Golden light streaked across the sky above Ming Capital...

Like a dazzling meteor.

But moments later, a piercing alarm sounded.

Several figures rose into the air from every direction in Ming Capital, forming a tight encirclement in the blink of an eye.

They were a squad of mechas, entirely black, their streamlined bodies reflecting a cold metallic gleam.

The leading mecha was a full size larger than the others. Its entire body was painted crimson, making it especially conspicuous beneath the sunlight.

Ya Li was forced to stop in midair.

The loudspeaker of the leading red mecha emitted a steady voice.

"Unauthorized flight is prohibited over Ming Capital."

Faced with this situation again and again, Ya Li finally became enraged.

Golden light burst from her body as the pressure of a Limit Douluo erupted without restraint. Her voice was cold and imposing.

"I am the Holy Spirit Douluo."

"The Federation's First Healing Soul Master."

"Move aside!"

But the mecha squad did not budge.

More than ten mechas hovered in the air, surrounding Ya Li so completely that not a single one left an opening.

The red mecha spoke again. Its tone remained calm, but its words made Ya Li's expression freeze abruptly.

"Upon Federation approval—"

"All privileges of the Holy Spirit Douluo are hereby revoked."

"We ask that Her Holiness Holy Spirit..."

"Please do not make things difficult for us."

Ya Li's face turned livid.

She was, after all, a healing-type Soul Master, even though she was now a Limit Douluo.

Her abilities focused on healing and support, and she had very few Soul Skills truly suited for combat.

Therefore, her actual combat strength might not even match that of a Super Douluo.

And the pilot of the red mecha before her was at least a Title Douluo-level powerhouse.

Combined with the Federation's most advanced red mecha, she might truly be unable to defeat him.

The golden light gradually receded.

Ya Li bit her lip, her chest rising and falling violently.

But in the end, she suppressed the anger in her heart.

And slowly descended back to the ground.

Her feet landed on a street in Ming Capital as curious pedestrians cast looks her way...

Making her feel an unprecedented humiliation.

But at that moment, she had already decided to give Chen Yu the cold shoulder.

Only after Chen Yu knelt and apologized to her...

Would she consider whether to forgive him.

Thinking this, she straightened her back, hailed a passing Soul Convergence taxi, and got in without looking back.

Several hours later, Shrek Academy.

This ancient institution was bathed in the lingering glow of the setting sun. Its archaic buildings stood in harmonious layers, shaded by towering old trees and exuding a quiet, solemn air.

Ya Li stepped through the gates of Shrek Academy. Her movements remained graceful and her posture as upright as ever, as though everything she had encountered in Ming Capital had never happened.

Only her slightly reddened eyes exposed the unrest in her heart.

News traveled quickly.

A figure shot out from the depths of Shrek Academy, moving so fast that its trajectory was nearly impossible to see.

The next instant, a tall and imposing man appeared before Ya Li.

He had sharp brows and bright eyes, a face as refined as carved jade, and long black hair draped over his shoulders. An aura of dominance over all beneath heaven radiated from him.

He was the Pavilion Master of Shrek Academy's Sea God Pavilion, the Sky-Propping Douluo Yun Ming, one of the only three Peak Quasi-Gods on the Douluo Continent.

Yun Ming immediately noticed Ya Li's reddened eyes.

His expression darkened at once. His fists clenched sharply, and a terrifying pressure rose from his body, as if even the surrounding air had frozen solid.

He roared.

"Who was it?!"

"I know!"

"It was Chen Yu!"

"It had to be him!"

Before his words had even faded.

Golden light erupted around Yun Ming. He turned and prepared to charge toward Ming Capital.

He was going to find Chen Yu and seek justice for Ya Li.

But Ya Li grabbed his arm.

She shook her head hard. Tears swirled in her eyes before she finally spoke softly.

"Brother Yu, he..."

"Perhaps he just couldn't accept it."

"That's why..."

Before she could finish, Ya Li covered her face with both hands. Her shoulders trembled slightly as she began to cry soundlessly.

And those ambiguous words took on an entirely different meaning in Yun Ming's ears.

Yun Ming became convinced that Chen Yu must have done many despicable things to Ya Li to leave her so heartbroken.

The anger in his eyes intensified, but when he saw Ya Li crying, that anger turned into heartache.

He hurriedly pulled Ya Li into his arms, gently patting her back with one hand. His voice was low and resolute.

"Ya Li, stop crying."

"If Chen Yu dared treat you like this, I will definitely avenge you."

"Don't worry. As long as I'm here, no one can bully you."

Ya Li merely shook her head and cried without saying a word.

She buried her face in Yun Ming's chest, her shoulders trembling as her tears soaked his clothes.

Just then, a luxurious soul-guided car slowly stopped at the gates of Shrek Academy.

The door opened.

Pan Wen stepped out of the car.

He wore a well-tailored formal suit and held a thick stack of documents in his hands. They were the hundreds of resource lists that had been placed before Ya Li in the Ming Capital Parliament Building.

His expression was calm and his steps unhurried as he walked straight toward Yun Ming and Ya Li.

When he reached them, Pan Wen gently placed the stack of papers on the ground before Yun Ming. Then he raised his head and smiled faintly, his smile polite yet distant.

"Pavilion Master Yun, these are Her Holiness Holy Spirit's expenses over the past thirty years."

"The Speaker asked you to settle them."

Yun Ming froze.

He lowered his head and glanced at the thick stack of papers on the ground. His brows furrowed slightly as he bent down and picked up the top few sheets.

His eyes swept over the listed entries. His pupils suddenly contracted, and his expression changed accordingly.

He said nothing. Instead, he directly extended his spiritual power, covering all several hundred sheets.

With the spiritual power of a Peak Quasi-God, he reviewed every detail in only a moment.

A moment later, Yun Ming's face had gone deathly pale.