On the sidelines, Xuan Zi coughed and said, "Um... let's continue the match!"
"Begin!" Xuan Zi said, too lazy to say more.
The confrontation resumed.
Lin Ciyan had already sat back down on the rock and was looking at the battle in the arena.
On the field, the battle became increasingly intense.
Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao's performance, in particular, caught Yan Shaozhe's eye.
Wang Dong, the Goddess of Light, spread her wings, and the light of the butterfly god poured down like rain, actually blocking Bei Bei's Thunder Dragon Claw three times head-on!
Although he was knocked back each time, it was already astonishing that a Soul Elder could contend with Bei Bei, a peak Soul Ancestor master, multiple times in a short period of time.
"How can this kid's light attribute be so pure?" Yan Shaozhe wondered.
Qian Duoduo stroked his chin and said, "That girl Xiao Xiao is amazing too. She uses the Three-Life Soul-Suppressing Cauldron with incredible skill, and the control range of the Nine Phoenix Flute is 30% larger than recorded in the data!"
Xuan Zi, gulping down his wine, mumbled, "These past few months... it seems like they've been going to Ci Yan's place quite often."
Yan Shaozhe and Qian Duoduo were both taken aback, then suddenly realized.
"You mean... Ci Yan's Ultimate Light Soul Power has permeated them?" Yan Shaozhe's eyes flashed with a sharp light.
"More than that." Qian Duoduo looked around the arena. "His aura and the essence of his Martial Soul have both improved. This kid... can even help others nurture their Martial Soul?"
The three spoke softly, but Lin Ciyan had exceptional hearing.
He turned his head and said lazily, "They are my apprentices. I'll give them some pointers. Any problems?"
Yan Shaozhe: "..."
Qian Duoduo: "..."
Xuan Zi laughed heartily, "No problem! Of course, no problem!"
On the field, the competition is nearing its end.
Without Ma Xiaotao and Ling Luochеn, two key players, the two sides fought back and forth.
Ultimately Dai Yueheng's team narrowly defeated Bei Bei's team thanks to their numerical advantage and the outstanding performances of Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao.
After Xuan Zi announced the results, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
At least I don't have to shout those three words anymore.
"That's all for today." Xuan Zi waved his hand. "Dismissed! Starting tomorrow, gather here every morning!"
The crowd bowed and dispersed.
Lin Ciyan stood up, dusted off his clothes, and walked towards Sea God Island.
On the sidelines, Yan Shaozhe and Qian Duoduo exchanged a glance, and both revealed meaningful smiles as they thought about what had just happened.
"It's so good to be young..." Qian Duoduo sighed.
"He's just too much of a troublemaker." Yan Shaozhe shook his head. "But... just how many women does Ci Yan have?"
After finishing the last sip of wine, Xuan Zi chuckled and said, "Why do you care how many there are? If you're so capable, go find them yourself."
Yan Shaozhe's face darkened.
Qian Duoduo watched Lin Ciyan's departing figure and murmured, "That kid... wherever he goes, something interesting happens."
As night falls, the night on Sea God Island becomes tranquil and gentle.
Moonlight streamed through the window, casting bright shadows on the wooden floor of Lin Ciyan's room.
He lay on his back on the large bed, his hands behind his head, staring blankly at the ceiling.
The farce that happened during the day is still replaying in my mind.
Ma Xiaotao stormed off in a huff, Ling Luochеn's hesitant gaze held unspoken words, and Xuan Zi and the others watched the show with amused smiles...
"Sigh." Lin Ciyan sighed and turned over.
With more female seniors, there are more problems.
Although he adheres to the philosophy of "having no woman in his heart, he can naturally become a god by doing nothing," his body language tells a different story, and he can't seem to shake off his entanglements with women.
And the fact that everyone treats each other with genuine sincerity makes things even more complicated.
"Never mind, I'll go to sleep." He closed his eyes and began practicing Relaxation Domain Breathing Method.
Soul Power flowed gently within his body, his level 68 cultivation was as solid as a mountain, and he was not far from reaching level 70 Soul Saint.
Just as he was drifting off to sleep...
"Knock, knock, knock."
A very light knock, three times, a pause, then three more knocks.
Lin Ciyan opened his eyes, and his spiritual power quietly spread out.
Outside the door, a slender figure stood against the door panel, her long, ice-blue hair shimmering in the moonlight, her breathing so light it was almost inaudible.
Ling Luochеn.
Lin Ciyan sat up and rubbed his temples.
He got out of bed, walked barefoot to the door, and opened it.
"Squeak..."
Outside the door, Ling Luochеn was wearing a thin, ice-blue nightgown, the hem of which only reached her knees, revealing her fair and straight calves.
Her crystal-clear jade feet landed on the cold floor, her toes slightly curled, giving her a pitiful look.
The moonlight shone on Ling Luochеn's face, revealing a cold and beautiful countenance that now held a hint of grievance. Her eyes were slightly red, and wisps of tears still clung to her eyelashes.
" Ci Yan ..." Her voice was very soft, with a tremor.
"I... can't sleep."
Lin Ciyan's eyes widened slightly as he looked at her.
When Ma Xiaotao defeated her during the day, she did fall and look disheveled, her skirt was scorched, and blood was trickling from the corner of her mouth... but those were all superficial injuries.
With the Soul King's physique and the pills given to him, he should have recovered by now.
This girl's acting skills are improving.
"Come in." Lin Ciyan stepped aside.
Ling Luochеn walked into the room with her head down. Her ice-blue nightgown swayed gently with her steps, revealing her slender waist and curves that were faintly visible beneath the thin fabric.
She walked to the bedside and sat down, placing her hands on her knees like a kitten that had done something wrong.
Lin Ciyan closed the door and leaned against it, looking at her. "Are you really hurt?"
"Hmm..." Ling Luochеn raised her eyes, her gaze shimmering with tears. "My chest still hurts, and my Soul Power isn't circulating smoothly."
As she spoke, she gently pulled open the neckline of her nightgown.
Below her fair collarbone, there was indeed a faint bruise, which stood out starkly against her snow-white skin.
Lin Ciyan approached and bent down to take a look.
The bruise wasn't large, and its color wasn't dark either; it certainly wasn't a big deal for Soul King... but the location...
"Sister Xiaotao is too rough." He straightened up and took out a small jade bottle from his Storage Soul Tool.
"This topical application should be effective by tomorrow."
Ling Luochеn didn't answer.
She tilted her head back, her usually cool eyes now glistening with tears, and under the moonlight, they possessed a breathtaking beauty.
" Ci Yan... you protected her during the day." Her voice was even softer, with a nasal tone.
"Do you... like Sister Xiaotao?"
They've arrived.
Lin Ciyan sighed inwardly.
The rivalry between women can sometimes be more complex than a battle between Soul Master.
"I don't prefer anyone." He sat down on the edge of the bed, his tone gentle.
"They're all teammates; controlling your strength during training is common sense."
"But she used too much force." Ling Luochеn leaned closer to him, her long, icy blue hair brushing against his arm, carrying a refreshing fragrance.
"I... I just want to become stronger so I can keep up with you."
This statement is partly true and partly false.
The desire to become stronger is genuine, but "keeping up with the pace"... is more of an excuse.
Lin Ciyan could naturally tell, but he didn't point it out.
"Your ice attribute is already very strong." He reached out, his fingertips gently brushing across the bruises beneath her collarbone, the power of the Five Elements gently permeating her.
"Approaching the Ultimate Ice, taking it one step further leads to a qualitative change."
Ling Luochеn's body trembled slightly.
It wasn't pain, but rather the gentle flow of the Five Elements energy entering her body and resonating with her ice-attribute Soul Power.
The interplay of coolness and warmth creates an indescribable sense of comfort.
"It's not enough..." She closed her eyes, her voice soft, " Ci Yan, I want to try that feeling again."
"What kind of feeling?"
"It's... Martial Soul Resonance." Ling Luochеn opened his eyes, a hint of longing flashing in them.
As she spoke, she reached out and gently grasped Lin Ciyan's sleeve.
As she moved, the straps of her nightgown slipped down a bit, revealing her rounded shoulders and delicate collarbone.