Qian Renxue: I don't have a mother...

The reply came back instantly, every word reeking of gunpowder.

[I Have No Mother: The Spirit Hall Empire eventually fell, so where would a Pope even come from? This was all your choice, Bibi Dong!]

This sentence was like a sharp blade, stabbing fiercely into Bibi Dong's most sensitive nerve.

"My choice?"

Bibi Dong laughed in sheer fury, her killing intent overflowing. Behind her, purple-black soul power faintly coalesced into the phantom of a hideous Spider Emperor.

In this world, no one had ever dared to speak to her like this!

Heaven Dou City, Crown Prince's residence, secret chamber.

Qian Renxue watched Bibi Dong's frantic reply on the diary, an unprecedented sense of satisfaction surging in her heart.

Her handsome face, disguised as Xue Qinghe, was filled with the joy of retaliation.

"Hmph, my dear 'sister', hit a sore spot, did I?"

Qian Renxue tapped her fingers lightly against the desk.

Ever since she read this diary and learned that her future would be ruined by Bibi Dong's madness, leading to the collapse of the Spirit Hall Empire—and that even that so-called "Little Scoundrel" would be able to ride roughshod over her—her resentment toward Bibi Dong had skyrocketed.

Whatever dignity the Pope possessed, whatever mother-daughter bond remained, all seemed so laughable at this moment.

Since this diary from Qin Feng provided her with an outlet to vent, she naturally wouldn't hold back.

[I Have No Mother: Is it just us few? Or are the others just not speaking?]

After sending this, Qian Renxue's gaze swept over the ID [Poison Fairy].

That Dugu Yan didn't seem to have any intention of interfering in their argument, remaining in a state of lurking.

This made Qian Renxue feel somewhat bored.

However, being able to make that high-and-mighty woman jump with rage was enough of a harvest for today.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy, downstairs of the faculty dormitory.

Qin Feng walked out, feeling refreshed.

After the baptism of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art and the Chaos Green Lotus, he had undergone a qualitative transformation from the inside out.

His previously pale skin now possessed a healthy bronze tone, his features appeared more defined and profound, and his eyes were as bright as stars. Every movement he made carried an air of natural-born confidence.

This is what a transmigrator should look like.

Qin Feng looked down at his sturdy, powerful palms and thought to himself.

Before, although he held the title of a special recruit, in the eyes of those noble disciples, he was nothing more than a poor kid with some talent.

Now, he had enough confidence to crush all that contempt.

"An assessment, huh..."

Qin Feng looked toward the depths of the academy, a careless smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Then I'll play along with you all."

The Heaven Dou Royal Academy was nestled between mountains and rivers with superb scenery, and its architecture was extremely luxurious.

As the top Soul Master Academy in the Heaven Dou Empire, it gathered the most outstanding young generation of the entire empire.

Those who could enter here were either rich or noble, and most possessed extraordinary talent.

Level 25 was merely the threshold here.

The location for the team assessment was set at the Soul Fighting Arena behind the main teaching building.

It was already crowded with people.

In addition to the official members of the Heaven Dou Royal Team, there were many students who had heard the news and rushed over to watch the spectacle.

Everyone wanted to see how the special recruit who dared to offend boss Yu Tianheng would die on the stage today.

In the center of the ring.

Yu Feng had been waiting for a long time.

He stood with his arms crossed, looking at Qin Feng, who was slowly walking onto the stage, with a playful expression.

"Yo, cleaned yourself up?"

Yu Feng sniffed the air exaggeratedly. "Not bad, that slum stench has faded quite a bit."

A burst of jeering laughter erupted from below the stage.

Qin Feng's expression remained calm, turning a deaf ear to such low-level provocation, simply saying indifferently:

"Enough nonsense, what are the rules of the assessment?"

Yu Feng sneered and shook a finger.

"It's very simple. As long as you can hold out for the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn under my attacks without falling, you pass."

"Of course, if you kneel down now and kowtow to boss Yu to admit your mistake, maybe I'll go a little easier on you."

Qin Feng was just about to speak when a cold, sharp voice suddenly rang out from the sidelines.

"Wait!"

The crowd automatically parted to make a path.

Two graceful figures approached slowly.

Walking in the lead was none other than Dugu Yan.

Today, she was dressed in a dark green tight-fitting leather outfit that outlined her explosive figure to perfection. Her short purple hair fluttered in the breeze, and her emerald eyes held a chilling intensity that made one's heart tremble.

Beside her followed a young girl in a black dress.

The girl's face was covered by a black veil, revealing only a pair of eyes as clear as water.

Her figure was slender and tall, her long legs appearing and disappearing beneath the sway of her skirt. Her skin was so fair it was almost translucent, and she radiated a cold, aloof aura that kept others at a distance.

Nine Heart Begonia Soul Master, Ye Lingling.

The moment Dugu Yan appeared, the atmosphere in the Soul Fighting Arena changed instantly.

The students who had been jeering earlier fell silent, their eyes filled with awe.

This granddaughter of the Poison Douluo was the academy's notorious little witch; no one dared to provoke her.

Watching Dugu Yan stride toward him, Qin Feng summoned his diary in his mind.

Why is Dugu Yan here? What does this little girl want?

Looking at that fierce expression, could she still be holding a grudge from a few days ago?

Is it really necessary? It was just an accidental bump, it's not like she lost a piece of flesh. What a petty woman.

Dugu Yan's footsteps faltered, and she nearly lost her temper on the spot.

She gritted her teeth, her gaze sweeping over Qin Feng like a blade.

An accidental bump?

Everything you wrote in that diary—was that as simple as just a bump?

Keep dreaming!

Dugu Yan took a deep breath, forcing down her shame and anger, and turned to look at Yu Tianheng, who was standing to the side watching the show.

"Tianheng, come here."

Yu Tianheng was stunned, then a charming smile spread across his face as he hurried over.

"Yanyan, why are you here? You should leave such trivial matters to Yu Feng; no need to dirty your eyes."

To his surprise, Dugu Yan ignored his attentiveness entirely, instead pointing at Qin Feng on the stage and saying coldly:

"I want you to go up there yourself."

The smile on Yu Tianheng's face froze.

"What?"

"I want you to personally test him."

Dugu Yan's voice rose a notch, carrying an unquestionable air of dominance. "And, you are not allowed to hold back!"

The moment these words were spoken, the entire arena erupted in an uproar.

Yu Tianheng's eyes widened in disbelief.

He, the dignified heir of the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Family and a level 39 Power Attack System Soul Elder, was to test a level 29 Soul Grand Master?

And he had to use his full strength?

That was far too beneath him!

"Yanyan, this... this isn't appropriate, is it? Yu Feng is more than enough to handle him. If I step in and accidentally cripple him..."

"..."

Dangerous light flickered in Dugu Yan's eyes as she glared fiercely at Qin Feng. "I'll take responsibility if anything happens! What, my words don't carry weight anymore?"