Master, Today I Saw Someone Who Looked Somewhat Like You

The moment Ye Xunfeng entered the city, he heard that bombshell and nearly lost his composure.

Ye Xunfeng stopped in his tracks and pulled Ah Yin toward a small tea stall near the tavern.

"Boss, bring a pot of tea and some pastries." Ye Xunfeng sat down on a stool, pricking up his ears as he called for the waiter to bring tea and food.

Ye Xunfeng sat off to the side, holding a teacup and drinking it sip by sip.

Although he generally knew how their stories ended, he did not know much about their current circumstances. Being able to hear about it through gossip was not bad at all.

Besides, with that quick glance earlier, he had seen people from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Clear Sky Sect, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. He had no idea what they were doing, but disciples of the Upper Three Sects had actually gathered together.

"I heard your young sect master is exceptionally gifted. His Innate Soul Power was actually level eight. If I'm not mistaken, your young sect master should be level thirty by now, right?"

"No, no. The strongest are still those from the Clear Sky Sect. The Clear Sky Twin Ultimates—the Clear Sky Douluo was said to have Innate Full Soul Power."

"What a pity. The younger sister of those two Clear Sky Twin Ultimates has talent about on par with your second young master."

"Come on, even if Miss Tang's talent is poor, it would not be embarrassing. But our second young master thinks he is extraordinarily talented. How could a dignified dragon-type Martial Soul, even if it had degenerated, produce a soul skill like farting?"

Ye Xunfeng paused while drinking. His gaze softened instantly as he looked at Ah Yin beside him, munching on pastries like a little squirrel.

After discussing it for quite some time, they looked at the sky and saw that evening was drawing near. They then left separately, seemingly to do something.

Ye Xunfeng sighed. After Ah Yin finished her last bite of pastry, he tossed a Gold Soul Coin onto the table and led her away.

From what he had seen along the way, the situation truly was tense. The conflict between the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire had become increasingly obvious, and war felt as though it could break out at any moment.

Ye Xunfeng shook his head.

In the end, war only brought suffering to commoners and low-level soul masters. The best way to solve everything was still unification.

What Bibi Dong had done in the original story could not be called wrong. The idea of unification had been good, but her methods had been wrong.

Whether it was controlling corpses or massacring everyone regardless of whether they surrendered, none of that was the conduct of a wise ruler.

Moreover, the compensation for the families of the fallen had indeed been inadequate. And the way Chrysanthemum Douluo had been handled would truly make many people feel the sorrow of the hunted hare.

Perhaps in their eyes, once she became a god, all these problems would be easily resolved. But ruling through force could stabilize the continent for a time, not for ten thousand years, much less millions of years.

Ye Xunfeng shook his head. What was he even thinking about?

At that moment, in Spirit City's Pope Palace.

"Master, Master, I saw someone today who looked somewhat like you." Bibi Dong said with a grin to Qian Xunji, who was seated on the pope's throne.

Qian Xunji's entire expression instantly turned sinister, without the slightest trace of an angel's radiant aura.

"Little Dong'er, tell Master: did he resemble me more, or your grandmaster more?" Qian Xunji's expression became exceedingly gentle as he rubbed Bibi Dong's hair and asked softly.

"Mm, he looked a little more like Grandmaster. His whole temperament was similar too. When we were surrounding the arranged-marriage chamber, I saw that he seemed to have seven soul rings." Bibi Dong spoke with childish innocence. "Master, could he be your relative?"

"Seven soul rings. I understand. Master only has your grandmaster as a relative. All right, go back and cultivate properly." Qian Xunji rubbed Bibi Dong's hair, signaling for her to leave.

Qian Xunji set down the Spirit Hall affairs he had been handling, tapping the tabletop as his gaze darkened incomparably.

He looked like me? Heh. It seemed that bowl of abortion medicine back then had failed to get rid of his dear little brother after all.

But he was only a Soul Saint. He could still be dealt with.

Qian Xunji's eyes brimmed with killing intent. He knew that his father had long been dissatisfied with him. If a son who looked so much like his father appeared, then forget holding firmly onto the position of pope—his father might even cut off his arm and give the soul bone to that dear little brother.

What Qian Xunji had never expected was that the other party had not awakened the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul at all. After all, in his eyes, how could any Martial Soul in the world compare to the inheritance of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul?

That was indeed true. If not for that bowl of abortion medicine, Ye Xunfeng might have awakened the Cloud-Piercing Spear and the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul—or perhaps he might not even have awakened the Cloud-Piercing Spear Martial Soul.

But unfortunately, that bowl of abortion medicine had destroyed his original Martial Soul and instead allowed the system to give him a better choice.

Though the system had already run away.

Seeing that it was late, Ye Xunfeng took Ah Yin to a nearby inn, and the two each got their own room.

After all, they had spent some time scrambling about in the forest last time, and they were dirty all over. They needed to wash up.

After finishing everything, Ye Xunfeng sat cross-legged in his room and focused his breathing, sensing the growth of Soul Power within his body.

Ye Xunfeng keenly noticed that the Soul Power in his body was only a step away from breaking through to level seventy-eight.

At that moment, Ah Yin was in her own room, her eyes filled with excitement as she took out the Lovesick Heartbreak Red that Ye Xunfeng had given her in the woods half a month ago.

Ah Yin looked at the Lovesick Heartbreak Red, then struck her chest and spat out a mouthful of heart's blood onto it.

The Lovesick Heartbreak Red swayed atop the Black Extermination Stone, and a faint glow blossomed from the flower.

In that instant, Ah Yin saw the first time she and Ye Xunfeng had met.

Actually, it had not been their first meeting. They had met long ago, when she had only just taken human form and was merely a six-year-old little girl. Back then, she had received word from the Blue Silver Grass that someone in the courtyard possessed an extremely terrifying aura.

She had been very curious, so she ran over. However, she did not enter the courtyard. Instead, she watched from outside as the young man kowtowed before a gravestone, occasionally picking up a wooden spear and practicing in the yard.

The young man was cold and solitary, yet the instant he swung his spear, he carried complete confidence and dominance. In that moment, he had utterly captivated her.

As for that encounter, she had deliberately guided it from the beginning.

Ah Yin smiled as she watched the Lovesick Heartbreak Red fall free and land in her hand.

She liked Ye Xunfeng. And just as she had expected, being with Ye Xunfeng made her feel safe. No matter when it was, he seemed to instinctively shield her behind him.

Ah Yin slowly tucked the Lovesick Heartbreak Red into her clothes, her eyes brimming with excitement.