Hu Liena's Departure! One Glance at Lu Xiao, a Lifetime of Mistakes!

On the ground, Lu Xiao could not see the battle high in the sky clearly, but he could distinctly sense the auras of Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo steadily weakening.

"It's over," Lu Xiao said softly.

Hu Liena's entire body was practically pressed against Lu Xiao's as she asked seductively, "Who won?"

Feeling the soft warmth against his arm, Lu Xiao's mouth twitched. "Hu Liena, could you let go of my hand first?"

The corners of Hu Liena's lips curled up slightly. Her plump, rosy lips moved close and pressed directly against Lu Xiao's ear.

She deliberately lowered her voice, her charming tone carrying a playful hint of probing. "I won't~ It's not like hugging you gets in the way. Tell me quietly, did Senior Du Busi win, or did Grandpa Chrysanthemum and Grandpa Ghost gain the upper hand?"

Hu Liena had no intention of letting go. Instead, she tightened her arms slightly and pressed herself even closer as she quietly waited for Lu Xiao's answer.

Looking at the smile in Hu Liena's eyes, Lu Xiao did not feel awkward at all.

Are you kidding? Could I really let you have me wrapped around your finger?

With that thought, a faintly teasing smile flashed through Lu Xiao's eyes.

His right arm moved quietly. As he broke free from Hu Liena's hands, it slipped steadily beneath her cloak and gently wrapped around her slender, supple waist.

Her skin was delicate and warm, and he could clearly feel the graceful curve of her waist.

Lu Xiao gently curled his fingers, firmly holding Hu Liena, who had deliberately pressed close and acted coy, against his side.

Hu Liena, who had just been leaning against his arm and teasing him without restraint, suddenly stiffened, the smile in her eyes abruptly vanishing.

The sudden scorching touch spread from her waist throughout her body, making her heart tremble fiercely. Even her breathing unconsciously stalled for half a beat.

Her previously seductive eyes widened sharply, the mischief in them fading and being replaced by unexpected panic and shyness.

Lu Xiao tilted his head slightly, his lips barely brushing her burning ear as he teased in return, "Now, it's your turn to listen to me."

A faint fragrance seeped from Lu Xiao's body. It was unlike any floral scent in the world, elegant and secluded, filling Hu Liena's heart with indescribable sweetness.

"Let... let go of me~~"

Hu Liena's cheeks burned as she struggled softly. She had completely lost the bold, seductive dominance she had displayed moments ago.

A faint smile rose on Lu Xiao's lips. Knowing when to stop, he slowly released the hand around her waist.

The warmth at her waist abruptly disappeared, leaving Hu Liena feeling slightly empty inside. She instinctively took half a step back, though her heart still pounded wildly.

At that moment, the torrent of Soul Power high above gradually subsided.

Du Busi slowly descended from the sky, followed closely by two battered figures drifting down.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo's clothes were torn in many places, blood still staining the corners of their mouths, their faces pale as paper.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's left eye was swollen shut, with a large patch of bluish-purple bruising around the socket. Ghost Douluo's right eye was severely swollen and bulging, the flesh around it bruised black and blue.

"Grandpa Chrysanthemum, Grandpa Ghost... are... are you alright?"

Hu Liena suppressed her shyness and looked up at the three who had landed. When she saw Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo's miserable state, concern immediately flashed through her eyes.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo waved at Hu Liena, signaling that they were fine.

Du Busi clenched his fist and said to them, "Enough. This old man won't hold it against you. You may leave!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo's entire body trembled as a wave of helplessness surged through him.

He bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Thank you, Senior, for showing mercy!"

Ghost Douluo beside him also bowed slightly, his voice hoarse and weak. "Thank you, Senior."

They both knew perfectly well that Du Busi had gone easy on them during their fight.

If Du Busi had been serious, they would not have lasted three moves!

"Nana, let's go. It's time to return to Spirit Hall."

Chrysanthemum Douluo's weak voice rang out.

Hearing this, Hu Liena's heart suddenly sank, and the bitterness of parting quietly welled up within her.

She slowly turned around, her gaze firmly settling on the handsome face of the young man beside her, her eyes filled with reluctance.

"I'm leaving," Hu Liena said softly, unable to hide her melancholy.

Lu Xiao nodded slightly and answered calmly, "Take care on the road."

Those simple four words only deepened Hu Liena's reluctance to part.

Hu Liena bit her lower lip and slowly slipped her jade-like hand into the inner fold of her clothes at her chest.

A faint light flashed, and she gently took out a jade token that was pure white throughout.

A warm luster flowed along the token's edges. The character "Saint" was engraved on its front, while a crown was carved on its back, making it appear exceptionally noble.

This was her exclusive token as the Saintess of Spirit Hall. Anyone who held it could issue commands that no Spirit Hall disciple, deacon, or even elder would dare disobey.

Before Lu Xiao could speak, Hu Liena raised her hand and gently placed the Saintess Token in his palm.

"This is for you."

Hu Liena looked up at him, her eyes bright as she gazed at him seriously.

"This is my Saintess Token. There is only one in all of Spirit Hall, and it belongs only to me."

"With this token, wherever Spirit Hall's influence reaches, no one will dare harm you in the future. No matter what trouble you encounter, show this token, and the people of Spirit Hall will help you unconditionally."

"Keep it safe. Don't lose it."

Lu Xiao lowered his head to look at the Saintess Token in his palm, then carefully stored it in his Storage Soul Guidance Device.

"Alright, I understand." He looked up, his reply gentle.

Hearing that answer, the melancholy between Hu Liena's brows instantly faded by more than half, sweetness surging through her heart.

"Nana, it's time to go!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo called out again, his tone somewhat urgent.

Hu Liena rose slightly onto her toes, took the initiative to step forward, gently opened her arms, and threw herself into Lu Xiao's embrace without reservation.

After their brief embrace, though she was filled with reluctance, she slowly loosened her arms.

She took half a step back and gave Lu Xiao one last deep look, firmly engraving his image in her heart. Then she resolutely turned around and quickly walked toward Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

Two pillars of Soul Power instantly rose, carrying Hu Liena's figure as they shot into the sky.

Five days later, inside the Pope Palace of Spirit City.

The grand and solemn Pope Palace was empty and silent, its golden bricks and jade tiles gleaming brightly.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo knelt on one knee, bowing their heads as they awaited orders.

"Du Busi's strength truly does not fall short of the Second Worship?"

Above them, a peerlessly beautiful woman reclined against the Pope's throne. Her purple eyes were calm, and no emotion could be heard in her voice, yet it carried supreme authority.

The woman was not tall. Her purple eyes were deep and cold, and her beauty was beyond compare, enough to make all things in the world pale in comparison. She wore a brilliant golden ceremonial gown that outlined her graceful yet icy figure from head to toe.

Her fair, creamy skin, nearly flawless face, and the innate aura of nobility and sanctity around her made others unable to resist the urge to bow in worship.

"Reporting to Your Holiness the Pope, it is absolutely true."

Chrysanthemum Douluo hesitated before saying, "Furthermore, Du Busi's disciple, Lu Xiao, most likely possesses Twin Martial Souls. His second martial soul may far surpass the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon."

Bibi Dong lightly tapped the golden armrest with her fingertips.

The crisp sound of "tap, tap, tap" echoed through the empty hall.

She slowly raised her eyes, her cold gaze sweeping over the two kneeling below before she said indifferently, "How does Nana feel about Lu Xiao?"

The question was gentle and devoid of warmth, yet it made Chrysanthemum Douluo's body instantly stiffen, his expression turning incomparably awkward.

Ghost Douluo beside him also froze, subconsciously shifting his gaze away.

An eerie silence instantly descended upon the hall.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's Adam's apple bobbed, and the corner of his mouth twitched. For a moment, he was speechless, completely unsure how to answer.

"This..."

He could hardly say that their Saintess had forcibly kissed Lu Xiao right in front of the two of them!

Seeing that neither of them spoke for a long time, Bibi Dong's faint pressure descended once more. "What? Is it inconvenient to say?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo's heart tightened. Not daring to conceal anything further, he could only force himself to say, "R-Reporting to Your Holiness the Pope... Her Highness the Saintess has an extremely favorable impression of Lu Xiao. When they parted... they embraced, and she even took the initiative to... give him the Saintess Token!"

As soon as his words fell, the entire Pope Palace became utterly silent.

After a long while, a calm voice reached Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo's ears. "For now, leave Du Busi and Lu Xiao alone. First investigate the origins of the Body Sect!"

"Your subordinates obey!" the two answered in unison.

"You may leave."

Bibi Dong waved her hand indifferently, the authority around her gradually receding.

"Yes!"

The two bowed once again, rose to their feet, and quietly withdrew from the hall.

Upon the supreme throne, Bibi Dong sat alone and gazed at the vast heavens beyond the hall. Her purple eyes shifted slightly as she murmured, "Lu Xiao, Du Busi... the Body Sect... this is becoming more and more interesting."