Playing with Numerical Suppression

Mm, the final ending.

It ended with Lin Mo dragging Qian Renxue all over the city in search of candied hawthorns, then buying out an entire candied hawthorn stall.

Early the next morning, Lin Mo and Qian Renxue were surrounded by maids, dressed and groomed, changed into proper formal attire, and brought to the Papal Hall.

"Grandfather, Spirit City is making quite a big deal of this. It looks like there are quite a few guests this time."

Qian Renxue pouted, somewhat displeased. After all, getting up early really was uncomfortable.

Lin Mo, meanwhile, focused on the noisy sounds outside the Papal Hall, his brow slightly furrowed. There was something he was worried about.

Would Tang Hao come after all? If Tang Hao came today, then A Yin might very well follow him. Could he use the Enshrinement Hall's power to eliminate the hidden danger that was Tang San in advance?

"Hehe, you two little ones are the most important stars today. There may be a contest involving the two of you later, so be careful."

"Every major sect has sent children around your age. On one hand, they want to see your talents; on the other, they want to use this opportunity to show off their strength."

"But Grandpa believes in you two. With your abilities, there definitely won't be any problem."

Qian Daoliu smiled as he rubbed Qian Renxue's head. His words also drew Lin Mo's attention away.

Lin Mo nodded. Hearing that there might be a competition involving them, he did not feel nervous at all.

After all, since Qian Daoliu said there would be no problem, there probably really would be no problem. Those close to Lin Mo and the others in age naturally could not be much higher in level.

Of course, they were definitely a little older than Lin Mo. Lin Mo and Qian Renxue were simply too far beyond the norm; otherwise, coming here would only be asking for humiliation.

However, Lin Mo also noticed a problem, and it was an extremely fatal one.

Was Qian Renxue going to appear before everyone with innate soul power level twenty? Innate full soul power was already monstrous enough. If she had innate soul power level twenty, would she really not become the target of assassinations?

Lin Mo was deeply worried about this. Although Spirit Hall was indeed powerful enough, they could not stay within Spirit Hall forever.

They could not possibly bring a Title Douluo-level expert along every time they went out to train, could they?

But without one, she could easily become the target of assassination. After all, innate soul power level twenty meant that, once she matured, she would directly become an existence capable of crushing an entire era.

"Are you worried about Xue'er? You don't need to worry. I won't let Xue'er leave Spirit Hall until she has grown strong enough."

"Otherwise, she cannot leave Spirit Hall."

Qian Daoliu saw the concern on Lin Mo's face. After thinking for a moment, he understood what was going on and simply cleared up his doubts.

Hearing this, Lin Mo understood as well. So this was Qian Daoliu's plan—he had never intended to let Qian Renxue leave his sight before she had grown strong enough.

"Your wisdom is unmatched, Grand Enshriner."

Lin Mo also understood Qian Daoliu's thinking. Training or no training, as long as the stats were stacked high enough, even gods could be beaten into submission.

When Qian Renxue cultivated, she was a walking stats monster. Stats monsters never reasoned with anyone.

Fine, level ninety-five versus level ninety-five—I can't beat you.

But what if I'm level ninety-nine and you're level ninety-five?

What if I'm level one hundred and you're level ninety-nine?

This was the power of pure stat crushing.

"Alright, the proceedings outside are more or less finished. It's time for us to head to the inner hall."

As Qian Daoliu spoke, he strode toward the inner hall.

Lin Mo followed close behind, but then a warm, soft sensation came from his hand. He abruptly turned his head and saw Qian Renxue shyly lowering her head, though her hand was firmly gripping his.

Lin Mo chuckled without saying anything, then clasped Qian Renxue's hand in return.

Lin Mo did not even need to look to know that Qian Renxue's smile must be radiant right now. Sure enough, Qian Renxue turned her flushed face away and lightly curved her lips upward.

Mm, the continent of romance really was wonderful.

At this moment, in the inner hall, Qian Xunji sat in the seat of honor, while Bibi Dong sat to his left.

Bibi Dong wore a cold expression and said nothing, simply sitting silently in her seat. She was seated here in her capacity as the Holy Maiden.

To Bibi Dong's left were another two seats.

Those two seats clearly belonged to Lin Mo and Qian Renxue.

As for the seat to Qian Xunji's left, there was no doubt that it belonged to the number one person of the present era—the Angel Douluo who was invincible in the skies, Qian Daoliu.

After all, the Sea God Douluo remained hidden from the world, while the Clear Sky Douluo had vanished without a trace. That left Qian Daoliu, the sole remaining Limit Douluo, as the undisputed number one person of the era.

"Honored guests, please remain calm."

"My father, along with Spirit Hall's two young geniuses, will appear shortly. Please wait patiently."

"Remain... calm!"

Qian Xunji sounded as though he were soothing the guests, but the attitude in his words was actually chillingly cold. Coupled with Qian Xunji's sharp gaze, everyone present exchanged looks in unison.

The younger generation had already been frightened into not knowing what to do.

The eyes of the older generation all fell upon Qian Xunji, and they remained silent.

Tang Xiao wanted to say something, but Tang Zhen grabbed him and shook his head. Tang Zhen gave Tang Xiao a look, signaling for him not to act rashly.

The Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluos appeared in the center of the hall. They said nothing, but merely standing there was the best proof.

"Two Title Douluo?"

The pressure immediately bore down on everyone present. Including Qian Xunji, seated in the place of honor, Spirit Hall already had three Title Douluo in attendance.

"Father, are there two more among us?"

Tang Zhen shook his head, his expression grave as he whispered to Tang Xiao.

"No, there are two more hidden among us. Spirit Hall alone already has five Title Douluo present."

Tang Xiao could not help but suck in a cold breath. By that estimate, Spirit Hall had at least a dozen, perhaps twenty, Title Douluo in total.

Others might not know, but Clear Sky Sect did. Behind the Papal Hall stood the Enshrinement Hall, and every Title Douluo within the Enshrinement Hall was above Rank 96.

And those people clearly had not died yet.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin also wore a grave expression. He exchanged a glance with Gu Rong, and both of them instantly raised their guard to the highest level, their martial souls poised to be summoned.

Chen Xin quietly whispered a few words into Ning Fengzhi's ear. Ning Fengzhi also realized the severity of the situation and hurriedly spoke.

"Today, we came to offer congratulations on Spirit Hall gaining another genius."

"Yet Spirit Hall treats us like this? Are you planning to slaughter us all here today?"

As soon as Ning Fengzhi said this, the representatives of the two great empires and the smaller sects all looked at Qian Xunji in the seat of honor in shock.

Only one old man did not care. He simply continued eating the delicacies on the table and drinking fine wine.

This man was none other than Yu Yuanzhen, Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

Though he appeared thoughtless, he was actually deeply wise, rough on the surface but meticulous at heart.

He understood clearly that Spirit Hall would definitely not make a move today. Doing so would invite the condemnation of the world, and even if Spirit Hall truly intended to act, they would not be able to stop them anyway.

That was why he continued eating and drinking so nonchalantly.

And though Ning Fengzhi's words seemed rash, to others, it appeared that he had been forced into losing his composure by the threat to his life.

After all, once certain words were spoken, matters would be brought into the open, and Spirit Hall naturally could not tear off all pretense in public.

"Haha, Sect Master Ning, you jest. Of course not."

Qian Xunji smiled and waved his hand, dismissing the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo, thus easing the tense atmosphere in the hall.

"The Grand Enshriner has arrived!"

"We pay our respects to the Grand Enshriner."