Let Lin Mo Be Your Husband

The sharp sword tip pierced Dai Weisi, causing him unbearable pain.

The suppression of all attributes within the domain, along with the burning damage brought by the Holy Flame of Light, instantly shattered all resistance from Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun.

Lin Mo suddenly realized a problem—flames could burn clothes. He abruptly turned to look at Zhu Zhuyun.

The clothing on Zhu Zhuyun's thighs, lower abdomen, arms, and other areas had already been burned away by the flames, exposing her fair body.

The next second, all the Holy Flame of Light on Zhu Zhuyun's body vanished. Her fair body was visible only for an instant before a white blanket took its place, covering her.

A wave of boos rose from the sidelines, followed by an uproar. Clearly... it was a bunch of horny old perverts.

"Silence!"

Qian Xunji shouted with soul power, and the entire venue instantly fell silent.

"Your Holiness, how can Spirit Hall humiliate the Star Luo Empire like this? She is the future Crown Prince's consort!"

The Star Luo ambassador roared.

He truly was furious. He actually dared to speak to Qian Xunji this way, because if any salacious rumors spread from here today—

then by tomorrow, the Star Luo ambassador's head might no longer be on his neck.

"Hehe, Star Luo Ambassador. There is no need to be so angry. Her clothes were not completely burned away, and our contestant has already taken measures, hasn't he?"

Qian Xunji spoke in a rather calm manner. After all, if they were being fair, Spirit Hall had indeed acted somewhat improperly.

The Star Luo ambassador came to his senses as well, and inwardly felt a trace of regret. Things had not reached the worst possible point, after all. Only part of Zhu Zhuyun's skin had been exposed just now.

If he offended Qian Xunji over this, his head might be moving house today.

"I told you, you lost."

Zhu Zhuyun was already on the verge of passing out. Dai Weisi, who was gritting his teeth to hold on, was unwilling to accept it, but he understood that this was already the result of Lin Mo showing mercy.

"We lost!"

Dai Weisi spat out those words as though a burden had been lifted, then collapsed unconscious to the ground as well.

Lin Mo cast them an indifferent glance, swept his gaze across the entire venue, made a shushing gesture, then turned and walked off the stage.

"I declare the winner of this match to be Lin Mo of Spirit Hall!"

As the host's words fell, cheers erupted throughout the venue and did not cease.

"Lin Mo! Lin Mo! Lin Mo!"

"Wow, Grandpa, look! Little Brother Lin Mo really won!"

Seeing this, Qian Renxue, sitting with Qian Daoliu, kept shaking his arm and pointed at Lin Mo in delighted surprise.

Qian Daoliu chuckled, gently rubbed Qian Renxue's head, and coaxed her softly.

"Mhm, Grandpa saw it. That brat Lin Mo is quite good. How about making him your husband in the future?"

At those words, Qian Renxue's ears immediately turned red. She stammered, unable to say anything. Clearly, she wanted Lin Mo to become her husband.

But Qian Xunji, who was listening nearby, was not pleased. What did that mean? Was he just going to hand his precious daughter over to someone else?

"Father, they are still young. It is too early to talk about this."

The representatives of the major factions all looked at their noses and kept their thoughts to themselves, wisely choosing not to join the conversation. It was an internal matter of their family; no matter whose side one took, someone would be upset.

"O-Okay..."

The moment Qian Renxue said that, Qian Xunji was so irritated that he snorted coldly and said nothing more.

"Your Holiness, since the children are willing, we elders should support them even more. Two geniuses together, mutually devoted to one another—it truly is a fine tale."

Ning Fengzhi interjected at this moment, like an elder pleased to see it happen.

"Hehe, Sect Master Ning. You make a very good point."

Qian Xunji replied with a smile that did not reach his eyes. Clearly, Qian Renxue's matter had put him in a poor mood.

"His Highness's match has ended as well. It is time for us to discuss when the sect tournament should begin."

Tang Zhen suddenly spoke, breaking the previous atmosphere. The mood began to turn subtle, and the relations between the major sects grew tense.

"Hehe, Sect Master Tang, what sect tournament? It is merely a simple sparring match."

Yu Yuanzhen chuckled, deftly swapping out the concept of a sect tournament.

It sounded pleasant on the surface, but in truth there was no difference. After all, if the Clear Sky Sect truly lost this match, then the position of the number one sect in the world would naturally change hands.

"With the Clear Sky Sect's strength, this match is another opportunity for it to bring glory to itself."

If this had been said before, it would indeed have been a compliment. But now everyone knew that the Clear Sky Sect was not as strong as it once was. For Yu Yuanzhen to say this now was blatant mockery.

Tang Hao and Tang Xiao both frowned. If Tang Xiao had not been holding him back, Tang Hao would already have charged over with his hammer to beat up that old dragon.

"Since that is the case, Ji'er, go take them and discuss the arrangements for the sect tournament."

After saying this, Qian Daoliu held Qian Renxue and vanished from the spot in an instant.

When he appeared again, he was already in the waiting area. Lin Mo was sitting there, gulping down water.

Zhu Zhuyun and Dai Weisi had long since been sent to Spirit Hall's exclusive hospital for treatment by healing-type soul masters, while the Star Luo envoy had already left ahead of them.

"Lin Mo, you did very well today."

Qian Daoliu appeared beside Lin Mo, holding Qian Renxue in his arms as he spoke with a smile.

Lin Mo nodded and replied calmly.

"This is what I should have done."

Qian Xunji slowly rose to his feet as well. He looked over the crowd, his gaze finally settling on the two Douluo waiting quietly to one side, Yue Guan and Gui Mei.

"Yue Guan, Gui Mei, escort the guests back to their accommodations. Then bring the representatives of the seven great sects to the conference hall of the Pope's Palace."

After saying this, Qian Xunji naturally vanished as well, leaving only the two Douluo, Yue Guan and Gui Mei, bowing to the guests.

"Please, everyone."

At the same time, on the clean and tidy streets of Spirit City, someone who seemed utterly out of place appeared.

His clothes were tattered, his head was bald, and his entire body was covered in mud and grime. He limped as he walked, looking like a destitute beggar.

"Damn it! Once I find Bibi Dong, I'll make you all pay for this in blood!"

Sure enough, it was Yu Xiaogang. As for why he had only arrived in Spirit City now, it was because after being beaten up last night, he had not woken until noon.

On top of that, it seemed his leg had been broken, so he could only hobble along step by step.

"Where is this? It's been so long since I came to Spirit City that I barely recognize the roads anymore."

"Here... this should be the library where Dong'er and I first met."

Yu Xiaogang struggled to identify the way. After all, he had not been to Spirit City in a very long time. Yet somehow, he had unconsciously wandered to the library where he had first encountered Bibi Dong all those years ago.

"Xia... Xiaogang... is that you?"

A familiar voice sounded beside Yu Xiaogang's ear. His entire body instantly froze, and he mechanically turned his head.