Heaven Dou Royal Academy!

Xue Ye nodded in satisfaction, then put on a gentle smile again, Bibi Dong Dongdao:

"Your His Holiness the Pope, Chief Dream is always reliable in his work."

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward and polite for the rest of the time.

Xue Ye, Ning Fengzhi, and the others chatted with Bibi Dong about trivial topics such as the situation on the mainland and the training of young Soul Master, their words filled with probing and cautious flattery.

Qian Renxue echoed gently, Role Play the perfect role of the Crown Prince, only occasionally glancing at Lin Xia, who was being subconsciously protected by Bibi Dong and was idly kicking pebbles at his feet.

The complex envy and Covet deep in her eyes almost spilled out uncontrollably—her mother had forcefully moved into the academy for her younger brother, just to satisfy his seemingly capricious interest... This unreserved pampering was something she had once dreamed of but could never attain.

Fortunately, I now possess it myself, though I can't display it openly!

Bibi Dong seemed uninterested, only nodding occasionally and giving brief responses. Most of her attention seemed to be on Lin Xia, to prevent him from wandering off or getting bored.

Finally, after another round of meaningless small talk, Bibi Dong gracefully ended the conversation.

"Xue Ye Majesty, Sect Master Ning, everyone, the Holy Son and I have grown somewhat weary from our journey. Now that we have settled on our lodgings, we will not disturb you any longer."

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty and His Highness the Holy Son, please rest first."

Xue Ye and the others quickly agreed.

Meng Shenji immediately stepped forward, bowed, and led the way.

"Your His Holiness the Pope, Your His Highness the Holy Son, this way please. Your residence has been prepared immediately. Please follow me."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly and naturally took Lin Xia's small hand.

Lin Xia, obediently led by her master, followed Meng Shenji away towards the direction of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, under the complex gazes of the imperial high-ranking officials.

After leaving Heaven Dou City, Meng Shenji led the way, his posture respectful to the point of humility, each step taken with meticulous care as if measured in advance.

Bibi Dong held Lin Xia's hand, walking with ease. The Pope's majesty was not deliberately concealed, but strangely softened by the presence of the child beside her.

The three walked along a wide avenue paved with smooth white stones and lined with rare Soul Guidance Lamp Trees, through a meticulously maintained garden, and headed towards the majestic mountain range deep within the academy.

As the terrain rises higher, a magnificent mountain gate comes into view. The Lou Gao, and is carved with snow eagles and star patterns symbolizing the Heaven Dou Empire, gleaming with a cold and noble metallic luster in the afternoon sun.

Behind the gate tower, there is not flat land, but a continuous cluster of buildings built along the mountainside.

With its soaring eaves, intricately carved beams and painted rafters, the palace-style teaching area, arena, and simulated training grounds are nestled harmoniously among the verdant mountains and forests.

Clouds and mist swirl around the mountainside, the clear chirping of rare birds echoes from the forest, and the rich, almost tangible, spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushes towards you, carrying with it the freshness of plants and the vitality of Soul Power.

In the distance, you can even see the waterfall cascading down the cliff like a silver ribbon, with mist refracting into tiny rainbows.

Lin Xia's clear eyes were filled with the magnificent scenery that embodies the spirit of heaven and earth. Even though she was used to seeing grandeur and holiness in the Spirit Hall, she couldn't help but admire it from the bottom of her heart.

"The resources of the Heaven Dou Empire are truly excellent!"

This is not merely an exquisite building, but a magnificent masterpiece that perfectly combines a natural landscape with man-made creations, symbolizing the profound heritage accumulated by countless generations of empires.

Lin Xia's emotion did not last long.

Meng Shenji continued walking without stopping, leading the two directly towards the majestic gate in front of the mountain, constructed of heavy soul-guided metal and special stone.

At this moment, two distinguished young students dressed in the exquisite uniforms of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy were on duty at the entrance. Those who could enter this highest institution of learning in the empire were either rich or noble, and their knowledge and experience naturally far surpassed that of ordinary people.

When Meng Shenji's iconic figure appeared, the two students immediately straightened their backs, put on polite and respectful smiles, and prepared to bow and greet him.

However, when their gazes swept over the two figures behind Meng Shenji, they seemed to be pierced by invisible Icicle Spear, and their faces froze instantly!

The woman was tall and elegant, her beauty unparalleled. Her simple yet noble attire accentuated her breathtaking curves.

Her face was so exquisitely beautiful that it seemed otherworldly; her amethyst-like eyes were deep and serene, as if they contained the starry universe.

Simply standing there, without uttering a word, an invisible, chilling pressure quietly spread out, making the air thick and sticky.

The little boy beside her was exquisitely beautiful, with delicate features, and already showed remarkable poise at a young age.

He looked around curiously, his eyes clear, a faint smile playing on his lips, as if he were interested in everything, yet also possessed a detached and composed air.

This image... this aura...

The pupils of the two trainees suddenly contracted, and their hearts felt as if they were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand!

They had seen those two portraits, representing one of the highest levels of power on the continent, in the family's secret archives and on certain special occasions among the empire's high command!

Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall!

The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall! Lin Xia!

The image of the peerless Pope, exuding an aloof and majestic aura, perfectly overlaps with the stunningly beautiful woman before me, holding a child's hand!

The revered and highly respected Holy Son in the portrait looks exactly like the curious boy looking around!

The immense shock struck the two trainees like a tsunami, leaving them speechless and their minds blank.

The aristocratic etiquette and adaptability that they usually took pride in vanished at this moment, leaving only the most instinctive awe and fear.

Almost simultaneously, their bodies reacted faster than their thoughts—bowing deeply, their waists bent at a perfect ninety-degree angle, their heads almost touching their knees, their voices trembling uncontrollably, and shouting in unison.

"Greetings... Greetings to His Holiness the Pope! Greetings to His Highness the Holy Son!"

The fear and reverence in that voice were a hundred times stronger than when facing Xue Ye.

Bibi Dong simply waved her hand dismissively, a simple gesture that carried an undeniable air of authority.

No need for formalities.

The clear, melodious voice was like pearls falling onto a plate, calm and undisturbed, revealing no emotion whatsoever. Yet, it made the two trainees feel as if they had been granted a pardon. They quickly straightened up, stood at their sides, and dared not even breathe, their foreheads already beaded with cold sweat.

Lin Xia, mimicking her master, casually waved her little hand at the two students who were so nervous they were almost petrified, a slightly innocent smile typical of children on her face.

Upon witnessing this scene, Meng Shenji felt a huge weight lifted from his heart and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He was genuinely afraid that these arrogant young nobles might suddenly become blind or Power Trip and cause trouble.

Fortunately, they still had some sense and didn't cause any uncontrollable trouble.

"Your His Holiness the Pope, Your His Highness the Holy Son, this way please."

Meng Shenji's voice became even more respectful as he stepped aside to lead the way.