Locked in Place!

After Lin Xia finished speaking, he seemed completely oblivious to the dozen or so piercing gazes behind him.

Lin Xia merely turned her head slightly, her large, clear eyes, which could reflect a person's image, quickly sweeping over the frozen crowd behind her with a knowing look.

His gaze was calm and unwavering, as if he had anticipated their reaction.

Immediately, the pure smile on his face deepened slightly, carrying an air of undeniable authority. He naturally reached out and took Dugu Yan's wrist, which was somewhat cold from shock.

"Come on, Sister Yanyan, let's talk over there."

Lin Xia's voice was still clear and melodious, with a childlike softness, but her tone revealed an undeniable firmness.

Dugu Yan hadn't fully recovered from Lin Xia's shocking question. Her mind was blank, and she was almost reflexively pulled by him, staggering a step before subconsciously following his steps.

Her heart was pounding in her chest, her blood felt like it was flowing backward, and a voice was screaming wildly in her mind.

Get stronger! Be as powerful as him!

Only when the two walked hand in hand out of the Martial Arts Arena and disappeared into the bamboo forest path leading to the Lianxian Back Mountain Courtyard did the "hard control" effect on everyone seem to be lifted.

"Call..."

Osler was the first to let out a long breath, as if a drowning person had finally surfaced. He wiped away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, his voice trembling.

"My God... what did he just say? Did I hear that right?"

"No... that's right..."

Yu Feng's voice was also somewhat unsteady, and his eyes were still fixed on the direction where Lin Xia had disappeared.

He asked Yan Zi... if she wanted to be as capable as him...

"This... how is this possible?"

Xue Ke murmured to herself, her little face full of confusion and longing.

As a princess, she knew how difficult cultivation was; Lin Xia's achievements were simply legendary.

Ning Rongrong bit her lip tightly, her eyes filled with an extremely complex mix of emotions: resentment, jealousy, but above all, a strong sense of excitement as if a new world had been opened to her.

For the first time, she felt so clearly that, in the face of absolute talent and power, her proud family background and Martial Soul seemed to become less important.

Does he... really have a solution?

Why was it only named Dugu Yan?

Countless thoughts churned within her.

Yu Tianheng's face was so gloomy it could drip water.

Lin Xia's Frillish remark felt like a dull knife repeatedly cutting into his heart.

Become stronger? He Covet to become stronger more than anyone else!

Especially after being so utterly defeated by Lin Xia!

But the other party ignored him, and even ignored everyone else, only calling Dugu Yan away alone!

A powerful Covet for the unknown made him Crunch his teeth. He stared intently at the bamboo path, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white.

Ye Lingling lowered her eyes gently, her long eyelashes concealing the emotions in her eyes, but the slight rise and fall of her chest revealed the turmoil within her.

The Shi Mo and Shi Mo brothers scratched their heads and sighed with simple honesty.

"Sister Yanzi... is about to have a great opportunity?"

Yan Zhe stood there, his brows furrowed, his eyes deep and unfathomable. Lin Xia's final glance clearly showed that Frisk their intentions and had ruthlessly extinguished their hopes of eavesdropping.

"Could this method be used in batches...?"

Yan Zhe felt a mixture of curiosity and apprehension, like a cat scratching at his heart, but even more so, a deep sense of apprehension and powerlessness.

The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall... indeed, cannot be judged by ordinary standards!

He is not only incredibly strong, but also remarkably astute!

Yan Zhe knew that what had happened today had to be reported in detail to the three education committee members and... the palace immediately.

The potential and secrets that Lin Xia has revealed are simply astonishing!

The winding bamboo path isolated the hustle and bustle of the Martial Arts Arena and the countless inquisitive gazes.

Sunlight filtered through layers of emerald green bamboo leaves, casting dappled, swaying light onto the white stone path and onto the small figure ahead.

Dugu Yan was held by the wrist by Lin Xia, mechanically following his steps.

The initial shock receded like the tide, replaced by an increasingly surging surge of emotion.

Lin Xia's words, "Do you want to be as amazing as me?" echoed repeatedly in her mind like a spell, making her heart race every time.

Dugu Yan's palms were sweating profusely with excitement and nervousness. The small but unusually steady force coming from Lin Xia's wrist carried an undeniable pull.

Dugu Yan looked down at the back of Lin Xia's head. Her smooth black hair gleamed in the sunlight, and her small shoulders seemed to bear unimaginable secrets and strength.

"Does he really... have a way?"

A voice screamed from the depths of her heart.

A seven-year-old, level 29 Soul Grandmaster, second-level Soul Ring after a thousand years, a detached Martial Soul, and a nearly invincible defensive Soul Skill... all of this is beyond the realm of common sense.

If he didn't rely on some unique and extreme method, what else could it be?

Talent?

Dugu Yan never underestimated herself. Her talent was already top-notch, but compared to Lin Xia, it was like comparing heaven and earth!

The immense Captivate, like the song of a siren, lingered in her heart.

If it were truly possible to become stronger, to become as powerful as him... who could refuse?

Grandpa's lifelong pursuit of becoming stronger was all for the sake of having more say on this continent, wasn't it?

If I could obtain such power... the reputation of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul would no longer be limited to "poison," but would truly be powerful!

Dugu Yan watched Lin Xia's small figure, her eyes gradually warmed from initial confusion and shock, filled with anticipation and a hint of barely Frisk trepidation.

What conditions would he propose?

The secrets of the Spirit Hall are not easily obtained.

Lin Xia seemed completely oblivious to the turbulent emotions churning within Dugu Yan behind him. He walked briskly, as if he were simply taking a friend to visit his little garden.

After passing through the last dense bamboo grove, the view suddenly opened up before us.

A quiet and elegant villa came into view.

The courtyard is small, but it reveals ingenuity in every detail.

Several clumps of bamboo leaned against the white wall, and at the corner of the wall were a few strange flowers and plants that emitted a faint halo, clearly rare soul-guiding plants.

A shallow stream of water, fed by a mountain spring, flows into the courtyard, forming a small pond where several colorful fish swim leisurely.

The air was filled with the fresh scent of bamboo leaves and a delicate, comforting fragrance of herbs.

This place was secluded from the world, as tranquil as a paradise. However, the moment Dugu Yan stepped into the courtyard, an invisible, gentle yet vast aura quietly enveloped her.

This aura wasn't domineering, but it carried a sense of awe and majesty, like a sleeping dragon quietly guarding this place.

This is the aura of Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall!

But Bibi Dong was not there at the moment.