The Luxurious Spirit Hall Delegation!

Buzz!

A humming sound, like the resonance of metal, arose, but much more subdued than the usual metallic resonance. It had a peculiar rhythm and was not harsh. A towering gate emerged from the air and stood tall in this unknown wilderness.

The gate, engraved with mysterious patterns, slowly opened.

A wisp of white mist wafted out from the crack in the door.

Blur everything within a ten-meter radius.

Bite!!!

Da da da!

The metallic Pope's Scepter collided with what appeared to be a jade threshold, followed by the rhythmic sound of high heels.

Only when the calves wrapped in gray, semi-transparent flesh stockings stepped over the threshold, the luxurious and bright high heels trod on the slightly muddy soil, and the scepter, inlaid with purple gems like a phoenix tail, poked the end of an unknown weed, was the sound that gave people the illusion of nobility and elegance silently swallowed up by the surrounding environment and drowned out by the gusts of wind that swept across the wilderness.

"The weather is nice."

Even in the thin white fog, Ye Qingcang's voice remained clear and accurate.

Unlike Bibidong, who wore high heels.

As a pragmatist, he wore Tactical Boots custom-made by the Blue Tyrant Academy. The leather, tanned from Dragon Shadow Lizard skin, naturally had a sound-absorbing effect, and the boots naturally carried this characteristic as well. In addition, the degree of control that Stellar Martial Arts gave over every part of his body, as well as the other materials added during the production of the Tactical Boots, meant that even if he kicked the threshold, it wouldn't make a sound. He wasn't that stingy.

Without exaggeration, the clothes he was wearing, not counting his Soul Tool such as the wristband-shaped Storage Soul Tool, were enough to rent out a shop in the most prosperous commercial district of the Heaven Dou Empire. And that was at cost price; the normal selling price would obviously be even higher.

It really fits the saying: the rich can always find ways to spend money, while the poor can only dream of ways to make money.

Fortunately, the world is very simple in its structure.

A pack of wolves, a flock of sheep.

For every person who is doing well, there must be someone who is not.

After more than a decade, he finally understood.

Emerging from the mist, Ye Qingcang raised his hand, letting the warm afternoon sun shine on his palm, making the jade-like bracelet glow brilliantly. Having changed back into his Blue Tyrant Academy uniform, he finally spoke, smiling at the person beside him, "A sunny afternoon like this is truly invigorating. If we weren't in this vast wilderness, but in a city with a slower pace of life, I think it would be even more comfortable..."

"Who wouldn't love a peaceful and tranquil life?"

Wearing Small Leather Boots and still draped in an assassin's cloak, Sheng Cai'er, who was practically inseparable from Ye Qingcang, stood on Ye Qingcang's left side.

Hearing Ye Qingcang say this, she raised her little hand, looked at the sunlight shining in her palm, felt the warmth, and nodded in agreement.

Finally, he sighed and said, "Unfortunately, peaceful times are always temporary. Someone always has to bear something in exchange for peaceful times."

"It doesn't matter." Bibidong had changed back into her Pope uniform, looked thoughtfully at the sun in the sky. Hearing Ye Qingcang and Sheng Cai'er's casual conversation, she interjected, "The more you bear, the more you enjoy. The world is very fair... Speaking of which, aren't you at all surprised by the time difference between the two worlds?"

"That's really amazing."

"Before setting off, I made a point of checking the time."

"Four thirty-six minutes and fifteen seconds in the morning."

"Based on the standard procedure of pushing open the door, entering the door, and exiting the fog zone, it should be 4:36:20 AM right now, not a sudden leap to noon."

"Judging from the position of the sun in the sky and the length of my shadow, it's roughly around 1 p. m., at most no later than 2 p. m.

"A reversal of day and night is indeed quite interesting."

The white-haired boy leaped out of the white mist.

The person arrived before the voice.

Her right hand was encased in golden armor with a unique openwork design on the shoulder armor, while her left hand was in the form of ice crystals. Accompanying this was her left eye, which was covered by ice crystals. She wore a white robe with obvious gilding on the collar, cuffs, and hem. The robe on her chest was also decorated with intricate embroidery with very clear cloud and blue patterns. Her boots were also extraordinary, with an extended openwork knee guard that reached up to her knees and ice crystal decorations on the back.

The cost of this outfit alone is no less than the one Ye Qingcang is wearing, and its amplification of ice and light-type powers is far superior to the outfit Ye Qingcang is currently wearing.

As the saying goes: good things have no other drawbacks except for being expensive, while bad things have no other advantages except for being cheap.

Of course, whether something is good or bad depends on the cost.

The kind of price that gets inflated the day after tomorrow doesn't count.

The fact that he can afford to wear this outfit is enough to prove that this seemingly young white-haired boy is incredibly powerful and has a relatively prestigious background.

However, before the boy could continue speaking, a steady and powerful voice came from the white mist, immediately choking him.

"Guang Ling, you must not speak recklessly."

The Qingluan Douluo, clad in light blue armor, leaped from the white mist and landed beside the white-haired youth. Seeing his colleague pouting like a child, he had no choice but to abandon his planned warning. Patting the Golden Shoulder Armor of the Guang Ling Douluo, he patiently instructed, "The High Priest said that this journey is to follow His Holiness the Pope's will... To this world, we are complete strangers. Don't be careless if you see anything unusual... Besides, this world isn't without level 96 Super Douluo, and even level 99 God Trial Taker. Who knows if the Gods in the heavens are watching us?"

"Level 96 is not the same as level 96."

"If you don't believe me, ask the Gui Mei."

"Why don't we ask Ghost Leopard?"

"And that little chrysanthemum."

"Who among them can beat me?"

The Guang Ling Douluo muttered something under his breath, causing the expressions of the Ghost Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Leopard Douluo, who had also leaped out of the white mist, to freeze simultaneously. Looking at the indifferent Guang Ling Douluo, they felt a surge of anger rising in their chests.

Don't you have any self-awareness about why we can't beat you?

You are a Super Douluo with both ice and light attributes.

Fighting Gui Mei is like a father beating his son.

Facing Ghost Leopard is like a grandfather beating his grandson.

Especially your Soul Skill.

Once it's activated, everyone becomes a sitting duck.

Ghost Leopard Douluo's speed is useless; a single ice-type crowd control Soul Skill will send him slipping. Just managing to stay on his feet is a feat of sheer willpower. The same goes for Gui Mei. Though more troublesome than Ghost Leopard Douluo due to his lack of a physical form, light-type attacks are generally a guaranteed win against shadow-type attacks. Even if he uses his ultimate skill at close range, Guang Ling Douluo, the marksman, will definitely survive to the end. The only one who requires skillful maneuvering Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan. However, most of Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan's Soul Skill are area-of-effect attacks; his Eighth Spirit Ability and ninth Soul Skill are not single-target. In contrast, Guang Ling Douluo's Soul Skill are well-balanced and have strong burst damage. While he could one-shot Ghost Leopard Douluo and Ghost Douluo, he would only need a few more shots against Chrysanthemum Douluo. While others are troubled by Chrysanthemum Douluo's indestructible body, Guang Ling, the sniper, doesn't need to worry about such things.

Why didn't you include Sea Turtle Douluo in your calculations?

That was a purely defensive title!

"Um?"

Qingluan Douluo frowned slightly.

Being so close, he naturally heard what Guang Ling Douluo said.

However, before Qingluan Douluo could speak...

With a lightning-fast sliding kneel, Guang Ling Douluo cut off Qingluan Douluo's words, nearly causing Bibidong, Ghost Leopard Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and Chrysanthemum Douluo to strain their backs. His actions were fluid and seamless. "You misheard me. I meant... your reminder was spot on. I will resolutely obey the High Priest's orders and His Holiness the Pope's will, always keeping the Spirit Hall's plans in mind. Even if there are any oversights, they won't happen here!"

The corner of Qingluan Douluo's mouth twitched slightly.

It seems like they wanted to say something.

But in the end, he didn't say it.

With a sigh, she steered the matter Bibidong and the others, which served as an apology on behalf of Guang Ling Douluo. There was no other way; Guang Ling Douluo had slid to his knees too quickly. The Spirit Hall had only recently been reorganized and was still in the process of adjustment. With Guang Ling Douluo's quirky personality, which was both mischievous and cowardly, it was easy for some unnecessary misunderstandings to arise. Therefore, it was always better to be more polite, no matter when or where.

Bibidong and the others nodded in understanding.

Actually, Guang Ling Douluo's personality isn't annoying.

He has a foul mouth, but he's not a bad person at heart.

Moreover, even when he's foul-mouthed, Guang Ling Douluo knows how to be foul-mouthed.

Guang Ling Douluo never talks about those unforgettable pain points. His foul mouth is more about his habit of teasing people and enjoying seeing others angry but helpless towards him. It can be said to be the only imperfection in his perfection.

However, the fact that no one responded to the first half of Guang Ling Douluo's whispered words does not mean that no one listened to the second half of Guang Ling Douluo confession.

A crimson phoenix flew out of the door.

It vanished into flames the instant it landed.

Dry the slightly muddy ground.

A woman with short hair, a female Title Douluo like Bibidong, wearing a black tight-fitting inner armor that exposed her shoulders and part of her arms, with delicate features, similar in appearance to Zhu Zhuyun, Huo Wu, and Shui Yue'er, slowly floated to the ground from the swirling flames, and asked curiously, "What kind of mishap... I must have heard correctly, right?"

Guang Ling Douluo turned his face away, refusing to look at his colleague.

His relationship with Luan Douluo, a junior, was just so-so.

As for the relationship of restraint, it also depends on the Soul Power.

He uses a bow, and his skills are light and ice.

Spirit Kite's Martial Soul is the Blazing Fire Kite, a Martial Soul whose quality is extremely close to that of the Fire Phoenix. It is a bird, and its attribute is fire, which is the opposite of ice. Moreover, some light-type branches have also been derived from the fire element.

If both parties have the same Soul Power Level.

Winning or losing depends entirely on the actions taken on the day.

However, his current Soul Power is level 96, and after being tempered by the Soul Core Method, he has reached the threshold of level 97. His opponent is only level 94, so so far, his chances of winning are obviously greater.

However, due to gender differences, Luan Douluo had previously favored Bibidong, and he had a very unpleasant falling out with her. If it weren't for Qingluan Douluo's sake, he would have shot her with his bow long ago. Now that she brought up his embarrassing moment, he was acting a little coldly, which was ultimately for the sake of the bigger picture.

Yes, it's for the sake of the bigger picture.

Guang Ling Douluo made up an excuse for himself.

"Ahem..." As a teammate, Qingluan Douluo certainly couldn't just stand by and watch the conflict unfold. However, he understood Spirit Kite's personality—impulsive, reckless, always acting impulsively and carefree. The question she had just asked was unintentional. If he reacted too strongly, he would feel guilty. So, after mentally removing some things he shouldn't have said, Qingluan Douluo smiled and explained gently, "Guang Ling was just lamenting the time difference between the two worlds. I reminded him not to be too surprised, because there are bound to be some differences between the two worlds. To prove his resolve, and perhaps to stop me from nagging, Guang Ling solemnly declared in public that he would never make a mistake."

Guang Ling Douluo remained silent.

Luan Douluo suddenly realized.

The look in his eyes as he gazed at Qingluan Douluo held a hint of admiration.

Thinking he had concealed his embarrassment well, he chuckled, "Senior Azure Luan is so thoughtful and considerate... Indeed, we newcomers should be careful to avoid any accidents... Speaking of which, let me see, who among us hasn't arrived yet?"

"Everyone should be here by now, right?" A slightly muffled voice came from within the white mist. The massive Demon Bear Douluo stepped out, followed by a simple-minded young man who was completely obscured. This young man was the only Title Douluo in the Spirit Hall's history with both mental and defensive abilities, known as the Sea Turtle Douluo, the strongest defender below Super Douluo. Also obscured by the Demon Bear Douluo were the Golden Generation, as well as four young men and women who had already been selected as members of the Spirit Hall Team: "Me, Sea Turtle, Old Ghost, Yue Guan, Ghost Leopard, Flame Eagle, Senior Guang Ling and Senior Azure Luan, His Holiness the Pope... Oh, right, Young Lord Ye and Miss Saint, Saintess Na Na is here too, Xie Yue, Yan... It should be complete."

A Limit Douluo and God Trial Taker.

Four Super Douluo and four Title Douluo.

In addition, there is the younger generation led by Ye Qingcang.

The mission consisted of a total of eighteen people.

It was a luxurious lineup meticulously prepared by the Spirit Hall for this negotiation.

It's worth mentioning that the Flame Eagle mentioned by Demon Bear Douluo refers to Luan Douluo. The name Flame Eagle was created and defined for Luan Douluo before she became a Title Douluo, because she was considered the most likely candidate to become the next Elder in the Spirit Hall. Initially, Luan Douluo thought it was a good name and planned to use Flame Eagle as her title. However, when she broke through, Qingluan Douluo happened to be at the Pope's Hall, discussing something with Qian Daoliu Bibidong. Azure Qingluan Douluo then gave Luan Douluo this suggestion, stating that the title Flame Eagle was still too... It leans towards a masculine style. Although it can reflect the advantage of a fiery offensive, a title is usually something that accompanies a Title Douluo for life. If a descendant becomes a Title Douluo within three generations, the title can be inherited, just like Tang Chen and Tang Hao are both titled Haotian. If a title can be inherited more than three times, it will be regarded by the world as the exclusive title of a certain family. Other Title Douluo will not immediately claim this title. Therefore, the name of the Martial Soul is still the main focus. The "spirit" in front is more of a symbol.

For birds, there is no greater praise than nimbleness.

He just got used to calling him Demon Bear Douluo.

More than a decade has passed, and that's what it's been called ever since.