Seeing Mochen sitting in front of the room, engrossed in reading a book, Yue Yi walked straight over.
"Mochen, it's still early. How about we go play in Spirit City for a while?" Yue Yi asked softly, looking at Mochen.
"It's already dark." Mochen pointed to the sky and slowly closed the book.
"You don't know, there's a really lively street in Spirit City at night, full of delicious food stalls. Let's go have some fun there, without anyone else, so no one else will know," Yue Yi said earnestly to Mochen.
"Is it okay if we don't bring anyone else?" Mochen asked hesitantly.
"Why not? I have money, and the gatekeeper won't dare stop me." Yue Yi patted her pocket, indicating that she had money.
"Alright then." Mochen thought for a moment and agreed.
After seeing that Mochen had agreed, Yue Yi led Mochen out of the Pope's Palace.
"Young Master, it's so late, where are you going..." The Temple Knights responsible for guarding the Pope's Palace asked Yue Yi, who was walking out.
"We'll just wander around the neighborhood and be right back." Yue Yi waved her hand and led Mochen out of the Pope's Palace.
The two spent nearly two hours playing in the bustling Spirit City. Just as they were about to return to the Pope's Palace, a middle-aged man dressed in white with long black hair flowing down his back and eyes like swords suddenly appeared at the end of the street.
The middle-aged man stood in front of the two, his gaze sweeping over Yue Yi from head to toe, his eyes calm and undisturbed.
"Uncle, you're blocking my way." Yue Yi looked at the middle-aged man in front of her and realized that no matter which way she went, this middle-aged man was blocking her way.
"Your Highness, the young master of the Pope's Palace, I am Feng Bailong, and I would like to invite you to be my guest." A gentle voice came from Feng Bailong's mouth.
"Visit? I'm not going." A wary look appeared in Yue Yi's eyes, and she took a few steps back.
"Your Highness, there's no need to wait any longer. The person secretly following you won't appear." Feng Bailong looked at Yue Yi's things, a gentle smile appearing on his face.
"What are you doing? This is Spirit City!" Mochen looked at Feng Bailong and stood directly in front of Yue Yi.
"One or two, it makes no difference. I'm just inviting you to be my guests." Feng Bailong glanced at the two of them, then grabbed them by the collar. In a few flashes, he disappeared from the spot.
In the Pope's Palace, a middle-aged man dressed in the Pope's Palace, bearing several sword wounds and dripping crimson blood, staggered back into the Pope's Palace.
"What happened? What's going on?" The Temple Knights at the gate asked in surprise as he looked at the middle-aged man who had returned.
"Young... Young Master is in trouble, Feng Bailong!" The middle-aged man said in a hoarse voice as he looked at the Temple Knights.
Upon hearing this, the Temple Knights paused for a moment before rushing into the Pope's Palace without hesitation to report the matter.
Soon, all the elders and priests in the entire Pope's Palace erupted in a frenzy, emerging from their rooms and standing in the main hall of the Pope's Palace.
Even in the Douluo Hall, Jun Xuehan and Qian Renxue, who were undergoing the assessment, did not hesitate at all before walking out of the Douluo Hall.
When the two arrived at the Pope's Palace, they found that Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu had arrived there before them, glaring angrily at the crowd below.
"What exactly happened? Yue Yi is in Spirit City, how could something have happened to her?" Qian Renxue's eyes were a little red as she stared intently at the middle-aged man kneeling below.
Jun Xuehan remained silent, but her hands behind her back clenched involuntarily, her silver eyes filled with coldness, and her aura was faintly visible.
"Your His Holiness the Pope, the matter is..."
Before the person kneeling below could finish speaking, Qian Renxue interrupted him.
"Stop talking nonsense and get to the point: who did this, and where is Yue Yi?" Qian Renxue's voice echoed throughout the Pope's Palace.
"Feng Bailong said he wanted to invite the young master back as a guest. His subordinates couldn't stop him, so he secretly protected the young master's men. He only let me return." The middle-aged man kneeling below recounted the story without any hesitation.
"Feng Bailong, Wind Sword Sect!"
"Heh heh, what a Wind Sword Sect, what a Feng Bailong!"
"Wind Sword Sect of the Feng Bailong has kidnapped people from Spirit City."
"Feng Bailong, you've crossed the line!"
Four different voices came from the mouths of Qian Renxue, Qian Daoliu, Bibi Dong, and Jun Xuehan respectively.
"Send out everyone in the Pope's Palace to search for the Wind Sword Sect along the borders of the Two Great Empires. No matter what, we must find Yue Yi." Bibi Dong slowly raised her head, a glint of red light flashing in her eyes.
"After not making a move for so long, it seems I need to stretch my muscles a bit." Qian Daoliu slowly stood up, glancing at the several elders and deities in the Worship Hall.
"Feng Bailong, if you dare to harm Yue Yi, I will wipe out your Wind Sword Sect." Qian Renxue's hands clenched tightly together as she looked toward the Star Luo Empire.
"Feng Bailong can't escape. Isn't the Wind Sword Sect located within the Star Luo Empire?" Jun Xuehan reached out and removed the hairpin from her head, revealing the Silver Dragon Spear in her hand. Five black, three red, and Eight Soul Rings flashed beneath her feet.
Reaching out, Jun Xuehan opened a Space Rift and dragged the Silver Dragon Spear Space Rift into it.
Qian Renxue, Qian Daoliu, Bibi Dong, the remaining six worshippers of the Worship Hall, and Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo followed closely behind Jun Xuehan into the Space Rift.
The rest of the people walked directly out of the Pope's Palace and searched along the border Two Great Empires for the figure of Feng Bailong.
The once peaceful night in Spirit City was completely shaken by the tremors of the Spirit Hall.
The Temple Knights belonging to the Pope's Palace patrolled the Spirit City in an orderly fashion, searching for Feng Bailong. Countless Soul Master searched every corner.
The news that the young master of the Spirit Hall had been kidnapped by Feng Wind Sword Sect Feng Bailong Sect, spread like a gentle breeze throughout Spirit City.
Upon hearing the news, the sect leaders of each sect immediately dressed and sent their subordinates to help search for the missing persons.
Not for any other reason than that this is an opportunity to do someone a favor. If they can help bring the person back, then there's no need to even think about the Spirit Hall giving a reward, or the favor they gain. What they get will far outweigh what they give.
In an instant, the entire Spirit City was brightly lit. Some people helped search within the Spirit City, while others went directly to the location of the Wind Sword Sect, preparing to wait for them to come to them.
After all, if they can't find Feng Bailong, can't they find the Wind Sword Sect?