The moon was like a silver plate, and the sky was full of stars.
Mochen pushed open the door, walked out of the room, glanced at the starry night sky, and headed straight for the study.
Because of Yue Yi's usual presence, no maids stopped him along the way, and Mochen went straight to the study, pushed open the door, and went inside.
The spacious study was very clean and tidy.
Mochen glanced around before fixing his gaze on a silver spear. It was Soul Tool that Jun Xuehan had spent several years creating for Yue Yi, modeled after the Silver Dragon Spear.
This Soul Tool is comparable to a level 10 Soul Tool, and it is also the highest-level Soul Tool in the entire Spirit Hall.
Mochen looked at the Soul Tool, then reached out and pushed the door open a crack. He glanced around and, after confirming that no one was around, took out a Storage Ring from his person and put it on his hand.
Approaching the silver spear, Mochen reached out and stored it in his Soul Tool. Then, he picked up a pen and paper from his desk, wrote a letter, and walked straight out of the study towards the Pope's Palace.
Along the way, people who saw Mochen were used to it and no one stopped him. Mochen was also very polite and greeted the people along the way.
After leaving the Pope's Palace, Mochen quickened his pace and headed straight for the outskirts of Spirit City without stopping along the way.
After leaving Spirit City, Mochen turned around and looked in the direction of the Pope's Palace. He knelt down and kowtowed three times in the direction of the Pope's Palace.
"Your Highness, the Mistress has ordered me to escort you back." A somewhat hoarse voice suddenly rang out from the shadows.
"Take me back? I thought you'd forgotten about me." Mochen slowly stood up, his gaze fixed on the black-robed figure who emerged from the shadows.
"Your Highness, the mistress had her own reasons for doing what she did back then. Besides, Your Highness, you live a life of comfort and ease on this continent." The man in black robes bowed, his hoarse voice carrying a hint of helplessness.
"No worries about food and clothing? If I hadn't met her, how could I have lived a life of comfort and ease? She really had her reasons for abandoning me in Heaven Dou City." Mochen looked at the black-robed man in front of him, tears welling up in his eyes, and a feeling of grievance rising in his heart.
"Your Highness, in fact, there are always people protecting your safety in secret. However, due to the Spirit Hall, we dare not enter Spirit City." The man in black robes lowered his head slightly and bowed to Mochen.
"Protect me? Are you here to protect me, or to collect my corpse? When Feng Bailong took me away, where were you? You're here to protect me, or to collect my corpse!" Mochen snorted coldly and slowly walked in the opposite direction from Spirit City.
Gradually, the two figures disappeared into the night, as if they had never existed.
In the Douluo Hall, Jun Xuehan and Qian Renxue slowly walked into the light curtain. There, they saw Qian Daoliu already standing in front of the Angel God Statue, quietly waiting for their arrival.
Qian Renxue's fifth test was to endure for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, under the guidance of the Divine Envoy Qian Daoliu. As Qian Renxue's companion, Jun Xuehan Qian Renxue's task was to help her pass the test.
"Ready?" Qian Daoliu slowly opened his eyes and looked at Jun Xuehan and Qian Renxue.
"Yes, we're ready." Qian Renxue nodded slightly, releasing her Martial Soul from behind her. Two purple, four black, and two red Eight Soul Rings rose from her feet.
Silver Dragon Spear appeared in Jun Xuehan's hand, with four black, three red, and one gold Eight Soul Rings, which gradually emerged from beneath his feet.
"Just be prepared. I won't show you any mercy." Qian Daoliu said, a stick of incense appearing in his hand at some point.
The moment the incense was lit, Six-Winged Angel appeared from behind Qian Daoliu, with Nine Soul Rings— eight black and one red—flashing continuously on its body.
Qian Daoliu threw the incense stick in his hand directly towards Qian Renxue, and his figure moved instantly.
Qian Renxue caught the incense stick that was thrown to her and was about to make a defensive move when she saw Qian Daoliu's figure sweep past her and head towards Jun Xuehan.
Upon seeing this, Jun Xuehan slightly trembled the Silver Dragon Spear in her hand, and countless spear flowers bloomed at the tip of the spear, as several spear shadows pressed down on the approaching Qian Daoliu.
With a bang, the golden and silver Soul Power collided and then spread outwards, blowing the hair of Jun Xuehan and Qian Daoliu.
Qian Daoliu swayed slightly but regained his balance, while Jun Xuehan took three steps back and shook her numb arms.
The Soul Ring beneath Qian Daoliu's feet began to flash, and golden Soul Power condensed in his hand, gradually forming a longsword.
Meanwhile, Jun Xuehan's sixth Soul Ring flickered, and the Silver Dragon Spear in her hand was imbued with Dark Element, with the Supreme Evil Power attached to the spear tip.
The two locked eyes, and Jun Xuehan and Qian Daoliu moved almost simultaneously. Swords flashed and spears crisscrossed, and the crisp sounds of clashing weapons rang out continuously.
The Soul Power was released unrestrainedly, and ripples of energy spread outwards like waves.
"Grandpa, isn't what you're doing a bit inappropriate?" Jun Xuehan asked softly as the Silver Dragon Spear and golden longsword clashed together in his hands.
"As I just said, I will not show any mercy." Qian Daoliu adopted a businesslike demeanor, showing no intention of holding back in his attack.
"Grandpa, the examinee is Xue'er, you don't need to come directly to me, do you?" Jun Xuehan asked softly, looking at Qian Daoliu in front of her.
"The result is the same." Qian Daoliu said indifferently. The test was to last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, so whether it was Qian Renxue or Jun Xuehan, as long as they could last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, it would be fine.
Moreover, given that he had to choose between his own granddaughter and his grandson-in-law, Qian Daoliu would naturally choose Jun Xuehan without holding back.
Qian Renxue stared blankly at the two fighting, glancing at the incense in her hand and then at the battle in mid-air. Her phoenix eyes blinked a few times.
"I'm the one being assessed, so why are you just ignoring me like this?" As she spoke, Qian Renxue couldn't help but blow gently on Qingxiang, hoping to make it burn faster.
To her disappointment, no matter how much she blew on it, the burning speed of the incense remained unchanged, the same as before.
Qian Renxue stuck the incense stick in her hand into the ground, quietly watching the battle between Jun Xuehan and Qian Daoliu, looking for an opportunity to strike.