Xu Tianran's Fury! Departure for the Far North

The Bright City Imperial Palace was completely shrouded in a suffocating silence and dread the next day.

"W-What is this?!"

"Quick! Report to His Majesty and His Highness the Crown Prince!"

With several shrill, distorted cries from the patrolling imperial guards, the palace's tranquility was instantly torn apart.

A mangled corpse hung in horrifying display from the gilded plaque that symbolized the Sun Moon Empire's supreme authority!

"How could this be..."

Surrounded by experts from the Royal Soul Engineer Corps, Xu Tianran, the Sun Moon Empire's crown prince, was slowly wheeled to the palace gates.

When Xu Tianran raised his head and saw the corpse hanging in midair like preserved meat, his already gloomy face instantly twisted, and an unhealthy flush rose to his cheeks.

"Uncle Chen..."

Xu Tianran's hands clenched the wheelchair's armrests tightly, his pupils contracting sharply as overwhelming fury brewed within him.

"Trash! You're all nothing but useless fools!"

He slammed his palm against the wheelchair. The terrifying surge of soul power sent the surrounding imperial guards dropping to their knees in unison, too terrified to make a sound.

"How did this corpse get here?!"

Xu Tianran roared with bloodshot eyes, like a lone wolf driven into a rage.

"The Bright City Imperial Palace claims to have the tightest defenses on the entire continent, yet someone infiltrated it openly and hung the corpse of this crown prince's personal guard right on the gates?!"

"What the hell are the detection soul tools even for?!"

Faced with Xu Tianran's furious outburst, the Royal Soul Engineer Corps' higher-ups broke out in cold sweat, not daring even to breathe loudly.

They were even more shocked and terrified than Xu Tianran.

"Wuhun City..."

Xu Tianran ground his teeth, an icy light flickering uncertainly in his eyes.

He had thought that city which had appeared out of nowhere was merely a reclusive faction with some foundation. But now, it seemed the other side not only possessed terrifying power capable of effortlessly killing a Titled Douluo, but also infiltration methods that treated the Sun Moon Empire's imperial palace as if it were nothing.

Such a foundation had far exceeded his expectations!

"Ha..."

Xu Tianran took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart before giving a cold order.

"Spare no expense to find out exactly where this Wuhun City came from! Before we understand their true strength, no one is to act rashly!"

Meanwhile, within Wuhun City.

Mu Yunye lounged lazily in a soft high-backed chair within his residence. His eyes were lightly closed, but his consciousness had already immersed itself in his vast Sea of Spirit.

"Yunye, I'm serious! You're already level fifty-five now. The configuration of your first martial soul, the Elemental Sword, is simply heaven-defying, but it still isn't enough!"

Skydream Ice Silkworm's plump, white-gold body drifted about above the Sea of Spirit, its shamelessly smug voice never stopping for a moment.

"Don't forget, I even bestowed upon you that still-unformed ice-attribute martial soul!"

"Isn't it time to head to the Far North?!"

Listening to Skydream Ice Silkworm's endless nagging, Mu Yunye helplessly rubbed his brow.

"You really are..."

At the side, Autumn-Water Dew spoke in a helpless tone.

"Skydream told me last night that it wants to see its Bingbing sooner..."

"Cough, cough!"

Skydream Ice Silkworm hurriedly cut Autumn-Water Dew off.

"Fine, fine, you win."

Mu Yunye slowly opened his eyes and let out a helpless sigh. In the end, he could not withstand Skydream Ice Silkworm's persistent pestering.

But he also understood.

It was time to make a trip to the Far North. No matter what, raising his strength as quickly as possible was what truly mattered.

"Since the trouble with the Star Luo Empire has been resolved and Wuhun City is stable for now, then let's make a trip to the Far North."

Mu Yunye made up his mind.

"You're going to the Far North?"

Just as Mu Yunye made his decision, a stunning figure walked in with light steps. It was Qian Renxue, though she had yet to obtain her eighth soul ring.

After absorbing the Immortal Herb and undergoing the baptism of holy radiance, her already flawless face appeared even more sacred and untouchable. Every gesture she made emanated a holy aura that made one's heart tremble.

"Big Sister Xue."

Mu Yunye rose to greet her.

Qian Renxue smiled faintly, her gentleness like spring rain.

"I heard you muttering to yourself that you wanted to go to the Far North?"

"Mm."

Mu Yunye nodded without concealing anything.

"Skydream said it would take me to obtain some opportunities. I promised it."

At those words, an unquestionable gleam flashed through Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes, and she spoke without hesitation.

"I'll go with you. I was just thinking of going out for a while myself. After obtaining my eighth soul ring, I'll begin accepting the Angel God's inheritance."

"Alright, then we'll go together."

Mu Yunye agreed with a smile.

"By the way, where's Guyi?"

Mu Yunye asked curiously.

"Guyi's Six-Winged Angel bloodline has just awakened and evolved. She's currently in seclusion."

Qian Renxue explained softly.

Mu Yunye nodded. He was not surprised by Ye Guyi's seclusion. The reconstruction of a god-level martial soul like the Six-Winged Angel naturally required a long period of adaptation.

"You two, are you planning to sneak off without telling me?"

Just as the two discussed their travel plans, a majestic yet teasing voice sounded from nearby.

"Uh..."

Mu Yunye immediately revealed an awkward expression.

The space before them distorted slightly, and Bibi Dong, dressed in a noble long robe, appeared out of thin air before them.

"We weren't sneaking off. It's just that... we hadn't gotten around to telling you yet."

Mu Yunye laughed awkwardly. Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Qian Renxue could not help but laugh aloud.

A gentle smile rested on Bibi Dong's exquisite face. She stepped forward and lightly adjusted the golden hair at Qian Renxue's temple, her eyes filled with an elder's affection.

"I heard everything you said just now. Yunye wants to seek opportunities, and Xiaoxue happens to need her eighth soul ring."

"With me here in Wuhun City, you can go without worry."

Bibi Dong smiled proudly, directly dispelling the last trace of concern in Mu Yunye's heart. Then again, with two Ultimate Douluo stationed here, on this continent...

Perhaps only the Holy Spirit Church and the Clear Sky Sect could rival Wuhun City.

"Then we can rest assured."

Mu Yunye and Qian Renxue exchanged a glance, both seeing the relief in each other's eyes. Without delaying further, they left Wuhun City side by side.

On Wuhun City's walls, Bibi Dong stood with her hands behind her back, quietly watching the direction in which Mu Yunye and Qian Renxue had departed.

"Yue Guan, Gui Mei."

Bibi Dong's red lips parted. Her voice was not loud, yet it traveled precisely into the void.

"Your subordinate is here!"

Following two respectful responses, Gui Mei and Yue Guan, as though they had been waiting there all along, instantly appeared beside Bibi Dong.

"Your Holiness the Pope, what are your orders?"

Yue Guan respectfully dropped to one knee.

Bibi Dong did not turn around. Her gaze remained fixed on the place where Mu Yunye and Qian Renxue had left, but her tone was frosty. "The Far North is perilous and unpredictable. We cannot rule out the possibility that others may act in secret."

"The two of you are to depart immediately and follow them in secret to protect them. Do not reveal your identities unless it becomes critical."