Spirit Hall Pope Qian Xunji? A Yin Falls into Despair!

The tavern's curtain was lifted with a rustling sound, and the once-noisy establishment fell into an eerie silence.

There were not many patrons inside, only a scattered dozen or so, fewer than twenty in total.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at the blond young man who had abruptly entered. He wore luxurious clothing, and his golden hair gleamed especially brightly beneath the sunlight.

Even simply standing there, he exuded an air of nobility.

That distinctive bearing was utterly out of place among everyone in the tavern, like a phoenix that had fallen into a flock of chickens.

"Is that..." At a wooden table in the corner of the tavern, Tang Hao's hand, which had been holding a wine cup, suddenly froze.

He looked at Qian Xunji, a wary glint flashing through his eyes.

"Big Brother, doesn't he seem somewhat familiar?" Tang Hao lowered his voice and asked Tang Xiao beside him.

Tang Xiao set down his wine cup, the muscles throughout his body instantly tensing as the soul power within him began circulating unconsciously.

"He is Spirit Hall's Pope, Qian Xunji..." Tang Xiao took a deep breath and spoke to Tang Hao.

"Many years ago, we followed Father to Spirit City and attended his papal coronation ceremony. It's definitely him. There's no mistake!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Hao's expression became somewhat unnatural.

"Qian Xunji? As Spirit Hall's Pope, why would he suddenly come to such a remote little town? And happen to encounter us?"

Tang Hao furrowed his brow, unable to make sense of it no matter how hard he thought.

"Could he have come specifically for us brothers?" The moment the thought arose, Tang Xiao dismissed it.

Although the two brothers were the most outstanding members of their generation in the Clear Sky Sect, the Clear Sky Sect had never fallen out with Spirit Hall.

Besides, the two of them had been traveling across the continent for five whole years, and their whereabouts were hardly a secret.

If Spirit Hall truly intended to deal with them, there was no need to wait until today, much less for the Pope to come personally.

"Pope Qian Xunji?" Sitting opposite the brothers, a young woman with a gentle, elegant temperament and graceful, noble bearing trembled involuntarily the instant she heard that name.

Her face turned deathly pale, and she stammered, "H-He... is he a Titled Douluo?"

"Of course he's a Titled Douluo..." Tang Hao looked at the beautiful young woman and replied as though it were only natural. "He might even be a level ninety-two or ninety-three Titled Douluo!"

Hearing Tang Hao's certain answer, A Yin's beautiful eyes instantly filled with fear, though she hid it well.

She lightly bit her red lips, her expression turning incomparably grim.

She had not known Tang Xiao and Tang Hao for long, and they had only been traveling together during this time. The Tang brothers regarded her as another young woman out gaining experience and knew nothing of her true background!

But how could she forget her own identity?

She was not human. She was the Blue Silver Emperor of the Blue Silver Grass clan, a hundred-thousand-year soul beast that had taken human form and cultivated anew...

After taking human form and cultivating anew, before reaching maturity, her soul beast aura was as conspicuous as a beacon in the night whenever she faced a human Titled Douluo.

At that thought, A Yin immediately lowered her head.

Her delicate body seemed ready to curl into itself, as though she wished she could hide herself completely!

After spending so many years in the human world, she understood all too well the fatal allure that a hundred-thousand-year soul ring and soul bone held for human soul masters!

Most importantly, Spirit Hall's foundation and influence were immense across this continent. If she revealed her true form here today, she would have absolutely no chance to resist or escape!

"A Yin, what's wrong? Why did your complexion suddenly become so terrible?!" Tang Hao keenly noticed A Yin's abnormality.

Ever since he had met A Yin, from the very first moment he saw her, he had felt something wonderful.

He felt that this gentle, pure blue-haired girl before him was the person fate had destined for him in this life!

"N-Nothing. It's just my first time seeing a Titled Douluo, so I got a little flustered." A Yin forced a bitter smile.

Even her breathing began to grow rapid as she prayed frantically in her heart, Don't notice me, don't notice me!

Yet her prayers were destined to be futile. Qian Xunji had come here precisely to find her, so how could he possibly fail to notice her?

"Don't worry, A Yin. Pope Qian Xunji is of noble status. He would never attack us without cause!"

Tang Hao reassured her somewhat proudly, as though he wanted to display his manly bearing before the woman he loved.

Tang Xiao nodded slightly from the side. "That's right! Although we brothers are from the Clear Sky Sect, the Clear Sky Sect has no direct conflict with Spirit Hall. Besides, who is he? Why would he lower himself to act against two juniors like us? I think he merely happened to be passing through."

As the three discussed in low voices, Qian Xunji, who had entered the tavern, had already fixed his gaze on their location.

Of course, in his eyes, Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, the Clear Sky Sect's twin stars, were merely incidental. The one he truly cared about was the blue-haired girl lowering her head, wishing she could burrow into a crack in the ground.

In his vision, he could clearly see that the seemingly delicate blue-haired girl was actually a Blue Silver Grass with golden patterns!

So these are Tang Xiao and Tang Hao in their younger days? Well... they may not be as handsome as me, but they're decent enough! Qian Xunji assessed inwardly.

He had no intention of standing there exchanging stares with them.

"Tang Xiao, Tang Hao, and the young lady beside you, come out and meet me! Only the three of you can hear this voice!"

Qian Xunji's voice was calm as water, yet it landed precisely in the ears of Tang Xiao, Tang Hao, and A Yin.

After saying that, Qian Xunji casually left the tavern.

"What?" Tang Hao said in surprise. "He came for us? How is that possible? Could Spirit Hall be planning to make a move against us?"

Tang Xiao's expression was equally grim. He had originally thought their encounter was merely coincidental, yet Qian Xunji had unexpectedly transmitted his voice directly to the three of them.

As for A Yin? Hearing the voice explode beside her ears, her face had already turned pale to the extreme! So she had still been discovered after all?

She did not know whether he had come for Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, but she knew that this hidden hundred-thousand-year soul beast was likely doomed!

"It's over. Everything is over. I haven't reached maturity, so I can't completely conceal my aura. Before a Titled Douluo, there's nowhere I can hide!" A Yin seemed to lose all her strength and collapsed onto her seat.

As for whether Tang Xiao and Tang Hao would help her? What a joke! How long had they even known each other?

How could they possibly become enemies with Spirit Hall's Pope, a level ninety-two Titled Douluo, for a mysterious woman they had known for less than half a month?

For all she knew, once they learned her identity, they might want a share of the spoils too...