Where Did a Level Twenty-Nine Good-for-Nothing Get a Papal Token?

Duan Yu's eyes widened at those words. He looked at Xue Qinghe in disbelief. "Qinghe, what are you saying? Is that the kind of person I am in your eyes?"

"I just finished collecting alms from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. Do you really think I'd be so unsatisfied that I'd keep stirring up trouble?"

Xue Qinghe said nothing and simply looked at him quietly.

"..."

"Fine."

Duan Yu sighed. "Sure, whatever. But collecting alms was only secondary. What I really wanted was to go out and gain some experience."

"Collecting alms was secondary?"

The corner of Xue Qinghe's mouth twitched. "The Heaven Dou Empire is so vast. Have you even finished touring it before rushing off somewhere else?"

Duan Yu gave a casual wave and explained, "Mainly because I've been in Heaven Dou City for three years, and I'm tired of it. Everything here has become rather dull to me. I want to change locations and train elsewhere."

"Are you sure it isn't because there's nothing here worth your attention?" Xue Qinghe asked suspiciously.

Duan Yu: "...This damned reputation."

Duan Yu gave a light cough. "Perhaps, maybe, possibly, that's a tiny part of it. More importantly, I feel that Spirit Hall is rich in resources and has a great affinity with me."

"You're going to Spirit Hall to rob them?"

Once Xue Qinghe realized what he meant, she looked at Duan Yu in disbelief. She only felt that he had gone mad. He even dared set his sights on Spirit Hall.

Spirit Hall was no insignificant Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect that could be casually compared to it. There was far more than one Title Douluo within Spirit Hall.

One could say that running into any one of them would be enough to make Duan Yu suffer, let alone the fact that he would encounter more than one.

With Bibi Dong's temperament, if Duan Yu said even one thing that displeased her, she really might kill him.

At that thought, Xue Qinghe immediately stopped him. "No."

"Do you know what kind of place Spirit Hall is? You dare go there to steal things? Are you tired of living?"

Duan Yu froze when he saw how agitated and worried Xue Qinghe looked.

"Qinghe, don't worry. I'll just take a casual look around the outer parts of Spirit Hall. I won't go deep into the Papal Palace."

"No, you don't understand."

Xue Qinghe shook her head. "Spirit Hall is unlike any other force. They have taken vigilance to the extreme."

"Even after night falls, powerful experts patrol Spirit City, much less the Papal Palace."

"So what?"

After hearing Xue Qinghe's explanation, Duan Yu remained unconcerned. "I came out unharmed even in front of that old dragon Yu Yuanzhen. Those little lackeys are nothing."

"Even if you—"

"Oh, Qinghe, just put your mind at ease. Nothing will happen to me."

Xue Qinghe seemed about to say something, but Duan Yu interrupted her as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Enough, stop being so hesitant. I'm going to Spirit Hall, not to my death. Don't try to talk me out of it."

"Besides, even if a Title Douluo really discovers me, I can still escape unscathed. And look at this."

"Escape unscathed? Who wants to look at your useless—"

Xue Qinghe stopped halfway through her sentence when her gaze was drawn to the golden token in Duan Yu's hand.

Others might not recognize it, but as the Saintess of the Elder Hall, how could she not know what it was?

It was clearly Spirit Hall's Papal Token!

Xue Qinghe raised her head and looked at Duan Yu in disbelief.

"Yeah."

Duan Yu smugly lifted his chin. "With a Papal Token, my status goes straight from commoner to someone above others, understand? As long as I don't act too conspicuously, there's no way I'll die."

"Where did you get a Papal Token?!"

After saying that, something else occurred to Xue Qinghe. Her expression changed as she realized it. "You've gone mad! You even stole a Papal Token?!"

"Shh."

Duan Yu pressed his index finger against the not-so-polite little mouth of a certain crown prince and said fiercely, "Qinghe, if you say the word 'steal' again, I'm going to get angry."

Xue Qinghe: "...What kind of world is this? This guy steals things and won't even let people say it. He's really trying to have it both ways."

"Then where did you collect this Papal Token from?"

Once Xue Qinghe calmed down, she asked doubtfully, "Anyone who possesses a Papal Token should be powerful, even if they aren't a Title Douluo."

"And even if you stole—no, collected—a Papal Token now, wouldn't you be walking right into a trap as long as its true owner is at Spirit Hall?"

Duan Yu's lips curled slightly. Xue Qinghe was indeed right. Under normal circumstances, even if an ordinary person stole a Papal Token, it would be useless. They would instead be wanted.

But the Papal Token he had collected had not belonged to some other powerful expert. It had belonged to that good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang.

With Yu Xiaogang's level twenty-nine soul power, how could he possibly have time to go to Spirit Hall and report the Papal Token lost? Even if he truly had the time to come to Spirit Hall, he would probably be thrown out by the guards as a madman before he even got inside.

After all, it was absurd no matter how one looked at it for a Papal Token symbolizing Spirit Hall's Honorary Elder to be in the hands of a level twenty-nine Grand Soul Master.

"I got this Papal Token from a level twenty-nine Grand Soul Master."

Duan Yu explained, "And that Grand Soul Master is pretty ordinary. Even if he really came to Spirit Hall, he'd be thrown out as a madman before he could enter."

"A Papal Token on a Grand Soul Master?!"

Xue Qinghe had already been left dazed by the successive thunderous pieces of information Duan Yu had thrown at her. "How could a Grand Soul Master possibly have a Papal Token?"

"Yeah, how could a Grand Soul Master have a Papal Token?"

Duan Yu looked at Xue Qinghe strangely, his thoughts drifting.

Who knew what that woman Bibi Dong had been thinking? A peerless genius had actually fallen for a middle-aged good-for-nothing.

Even now, he had not figured out how Bibi Dong had fallen for Yu Xiaogang in the first place.

Was it because he loved boasting, or because he had remained level twenty-nine his whole life? Duan Yu still could not understand it.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Xue Qinghe pinched Duan Yu. "How does a Grand Soul Master have a Papal Token?"

"Hiss."

The pain snapped Duan Yu out of his thoughts. He quickly backed away a few steps and looked resentfully at Xue Qinghe, who smiled sweetly after pinching him.

"Qinghe, you pinched too hard. That hurt."

Xue Qinghe rolled her eyes at him and said irritably, "Who told you to space out while talking to me? You clearly weren't taking me seriously at all."

Duan Yu gave a dry cough, somewhat embarrassed. "Let's get back on topic, back on topic. Generally speaking, even if someone made an enormous contribution to Spirit Hall, at most they would receive the status of a bishop."

"A Grand Soul Master would never possess a Papal Token, not only because their contributions would be insufficient, but more because they would be unworthy of such a position."

Yu Xiaogang was a perfect example. After wasting half his life and remaining stuck at level twenty-nine, he was ultimately nothing more than a laughingstock.

After all, in the eyes of the world, how could a good-for-nothing who had wasted half his life at level twenty-nine possess a Papal Token? What right did he have to possess one?