White-Robed Bishop

Twin martial souls!

These were twin martial souls!

In the entire continent, as far as they knew, there was only one person with them: Bibi Dong, the Pope of Spirit Hall!

"Gulp."

Meng Yiran could not help swallowing. She was growing more and more uneasy, feeling like she was about to fall into a trap.

Zhao Zhengtian and Dongfang Runhong were the first to react.

As they looked at the two martial souls in Long Wu's hands, their expressions became somewhat complicated.

Then, Zhao Zhengtian said regretfully, "This child's Innate Soul Power shouldn't be very high, right?"

He had put it quite tactfully!

Looking at the two martial souls in Long Wu's hands, he would lose if her Innate Soul Power exceeded Level Three!

Long Wu had long grown used to this. She spread her hands without hiding anything. "Twin martial souls, Innate Level One!"

At this point, she gave a self-mocking smile. "That's why I have the title of Strongest Trash in history!"

"Innate Level One? Strongest Trash in history?"

Zhao Zhengtian froze for a moment, then muttered, "That title really is perfect."

Wasn't it?

Twin martial souls and Innate Level One—wasn't that precisely the Strongest Trash in history?

"Innate Level One???"

Meng Yiran's gaze went blank before mockery once again appeared on her face.

My teammates are all geniuses with Innate Level Six or Seven. Yet you say someone at Innate Level One is the teammate best suited for me? Even if she has twin martial souls, what use is that?

"Looks like our Dragon Snake Manor is definitely getting this genius teacher!"

At that moment, she was fully revived, and the unease in her heart had long been tossed aside.

She even reminded him, "You can't go back on your word!"

Si Tingxuan said, "I won't go back on my word. I'm just afraid you'll refuse to admit it when you lose."

Meng Yiran lifted her little face proudly. "Impossible!"

Si Tingxuan said, "Good. Then from now on, you'll do as I say!"

Meng Yiran's eyes rolled around as she said slyly, "Go ahead! As long as it's something that fits your status as my mentor, I'll do whatever you arrange!"

Si Tingxuan said, "Don't worry. I'll only arrange one thing, and it'll be very simple for you. Starting today, you and Long Wu will eat, live, and travel together. After seven days, if Senior Zhao judges that I've lost, I'll admit it!"

"That's all?"

Meng Yiran looked stunned, then carefully examined Si Tingxuan.

Could this guy have wanted to join our Dragon Snake Manor all along? Or is he simply unhappy at Odd Weapons Academy and wants a change of environment, hoping to make his way into Exotic Beast Academy?

In her view, the chance that living with Long Wu for seven days would make Grandpa Zhao decide that Long Wu was more suitable as her teammate than her current teammates was practically zero.

He was practically handing her the win!

Long Wu watched Meng Yiran from the side with a meaningful look.

In her eyes, Meng Yiran was certain to lose.

At this moment, Zhao Zhengtian gave Dongfang Runhong and Dongfang Yuanchen a look.

Dongfang Runhong immediately understood and smiled. "We can discuss everything after we enter the manor. It's far too rude to stand at the gates talking. Please, come in!"

But just then, Yun Piaopiao pointed in the direction they had come from. "Teacher, look."

"Hm?"

Si Tingxuan turned his head and looked, his face filling with surprise.

Hua Wufeng was rapidly running toward them with Hua Qingluo, while three people were swiftly pursuing them from behind.

Zhao Zhengtian, Dongfang Runhong, and Dongfang Yuanchen exchanged glances.

It seems the Hua Family really is facing a major crisis! Even the Hua Family's eldest miss is being pursued!

Si Tingxuan frowned, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

The people beside him could even feel the air pressure drop, leaving them terribly stifled.

"Gulp."

Dongfang Runhong and Dongfang Yuanchen both swallowed. At that moment, Si Tingxuan reminded them of the time he had beaten them—one punch for each of them!

Just thinking about it made their legs tremble a little.

"Hmph!"

Si Tingxuan snorted coldly, pushed off with both legs, and shot forward.

In the span of two breaths!

He arrived beside Hua Wufeng and Hua Qingluo.

The moment Hua Wufeng saw Si Tingxuan, he was overjoyed. Hua Qingluo cried, "Teacher, boohoohoo!"

Si Tingxuan frowned and swept a cold glance at the three people pursuing Hua Wufeng and Hua Qingluo.

The three were so startled that they immediately slammed to a stop, halting four or five meters away.

They stared at Si Tingxuan with wary expressions.

After a moment of silence, the leader stepped forward and said, "Mentor Si Tingxuan, this is a matter of our Hua Family. Please do not interfere!"

Si Tingxuan ignored him outright and turned to Hua Wufeng and Hua Qingluo. "What exactly happened?"

He was speechless. How long had he even been gone?

He had not even entered the Oriental Family's gates yet!

Hua Wufeng gave a bitter smile. "I'm not too sure either. The family head instructed me that something had changed within the clan, so I was to send the eldest miss to you. He also said that from this day onward, she would only be your, Si Tingxuan's, disciple and would have no further relation to the Hua Family. He asked you to protect her!"

Hearing that, Si Tingxuan said coldly, "My disciple is naturally under my protection. I don't need him to tell me that."

Only then did he look at the three men and spit out one word: "Get lost."

The three men's expressions changed drastically!

Their strength was inferior to Si Tingxuan's, but they were still people of status. When had they ever suffered such humiliation?

Especially the leader.

He was from Spirit Hall, and they had to take Hua Qingluo back. Otherwise, how could they use her to scheme against Si Tingxuan?

His face darkened as well. "We respect you, but it is not your place to interfere in the Hua Family's affairs."

Si Tingxuan said, "The Hua Family? A bunch of things that cannot distinguish good from evil and repay kindness with ingratitude—I can't be bothered to care about them. But Hua Qingluo is my disciple. From the moment she became my disciple!"

"Her first identity is that she is my, Si Tingxuan's, disciple. Only after that is she the Hua Family's eldest miss."

"And if you can fight, don't BB!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Si Tingxuan raised his hand and struck with his palm. Icy Palm activated, and endless coldness caused layers of white mist to rise from his hand.

Then, before the other man's astonished eyes.

His strike slammed into the man's chest!

"Pfft."

The man violently spat out a mouthful of blood, but the blood had already frozen into icy fragments as it left his mouth.

His entire body froze stiff where he stood, unable to move at all. His face and hands were covered in white frost!

The corners of Si Tingxuan's lips lifted slightly. Not bad!

As his Soul Power increased, even the power of his martial techniques was increasing.

Just then, a man dressed entirely in white slowly walked out from the side.

"Hehe. Can people now casually injure others within the Baroque Kingdom?"

"Well, you, Si Tingxuan, are the Baroque Kingdom's youngest Soul Emperor, regarded by the entire Baroque Kingdom as the hope of the future. What do the kingdom's laws mean in your eyes?"

Hua Bufan turned around, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

His entire body entered a state of full alert!