As the Star Crown Sect's party left the arena, the crowd parted of its own accord wherever they passed. The gazes following them held awe, envy, and profound wariness.
"A Level 76 Soul Saint, with two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings..." In the Sun Moon Royal Academy's rest area, Xiao Hongchen clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh. He had paid an enormous price to break through to Soul Saint, yet before that man, he still looked like a joke.
In the Holy Spirit Sect's area, Yan Feng unconsciously touched his neck. He had thought the unique nature of his evil martial soul would be enough to take on Dai Youheng. Now, his confidence wavered.
"Interesting." Zhongli Wu licked his lips, his eyes gleaming like a hunter who had spotted prey. "I must get my hands on this Dai Youheng."
Leaving the noisy arena, Dai Youheng leaned down slightly and whispered into Xu Jiujiu's ear, "On our way here, I asked Senior Manyi and Senior Ling Ya to investigate something. They should have results by now."
Xu Jiujiu's heart stirred, and she immediately understood what he meant. In unspoken accord, they quickened their pace. The other Star Crown Sect members followed close behind, disappearing into Mingdu's tangled streets and alleys.
Meanwhile, in the VIP seats above the arena, Xu Tianran gently stroked the armrest of his wheelchair and spoke coolly to Ju Zi beside him. "Tell Hall Master Hongchen that the plan must not fail. Someone like that, if he cannot serve me..."
He left the sentence unfinished, but the cold gleam in his eyes said it all.
Everyone returned to their top-floor suite at the royal hotel. Xu Jiujiu gently closed the heavy oak door, shutting out the clamor of the outside world. She