Crushing a Soul Emperor

"I will join the Spirit Hall after this competition."

Yu Tianshuang didn't actually care whether the Spirit Hall could send him a few students, so it was impossible for him to make any extra demands.

"You call this a price? It seems you want my Spirit Hall to help you for free, young man. Nothing in this world comes without a price. Money, power, strength—these are all examples. If this is the price you can pay, then you might as well obediently join the Spirit Hall Team."

Bibi Dong frowned. He had already agreed to join the Spirit Hall Spirit Hall after graduation, and in exchange, she would help him investigate the secrets and whereabouts of his parents.

Actually, she knew a little about what happened back then, which was why she summoned him before the first round of the competition started tomorrow. It was just to give him a little incentive to join the Spirit Hall Team ahead of time. But now this little guy has fully aroused her curiosity. What exactly is it that allows him to be so unscrupulous? She really wants to know.

"Your His Holiness the Pope, I can see that you are very puzzled and curious about where my confidence comes from, to the point that I don't care whether the Spirit Hall sends someone to me or not, since I'm going to join the Spirit Hall anyway. I hope I can fully demonstrate my value to gain more favor. So, Pope Holiness, the reason why I am unwilling to join the Spirit Hall now and don't care if you send someone to me is because of my own strength."

When Yu Tianshuang said this, his azure eyes shone with a dazzling light, radiating confidence that reminded Bibi Dong the equally confident man from back then. The two figures seemed to overlap, causing her to stare blankly at Yu Tianshuang.

Yu Tianshuang, who had been staring at Bibi Dong awaiting her reply, noticed that her gaze wasn't currently fixed on him and assumed that Bibi Dong was thinking, so he didn't interrupt her.

As the highest authority of the most powerful force on the continent, Bibi Dong quickly recovered from her reverie, her expression remaining Sisi. She merely smiled faintly and said, "Strength? What do you think your strength is? Soul Ancestor? You might be exceptionally talented, perhaps even rivaling Soul King. But do you know that among the three members of my Spirit Hall's team participating in this competition, known as the Golden Generation, all are Soul King? Do you still think you're so confident in your abilities? My Spirit Hall values only your talent and your future prospects. That's why we recruited you when you were still weak. Don't get that wrong. It's good for young people to show their talent, but don't be blindly confident in yourself."

Bibi Dong unconsciously compared Yu Tianshuang to that equally confident man from back then. That man was also incredibly confident, believing that he could solve his martial Martial Soul problem with his talent and hard work. Unfortunately, he was too arrogant, so he is now just a Soul Grandmaster.

He nodded. He was indeed incredibly impressed by this stunningly beautiful Pope at their first meeting. What she said was true for most geniuses, but he was not someone that could be measured by ordinary people, so he certainly had the confidence to be proud.

"Your His Holiness the Pope, you may be underestimating me. I won't say more. To demonstrate my worth, you may now send a Soul Emperor -level expert to fight me. If I win, I hope to obtain some information about my parents in advance."

He didn't want to betray the academy that had taught and raised him just to get these things ahead of time. If it weren't for Shui Xinrou, he wouldn't be who he is today. Moreover, he knew that the Pope was coming so late to let him join the Spirit Hall ahead of time, and there must be a condition for it. Now, he wanted to get that condition in another way.

"Very good, Soul Emperor level? If you can defeat a Soul Emperor Soul Ancestor, I can agree to your condition. But if you lose, you'll obediently join my Spirit Hall Team tomorrow, which will also be a way for you to get to know Na'er and the others beforehand."

Bibi Dong is now more than just curious; she's eager to put this young man's arrogance to a minimum. However, she also eagerly anticipates that if he can truly defeat the Soul Emperor by leapfrogging two stages with the strength of Soul Ancestor, then her earlier arrangements for him will have to be changed.

He gently tapped the ground with his scepter, and a wisp of black mist flashed through the hall. A moment later, a middle-aged man entered the hall with utmost respect.

"His Holiness the Pope!"

The middle-aged man, dressed in the uniform of the Spirit Hall, did not look at Yu Tianshuang upon entering. Instead, he bowed respectfully to Bibi Dong and waited for instructions without saying a word.

"Use your full strength to fight this young man. Listen carefully, it's all of your strength. Don't hold back. Killing him by accident is also acceptable."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly and then gave the order.

Without the slightest hesitation, the middle-aged man, who was at the Soul Emperor level, turned around to face Yu Tianshuang.

"Yun Sutao, Level 68 Battle Soul Emperor, Martial Soul Crusader Longsword."

Without a word, the middle-aged Soul Emperor released his Martial Soul and stood ready for battle, his Soul Ring a standard combination of yellow, purple, and black—typical of a genius.

"Yu Tianshuang, Level 49 Battle Soul Ancestor, Martial Soul Frost Dragon, please enlighten me."

Bibi Dong and the middle-aged Soul Emperor were somewhat puzzled. Yu Tianshuang only stated her Soul Power level and Martial Soul type, but did not release her Martial Soul or have any Soul Ring appear.

He simply conjured a frost longsword out of thin air with his Soul Power in his right hand, and then waited silently for him to attack.

This made the middle-aged Soul Emperor, who had been expressionless, feel humiliated. He was just a Soul Ancestor, yet he, a Soul Emperor, had taken him seriously. Why did this person look down on him so much that he didn't even release his Martial Soul?

Instantly, the middle-aged Soul Emperor's Soul Power surged, and he stomped on the ground, quickly flying towards Yu Tianshuang to attack.

Sixth Soul Skill, Cross Sword Slash!

The middle-aged Soul Emperor, who was rapidly approaching Yu Tianshuang, unleashed his strongest attack on her along the way.

The middle-aged Soul Emperor drew two yellow streaks, one horizontal and one vertical, in the air with his Crusader Longsword. Then, with a sudden thrust, a cross-shaped sword aura, carrying an incomparably sharp momentum, rapidly Heavenly Frost Slash.

As the approaching cross-shaped sword energy drew near, Yu Tianshuang remained motionless, only slowly raising her right hand, which held the sword, and gently pointing the ice-blue longsword formed from her Soul Power at the middle-aged Soul Emperor.

"Ice Heaven Frost Sword - Momentary Splendor, Army Breaker."

As Yu Tianshuang's deep voice rang out, the Soul Power of the long sword in his hand surged, and his body flashed with blue light. Then, Yu Tianshuang suddenly thrust forward.