Chapter 151: Showing Off Against the Martial Soul Branch Hall.
In the dead of night, Shui Qing'er finally returned to her room.
When it was time to part, Shui Qing'er was quite reluctant to leave, holding onto Yu Xiaolie's hand and unwilling to let go.
After offering words of comfort, Shui Qing'er finally let go of her hand.
When Yu Xiaolie returned to his room and quietly pushed open the door, he was stunned by the scene before him.
Ah Yin was sitting upright on the edge of the bed, her long silver-blue hair gleaming in the candlelight, staring intently at him with her blue eyes.
"Um...you're still not asleep?"
Yu Xiaolie subconsciously touched his nose, somewhat at a loss.
Ah Yin snorted softly, pouting her lips, and said, "Hmph, while you're nestled in the arms of a beauty, I can't sleep!"
Yu Xiaolie approached with a wry smile and sat down next to A Yin.
He knew that this wasn't the first time Ah Yin had been jealous because of Shui Qing'er, and that she was already being very accommodating by telling him openly now.
Immediately, Yu Xiaolie spoke up to comfort him:
"Ten years ago, I was traveling alone... At that time, I didn't have a place to stay, and I didn't have many gold soul coins left. Fortunately, I met Shui Qing'er, which is how I came to Tianshui City. It was also thanks to their help that I awakened the soul power of the ice attribute."
As Yu Xiaolie spoke, he shook his head, unaware that his fingertips were unconsciously gripping the wood grain of the bed frame. He continued:
"However, at the time I was only focused on my spiritual practice, and I didn't pay much attention to her enthusiasm and care for me."
At this point, Yu Xiaolie sighed and said, "What I didn't expect was that after ten years, she still cares about me."
Ah Yin listened quietly, the jealousy in her eyes gradually dissipating.
As a plant-based spirit beast, she has always envied the delicate and enduring emotions of humans.
Like tonight in the courtyard, she clearly saw that when Shui Qing'er looked at Yu Xiaolie, her almond-shaped eyes were filled with love that could not be hidden.
Although she hadn't been a human for very long, she could tell that Shui Qing'er was sincere towards Yu Xiaolie.
Many people care about and look after Yu Xiaolie, and although Ayin is jealous, she will not refuse them outright.
"I don't necessarily want to get rid of her, it's just that I feel..."
Ah Yin suddenly looked up, a sly glint in her blue eyes.
Yu Xiaolie was taken aback at first, then laughed and reached out to pull her into his arms.
He understood what Ah Yin meant. Ah Yin wanted to maintain control and didn't want her voice to become softer after Shui Qing'er was born.
He gently rubbed his chin against Ah Yin's head, inhaling the unique fragrance of blue silver grass emanating from her.
Ah Yin snuggled into his arms, finding a comfortable position.
Having finally managed to appease Ah Yin, Yu Xiaolie seized the opportunity to offer his own idea, his tone slightly probing as he said:
"I want to take Shui Qing'er back to the sect."
If she stays in Tianshui City, she might be forced by Clark to go to Wuhun City after he finishes dealing with the situation and leaves.
Moreover, since he had already decided to protect Shui Qing'er, it would be irresponsible of him to abandon his promise and run back to the sect.
Why not take her back with us?
The chirping of insects outside the window gradually became clearer, and the night breeze rustled through the blue and silver grass in the courtyard.
...
The next morning, as dawn broke, a thin mist still lingered over the streets of Tianshui City.
Yu Xiaolie, along with Granny Shui, Shui Qing'er, and A Yin, had arrived in front of the Martial Soul Branch Hall.
The towering buildings loomed in and out of view in the morning mist, while the gilded emblem of the Spirit Hall gleamed in the rising sun.
Shui Qing'er followed closely beside Yu Xiaolie, her slender fingers unconsciously clutching his sleeve.
She had specially changed into a light blue dress today, and her hair was neatly styled, but her face was somewhat pale.
"Don't be afraid." Yu Xiaolie gently patted Shui Qing'er's back.
Ah Yin walked on the other side, watching everything unfold, but her gaze remained indifferent, and she said nothing more.
In the world of soul beasts, especially within a species, leaders often have multiple mates. For example, the leader of a lion has priority in choosing a mate and may have more than one mate.
As a fellow soul beast, she may get jealous, but she also understands this principle better than ordinary people.
As long as Yu Xiaolie doesn't abandon her after starting something, and his feelings for her remain unchanged, and Shui Qing'er treats her with enough respect, she won't hold it against him.
Grandma Shui leaned on her phoenix-head cane, her steps heavy.
With each step she took, her cane made a crisp sound as it tapped on the bluestone slabs.
The gates of the Martial Soul Branch Hall were wide open, and the guards immediately straightened their backs upon seeing the newcomers.
But when they saw the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan badge pinned to Yu Xiaolie's chest, they hesitated and put down their spears.
"We want to see Bishop Clark."
Yu Xiaolie's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every guard.
The guards exchanged glances, and one of them quickly ran into the hall to report.
A short while later, the man returned and said, "Bishop Clark wishes to see you. Please come in."
The group entered the hall and walked into the main hall.
The place is dominated by cool colors, with the floor paved with smooth, mirror-like black marble that reflects the Spirit Hall emblem on the dome and the relief of a six-winged angel.
In the central seat, a middle-aged man dressed in a white and gold robe stood up and strode over upon seeing the group.
It was none other than the platinum bishop Clark, whom I spoke with Granny Water yesterday.
His face was imposing, with a pair of sharp eyes beneath thick eyebrows. In his hand he held a scepter that was entirely crystal clear, with an ice-blue gem set at the top.
"Shui Jingxin, have you come today with good news?"
Clark's gaze lingered on Granny Shui for a moment before turning to Yu Xiaolie and asking, "Who is this...?"
"Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan, Yu Xiaolie".
Yu Xiaolie stepped forward and shielded Shui Qing'er behind him.
Clark was shocked. The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan member appeared to be the young master of the sect.
He raised an eyebrow, put on a polite smile, and said, "So you are a distinguished guest of the Blue Lightning Sect. May I ask what brings you here?"
Yu Xiaolie looked directly into his eyes and said, word by word, "Shui Qing'er is mine! She won't go to your so-called matchmaking with the Pope!"
This statement is like a boulder thrown into a calm lake.
Clark's smile froze instantly, and the knuckles of his fingers gripping the scepter turned white.
The Soul Masters who came from inside the hall stopped in their tracks upon hearing the commotion, and the Cardinals gathered from all corners, the air thick with the smell of gunpowder ready to explode.
"Who do you think you are, daring to steal a woman from the Pope!"
Clark's voice suddenly rose in pitch, echoing in the empty hall.
He slammed his scepter down heavily, and waves of icy blue soul power emanated from him, instantly forming a thin layer of frost on the ground.
His identity can be disregarded, but right now, Yu Xiaolie is blatantly undermining the Pope's authority! Moreover, it might even affect his career!
That's absolutely unacceptable!
Yu Xiaolie remained expressionless, simply gently pushing Shui Qing'er back.
Ah Yin stepped forward at the right moment, and the Blue Silver Grass silently wove into a net under their feet, ready to deal with any emergencies.
Yu Xiaolie said coldly, "No need for further words. Let's have a fight. If I win, you can send someone to withdraw Qing'er's file."
Clark, enraged, laughed coldly and looked at Granny Shui Jingxin, saying in a chilling tone:
"I knew it. Your Phoenix Clan isn't so easily subdued."
"So that's why you guys kept dragging your feet, putting on a show for me! Turns out you were waiting for the Blue Lightning Sect to step in for you!"
Grandma Water did not respond.
Before this incident, the people of the Tianshui City Martial Soul Branch Hall had never had any connection with the Phoenix Clan.
What kind of conspiracy did the Martial Soul Branch Hall have that Granny Shui couldn't possibly be unaware of? It was nothing more than wanting to establish a firm foothold in Tianshui City, secretly compete with it, and replace the Phoenix Clan's power.
If Clark hadn't been so eager to prove himself, they wouldn't have even had a chance to speak.
Seeing that Granny Shui remained silent, Clark turned to Yu Xiaolie and said fiercely:
"Great! Excellent!"
He suddenly ripped off his long robe, revealing the loose clothing underneath.
"I want to see just how capable the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan really is!"
Yu Xiaolie, who was only in his early twenties, dared to challenge him, a Soul Fighter. He was extremely arrogant.
A space was quickly cleared in the center of the main hall.
The onlookers spontaneously stood aside, some with worried expressions, while others looked on with anticipation.
Clark stood at one end of the arena, with eight soul rings slowly rising beneath his feet: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black.
The pressure of the level 86 Contra was released without reservation, and even the water vapor in the air instantly condensed into tiny ice crystals.
With a low shout from Clark, his martial spirit manifested, and a crystal-clear scepter appeared in his hand, its blade wrapped in ice-blue patterns, radiating a chilling aura.
The martial spirit was none other than a frost scepter.
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