Chapter 900: Hey, Wife

The earrings Bai Bai Xingwei gave her were magical, concealing most of her true beauty without drastically altering her appearance.

When she stepped outside, Luo Quan's beauty was stabilized at the level of Kong Yue Ying.

She was a mortal beauty, but not so stunning as to cause chaos or uproar.

When they arrived at the Divine Warrior Temple again, the venue had clearly been cleared—everyone present wore the temple's blue uniforms.

Meanwhile, the Divine Warrior Temple's official livestream had gathered a large crowd of onlookers eager for spectacle.

Yesterday, the temple's operations team had already blown their own trumpet; today, everyone had come to see just how beautiful Luo Quan really was.

If she so much as disappointed them slightly, they'd immediately launch a full-network mockery.

Perhaps because they'd arrived too early, the Cosmic Star netizens in the livestream were clearly growing impatient:

"How much longer do we have to wait? Is she not even going to show up?"

"I've been staring for half an hour—if she doesn't start broadcasting in five minutes, I'm leaving."

"I wonder what she's dawdling over."

"Whether she's a horse or a donkey, just bring her out and let's see!"

"Here she comes!"

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The livestream finally showed footage—the first thing to appear was a dazzling golden hair.

"Watch out, there's a hidden weapon!"

"Damn, that's blinding!"

"Golden hair? That's pretty rare."

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As the camera slowly circled to the front, Luo Quan's smiling face finally appeared on screen:

"Hello, friends in the livestream! I'm Luo Quan, from a distant frontier planet. Have you had breakfast yet?"

A simple appearance and greeting instantly ignited the livestream audience:

"Holy shit, who are you, gorgeous?"

"I'm literally screaming—wife～～"

"Can you at least be a little more restrained? Don't just yell 'wife' at every pretty girl—right, my dear?"

"Who told me Luo Quan's beauty was ordinary? You call this ordinary?"

"The Divine Warrior Temple actually did something right this time—where the hell did they find such a stunning beauty?"

"The only downside is why does she look like she's from the Divine Protection Federation?"

"She's mixed—those black eyes are clearly a trait of our Celestial Dynasty people."

"I love girls from the Divine Protection Federation—you get to learn another language."

"Are you really going there just to learn a language? I'm too embarrassed to even pe you!"

"Miss Luo, how old are you? Are you engaged? Can we add each other on Lingxi later?"

"Cosmic Star men, tone it down—don't scare her."

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Countless comments flew rapidly across Luo Quan's light screen; too numerous and too fast to read fully, she only caught a small portion.

But from that portion, it was clear the audience highly approved of her beauty.

The hardest part is always the beginning—now that the first hurdle was passed, everything else became simple:

"First, thank you all for watching 'Walking with Luo Quan'—I'm honored to participate in the upcoming Divine Warrior Trials.

I know most of you tuned in because of yesterday's hype about my beauty, but I hope to earn your genuine admiration through my abilities.

Of course, beyond beauty and martial skill, I have many other talents—I'll gradually show them to you."

Luo Quan's poised and graceful opening remarks immediately won the livestream audience's favor:

"She doesn't seem nervous at all—what was your job back home, sis?"

"A livestreamer, right? That's the hottest job these days."

"Honestly, I never guessed you'd be entering the Divine Warrior Trials—you look like you'd crush any beauty contest or acting audition."

"Didn't she say herself? She wants us to start with beauty and stay for her skill."

"She looks so delicate—she'd probably cry for days after one punch."

"Don't judge by appearances—there are plenty of beautiful but ruthless people."

"True—her actual strength will only be clear after she steps onto the arena."

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Clearly, the goodwill from her beauty had made the audience fairly optimistic about her.

After reading the comments, Luo Quan replied: "Yes, livestreaming was one of my jobs on my home planet—I can also sing, act, dance, cook, play instruments, compose, and more.

I don't know how good I am, though—my home is a Level Two civilization."

The comments immediately pushed back:

"Don't say that—even a Level One civilization can produce symphonies that shock a Level Nine."

"Exactly—someone as beautiful as you is rare even in a Level Nine civilization."

"I never expected you to have so many talents—why choose the Divine Warrior Trials? Losing would be so humiliating."

"Everyone has their own path—maybe her martial skill is even stronger?"

"True."

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While Luo Quan was chatting merrily with the livestream audience, Zhou Tu—the temple's manager, also called Uncle Zhou—suddenly received a message, causing his expression to shift slightly.

"Luo Quan, I've got some new news."

Zhou Tu walked over but stayed outside the camera's frame: "Since you have no prior trial record, you must start from the preliminary round—your first match is in half an hour."

"So soon?" Luo Quan looked up, unsurprised. "But it doesn't matter—whether early or late, I have to fight anyway."

"That's true."

Zhou Tu slapped his palm in frustration: "But we'd arranged a special perk for the Divine Warrior Temple's spokesperson—direct entry past the preliminaries. The Trial Committee somehow got a bee in their bonnet and flat-out refused!"

Hearing this, Luo Quan's face darkened instantly. She turned to the camera: "Friends, now I understand why the Divine Warrior Temple is so disliked.

Honestly, favoritism happens everywhere—but at least others do it secretly. I'm broadcasting live, and you're openly cutting corners? Are you treating everyone like fools?"

"We warriors—even when we do wrong—do it openly, not sneakily," Zhou Tu said, arms behind his back, radiating righteous indignation.

Perhaps because the temple had once been so glorious, its people acted without regard for consequences or public perception, turning them into the universally despised institution they are today.

But that boldness did have a certain flair—though it could also be called recklessness.

"Let's forget the backroom deals. If I've chosen the path of the Divine Warrior Trials, I'll speak only through strength—no one can gossip about me winning unfairly."

Luo Quan sighed, shaking her head, and outright relinquished the privilege of a weak opponent.

Yet this act shifted the audience's perception of both her and the temple:

"Emotional intelligence really matters—the Divine Warrior Temple hasn't done anything truly evil, but their entire culture is so self-centered, never considering others."

"They've been spoiled—founded by the founding heroes of our Celestial Dynasty, they've trained countless legendary warriors and are mandatory for every martial artist. Their status is undeniable."

"Miss Luo is really bold—she just gave up the VIP lane. Actually, a lot of people use special channels in every trial."

"No choice—it's all out in the open now. If she doesn't give it up, she'll anger the alien public."

"Give a thumbs-up to Miss Luo's integrity."

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It seemed that when the path seemed utterly blocked, a new way suddenly appeared.

The Divine Warrior Temple, whose reputation was already terrible, paradoxically saw a slight reversal in public opinion due to this negative news.

During the livestream, the dialogue between Zhou Tu and Luo Quan quickly trended.

First: the Divine Warrior Temple requested special privileges from the Cosmic Star Trial Committee—livestream denied.

The committee swiftly issued a statement: "We have always upheld the principles of fairness, transparency, and impartiality—we have never granted, and will never grant, special privileges to the Divine Warrior Temple!"

Netizens flooded in, launching heated discussions:

"The headline alone is absurd—but since it's the Divine Warrior Temple, it suddenly makes sense."

"Only the Divine Warrior Temple could get away with this—any other department would've been torn apart."

"Classic dead dragon unafraid of thunder."

"To be fair, this little sister Luo Quan is gorgeous—but why on earth did she become the temple's spokesperson?"

"With that face and figure, why not join the Empress's Imperial Guard?"

"She's from a remote region—doesn't know any better. Probably got tricked."

"Damn it, Divine Warrior Temple, you've done nothing but evil!"

"Poor thing—such a beautiful girl, she's going to get crushed in the match."

"Let's just pray her preliminary opponent is a gentleman who knows how to cherish beauty."

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From the netizens' tone, it was clear they were too tired to even bother criticizing the Divine Warrior Temple anymore.

But they felt deep sympathy for Luo Quan—beauty is justice, physique is truth.

Such a delicate, heavenly beauty—how could anyone bear to see her beaten? Everyone urged her to flee before the match began.

According to trial rules, as long as no match has been fought, contestants may switch trial tracks.

With her qualifications, entering beauty contests or performance trials—careers built on looks—would guarantee easy advancement.

But Luo Quan was stubborn in a way most people couldn't understand, insisting on entering the God of Wu Gong Trial.

While netizens tried to dissuade her, she had already changed into combat attire.

It was clothing she brought from Earth—a fitted military uniform in ink-green.

A black belt cinched her slender waist; beneath the short skirt stretched two dazzlingly white, long legs, her military boots snug against black thigh-high socks, giving her a sharp, elegant look.

Add a hat, and she'd look exactly like a Gestapo officer.

Bai Bai Xingwei, who had been annoyed by Luo Quan's stubbornness, suddenly brightened at the sight: "You look pretty good like this—full of energy. But aren't you afraid of flashing when you lift your legs?"

"I'm wearing tights." Luo Quan lifted her skirt to reveal a pitch-black pair, hailed as humanity's most unnecessary invention.

"I still can't understand why you'd choose such a grueling path," Bai Bai Xingwei sighed again.

"Every path has its hardships; none is truly easy."

Luo Quan gently patted Bai Bai Xingwei's shoulder: "Don't worry—I won't do anything without confidence."

Her confidence came from carefully observing the combat capabilities of Human-Class martial artists.

Even experts at the Bone Creation stage could inflict damage no greater than a missile.

Moving mountains and filling seas? Only Earth-Class experts could manage that.

That's why Luo Quan felt so unshakable.

Even when she still had the Impervious Golden Body, she hadn't been especially afraid of firearms.

Now that she'd evolved into the Pure Glazed Body, missiles were just a minor spectacle—so she dared to step in.

Every path is hard, but she's no fool; she'd naturally choose the simplest one.

The God of Wu Gong Trial is the simplest path.

Plus, she can strengthen herself by fighting opponents and accelerate her pill absorption—two benefits in one.

"Alright then, I'll get to see just how skilled you really are."

After saying that, Bai Bai Xingwei booked the front-row seat for the match.

Closer proximity meant she could rush in quickly if things went wrong.

The preliminary round of the God of Wu Gong Trial, like the main event, used a tournament format—contestants must win five consecutive matches to advance.

But unlike the main event, the preliminaries offered no rest; you had to fight five in a row without pause.

Though the competitors' skill levels varied wildly, fighting five straight was genuinely difficult—under a wheeling battle system, even a martial artist one realm above could still lose.

Moreover, the rules required every contestant to fight all five matches to qualify, so no one gained an advantage by going later.

Luo Quan walked into the contestant waiting area with her camera on, found a seat, and sat down.

The other contestants came from all regions of the Cosmic Civilization, and many were aliens from civilizations beyond.

In short, they were bizarre: insectoid beings, beastmen, tentacled horrors, and strange entities half-intangible.

Looking at them, Luo Quan thought she'd stepped onto the set of Men in Black.

In truth, humans still made up the majority of trial participants, but Luo Quan had bad luck—she'd been assigned to a waiting area full of "aliens."

Fortunately, besides herself, there was one other human contestant.

"Sister, you're human too, right?"

The young-looking boy approached her with a greeting—and his first words made Luo Quan freeze: "Am I human? Isn't that obvious?"

The boy grinned warmly: "I'm Joseph, also from a remote planet in the Cosmic Civilization, just like you."

"You know me?" Luo Quan asked, surprised—she hadn't expected her fame to spread so fast.

Joseph nodded with a smile: "Of course I do—you're trending on the Star Sea All-Things Hotlist right now."

"Really that big?" Luo Quan had been too busy streaming to pay attention to outside news.

Joseph was about to say more when he received his call to compete; he smiled at her: "I'm on now, Sister. Hope to see you in the main event's waiting area next time."

"Also, Sister, you're really beautiful."