Chapter 52: Inner Courtyard's Top Idol

"Kid, how did you get into the Inner Courtyard? Don't you know that Outer Courtyard disciples aren't allowed in the Inner Courtyard?"

At that moment, a crisp voice rang out, and on close listening it seemed to carry a hint of teasing.

Bosabei turned and saw a woman in an off‑white long dress walking toward him. (Let's use this name for now; the original name is easy to confuse.)

She appeared to be a woman just over twenty, with a head of pale‑golden hair flowing neatly behind her, skin as white as snow, a delicate face, and a gently warm smile at the corner of her mouth.

"Inner Courtyard's top idol, Han Ruoruo?"

Bosabei, seeing her appearance, had already guessed her identity, but he hadn't expected to meet her so quickly.

"Senior, Dean Yan brought me here; he said I should look around first,"

Bosabei replied very politely.

"Hm? Dean Yan?" Han Ruoruo was slightly startled; she'd never seen someone so young enter the Inner Courtyard, let alone escorted personally by the dean, so this kid must be extraordinary.

"Bosabei, finally found you. Huh? Ruoruo's here too?" At that moment, Yan Shaozhe came over from somewhere unknown.

"Dean Yan," Han Ruoruo greeted the newcomer hurriedly.

"Senior brother," Bosabei called softly.

Who could have guessed that a single stone would raise a thousand waves; the moment he said 'senior brother,' every Inner Courtyard disciple except Yan Shaozhe froze in place.

"Did I hear that right? That kid called the dean… senior brother?"

"Dean Yan's master is the Hall Master of our Sea God Hall, which means…"

"This kid is also a disciple of the Hall Master?!"

Han Ruoruo snapped out of her shock; no wonder he could so easily come and go despite his youth—he's a disciple of Mu Lao, and in Mu Lao's eyes, his students are never mediocre.

"Bosabei, I just discussed with the other senior elders: for now you should study in the Inner Courtyard, and after a while, if you wish to go to the Outer Courtyard, we'll send you back," Yan Shaozhe said kindly, seemingly oblivious to the strange looks from others.

"All right, then thank you, senior brother," Bosabei had no objection to where he would study.

"Well, in the Inner Courtyard you can spar with some seniors; it will be very beneficial for you," Yan Shaozhe added, as if recalling something.

Yan Shaozhe's words suddenly enlightened Bosabei; indeed, although his martial soul was powerful and his soul‑ring configuration was extraordinary, he had never wielded a Sea God Martial Soul!

Having Inner Courtyard students as sparring partners would surely bring plenty of progress!

With that in mind, he glanced at Han Ruoruo beside him and said, "Senior sister, may I spar with you?"

"Ah? Me?" Han Ruoruo pointed at herself, let out a chuckle, "Kid, I'm almost a Soul Conqueror, so I can't..."

"No problem, senior sister; just suppress your soul power to match mine, and that'll be fine."

Seeing Bosabei so eager, Han Ruoruo found it hard to refuse and agreed.

Soon, news of the two's duel spread throughout the Inner Courtyard.

Almost every student gathered at the Inner Courtyard Soul Duel Arena.

After all, Han Ruoruo ranked second in cultivation within the Inner Courtyard and bore the titles 'Inner Courtyard's top idol' and 'Golden Immortal Daughter,' so her fame was obvious.

On the duel arena, contrary to Bosabei's expectations, Yan Shaozhe and several senior elders from Sea God Hall also arrived, including Xuan Lao.

They were probably all curious to see his level.

Logically, he should be preparing for the tournament; he couldn't just surrender because a few people were missing, could he?

But at this moment he had no time to worry about that; it didn't concern him.

This time the judge wasn't an Inner Courtyard instructor, but his senior brother, Yan Shaozhe, who served as judge.

"Ruoruo, later remember to compress your soul power to the same level as Bosabei and only use your first three soul skills," Yan Shaozhe instructed earnestly.

"Don't worry, Dean, I know what I'm doing," Han Ruoruo smiled faintly.

She didn't think Bosabei could defeat her; although their levels were equal, his soul power's quality, physical strength, and mastery of his martial soul were all far inferior to hers.

"Alright, let the match begin," Yan Shaozhe announced, then left the arena.

Han Ruoruo nodded; three soul rings—two yellow and one purple—rose beneath her feet, a faint golden light emanated from her hands, then formed a slender golden rope that coiled around her body.

Swinging the golden rope, its quality was that of a top‑tier martial soul.

Bosabei closed his eyes; his water‑blue hair moved without wind, and the once‑still ground rippled like a sea, then a blue male silhouette about ten meters away gradually rose from the ripples.

The man bore eight wings on his back, a golden trident mark on his forehead, wielded a golden trident, and a holy, imposing aura instantly swept over him.

At the same time, three jet‑black soul rings began to spin upward.

"Sea God!"

"Three ten‑thousand‑year ages!"

All the Inner Courtyard disciples in the audience wore expressions of disbelief.

No one expected Bosabei's martial soul to be the Sea God! It was also their very faith!

Han Ruoruo shook her head, her teasing smile fading as her eyes grew solemn.

No wonder Mu Lao took him as a disciple; the Sea God Martial Soul has a ten‑thousand‑year ring, such talent— even the original Seven Shrek Monsters couldn't compare.

"Junior, begin!" Han Ruoruo said, then flicked both sleeves, and two golden thin ropes shot out from her robe.

Bosabei's eyes flashed; with a single simple move he sidestepped and evaded.

He then saw Han Ruoruo's mouth lift slightly; the golden rope he had already dodged had turned back, moving even faster than before.

"What a strong control," Su Yun Tian said, his eyes darkening as he sighed.

"Boundless Sea!" A black flash streaked, layers of waves surged outward from Bosabei's body, and the golden rope that was about to strike him was suddenly scattered by the tide.

Sea God's second soul skill — Boundless Sea — can repel nearby enemies and grant a brief invincible body effect.

Seeing the attack miss, Han Ruoruo paid no mind; in the blink of an eye she was already in front of Bosabei, the two standing only a few steps apart.

Immediately, countless golden rays shot from her hand, streaking straight toward Bosabei.

At that distance, casting another soul skill was impossible, so Bosabei swung his right hand and grasped a blue‑golden trident.

Then, under everyone's astonished gaze, Bosabei clenched the trident and began to swing it back and forth; each swing made its light brighter, and when the golden rays met, they melted away like a clay ox disappearing into the sea!

This, then, is another application of the Unsettled Tempest!

(End of Chapter)