Chapter 236: 236. Chapter 234: Qian Renxue Who Wants to Join the Competition

236. Chapter 234: Qian Renxue Who Wants to Join the Competition

Now that things have come to this, Salas has already been humiliated. He also understands that if he were to fall out with Yu Yuanzhen now, he would not regain any face, but would only sacrifice himself in vain.

Therefore, he smoothly chose to bow his head.

Losing face, so what? A true man can be flexible; a gentleman can wait ten years for revenge, he, Salas, can wait.

His gaze swept over the crowd with a sinister glare, as if to imprint every scene of today's humiliation deep in his mind, as if to say, "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, do not bully the youth… the middle‑aged… the old and poor!" "Hmph!" he of course did not dare to state it outright, merely letting out a light, cold snort and flicking his sleeve as he left.

"Eh? What kind of look is that from that old kid? A mere Title Douluo dares to be so arrogant before this Super Douluo?" Dugubo, seeing this, felt instantly displeased, rolled up his sleeve and unleashed his poison technique.

"Eh? Eh? Old poison! You really want to go to war with the Spirit Hall?" Yu Yuanzhen hurriedly blocked in front of Dugubo, tightly gripping the poison claws that had turned dark‑green, and transmitted his voice: "I'm just trying to scare him; confronting the Spirit Hall now brings no benefit! Qian Daoliu is still alive!"

Upon hearing the name Qian Daoliu, Dugubo felt as if a bucket of cold water was poured over his head, instantly calming down and no longer clamoring to punish Salas.

Qian Daoliu! He was already a legendary peerless strongman known across the continent when Dugubo was young, one of the Two Peaks of the Soul Master World, a ninety‑nine‑level peerless Douluo! Dugubo had heard of Qian Daoliu's might countless times from Chen Xin, and even though he is now a Super Douluo, he would not be a match for Qian Daoliu.

Yu Yuanzhen still felt uneasy, his expression solemn as he continued to transmit: "Even if I face Qian Daoliu, I will need Feng Zhi's assistance from the side to hold him off a bit. Once Yu Tianyun grows a little more, we won't have to watch the Spirit Hall's face. It won't be long before Yu Tianyun breaks through to Soul Douluo, and that should be about it. Old poison, you must not act foolishly now."

Dugubo, still trembling with lingering fear, nodded in acknowledgment of Yu Yuanzhen's words and silently sat back in his seat.

If he had struck Salas directly just now, it would have been tantamount to declaring war on the Spirit Hall.

How terrifying is the Spirit Hall? Dugubo does not know the Spirit Hall's true strength, nor how many Title Douluo it actually has.

But it is certainly more than the visible Ghost Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo and the Pope Bi Bi Dong; even conservatively, the number is at least three times higher, especially since it includes the old monster Qian Daoliu. Just thinking of it gave him chills, and he almost made a grave mistake earlier.

However, thinking of his beloved grandson‑in‑law, Dugubo's lingering dread lessened considerably.

Regarding Yu Tianyun, he still felt very pleased; although the kid is a bit lecherous, that is of no great consequence for a Soul Master, and Yu Tianyun truly has nothing to say to him and Duguyan.

He not only cured them of poison, but also selected suitable celestial herbs to boost their strength and potential; otherwise Duguyan could never break through to Soul Emperor, and he could never become a ninety‑five‑level Super Douluo.

These already satisfied him, but Yu Tianyun's own excellence left him unable to find any flaw.

In Dugubo's own words, Yu Tianyun possesses the bearing of his youth, not only a handsome talent but also unparalleled talent, crowning an entire era.

Therefore, they truly have no need to turn hostile with the Spirit Hall now; time is on their side, they only need to wait patiently for Yu Tianyun to fully mature.

By then, the roles of attack and defense will have switched; it will not be the Spirit Hall threatening them, but them deterring the Spirit Hall, and they will never again be pursued by the Spirit Hall.

Dugubo, who values retribution and clear grudges, has long harbored resentment over being hunted after refusing to join the Spirit Hall when he broke through to Title Douluo; had he not feared Duguyan leading a wandering exile, he would have already spread poison throughout the Spirit Hall branches across the continent.

Dugubo watched Yu Tianyun's silhouette as he left the Grand Douluo Arena, became lost in thought for a moment, then couldn't help stroking his beard and chuckling lightly.

Yu Tianyun is currently only a Soul Saint, yet he can easily defeat Tang Hao; if he later breaks through to Soul Douluo, what then?

If you add Ning Fengzhi, the continent's top support‑type Soul Master, it would be like Qian Daoliu arriving; he would have to honestly take a few punches first, then submit tribute or bow his head.

Dugubo understands Yu Tianyun's strength and talent better than Yu Yuanzhen and Chen Xin, because he has personally witnessed Yu Tianyun's eccentricities many times, especially the most recent, so his assessment of Yu Tianyun's strength is higher.

But what he didn't anticipate is that what he had seen was only the tip of the iceberg.

Yu Tianyun's strength far exceeds his perception, and even Yu Tianyun himself cannot accurately gauge his own power, because he has not yet met a suitable opponent, lacking a reference point for judgment.

On the other side, Salas, hearing Dugubo claim to be a Super Douluo, quickened his steps a few paces, fearing Dugubo might strike him suddenly.

But his expression grew ever more gloomily watery, teeth clenched.

Wait, when the Soul Hunt operation begins, none of you can escape; then you will regret everything you did today! Salas harbors great resentment toward Yu Yuanzhen and others, but his body is honest, realizing that slipping away now is the best strategy.

Snow Night Emperor watched Salas's embarrassed retreat, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes: "This Salas is becoming more and more arrogant, daring not to regard the several crown‑wearers."

The three Title Douluo observed with eyes, nose, and heart, as if they hadn't heard his words, and none responded.

"Just a leaping clown," Ning Fengzhi smiled faintly, understanding Snow Night Emperor's slightly provocative remark, and continued: "I think the three uncles won't mind; Your Majesty, let's continue watching the competition."

"Hmm, Fengzhi is right, we should keep watching the competition. This tournament has many geniuses; watching them makes my eyes greedy, I want to recruit a few." Yu Yuanzhen finally smiled, as if nothing before had happened.

However, his words were not entirely perfunctory to Snow Night Emperor; he truly had his eyes on several geniuses.

He wishes to recruit talents like Fire Dance, Water Ice Child, and even the entire Tian Shui Academy into his sect.

However, he does not intend to act personally, because he believes his young grandson Yu Tianyun will certainly help accomplish this task, and will do it even better.

Snow Night Emperor looked resentfully at Ning Fengzhi and Yu Yuanzhen, thinking bitterly: "You have Title Douluo, so you don't mind, but why did you just now pull me into the water?"

He somewhat regretted having stepped forward to exonerate Salas, not expecting Yu Yuanzhen to subtly set him up.

He was unwilling to directly become enemies with the Spirit Hall; his thinking remained to adopt a relatively gentle approach to ease the conflict between the the the Heaven Dou Empire and the Spirit Hall.

Because the the the Heaven Dou Empire's high‑level forces are truly too weak, lacking even a Title Douluo belonging solely to the royal family.

And currently he has not truly won over Yu Yuanzhen and Ning Fengzhi, so the Spirit Hall's Title Douluo pose a huge threat to him; he cannot bear the Spirit Hall's wrath.

Most crucially, the cause of this incident is unrelated to his the the Heaven Dou Empire, and Yu Yuanzhen making Salas kneel will obviously earn Salas's resentment. In other words, he suffered a silent loss he cannot voice.

"Sigh~" Snow Night Emperor sighed helplessly, mocking himself for spending his days hunting geese only to be pecked in the eye. Usually he schemes others, but today he was the one taken advantage of by the reckless Yu Yuanzhen.

When Salas knelt earlier, he felt great satisfaction; now his head aches.

"We must quickly capture that kid Yu Tianyun; I don't know if Snow Ke can manage. If not, let Qing He look for some beauties."

Snow Night Emperor couldn't help worrying about his daughter.

Although he knows Yu Tianyun is a lecher, the women around Yu Tianyun are all exceedingly outstanding; in comparison, his daughter Princess Snow Ke has no advantage beyond her flashy but empty princess title.

Even today, Fire Dance, who offered herself to Yu Tianyun, seemed to have more advantage than Snow Ke.

Snow Ke's talent is negligible; even a swan martial soul, however excellent, can only be so good—perhaps a bit better than blue‑silver grass, essentially insignificant.

As for Snow Ke's figure, being still young and not yet developed, only her face can still hold its place beside Yu Tianyun.

Thus, can Yu Tianyun, accustomed to fine grain, set his sights on the coarse grain Snow Ke? "Fine, do your best!" Snow Night Emperor racked his brain but could not think of a higher‑success method, feeling weary, and decided to leave the matter to Crown Prince Snow Qinghe to worry about.

He shifted his gaze back to the arena, leisurely watching the flashy special‑effects competition.

"Damn Salas! He accomplishes nothing and causes more trouble!" Qian Renxue, seated in the second row of the VIP seats, took it all in.

She had meticulously plotted for a long time, befriended Yu Tianyun warmly, and even by coincidence caused Yu Tianyun to owe her a great favor; she is now confident she can recruit Yu Tianyun under her command.

But now she almost saw her perfect plan ruined by Salas's foolish actions; how could she not be angry? "No, we must warn that fool Salas," Qian Renxue, angry at Salas's stupidity, also felt some worry.

She also knows Bi Bi Dong is brewing a Soul Hunt operation, but currently it is still in preparation, and in the short term Bi Bi Dong will not act against Lan Dian Ba Wang Sect or Qi Bao Liu Li Sect.

Therefore, originally she had ample time to recruit Yu Tianyun, thereby bringing the two major sects under her command to peacefully resolve the issue.

But now, because of Salas's brainless move, her plan has encountered an uncertain change.

She knows very well that Salas is someone who holds grudges; he will surely bear a grudge over today's incident. If he were to embellish and report it to Bi Bi Dong, the consequences could be unpredictable.

As for Bi Bi Dong, her biological mother, Qian Renxue also knows very well.

In her eyes, Bi Bi Dong is a ruthless madwoman, a venomous woman who could even strike her own biological daughter; there's nothing she wouldn't do, and it's hard to guarantee she won't launch a soul-hunting operation in advance.

As Qian Daoliu's granddaughter and the true Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, Qian Renxue knows exactly how deep her resources run; if she didn't care about losses, wiping out the Lan Dian Ba Wang Sect and the Qi Bao Liu Li Sect in a single night would be effortless.

Therefore, she must warn Salas as soon as possible. She doesn't want Yu Tianyun to die so pointlessly.

Thinking of this, Qian Renxue's worries grew heavier.

"No, merely warning Salas probably isn't enough; perhaps we also need to have Grandfather step forward to warn Bi Bi Dong."

Qian Renxue understands that Bi Bi Dong's informants are certainly not limited to Salas alone; there may well be others she doesn't know who will also report Yu Tianyun's information to Bi Bi Dong.

Although Bi Bi Dong has only been Pope for fourteen years, in those fourteen years she has continually expanded her power, almost integrating half of the Spirit Hall's strength into her own hands.

Meanwhile, the Qian family's voice within the Spirit Hall is growing weaker; even many mid-level members of the Spirit Hall are unaware of the Qian family's existence, only knowing that the Spirit Hall's ruler is Pope Bi Bi Dong, and they only obey the Pope.

Now the power the Qian family controls seems limited to just a few elders of the Hall of Worship; the remaining ordinary elders obey Bi Bi Dong's orders even more.

This situation carries a hint of relatives by marriage interfering in politics—no, it's even more serious than that.

It's like the empress ascending to emperor, the retired emperor being placed under house arrest, and the crown prince being exiled.

And the empress who ascended to emperor is Bi Bi Dong; the exiled crown prince is her Qian Renxue—no, perhaps she doesn't even qualify as a crown prince anymore, her Holy Maiden position having been taken by that little fox spirit Hu Liena.

Thinking of this, Qian Renxue feels helpless and exhausted, somewhat resentful of her grandfather's lack of ambition; she seems to have experienced the frustration of wishing iron could become steel.

Qian Daoliu is clearly a generation younger than the Golden Crocodile Douluo, in his prime, the age to strive for a career, yet he just wasted himself, spreading his hands, spending all day in the Douluo Hall burning incense and worshipping angels, handing over the family fortune, forcing Qian Renxue to go out and strive on her own.

Qian Renxue can't understand why her grandfather is so muddle-headed, but regarding the matter of Yu Tianyun, she won't allow her irresponsible grandfather to continue slacking off.

Yu Tianyun she truly likes… admires; she won't stand by and watch Bi Bi Dong take Yu Tianyun away from her or destroy it! She must firmly bind Yu Tianyun to her side, allowing no one to covet it.

Gazing at Yu Tianyun's back, her mind is filled with the image of Yu Tianyun before, resembling a deity descending to the mortal world. Like her, a golden aura, just with added blue lightning, becoming even more imposing and mighty, especially when the clothing is torn, revealing perfect muscle lines.

Qian Renxue feels that if the person standing on the stage earlier had been her, then she releasing her martial soul and standing alongside Yu Tianyun would absolutely be a stunningly beautiful scene that people would never forget in a lifetime.

But there are no "ifs"; the one standing on the stage with Yu Tianyun is Huo Wu.

Just thinking of Huo Wu's act of throwing herself into his arms, Qian Renxue's brows slightly furrow, and in her clear eyes there is a hint of dislike not easily noticed.

Yu Tianyun expressed wanting to participate in the upcoming matches alone; Qian Renxue is a bit doubtful, but she does not think Yu Tianyun is blindly arrogant; rather, he is full of self-confidence, influenced by the overbearing nature bestowed by his martial soul.

At the same time, a yearning arose in her heart, the corner of her mouth slightly lifting: "Golden Blue Electric Tyrannosaur? It looks quite formidable; I don't know how it compares to my Six-Winged Angel in strength." (End of chapter)