Ye Feng's eyes darkened with a playful glint. He smiled faintly and said in a teasing tone, "I don't care. I want to keep you now."
His grip on Zhu Zhuqing's slender waist tightened slightly. His eyes locked onto hers with unwavering determination.
"If you agree to my confession on the stage and accept being my girlfriend, then don't resist," he whispered, his voice low and magnetic. "Otherwise… I'll take it as you having no interest in me and not wanting to be my girlfriend."
Zhu Zhuqing was momentarily stunned. Her mind went blank.
She didn't know how to respond.
And while she was still frozen in shock, Ye Feng had already launched his attack.
…
The next day.
"The finals of this year's All-Continent Elite Spirit Master Tournament will be held in Spirit Hall."
"Yeah, but it's a pity that non-competitors can't watch the match."
"I heard there are three teams entering the finals: Shrek Academy, Blazing Academy, and Spirit Hall Spirit Master Academy."
Unlike the original storyline, Blazing Academy had Dai Mubai and Tang San on their team, which propelled them into the finals.
During their match, Blazing Academy faced off against Godwind Academy. Feng Xiaotian attempted to use his Gale Demon Wolf's 36 consecutive strikes, but Tang San effortlessly dismantled his technique.
With Tang San's cunning skills, Godwind Academy's trump card was nullified, leaving them vulnerable. Blazing Academy, with Tang San's help, ultimately defeated Dai Weisi and secured a spot in the finals.
Now, the teams from Blazing Academy, Shrek Academy, and Spirit Hall Spirit Master Academy stood in the square before the Pope's Hall.
From the high platform, Bibi Dong slowly walked out with an air of majesty.
"Greetings to Her Holiness the Pope!"
The spirit masters present immediately saluted her with utmost respect.
Not only did the Spirit Hall spirit masters pay their respects, but even the spirit masters from Blazing Academy, except for Tang San, bowed in reverence.
However, at Shrek Academy's side, Xiao Wu and Ye Feng did not salute Bibi Dong.
This blatant disrespect caught the attention of Salas, the Platinum Bishop of Spirit City. His expression darkened instantly.
"How dare you be disrespectful to Her Holiness the Pope!" Salas barked sharply.
Before he could take further action, Bibi Dong raised her hand, signaling him to calm down.
Ye Feng, unfazed by the attention, remained relaxed. He didn't kneel because he was Bibi Dong's lover. Why would he bow to her?
Bibi Dong's eyes flickered with subtle amusement as she gazed at Ye Feng.
"Are you Ye Feng, the disciple of Chen Xin?" she asked, her voice feigning formality.
There was no need for her to ask. She clearly knew who he was but was making conversation for the sake of appearances.
"Yes," Ye Feng replied casually, then smiled slightly. "Did you sleep well last night?"
Bibi Dong's lips curved faintly.
"Not bad," she replied indifferently.
However, as she spoke, her eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced toward a woman among the Spirit Hall Master Academy's competitors.
Ye Feng followed her gaze and noticed the woman as well.
Strangely, while the other competitors had saluted Bibi Dong, this woman had not.
This was abnormal.
Bibi Dong was the Pope of Spirit Hall, and the woman represented Spirit Hall's academy. Under normal circumstances, she was expected to salute the Pope.
But she hadn't.
Ye Feng's pupils narrowed slightly, and a thought crossed his mind.
"Could she be…?" His eyes flashed with realization.
On the platform, Bibi Dong's voice rang out, drawing everyone's attention.
"In front of the Pope's Palace, I would like to witness all of your talents and strength. The final winner will receive the greatest reward from Spirit Hall."
As she spoke, she waved her hand, and three spirit bones appeared from her storage spirit guide.
Gasps rang out among the crowd.
"Spirit bones!" someone exclaimed.
"And there are three of them! A right arm bone, a left leg bone, and a head spirit bone!"
"Spirit bones… you can't even dream of finding one. Yet, there are three right here!"
The eyes of the surrounding spirit masters burned with desire as they stared at the three spirit bones.
If it weren't for the presence of powerful Titled Douluo, the spirit masters would have undoubtedly fought over them.
Ghost Douluo Gui Mei stepped forward, his cold voice carrying across the square.
"These three spirit bones are all from ten-thousand-year spirit beasts," Gui Mei announced.
"The head spirit bone of Wisdom Condensation, the right arm bone of Explosion and Burning, and the left leg bone of Chasing the Wind. Among them, the head spirit bone of Wisdom Condensation comes from a fifty-thousand-year-old spirit beast. It was personally hunted by the former pope. All of them are premium spirit bones."
Ye Feng, however, sneered inwardly.
Fifty-thousand-year-old spirit bones? Premium?
At best, they were considered superior—but certainly not the best.
After all, these bones only contained a single spirit skill each.
A true top-tier spirit bone would be from a hundred-thousand-year-old spirit beast, granting its owner at least two spirit skills.
Ye Feng's eyes shifted back to the blonde woman who had not saluted Bibi Dong earlier.
When Ghost Douluo mentioned the former pope, Ye Feng caught the subtle shift in her expression.
Her eyes clearly revealed a trace of emotion.
Ye Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, confirming his suspicion about her identity.
"There will only be one winner," Bibi Dong declared.
"Therefore, these three spirit bones will belong to the final champion. I hope you will give it your all and fight for the honor!"
Her eyes swept over the competitors as she continued.
"This morning, each of the three teams will send seven members for the individual elimination matches. The winning team will directly advance to tomorrow's finals. The two losing teams will compete in a team match this afternoon for the remaining spot."
However, before the matches could begin, Huo Wu from Blazing Academy suddenly stepped forward.
"No need for all that trouble. Blazing Academy will forfeit the individual elimination match," she declared.
Her voice was calm and decisive.
"We'll head straight to the team match in the afternoon."
Bibi Dong raised a brow slightly.
"Are you sure?" she asked.
Huo Wu nodded firmly.
"I'm sure. I believe forfeiting the individual elimination match is our right, isn't it?" she replied with a confident smile.
Bibi Dong smiled faintly.
"Sister Huo Wu," she suddenly said, her voice gentle and intimate.
Sister?
The word rang out like a thunderclap across the square.
Bibi Dong was calling Huo Wu her sister?
The entire square fell into a stunned silence.
One was nearly forty years old—the revered Pope of Spirit Hall.
The other was not even twenty years old.
And yet… they were sisters?
The weight of that single word made everyone's hearts tremble.
For the spirit masters of Spirit Hall, the implication was clear.
By addressing Huo Wu as "sister," Bibi Dong was essentially giving her an elevated status.
From this moment on, Huo Wu would receive special attention in Spirit Hall.
Even powerful Spirit Douluo or Titled Douluo would think twice before offending her.
Huo Wu stood frozen, her eyes wide with disbelief.
Bibi Dong… was calling her sister?
She blinked, momentarily dumbfounded, trying to process the shocking reality.
Then, her eyes subtly shifted toward Ye Feng.
A bold and outrageous thought crossed her mind.
"Could it be…"
She recalled how, during the match against Canghui Academy, Ye Feng had ruthlessly crippled their seven members.
When Salas attempted to use the situation to humiliate Ye Feng, Bibi Dong had directly intervened—publicly rebuking Salas and shielding Ye Feng.
At the time, Huo Wu had found it strange.
But now, seeing Bibi Dong address her as "sister," she couldn't help but connect the dots.
Her eyes widened in disbelief.
"Did Ye Feng seduce the Pope too?"
Her heart pounded wildly at the thought.
And when she recalled Ye Feng's casual greeting to Bibi Dong earlier—"Did you sleep well last night?"—her suspicions grew stronger.
His tone had been far too familiar—like speaking to a lover.
Huo Wu's breathing quickened slightly.
"Could it be that Bibi Dong… the Pope herself… is Ye Feng's woman?"
Her mind was in chaos.
But deep down, she already knew the answer.
Her eyes remained wide with shock as she stared at Ye Feng, who stood calmly with his usual faint smile, as if everything were perfectly normal.
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