Yunxiao naturally understood why Manager Ning was waiting for them at the hotel entrance in advance.
As the three of them stepped into the hotel, Yunxiao immediately felt the overwhelming wealth of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
The first thing that caught his eye was the opulent lobby. A golden chandelier hung from the dome, and twelve golden pillars stood around the hotel lobby, supporting the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Hotel.
"Truly worthy of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, whose wealth rivals that of a nation!" Yunxiao thought to himself, somewhat amazed. With his control over the metal element, he could easily tell that the golden decorations before him were genuine, not mere gold-plated imitations.
Under Manager Ning's familiar guidance, Yunxiao and the others arrived at a luxurious private room decorated entirely in gold.
Yunxiao: "..."
"Impressive!"
Looking at the gold-plated dining table, utensils, chairs, the golden statues and murals on the walls, and the glittering ceiling, Yunxiao was momentarily at a loss for words.
Wait, buddy, don't the people of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School know that ordinary people can get poisoned if they eat with gold utensils for a long time?
Oh, I forgot, ordinary people don't even have the privilege to dine at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Hotel.
Even so, the dazzling gold in the room made his eyes somewhat uncomfortable.
He couldn't help but inwardly criticize the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School for their ostentatious display of wealth, as if they wanted the entire Douluo Continent to know how rich they were.
No wonder they were annihilated by Bibidong in the original story.
Couldn't the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School be a bit more low-key?
Even if he could use Soul Skills to create a large amount of Gold Soul Coins or Soul Bones, he would never be so extravagant and showy.
After all, wealth attracts trouble, and without absolute strength, such blatant flaunting of riches is undoubtedly inviting disaster.
Shortly after ordering the dishes, several young women in exquisite cheongsams entered in succession, placing a variety of delicacies on the gold-plated dining table.
"Uncle Shelong, please keep an eye on the situation outside. I'd like to have a meal with Yunxiao."
Once the room was cleared of others, "Xue Qinghe" instructed Serpent Spear Douluo, who was responsible for her protection, to guard the entrance of the private room.
Serpent Spear Douluo: "..."
"Impressive!"
Hearing Qian Renxue's arrangement, Serpent Spear Douluo couldn't help but think that he hadn't had lunch yet either.
Why don't the three of us just eat together?
Though he thought this, he still responded using Spirit Power Voice Transmission.
"Yes, Miss!"
Seeing this, "Xue Qinghe" didn't hesitate to remove the disguise of the Angel Head Soul Bone.
Now restored to her female form, Qian Renxue seemed to notice Yunxiao's earlier discomfort. Lying in his arms, she chuckled softly.
"What's wrong? Are you dazzled by all this gold?"
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has always been like this, using wealth and treasures to display their power."
Knowing that Yunxiao didn't like her using her feminine voice while still wearing "Xue Qinghe's" appearance, Qian Renxue naturally didn't refuse this small request of his.
"Displaying power?"
"Hmph!"
"It seems to me that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is just asking for trouble."
"Such ostentation, no wonder Bibidong has her eyes on Ning Fengzhi and the others."
Yunxiao was naturally aware of the Spirit Hall's Soul Hunting Plan.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had been annihilated, leaving only a few survivors.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was destroyed, its years of accumulated resources plundered, and Chen Xin had even lost an arm while protecting Ning Fengzhi during their retreat.
"Bibidong?"
Upon hearing the name that caught her attention, Qian Renxue's body stiffened slightly, and a trace of complex emotion flickered in her eyes.
As for her "good sister" and "good mother," to say she didn't care would be a lie.
Meanwhile, in the Papal Hall of Martial Soul City.
Within the grand papal hall spanning over a thousand square meters, the current Pope, Bibidong, sat on the papal throne of the Spirit Hall.
"Yunxiao, a twenty-year-old Titled Douluo."
"Titled Elf Douluo, with a Soul Ring configuration of eight black and one red."
"Currently residing in a luxurious mansion gifted by the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Qinghe."
"His hobbies include strolling the streets, listening to music, drinking tea, and enjoying fine cuisine?"
After reviewing the information sent back by Salas, Bibidong fell silent at Yunxiao's hobbies.
Such "slacker" and "street wanderer" hobbies—could they really belong to a twenty-year-old Titled Douluo?
Not only that, but this street wanderer was actually a Titled Douluo with a Soul Ring configuration of eight black and one red.
Was this not just a lazy noble playboy?
Was this not just a retired noble lord?
Was this not just a street wanderer who only knew how to eat and drink?
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"Yue Guan, is the information sent back by Salas accurate?"
Yue Guan: "..."
You ask me, but who should I ask?
I have no idea!
But according to Salas, this is the information.
After silently complaining in his heart, Yue Guan, standing in the hall, finally met Bibidong's skeptical gaze.
"Your Holiness, after multiple verifications, the information about this Elf Douluo is absolutely not fabricated."
Although Yue Guan couldn't confirm whether Yunxiao's "street wanderer" hobbies were true, he knew that Salas would never dare to falsify such information.
At that moment, Yue Guan seemed to remember something and cautiously spoke up.
"Your Holiness, this Elf Douluo, his relationship with the young lady..."
Thinking of some details in the report, Yue Guan hesitated.
When their young lady was in Suotuo City, she was often seen together with this Elf Douluo.
Not only that, but on the streets of Suotuo City, they were openly affectionate, hugging and whispering sweet nothings.
According to the reports, they often dined together and spent entire nights talking in the same room.
A young man and woman, both in the prime of their youth—what kind of relationship could they have? It was obvious.
This Elf Douluo was clearly the Spirit Hall's son-in-law.
Yunxiao: "..."
I'm stuck in morning classes, don't let me catch you, you effeminate guy.
"Xiao Xue..."
Hearing Qian Renxue's name, Bibidong's expression also turned complex.
After all, she had carried this child for ten months, a piece of her own flesh and blood. To say she had no feelings for her "good sister" and "good daughter" would be a lie.
If only Qian Renxue's Martial Soul were not the Six-Winged Angel, but the Death Spider Emperor or the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor, their relationship would not have deteriorated to this extent.
"Xiao Xue, is this the man you've chosen?"
"Since that's the case, then go ahead and enjoy your youth to the fullest!"
"If that fellow named Yunxiao dares to deceive your feelings, I will spare no effort to make him pay the price."
After dismissing Yue Guan, Bibidong slumped into the throne of the Spirit Hall's Pope. The gilded seat reflected a weariness on her face that had never been seen before.
(End of Chapter)