Bei Bei's brief conversation with Han Zhanhu verified Huo Yuhao's guess: the Heavenly Armor Sect indeed came from the Heavenly Soul Empire. The Heavenly Soul Empire was furthest from the Sun Moon Empire. They had been on a long journey for twenty days and were now about to arrive at Radiant City. After briefly greeting the rest, Han Zhanhu thanked the Tang Sect for the meat soup and left with the two youths. The two shy youths stole glances at Jiang Nannan only when they were returning to their own campsite.
Wang Dong'er squatted down beside Huo Yuhao at this moment and whispered, "They are so shy! From their looks, it seems like they hardly leave their sect. That's interesting."
Huo Yuhao chortled, "This Heavenly Armor Sect appears quite impressive. Their abilities should be quite decent, seeing how disciplined they are. Elder Han must at least be a Soul Sage. The rest probably possess at least four rings each. A few of them should even have five rings. Their abilities are quite good!"
The first requirement of the Continental Elite Youth Soul Master Tournament was that the competitors couldn't be above twenty years of age. It was very rare for one to become a Soul King before he was twenty even through the use of herbs. Through his observation, Huo Yuhao was certain that this Heavenly Armor Sect team could rival a top eight team in the previous edition of the tournament in terms of overall abilities. This showed how competitive this edition of the tournament would be.
The team from the Heavenly Armor Sect was eating and resting quietly. Those from the Tang Sect were also enjoying a rare relaxed moment. It was noontime, the hottest time of the day. According to Bei Bei, they should continue their journey after noon passed.
Wang Dong'er lifted Huo Yuhao from his wheelchair and let him lie down on a mat that she laid on the grass. This was more comfortable for him.
She sat beside him and used her thighs as his pillow.
Huo Yuhao could smell Wang Dong'er's fragrant scent as he laid on her soft, springy thighs. Huo Yuhao let out a long breath and reached out his right arm to hug Wang Dong'er's waist. He had blissful look on his face.
There was a big tree behind Wang Dong'er. She leaned quietly on it. She was also enjoying the peaceful atmosphere. She was combing Huo Yuhao's hair and occasionally massaged his head to help him relax.
Very soon, Huo Yuhao fell asleep in this sweet and comfortable environment.
The rest of the Tang Sect members all unwittingly surrounded Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er in the center. Jiang Nannan and Xu Sanshi leaned beside a huge tree. Xu Sanshi wanted to hug her, but Jiang Nannan only allowed him to hold her hand. Things were the opposite for Xiao Xiao and He Caitou - Xiao Xiao's head was on He Caitou's muscular arm as she closed her eyes for a brief bit of shut-eye. Occasionally, He Caitou would watch her with a doting look and caress her long hair. There was a blissful and gentle look in his eyes.
Ever since he had established his relationship with Xiao Xiao, He Caitou had pampered her even more. They were together every day. He Caitou didn't even dare to touch Xiao Xiao's hands easily. However, she was very nice. Xiao Xiao was like a ceramic doll in his eyes, he was afraid of hurting her. Xiao Xiao took the initiative to get close to him, and He Caitou accepted her advances in embarrassment. Every time Xiao Xiao tried to hold his hand, he would look very happy. Xiao Xiao loved his expression every time this happened.
Bei Bei, Ji Juechen, and Jing Ziyan sat together. They were conversing. From how they kept on glancing at Huo Yuhao, it was evident that they couldn't forget his immense spiritual power. Ji Juechen looked excited. It was obvious that he had developed some ideas after being inspired by Huo Yuhao today.
The disciples from the Heavenly Armor Sect didn't rush to proceed on their journey either. They returned the pot that they had brushed clean and also rested beside the trees after expressing their gratitude once again. It was evident that they were quite exhausted after traveling quickly for twenty days. They didn't even bother to meditate. Apart from the few who were standing guard, the rest went to sleep.
Although there were more than twenty people in this forest, as well as several Hornscale Horses, it seemed very quiet at this point in time. It was so peaceful that it looked like material for a beautiful painting.
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It was a pity that this didn't last. Just as everyone was enjoying the peace and quiet, a hooting sound came from afar. The piercing howls seemed to get closer and closer. Those who were awake started to look into the distance.
There were more than ten people, but they were descending from the sky. Their wide flying-type soul tools started to retract as they landed on the ground. They landed on the side of the Tang Sect's campsite opposite the Heavenly Armor Sect.
This group of people wasn't as disciplined as those from the Heavenly Armor Sect. They made a lot of noise as soon as they landed.
"I'm beat. I'm beat. This place isn't bad. We should rest here."
"Oh look, there's quite a number of people here! Look, are those Hornscale Horses? They look great! It's a pity that they can only gallop on the ground. Compared to flying-type soul tools, they're much inferior."
"Eh, they should be country bumpkins who are here to compete too. It's already a feat to ride Hornscale Horses. Guys, let's rest quickly. Who brought dry rations? I'm a little famished."
"There aren't any dry rations. Radiant City is not far from here. We can eat when we reach the city. No one brought dry rations because we are so close to the city! There are many delicacies in Radiant City."
"No, I'm too famished. Let me have a bite first. Those country bumpkins should have brought food since they came from afar. Let me ask them for some."
Everyone from the Tang Sect and the Heavenly Armor Sect furrowed their brows as they heard the noises that came from this bunch of soul masters that had just landed. The environment and atmosphere here were very quiet and peaceful, but their arrival disrupted everything.
These newly-arrived soul masters were clad in yellow warrior robes. All of them had flying-type soul tools behind them, which they removed after landing. They were led by two middle-aged men, who were conversing with one another. The noises came from the youths who were under them.
It was a plump youth who had mentioned that he was famished. With his small nose and small eyes, he looked like a contemptible fellow.
Since they landed nearer to those from the Tang Sect, he naturally went to ask for food from those from the Tang Sect. This plump youth started to walk towards them.
"Hey brothers, do you have food? Can you spare some for me?" The plump youth looked very slipshod. His hands were on his waist, and he was asking them to be charitable towards him with his eyes.
No one from the Tang Sect spoke.
Huo Yuhao was in a deep sleep. Wang Dong'er continued to brush his hair, while Xu Sanshi and Jiang Nannan were still seated together while holding hands. He Caitou was caressing Xiao Xiao's hair, and Bei Bei and the other few were still engaged in their discussion. No one listened to the plump youth's words, and he didn't elicit a response.
"Hey, are all of you deaf?" He shouted unhappily. "Give me some food, or else I'll deal with all of you! Stop pretending!"
Wang Dong'er furrowed her brow and twisted her head before saying, "Lower your volume."
The plump youth looked over as he heard her words. When he saw her, his mouth opened wide. His facial fat jiggled, and his bean-sized eyes shone with a greedy look. He had uneven yellow teeth, and let out intense bad breath. His saliva was even dripping out of his mouth. Even his tone of voice changed.
"Beauty! Beauty! What a beauty!" As he spoke, he couldn't help but walk towards Wang Dong'er.
"Beauty, my name is Feng Ling. I'm the most outstanding young talent from the Heaven's Gate. You are, you are too beautiful!"
The bad breath from his mouth was even poisonous. His saliva even caused the plants and grass to fume as it landed on the ground.
Wang Dong'er wore a cold expression on her face as she saw him walking over. Her gentleness was only for Huo Yuhao. However, she wasn't a gentle person by nature!
"Scram!" Wang Dong'er shouted.
Feng Ling glared at her. "What? Did you just tell me to scram? Do you know who I am? I'm the young sect leader of the Heaven's Gate. My father is the current sect leader!"
Wang Dong'er lifted her head slowly, and also lifted her right arm. At this point, a huge figure blocked the view in front of her. A cold aura left Wang Dong'er stunned. In the next moment, she lowered her head again and continued to brush Huo Yuhao's hair.
Feng Ling wasn't tall. He felt a shadow appearing, and Wang Dong'er was blocked just like that. When he lifted his head to look, he saw a cold-looking, handsome face in front of him.
"Scram." Ji Juechen's voice wasn't very loud, but it was very sinister.
Feng Ling shuddered and felt goosebumps rising on his skin. He subconsciously retreated a few steps.
"Who, who are you guys?" Although Feng Ling was ugly and lecherous, he wasn't stupid. He had already mentioned his identity as the Heaven's Gate young sect master, but the person in front of him didn't seem to care. He was immediately alarmed. Furthermore, those who were strong had their own special characteristics. Such a special characteristic was very evident on Ji Juechen. He knew this person wasn't to be trifled with, and he was also not alone.
Ji Juechen didn't say anything else. He was someone who didn't like to speak. He lifted his hand and retrieved his Judgment Sword.
His love for swords was like Huo Yuhao's love for Wang Dong'er. He never left his sword in his storage-type soul tool. It was always by his side. That was why he was called a Sword Fanatic.
Seeing that Ji Juechen had retrieved his sword, Feng Ling turned around and fled. "All of you need to watch out!" he cursed as he fled.