Douluo: Seven Treasure Pagoda? I'm Actually a Summoner!

Two and a half months passed quietly.

Jiang Bai’s Soul Power steadily rose to Rank 15.

Besides his own cultivation, he discovered that the Fire Dragon cultivating inside the pagoda would also provide him with feedback.

Meanwhile, the outside world was in a state of upheaval.

Two pieces of news, enough to shake the world, swept across the entire continent.

The Clear Sky Sect, the world’s number one Sect and possessor of the strongest Tool Spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer, suddenly announced to the public that it would seal its gates and close the Sect starting today!

Spirit Hall officially released an announcement—the previous Supreme Pontiff, Qian Xunji, had unfortunately died from heavy injuries!

At the same time, the Saintess of the Supreme Pontiff Palace, Bibi Dong, was crowned and became the new Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall!

For a time, all the major powers on the continent were shaken.

...

On this day, outside the training grounds of the Elementary Department.

A squad of Temple Knight, dressed in silver armor and exuding a solemn aura, marched straight forward. Ignoring the students resting or training around them, they headed purposefully toward Hu Liena in the crowd.

The originally noisy grounds quickly fell silent, and the gazes of all the students focused on them.

Hu Liena seemed to have had a premonition, or rather, she had been waiting for this moment.

Seeing the knights approaching, a flash of excitement and anticipation crossed her eyes. She quickly tidied her appearance and, without hesitation, dropped to one knee before the lead knight in a standard and respectful posture.

The knight captain leading the squad unfurled a gold-edged scroll embossed with the crest of the Supreme Pontiff Palace and read aloud in a loud, clear voice:

"Decree from the Supreme Pontiff Palace: Hu Liena, a student of the Spirit Academy Elementary Department, possesses extraordinary talent, is diligent and hardworking, and has an upright character. To recognize her talent and encourage her ambitions, she is specially selected as the Pre-selected Saintess of the Supreme Pontiff Palace! An official investiture ceremony will be held at the Supreme Pontiff Palace on an auspicious day! By order of the Supreme Pontiff!"

"Hu Liena, receive the decree and give thanks!"

The knight captain closed the scroll, his gaze falling upon Hu Liena.

"I thank His Holiness the Supreme Pontiff for his grace! I, Hu Liena, will surely do my utmost to live up to His Holiness’s high expectations!"

Hu Liena’s voice was crisp, carrying an uncontrollable excitement and pride as she lowered her head deeply.

Although she was only becoming a Pre-selected Saintess, her teacher had already told her that as soon as the time was right, she would be officially consecrated as the Saintess!

After reading the decree, the knights turned and left as efficiently as they had arrived, leaving the training ground in an uproar.

After a brief silence, the surrounding students instantly boiled over!

Countless gazes of envy, jealousy, admiration, and flattery were cast toward Hu Liena.

Whether they were familiar with her or not, they all swarmed forward, competing to offer their congratulations.

"Congratulations, Sister Nana! No, congratulations, Your Highness the Saintess!"

"You’re amazing, Nana! As expected of the Supreme Pontiff’s Disciple!"

"Please take care of us in the future, Your Highness!"

"Sister Nana, you are truly our role model!"

Hu Liena stood up, a proper, reserved, yet joy-filled smile on her Face. She responded to everyone’s compliments one by one, enjoying this highlight moment of being surrounded like a star by moons.

Her purplish-red eyes swept over the crowd, her vanity greatly satisfied.

"It’s nothing, really, it’s just the candidate stage... I still have to work hard."

Was this the halo brought by power and status?

It was truly... intoxicating!

However, just as she was feeling self-satisfied, she suddenly caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye of a figure at the edge of the training ground preparing to leave quietly.

It was Jiang Bai.

He had clearly witnessed everything just now, but there was not much surprise or envy on his Face. He simply withdrew his gaze calmly, as if he felt this excitement had nothing to do with him, and turned to leave.

A surge of inexplicable displeasure instantly rose in Hu Liena’s heart.

This Jiang Bai had maintained a flat, even somewhat distant attitude toward her since enrollment.

Even though she had taken the initiative to be friendly several times, his reactions were minimal.

Now that she had received such an honor, such a glorious matter, he didn’t even say a single word of congratulations and wanted to leave as if nothing had happened?

Who did he think he was? He was just a Support Spirit Master who happened to possess the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Spirit!

If it weren’t for the rarity of his Spirit and the possibility of him being useful for the formation of the Spirit Hall battle team in the future, she wouldn’t bother with such an ungrateful fellow!

"Jiang Bai!" Hu Liena raised her voice, her tone carrying an undetectable hint of command, as she called out to the back that was about to disappear from the crowd.

Jiang Bai’s footsteps paused, and he sighed silently in his heart.

He didn’t want to have any entanglement with Hu Liena in this kind of setting, but ignoring her directly in front of everyone would likely invite more trouble.

Somewhat reluctantly, he turned around, his Face expressionless as he asked in a flat tone.

"Classmate Hu Liena, is there something I can help you with?"

Classmate?

This form of address was like a thin needle, lightly pricking Hu Liena’s sensitive nerves.

Her gaze darkened, and the anger in her heart grew even stronger.

Damn that Jiang Bai! To dare to deny me Face like this! Making me lose Face in public!

If it weren’t for your Spirit being a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and that you might be useful to the team in the future... if it weren’t for teacher...

Hu Liena gritted her teeth, suppressing her rage, but her tone had already turned cold, carrying a clear warning.

"Jiang Bai, I know you’ve been getting close to that Highness."

"But from today on, I advise you to know when to stop and recognize your own position."

Her words were full of implication and pressure, as if declaring: Now I am the favorite in front of the Supreme Pontiff, the future core; you should know who to get close to and who to distance yourself from.

Hearing this, Jiang Bai’s brow furrowed imperceptibly.

He hated this feeling of being forced to take sides, and he loathed even more that high-and-mighty attitude of trying to control others’ social relationships.

He looked up, his gaze meeting Hu Liena’s calmly as he answered clearly:

"Hu Liena, I think my social life and who I associate with is not something that is your place to manage, is it?"

His voice wasn’t loud, but in the suddenly quiet edge of the training ground, it was exceptionally clear.

"You—!"

Hu Liena was choked with rage by this blunt retort, her Face flushing red and her finger pointing at Jiang Bai trembling slightly.

She hadn’t expected Jiang Bai to dare to contradict her so directly, especially in front of so many people!

Seeing that Hu Liena was about to explode, Xie Yue, who was by her side, was quick to react. He grabbed his sister’s arm and shook his head slightly at her, whispering: "Nana, calm down..."

He was calmer than Hu Liena and knew that although Jiang Bai was just a Support Spirit Master, being able to get close to that person meant he probably wasn’t without backing.

Held back by her brother, Hu Liena forcibly suppressed her anger, but the gaze she directed at Jiang Bai was already as cold as a knife, filled with undisguised loathing and resentment.

Jiang Bai looked at the siblings and said nothing more. He simply withdrew his gaze calmly and turned around once again.

This time, he left this place of conflict with firm steps, putting the whispers behind him, the complex gazes, and Hu Liena’s venomous eyes all behind him.

...

Meanwhile, inside Spirit City, at the peak of the Supreme Pontiff Mountain, in a luxurious conference room used for high-level secret discussions, the atmosphere was equally tense, even more so.

The new Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong was dressed in a magnificent golden ceremonial gown, wearing the Nine-Curved Purple Gold Crown.

Her makeup was exquisite and her Face beautiful, but her brow was shrouded in a layer of inseparable coldness and majesty, and there seemed to be a strange purple light in her beautiful eyes.

Just sitting there, she emitted a powerful aura that made one’s heart tremble.

"Qian Renxue must go and execute the ’Nation Stealing Plan’!"

Bibi Dong’s voice was cold and decisive, breaking the silence in the room.

Her red lips moved, but the words she spoke were like the sharpest icicles.

"This is for the century-long grand plan of Spirit Hall! To infiltrate the Heaven Dou Empire and seize the reins of imperial power! This is the contribution she, as the daughter of the former Supreme Pontiff, should make for Spirit Hall!"

"Impossible!"

Gold Crocodile Douluo slammed the table. His hair and beard bristled as he glared at Bibi Dong.

"Xue’er is only nine years old! She’s still a child! This is the age for Cultivating and building a foundation! How can such a prime time of her life be sent to an enemy nation as an undercover agent? And such a dangerous, long-term plan at that! You are pushing her into a pit of fire!"

He regarded Qian Renxue as his own granddaughter; how could he tolerate such an absurd and cruel arrangement?

"Hmph! A child?"

Bibi Dong sneered, a flash of mockery and impatience crossing her purple eyes.

"As a successor of the Angel Bloodline, how can she be viewed as an ordinary child? Without experiencing the wind and rain, without facing the most complex and treacherous power struggles, how can she truly grow? How can she shoulder the responsibilities of the future?"

"Flowers in a greenhouse can never become a force to be reckoned with! I am doing this for her own good, and also to forge the sharpest sword for Spirit Hall!"

Her words were high-sounding and righteous.

But what surged deep in her heart was cold calculation and twisted hatred.

Qian Xunji was dead, but Qian Renxue, this little bastard flowing with that filthy Bloodline, was still alive!

Every time she saw that Face, she felt incredibly disgusted and pained, as if it were constantly reminding her of that unbearable past.

Preventing her from facing her beloved Xiaogang with a pure body!

However, that old thing Qian Daoliu had been secretly protecting Qian Renxue, making it difficult for her to take action.

Since that was the case, then let her get as far away as possible!

Go to the Heaven Dou Empire, go and struggle in that dragon’s pool and tiger’s den!

Not only would she be out of sight and out of mind, but it would also completely delay her golden period of cultivation and waste the talent she was so proud of!

A Spirit Master who is undercover for a long time and cannot focus on cultivation will inevitably have limited future achievements.

By the time she returns, she will have long been left far behind by her peers. What would she have left to inherit the glory of the Angel God?

She wanted to completely sever the hope of the Angel lineage!

Gold Crocodile Douluo looked at Bibi Dong’s cold and determined expression, both anxious and angry. He turned to look at Qian Daoliu, who was sitting silently beside him, nudged him with his elbow, and said urgently:

"Big brother! Say something!"