Master of Nine Stars

The special program "Soul Martial Peak" aired two days later at 10:30 PM on the Huaxia Main Channel.

Although 10:30 PM was a bit late, this was the Main Channel! It was a clear indicator of just how prestigious the National University League was!

Without a doubt, this was a nationwide event. It was said that the Huaxia Soul Martial Channel would also rebroadcast it the following day.

Rong Taotao was, of course, very excited about appearing on the Huaxia Main Channel. That night, carrying a family bucket, he went with Xia Fangran to Yang Chunxi’s room.

"KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK~" Rong Taotao knocked on the door, taking the opportunity to lower his head and sniff the fragrant aroma wafting from the family bucket.

’Mmm~ Eating a late-night snack while watching the show... this is the life!’

"CLICK."

Gao Lingwei opened the door. Seeing the two family buckets in Rong Taotao’s arms, she couldn’t help but shoot him a smiling glance before stepping aside and turning to Xia Fangran. "Coach Xia."

"Ah." Xia Fangran was completely absorbed in his phone, walking into the room without looking up.

Clearly, Xia Fangran was experiencing his "happy life."

Ever since leaving the Snow Realm and returning to normal society, Xia Fangran had started fiddling with his phone again. Logically speaking, the Snow Realm had internet access too, but no one had ever seen him so engrossed.

’Hmm... maybe a different environment leads to a different state of mind?’

The environment has a huge impact on a person.

For example, if there were a hundred people in a study hall, and ninety-nine of them were cramming for exams while you were the only one playing a mobile game, I guarantee it wouldn’t take more than a few rounds before you put your phone away and... well, went back to your dorm to happily keep playing.

Rong Taotao walked over to the sofa, placed both large buckets on the coffee table, and had just picked up a fried chicken leg when he felt like something was missing.

"Ah, I forgot the Coke! I’ll go get it," Rong Taotao said, putting down the chicken leg and hurriedly running out.

Watching him go, Yang Chunxi shook her head in exasperation. With the remote in one hand, she switched the TV to the Main Channel and waited for the program to start.

A moment later, Rong Taotao returned with two large bottles of Coke. He plopped down right in the middle of the sofa, picked up the chicken leg again, and took a huge bite!

Fragrant, crispy, and tender!

Golden grease coated Rong Taotao’s lips. The steaming hot fried chicken leg was simply divine.

For a moment, the aroma filled the room.

"The show is starting," Yang Chunxi said. Sitting beside Rong Taotao, she reached over, pulled out a napkin, and handed it to him.

Rong Taotao took the napkin and said, "You guys should eat too. I bought two buckets for a reason."

Looking at the "fattening meal" on the coffee table, Yang Chunxi thought about it but ultimately decided against it.

Gao Lingwei, on the other hand, didn’t mind. She reached out for a fried chicken wing. Her daily training regimen was so intense that her energy consumption was enormous.

"Hello, viewers, and welcome to ’Soul Martial Peak.’ I’m your host, Dai Liunian."

"Our three-part ’Soul Martial Peak’ special comes to a close today. This final installment is, of course, the main event. In this episode, we have many outstanding Huaxia Soul Martial Students..."

As he ate, Rong Taotao’s expression suddenly turned strange. "Wan... Wan-what? How do you pronounce that second character?"

"The first character isn’t pronounced ’Wàn.’ It’s a two-character surname, Wanqi," Yang Chunxi explained. "It’s pronounced ’Moqi’."

"Moqi?" Rong Taotao smacked his lips, watching the man and woman being interviewed on the TV screen. "That’s a rare surname, huh?"

Yang Chunxi: "They’re from the Northwest Division. They’re part of a minority group."

Rong Taotao raised an eyebrow slightly. "This girl is pretty cute. Almost as cute as my Wei."

On the television screen, the pair of siblings were exceptionally attractive, with fair skin, high-bridged noses, thin lips, and slender eyes. But overall, their appearance didn’t quite reach the level of "exotic."

Beside him, Gao Lingwei was taking small bites of a chicken wing with one hand while holding her phone with the other, looking up information. "The Xianbei Race?"

"Yes, I believe so," Yang Chunxi said. "Let’s pray we don’t have to face them. Wanqi Wu and Wanqi Yan."

Rong Taotao: "Why’s that?"

Yang Chunxi: "They’re Magma Soul Martial Artists, and in a rare case, their backgrounds are very similar to yours."

"Hmm?" Gao Lingwei’s interest was piqued. "What do you mean?"

Yang Chunxi: "According to the intel gathered by the Songjiang Soul Martial team leaders, the siblings Wanqi Wu and Wanqi Yan are already warriors in the Melted Radiance Army, even though they haven’t graduated from university yet."

"The Melted Radiance Army..."

Yang Chunxi: "Snow Burning, Star Candle, Melted Radiance, and Sea Han. The four major military branches of Huaxia’s Soul Martial forces.

"Just like our Snow Burning Army, the Melted Radiance Army consists of warriors who guard Huaxia’s Northwest Border. Although the specific situations they face are different from ours, the overall level of hardship is comparable."

As Yang Chunxi spoke, a girl’s bell-like laughter rang out from the television. "Hehe~"

Everyone turned to look. They saw the short-haired young woman with the high-bridged nose, thin lips, and slender, upturned eyes. Beaming, she rested an elbow on her brother’s shoulder, gave him a little nudge, and answered the host’s question, "You’ll have to ask my brother that, won’t you?"

Beside her, Wanqi Wu’s expression was stern, his eyes filled with earnest intensity. "I came to the Imperial Capital to win the championship. Any other result is a failure to me."

Dai Liunian’s voice came through: "You sound very confident and determined."

Wanqi Wu nodded. "Ever since I was a child, I’ve been number one. I have always been number one. I will always be number one."

Strangely enough, even as a competitor facing Wanqi Wu’s arrogant words, Rong Taotao found he couldn’t quite bring himself to "hate" the guy.