"Who are the members participating in the competition?"
Actually, Gui Douluo already had an answer in his heart.
However, it was only when he heard Qin Xiao say it himself that he could pass the message back.
Qin Xiao replied with a faint smile, "I alone am enough."
As expected... Gui Douluo's gaze flickered for a moment as he replied solemnly, "Rest assured, Your Excellency, I will surely convey these words to Pope His Holiness."
"Thank you." Qin Xiao said, and then he saw Gui Douluo leave the place.
It was not until he no longer felt those eyes watching his back that Gui Douluo finally let out a long sigh of relief.
"Damn, how exactly did that kid cultivate? He's so young, yet his cultivation level is so terrifying. I feel like it's hard to even breathe in his presence, just like being in front of Pope His Holiness and the Great Priest..."
Thinking back on Qin Xiao's indifferent figure, he still felt a lingering fear.
Thinking further about the words Qin Xiao had said to him, Gui Douluo's face showed a helpless smile, "Originally, Martial Soul Hall had hoped that this generation's Golden Trio would shine in the Continental Soul Master Competition, seizing first place and adding to our Martial Soul Hall's reputation.
But if that guy Qin Xiao participates, the Golden Trio will be doomed; they will just become stepping stones for Qin Xiao and the Shrek squad... Alas."
The more he thought, the more helpless he felt, and in the end, Gui Douluo could only sigh deeply.
Hu Lina, Evil Moon, Yan... blame it on your ill-fate for being born in the same era as someone like Qin Xiao, a monster, destined to become his stepping stone.
Who knows what sins you committed in your past lives."
Gui Douluo pondered whether he should find a time to talk to the three of them, suggest that they release living beings and do some good deeds when they have time?
Lost in his thoughts on the way back, Gui Douluo returned to Pope Hall. When he told Bi Bidong about Qin Xiao's decision, Bi Bidong's response was just one sentence, "The final of the Continental Soul Master Competition will be held as scheduled, and I will attend personally in two days."
...
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, two days passed.
In Spirit City.
The front of Pope Hall was overcrowded, and the atmosphere was electric.
Most people who came here had two thoughts in mind: one was to watch the exciting finale, and the other was to worship the holy temple in their hearts.
Of course, there was no shortage of discussions among the crowd as they exchanged information they had gathered.
"Have you heard? Rumor has it that the main members of the Shrek squad were attacked two days ago, severely wounded."
"What! Is that true? Then does that mean they are set to lose today's match?"
"Be more confident, drop the 'could it be'. The Shrek squad at their peak, I believe they could defeat the Spirit Academy Team, but now they definitely can't!"
"What? Then I need to get my money back while the odds aren't set yet, and go all in on the Spirit Academy Team winning!"
"..."
Among the crowd, Qin Xiao suddenly asked, "Flander, who did you bet on to win?"
Upon hearing the question, Flander first looked stunned, then smiled, "Of course, our Shrek squad to win. I've bet a full two million golden soul coins, and if we win, that's twenty million!"
"Such high odds?" Qin Xiao laughed, then took out a Black Card and handed it to Flander, "There are twenty million golden soul coins on this card; I'm also betting on me to win."
"How much?"
"Twenty million?"
Flander stared dumbly at the card in his hand; if Qin Xiao won, that would be an astronomical figure!
He would instantly become one of the wealthiest people on Soul Land...