In front of the Pope's Hall in Spirit City, there was a wide square paved with white jade stones.
In front of the magnificent hall stood two rows of exquisitely dressed Spirit City guards, all of whom were at least at the level of Soul Elders.
This was just a small part of the entire guard group, which changed personnel every few days, showcasing the deep foundation of the Spirit Hall.
However, unless the Pope personally summoned them or there were special circumstances, these guards were not allowed to enter the Pope's Hall and could only guard outside.
Even so, it was an honor that countless soul masters coveted.
At this moment, a cold and indifferent voice suddenly sounded in the ear of the guard captain, "Go to the academy and bring Zhu Zhuqing here to see me."
Hearing this, the guard quickly bowed deeply towards the direction of the Pope's Hall and respectfully said, "Yes, Your Majesty!"
After speaking, he quickly headed towards the Spirit Hall Academy.
The Pope's Hall was located halfway up Pope Mountain in Spirit City, offering an excellent view.
Walking to the edge of the square in front of the hall, one could easily overlook the entire Spirit City below, and on one side of the hall, one could also take in the scenery of a large part of the back mountain.
Bibi Dong was standing on a balcony that extended out, silently looking towards Chrysanthemum Douluo's flower garden.
The mountain wind blew, lifting her hair and caressing her calm and indifferent face.
There was no expression on her face, but her eyes flashed with numerous images as if scenes were fleeting by...
Not long after, Zhu Zhuqing, who had been summoned, arrived at the Pope's Hall, following her senses to the room where Bibi Dong was.
She was somewhat surprised to see the exquisite silhouette with an alluring figure standing on the wide balcony outside.
"Teacher, you were looking for me?"
"Yes, come here and see for yourself."
Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing obediently walked over to her side.
Bibi Dong glanced at her with an inexplicable expression before turning her gaze back and said faintly, "You know where Elder Chrysanthemum's flower garden is, right? Don't release your senses, and don't look directly. Use your peripheral vision to see what's happening there."
The young girl was slightly stunned, but without asking why, she immediately followed Bibi Dong's instructions. As her gaze swept over the distant mountains, she also took in the scene in the valley.
Various rare flowers and plants she didn't recognize were vying for attention, and uncommon blue silver grass soul beasts were scattered around the garden.
In the depths of the valley, two figures were closely snuggling together.
Although the distance was far, Zhu Zhuqing's eyesight was extremely sharp, and even with just a peripheral glance, she instantly recognized who they were.
As for the other person, it was clearly not Qian Renxue, who had already gone into seclusion in the Douluo Hall.
With a quick thought, she immediately realized, "That Hundred-thousand-year-old transformed soul beast?!"
The next moment, a surge of intense anger and resentment rose in her heart, and her sharp eyes instinctively focused on the scene.
It seemed as if a cold wind suddenly blew, but it was quickly suppressed.
A fair, jade-like hand appeared in front of her eyes, blocking Zhu Zhuqing's line of sight.
At the same time, it suppressed the intense and violent aura that had surged from her body.
"Do not look directly."
Zhu Zhuqing was startled for a moment, then quickly realized.
Su Cheng had an astonishing sense of awareness. Not to mention foreign senses approaching, even being watched would make him immediately aware.
If she could remain calm, it would be fine, but at this moment, anger was surging in her heart, and it was inevitable that hostility would grow in her eyes.
In such a situation, it was naturally difficult to hide from him.
She quickly nodded lightly, indicating her understanding.
Only then did Bibi Dong lower her arm, but she was a bit surprised, "That gust of wind just now..."
This disciple's potential is incredibly high. Her domain follows her, and merely by the instinctive surge of emotions, she can already affect the surrounding weather. Truly deserving of being someone trained by Su Cheng.
They continued to watch with their peripheral vision the two people hugging in the distant valley garden.
The revived transformed soul beast had her entire face buried in Su Cheng's embrace.
Her extremely soft and beautiful blue hair cascaded down, intertwining with his body.
Although Su Cheng's actions were not particularly active, merely holding her by the shoulder, the two were so close, with their heads just inches apart, looking extremely intimate, almost like a couple.
Zhu Zhuqing pressed her lips tightly together, her teeth gritting audibly, her gaze cold as a knife.
Unfortunately, without using her senses, she couldn't see the subtle actions between the two, nor did she know what those shameless individuals were saying or doing at this moment.
However, she imagined it must be some disgusting, sweet-talking nonsense: one side pretending to be affectionate and deceptive, while the other shamelessly throwing herself into his arms.
She thought to herself, soul beasts are indeed soul beasts, utterly shameless, and that bastard Su Cheng, truly a lecherous ghost who can't choose...
Amidst her anger and irritation, she also felt a bit puzzled.
Why was Bibi Dong, who was standing beside her, so calm, always watching the scene with a look of amusement?
Could it be that she had really guessed wrong before?
Was the relationship between her and Su Cheng not what she had imagined?
"Let's go."
Before she could continue pondering, Bibi Dong's voice came, and then she turned and left first.
Zhu Zhuqing hesitated for a moment, gritting her teeth, but could only follow her back into the Pope's Hall.
A faint coolness fell on his face.
Su Cheng looked up, the precious plants and flowers of different heights shattered the sunlight into pieces.
Fine, transparent threads reflected golden light, sliding down from the sky.
Then they hit the leaves, making very slight sounds.
A light mist filled the entire garden, bringing up the fragrance of soil and vegetation, dreamy and surreal.
But what was even more beautiful was the woman curled up beside him, hugging her knees.
Her sharp, delicate chin rested on her knees, her slender arms tightly wrapped around her legs.
Her exquisitely beautiful face still bore traces of undried tears, but it had regained some color, no longer as pale as before.
Her slightly red eyes were like clear blue skies, but if one looked closely, there seemed to be a faint circle of gold around her pupils, staring blankly at the blooming flowers in the distance.
"It's raining."
"Mm..."
Su Cheng exhaled softly and said, "If it pains you so much, why not go home? The Blue Silver Grass Forest is the most suitable place for you. I have never restricted your freedom, and I gave you a choice back then."
"..."
Ah Yin did not respond.
Besides the faint sound of drizzle cutting through the sky and finally falling among the flowers and branches, there was only her own light breathing.
After a long silence, she finally spoke.
In a voice almost inaudible, she murmured, "So, you still want to drive me away, right?"
Su Cheng withdrew his gaze from the sky and turned to look at Ah Yin.
She still looked into the distance, her expression calm and devoid of waves.
"The past has happened, and it is ultimately irreversible, so everything can never go back."
"..."
Hearing these words, Ah Yin's eyes turned red again. Tears welled up but did not fall.
Her clear blue eyes, as if stirred by tears, shimmered with blurred and splendid colors.
Su Cheng stood up and looked around.