The matters from today are finally settled.
But looking at the devastated scene before them, coupled with the significant commotion earlier, the group exchanged glances.
Although this place is secluded, it is, after all, near Spirit City, and it will inevitably attract attention.
So, Azure Luan stepped forward and plowed the surrounding ground again with Wind Blades. Broad Hill, understanding his intention, added a few arrows to create the appearance of a sparring match between the two.
Anyway, after a series of actions, the valley was gone, directly filled in by the surrounding collapsed hills.
The surrounding areas of the valley also suffered, with trees scattered by Wind Blades and the ground filled with large pits blasted out by arrows, completely concealing the previous traces.
The group then returned to the city, even running into Spirit Hall personnel who came to investigate. They left a sentence saying it was just the two of them sparring and continued towards Spirit City.
As for whether those people would investigate further or return directly, that was not their concern. They had already provided an explanation, and they didn't care whether they believed it or not.
After returning to the city, Han Li and the others tried the previous operation again for the next few days.
It wasn't until they could quickly stabilize and it was no different from regular cultivation that Han Li became busy again.
There were many things to deal with. The first was that Shui Bing'er had to go home and obtain her Second Soul Ring.
She had only become a disciple recently, and there were no suitable Soul Beasts for her directly in Spirit City. However, they had gathered information that a Water Condensing Flying Luan of over four thousand years was appearing in the Frozen Forest, which was perfect for her Second Soul Ring.
But the problem was that her current physique couldn't keep up. Han Li had been helping her refine Whale Oil these past few days to quickly improve her physique.
The second thing was about the Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
Han Li reported this matter to the Elder Hall as soon as he returned, and he even brought the two girls to demonstrate the results.
The headache came from this, as Qian Daoliu directly approached him.
It should be known, where is Han Li's Martial Soul Fusion Skill most applicable? Without a doubt, it is definitely the Angel Legion.
That is a large group of two-winged Angel Martial Souls, and they absolutely believe in the Angel God.
But both Han Li and Qian Daoliu were very clear that Han Li could not teach them for a long time, nor should he teach them for a long time.
First, now is Han Li's best time for cultivation, and it cannot be wasted.
Second, that is Spirit Hall's, or rather the Qian Family's, private army, and it is not appropriate to do so. This is not the same as Han Li's previous efforts to win over the Elders.
Then, after Han Li taught them once, he decisively gave up.
Moreover, Han Li also deeply understood a truth: people are different. Even with his personal instruction, there were Soul Sages who frequently made mistakes, showing that the relationship between talent and intelligence is not positively correlated.
So, he is now gnawing on his pen, racking his brains to figure out how to create a simplified, three-step cultivation manual for that group of Angel Legion members who only know how to praise the Angel God to follow.
As for his previous speculation about the Star Luo Dai Family, Broad Hill told him that Qian Daoliu had already sent people to investigate secretly, and they just needed to wait for the results.
Just like that, half a month later, Azure Luan left with Shui Bing'er, whose physique had temporarily reached its limit.
And Han Li finally created a manual based on his previous life's elementary school Chinese textbooks, the kind with pictures and explanations, and threw it to the Angel Legion to follow.
Just when he finally breathed a sigh of relief, Broad Hill returned from the Elder Hall with a face full of joy.
The first sentence he said upon entering was: "Xiao Li, the Holy Son's matter has been finalized. In three days, your new identity will spread throughout the continent."
"There won't be any more ceremonies, will there? And what news has been announced?"
Han Li asked subconsciously upon hearing Broad Hill's words.
"Don't worry, the ceremony is very simple, not public, and will be held within Spirit Hall. At that time, you just need to attend and go through the motions."
"As for your news, considering your age, only your name and Martial Soul, the Ice Fire Divine Dragon Bow, will be announced to the public. Even your portrait will not be leaked, so you can rest assured."
Broad Hill looked at his frowning disciple and replied with some amusement.
Although Han Li chose to step into the limelight, Broad Hill was still familiar with his nature and had naturally taken care of everything.
"Oh, that's good."
Han Li breathed a sigh of relief. He is still taking the high-level route and doesn't want to be stared at like a giant panda as soon as he goes out.
"At that time, don't be timid. Our dear Pope will be bestowing the crown upon you."
Broad Hill winked at him and teased.
"That's no problem. In front of so many people, if she tries to embarrass me, she'll only end up embarrassing herself."
Han Li wasn't worried about this at all, and said with a normal expression.
"Tsk, you're no fun to talk to."
Broad Hill clicked his tongue and pouted.
"Alright, I've already informed you anyway. Prepare yourself well. I have other things to do, so I'll be leaving first."
"Oh, right, don't cultivate for now. Someone will come to measure your height and build later to tailor your clothes."
Broad Hill had already reached the courtyard when he turned back to add that last sentence. The three days passed in the blink of an eye, and soon it was the day of the Holy Son's investiture.
Broad Hill looked Han Li up and down, who was wearing a gorgeous white-gold mianfu and had his hair neatly styled, and said with satisfaction, "Not bad, you actually look the part."
Han Li looked helplessly at Broad Hill, who was still joking with him, and said, "Alright, Master, we should leave."
"Alright, alright, in a few hours, I'll have to call you 'Holy Son Your Highness'."
Broad Hill turned and walked out, not forgetting to tease him one last time.
Han Li shook his head, said nothing, and looked at the two women beside him: "Let's go, we should follow."
...
In the square in front of the Pope's Hall.
At this time, most of the Spirit Hall personnel from Spirit City were gathered here. Except for those who needed to perform guard duties, almost everyone was present.
Some of the middle and lower-level Spirit Hall personnel were still whispering and guessing what important event was going to be announced today.
On the contrary, the high-level personnel who already knew everything kept silent and just waited for the opening.
Under the gaze of everyone, the door of the Pope's Hall was slowly opened.
A guard of honor composed of twelve Red-Clothed Bishops walked out from the side door and stood on both sides.
"His Majesty the Pope has arrived."
As a voice rang out in the square, the crowd in the entire square fell silent, bowed and saluted, and shouted, "Greetings, Your Excellency the Pope."
After the salute, everyone turned their attention to Bibi Dong on the central steps.
But what surprised them was that today, the person appearing behind her was not the two Titled Douluo they were familiar with, but a jade-faced youth.
Bibi Dong expressionlessly glanced at the crowd below, her voice amplified by Soul Power, spreading throughout the entire square.
"After a unanimous decision by the Pope's Hall and the Elder Hall, from today onwards, Han Li will be the Spirit Hall Saint Child."
After saying that, she turned sideways and reached out to take the white-gold crown handed over by a Red-Clothed Bishop with both hands, and placed it on Han Li's head, thus completing the ceremony.
Before the Spirit Hall personnel behind could react, they heard the high-level personnel in front already bowing and saluting again, shouting "Greetings, Holy Son Your Highness", so they could only follow suit in confusion.
And by the time they looked up again, they found that the steps in front were already empty.
Whether it was the Pope or the new Holy Son, they had disappeared. Many of them hadn't even seen the Holy Son's face clearly.
The remaining time was spent with the Red-Clothed Bishops organizing their orderly departure.
In short, after coming here today, they only understood one thing, and that was that after today, the Spirit Hall would have a mysterious Holy Son Your Highness named Han Li.
...
At this time, our Holy Son Your Highness, rejected the subsequent banquet and was rushing home with all his might.
It wasn't that he didn't want to talk to other people. Anyway, those high-level people had already remembered him. It was just that at the moment the ceremony was completed, he once again received contact from his obedient son, who hadn't been in touch for a long time.
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