Chapter 79: The Sorrowful Saintess’s True Spirit Beast
The battle between Hong Tao and Lei Ji ended, both carried away unconscious, met with a chorus of cheers and applause.
After the tedious display by the Saintess Candidates, it was finally time for the Sorrowful Saintess to appear. Everyone perked up, their attention fully focused.
Rumors about the Sorrowful Saintess of the Sea Concubine Palace varied wildly.
The most widespread stories involved her six teardrop beauty marks, removable eyeballs, perpetual sorrow, and the Variant Water Emperor.
Among these rumors were some truly bizarre ones, such as the claim that the Sorrowful Saintess had been standing since birth, never letting her back touch the ground, whether eating or sleeping, signifying that she had never been defeated.
Even more outrageous were the rumors claiming she was a descendant of the Sea Concubine Palace’s first Palace Master, a war god who, upon returning from a century of battle, discovered her descendant being oppressed by the current Palace Master, forced to eat scraps in a kennel, and, in her fury, bestowed upon her the Variant Water Emperor! (Though, perhaps it should have been in sorrow, not fury…)
The most absurd rumor connected her to a legendary-rank spirit beast, claiming the Sorrowful Saintess was a human-spirit beast hybrid, the offspring of a water-type legendary being.
That would mean she wasn’t even human…
This crossed the line into slander and was immediately suppressed by the Sea Concubine Palace.
Regardless of the rumors, today, at this moment, the world would finally witness the true face of the renowned Sorrowful Saintess!
“I forfeit.”
The next second, Bai Ningying, having just entered the arena, declared without hesitation.
A brief silence. The audience stared at the expressionless, white-haired woman in the center of the Sea Dou Hall, then collectively expressed their confusion.
Wait, this was the final round of the Saintess selection, a life-defining event! Wasn’t she even going to try?
The Sea Concubine Palace members remained relatively calm, but the Spirit Masters from other factions erupted, their anticipation turning to outrage.
A cacophony of angry shouts filled the Sea Dou Hall.
“Hey, you can’t just forfeit!”
“Don’t you even want to see the Sorrowful Saintess’s spirit beast? You spineless woman!!”
“This is the Saintess selection, not a game.”
“Heh, after years of fighting and backstabbing, you think the Sorrowful Saintess will let you off easily after she wins?”
“The Sorrowful Saintess is a fraud! The Sea Concubine Palace is rigged!!!”
“What a waste of that figure! Go back home and raise your kids!”
Bai Ningying stared blankly, bewildered by the barrage of insults and accusations. Why were they attacking her personally?
It seemed they wanted to force her to fight a Saint-rank spirit beast.
But why should she challenge a Saint-rank for no reason?
The Saintess selection had always been a symbolic ritual. The result was predetermined, not the process. Unless a Saintess Candidate experienced some miraculous encounter, it was almost impossible to defeat the appointed Saintess. The higher-ups of the Sea Region factions weren’t fools. They knew who was stronger.
“Silence!!!”
A clear, female voice, amplified by a wave of spirit energy, echoed from the audience, silencing the angry crowd.
All eyes turned towards a short-haired girl in a light blue, pavilion-patterned uniform who was walking towards the arena.
The Cold Court…?
Wait, she looked familiar. She was the chief Saintess Candidate of the Cold Court, holding the same status as Bai He…
Her spirit beast was a high-rank water-type, the Water Swallowing Cloud, though she couldn’t recall the girl’s name.
As countless puzzled gazes followed her, the girl from the Cold Court, a smile on her face, walked up to Bai Ningying and gave her a reassuring look.
Bai He: “?”
Standing in the center of the Sea Dou Hall, the girl from the Cold Court gestured for silence.
As the commotion subsided, she smiled gently and began to explain.
“The Sorrowful Saintess’s renown echoes throughout the Sea Region, yet we only know her name, not her true strength. We know nothing about her.”
“But the Sea Concubine Palace Spirit Masters are different. They live under the shadow of the Sorrowful Saintess. It’s only natural for them to be afraid of offending her.”
“I understand Saintess Candidate Bai He’s fear. I can insult the Sorrowful Saintess and then return to the Cold Court, safe from her Saint-rank spirit beast. But where can Saintess Candidate Bai He go after offending her?”
“…”
She said it—
Did she just call Bai He “Saintess”?
Understanding dawned on the audience. So she was just stirring up trouble. They had thought she was trying to help the Sea Concubine Palace.
As expected of someone from the Cold Court, a master manipulator~~~
Oblivious to the tense, oppressive atmosphere, the girl from the Cold Court smiled, her expression turning slightly sinister.
“Also, I have a question. Everyone knows that the Sorrowful Saintess defeated the Swallow God in the Wind Valley and brought her back to the Sea Concubine Palace.”
“And according to the information released by the Ice Shield Palace front lines, the Sorrowful Saintess’s spirit beasts are: a Water Element, an Ice Spirit, and the Bloodbath Fox Sovereign, Weaver of the Sun!!”
“I want to ask, are the Sea Concubine Palace and the Ice Shield Palace insulting our intelligence?”
As the girl’s serious voice echoed, the atmosphere in the hall became even more tense and silent.
No one believed the official report, but openly questioning it made things even stranger.
Why would the Ice Shield Palace help the Sea Concubine Palace’s Saintess conceal her true strength? Was her spirit beast truly so special that it couldn’t be revealed?
“So, since the Sea Concubine Palace’s Saintess Candidate is afraid to challenge her, I, as the chief Saintess Candidate of the Cold Court, will take her place!”
“Let me make it clear, this is just a friendly match. It will not affect the outcome of the Saintess selection.”
“…”
Ah, this…
This was the Sea Concubine Palace’s Saintess selection! Didn’t the higher-ups need to intervene?
Gong Lianyue glanced at the others, a strange expression on her face. The Six Concubines were watching the girl from the Cold Court with great interest, as if waiting for a good show.
Did they really think only the low-level members wanted to see a Saint-rank spirit beast?
So no one actually took the Saintess selection seriously…
Faced with this situation, the blue-haired girl, her expression cold, reluctantly rose from her chair.
This girl, daring to provoke her so openly, must be prepared to die.
Two high-ranks against one high-rank. She had no reason to complain.
I’m revealing my true colors now. I’ll first use the little fox to put your spirit beast to sleep, and then I’ll crush your head with the scorpion’s pincers!
“Ah, the Variant Water Emperor is coming out!!!!”
“That troublemaker from the Cold Court is about to be torn apart by a Saint-rank spirit beast!!!”
Suddenly, excited screams and cheers erupted from the audience.
Hearing the delusional cries of her brain-dead fans, Gong Lianyue froze, a few drops of cold sweat trickling down her back.
If she actually defeated the Cold Court’s Saintess Candidate in such a brutal and unreasonable manner, she would be the one torn apart…
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