Watching Shui Bing'er grow increasingly frantic, Yang Tian felt it was enough and stopped teasing her. He said, "Don't worry about the quota. Once I get my fourth ring, I'll go to Tiandou Royal City to solve that problem.
As for the team leader, don't worry either; I'll try my best to trick one over.
And don't panic about the members; I still have two little wives at a high-level Spirit Master academy. If it really doesn't work out, I'll dig them out!"
"..." Shui Bing'er rolled her eyes. Is that your plan? And two little wives...
"You, you have a girlfriend?" Shui Bing'er had never taken Yang Tian's talk of 'little wives' seriously. But now, it seemed Yang Tian really did have a girlfriend. For some reason, Shui Bing'er felt as if a large stone was lodged in her heart, making her extremely uncomfortable.
Yang Tian stared at Shui Bing'er, then pointed to himself and said seriously, "Do I look like someone who can't find a girlfriend?
Hehe, not just one, but two... three! Counting you, that makes four."
"Who wants to be your girlfriend! Scumbag!" Shui Bing'er suddenly flared up, then stomped off to the side bedroom of the suite and locked the door from the inside.
Yang Tian watched all of this in a daze, then smirked triumphantly: "It's good to be angry."
That evening, Yang Tian appeared at the Soul Arena again, though he arrived a bit earlier this time.
As for the reason... it was a system mission!
"Mission: Convince Lin Zhiling to be the host's team leader.
Mission Reward: Ten Brave Coupons!"
Although it wasn't an epic theft coupon, ten Brave Coupons were still quite good.
In the manager's office, Yang Tian's arrival made Lin Zhiling feel as if she was facing a formidable enemy.
This little rascal might look harmless, like a refined young master, but in reality, he was a lecher and a pervert.
"What are you doing here again?" Lin Zhiling's delicate brows furrowed slightly. She regretted it a bit; if she had known this little guy was so difficult to deal with, she shouldn't have provoked him in the first place. Now, she had tried to steal a chicken but lost the rice, getting herself involved instead.
Seeing Lin Zhiling's nervous expression, Yang Tian immediately smiled, leaned on the desk in front of her, and gazed at Lin Zhiling, saying, "Lin Dajiejie, don't you miss me after a day apart?"
Lin Zhiling playfully tapped Yang Tian's head: "Miss your big head, you ghost. What bad idea is this little ruffian cooking up now? If you have something to say, spit it out; otherwise, scram!"
Yang Tian grabbed Lin Zhiling's jade hand, gently kneading it, and said, "A ruffian is a ruffian, why 'little' ruffian?"
Lin Zhiling's jade hand was caught, her face slightly flushed. She then forcefully pulled her hand back and gave a charming smile: "A little brother is just a little brother, small everywhere."
Yang Tian's smile froze. Meow meow, how can I, with my big brother of twenty-plus, endure this from you?
However, today was for serious business. So, he endured.
Lin Zhiling also noticed Yang Tian's expression had become a bit more serious. She immediately gave him a sidelong glance and said, "Be serious. If you have something to say, say it quickly. If I can help, I won't refuse."
Yang Tian smiled upon hearing this and said, "Big sister really knows how to care for people."
"Stop being so informal. Are you going to say it or not?"
"Cough cough, I want to form a team to participate in the next Elite Competition.
I need a team leader."
"You want sister to help you?"
"I want sister!"
"Get lost! Talk to me after you get a golden douhun badge!" Lin Zhiling directly threw a folder to chase him away. Yang Tian fled in disarray, but just as he reached the office door, Lin Zhiling called out to him again, saying, "Your opponent today is a Spirit King with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit, and he's level fifty-nine. Do you have confidence?"
"If I win, will sister kiss me?"
"Scram!"
"Alrighty."
As Yang Tian left, the soul arena outside had already begun.
In the office, Lin Zhiling absentmindedly flipped through files, her mind constantly replaying Yang Tian's mischievous smile and lecherous eyes, unable to shake them off.
"Bastard! Why is he so persistent!" Lin Zhiling tossed the file onto the desk, her watery eyes turning to the LCD screen in the office. On it, Yang Tian had just defeated a Spirit King and was waving towards the camera.
"He could clearly be a male god, but he insists on being a little ruffian!" Lin Zhiling slumped onto the desk dejectedly, her watery eyes filled with indecision.
In the stands, Shui Bing'er stared with a cold face at the ethereal figure on the Dou Hun Stage. In her mind, she was thinking about Yang Tian's words from the hotel earlier that day.
"Three girlfriends, and with you, that makes four!"
Seemingly sensing Shui Bing'er's gaze, Yang Tian waved towards her location, immediately causing a chorus of cheers from the audience near Shui Bing'er.
"Look, the male god waved at me! Do you think he'll ask me to a room after the Dou Hun Stage tonight~"
"What do you mean he waved at you, it was clearly me. The male god must have seen how beautiful I am and wants to have a wonderful relationship with me."
"You all have some self-awareness, the male god is mine..."
Listening to the bickering and cheers of the infatuated girls behind her, Shui Bing'er's resentment towards Yang Tian grew even stronger.
"Bastard, he clearly has a girlfriend, yet he still comes to provoke me!" Shui Bing'er cursed Yang Tian through gritted teeth. But for some reason, she didn't have the urge to just leave.
That man was like a fatal poison; once contaminated, there was no cure.
Her good feelings for him stemmed from his ethereal demeanor and monstrous talent. But her growing affection was due to his roguish charm, his badness without being lewd.
This perfectly summed up the saying, 'Men aren't bad, women don't love them.'
Shui Bing'er sat blankly in the stands. Looking up again, she saw Yang Tian once more ascend the soul arena.
And listening to the discussions around her, this soul arena match was Yang Tian's last one for the day. His opponent, however, was a level fifty-nine Spirit King who possessed the continent's number one Beast Spirit, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit!
"A Spirit King with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit has combat power even stronger than an ordinary Spirit Emperor. Swordsman is probably going to fall this time."
"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon is a genuine Dragon Spirit. It's normal for Swordsman to lose. After all, he's only level forty, still just a Spirit Elder."
In the stands, the shouts for Swordsman to lose grew louder and louder. There was no helping it; although Yang Tian's performance in previous battles was impressive, he hadn't shown overly exaggerated combat. Moreover, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit had long held immense prestige on the continent; Spirit Masters across the land would feel awe just hearing its name.
Shui Bing'er's beautiful eyes turned to the soul arena. He was challenging for consecutive victories to obtain the golden douhun badge. Losing here would mean all his efforts were in vain.
In the manager's office, Lin Zhiling was also following this battle. If Yang Tian's previous opponents were all Spirit Kings, then in this match, Yang Tian was actually facing a Spirit Emperor!
Therefore, even with Yang Tian's extraordinary combat record over the past two days, Lin Zhiling wasn't too optimistic about Yang Tian in this battle.
On the soul arena, Yang Tian's gaze narrowed slightly. A Spirit King with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit was indeed not weaker than an ordinary Spirit Emperor in terms of combat power.
However, what if he was a Spirit Emperor? Without his Martial Soul True Body, he posed no threat to Yang Tian.