Chapter 510: Xu Ran Seriously Injured, Salas's Greed_1

"Archbishop Salas, you..." Emperor Xue Ye said, his face contorted with rage, ready to burst into a profanity-laden tirade, but then he forcibly suppressed his words. Now was a time of troubles; it was not suitable to create additional disturbances.

The might of the Martial Soul Hall was great, such that even a bishop of the Sky Dou City Spirit Hall dared to be so presumptuous in front of him.

After all, Xu Ran was the envoy from the Star Luo Empire to the Tiandou Empire, and his position within the Star Luo Empire was not insignificant. Yet Salas dared to harbor ill intentions towards Xu Ran.

Ning Fengzhi was equally displeased, but what he felt even more was disdain.

What was Xu Ran's strength?

That would be that of a God level strong!

No matter how powerful the Martial Soul Hall was, could they be stronger than a god?

Even if Qian Dao Liu, Bi Bidong, and a group of other strong individuals attacked together, they wouldn't be a match for Xu Ran.

This was the terrifying aspect of Xu Ran at present!

"Oh, I forgot, Xu Ran is also Sect Master Ning's son-in-law, isn't he? I must have spoken out of turn. The Seven Treasures Glaze Sect is a friend of our Martial Soul Hall, Sect Master Ning, please do not take it to heart," Salas said cheerfully, his gaze sweeping over Xu Ran and landing on the masked woman behind him, his expression a bit dazed.

"This figure is just like that of the Pope's. A wasp waist and a raised behind, slender beautiful legs, it's simply enchanting," Salas thought to himself. However, he didn't believe that she was Pope Bibi Dong, as their demeanors were entirely different. One was noble and graceful, the other seductive and charming.

"It would be wonderful if I could have control over such a person," Salas couldn't help thinking. In his heart, the Pope was the most beautiful woman in the world. As a bishop of the Spirit Hall, he could only gaze upon the Pope's face during his annual visits to the Soul Hall.

Such beauty was incomparable to the vulgar powder used by ordinary women.

Clad in the Pope's Robe, that perfect figure was captivating without showing a hint of flesh, and the dramatically undulating contours could make any man in the world yearn to possess her immediately.

Especially that unattainable noble grace made ambitious men lose sleep at night.

If he could spend a night with the Pope, he would die without regrets.

However, such thoughts were buried deep in his heart, never to be exposed.

Now encountering a woman who resembled the Pope in physique but differed in temperament, like ice and fire, he was somewhat moved.

After all, with a hood covering her head and not looking at the face, he could pretend she was the Pope, and that would satiate him, giving him a sense of achievement.

"Archbishop Salas, what are you looking at?" Xu Ran teased, looking at the bishop dressed in the attire of the Martial Soul Hall, having heard all of what Salas had just said.

Indeed, Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue might bully him severely, but how they would bully him, he didn't know. After all, they were both of the proud and aloof sort, and Xu Ran too had thought it over; he would enjoy the feeling of lying there without moving. After all, the sensation Ye Lingling gave him last time wasn't bad either. He had initially looked down upon that position but unexpectedly discovered it wasn't so bad.

"Lord Xu Ran, I never thought you would become like this, just who did this to you?" Salas laughed without saying a word, his mood extremely joyful upon seeing Xu Ran injured.

It seemed that Xu Ran's injuries were not light.

Xu Ran was very strong, but with such injuries, he was nothing. Maybe, he could even take the opportunity to kill Xu Ran and then go to Martial Soul Hall to claim credit. Maybe the Pope would reward him with a night of pleasure, or at the very least, even if he killed Xu Ran, the Pope would offer him a spot as an Elder.

Being an Elder was far more impressive than being a Platinum Bishop; that was truly the center of power in the Martial Soul Hall.

"There's no need for the bishop to worry about that."

"However, I don't know how much strength Lord Xu Ran can still muster with such injuries," Salas said with a laugh, his eyes gleaming with greed. If he killed Xu Ran, he could take possession of Xu Ran's women, particularly the one pushing Xu Ran's wheelchair who bore a striking resemblance to Bi Bidong. That waist, that buttocks, those beautiful legs—if he could have her, he would be overjoyed.

"Why does the bishop ask me this? Could it be you wish to assassinate me?" Xu Ran suddenly asked. Was Martial Soul Hall really intent on killing him? First, it was Ci Tun Douluo, then Serpent Spear Douluo, followed by Pope Bibi Dong, and now some broke Platinum Bishop also wanted to make a move on him?

Soul Douluo cultivation level, what of it?

Even if he was injured, killing him would still be an easy task.

"Uh... Lord Xu Ran, you misunderstand. I was just concerned about you." Feeling Xu Ran's, as well as Ning Fengzhi's and Emperor Xue Ye's gaze, Salas was startled, even if he had such thoughts, he couldn't show it.

"The strength I can exert now should be around Soul Emperor level, I guess," Xu Ran deliberately understated his power. Since Salas wanted to die, he would grant his wish.

Originally, he didn't want to kill anyone, but seeing the evil glance Salas cast toward Bi Bidong, he felt the urge to kill.

His woman, only he could touch, and only he could entertain such thoughts for her, otherwise, it meant death. He was that domineering.

"Haha. Lord Xu Ran is truly the eternally unmatched peerless genius of legend, to still possess such strength despite grave injuries, truly a rare sight," Salas said, startled when he learned about Xu Ran's young age. On reflecting, he realized Xu Ran's talent truly was of a monstrous level.

But such a genius, if not submissive to Martial Soul Hall, not submissive to him, Salas, was walking a path to death.

"Lord Xu Ran is indeed a prodigy, but it's a pity that the Tiandou Empire has no suitable candidates, otherwise, I would have insisted on having Lord Xu Ran as my son-in-law," Emperor Xue Ye exclaimed, his face full of amazement. He knew of Xu Ran's strength from Ning Fengzhi. Easily defeating two Titled Douluo.

And now, even with severe injuries, his demeanor and aura are extraordinary, truly an exceptional man!

However, his daughter, Xue Ke, had already decided to marry the Great Crown Prince Davis of the Star Luo Empire. Xu Ran, though a natural talent, was not as important as the diplomatic relations between the two nations.

With Xue Ke marrying Davis, the two nations would be even more stable and serve as a warning to Martial Soul Hall.

The alliance between the two great empires was not to be underestimated!

"Emperor Xue Ye is too kind. The Crown Prince and I are close friends. No difference lies in whether Princess Xue Ke marries Brother Dai or me. My fiancee, Zhu Zhuqing, happens to be the younger sister of Brother Dai's fiancee 'Zhu Zhuyun', and our relationship is unbreakable. If Princess Xue Ke were to marry over, with me around, I would ensure she lives a comfortable and happy life," Xu Ran said, each word sincere, revealing his care and affection for Xue Ke. Emperor Xue Ye was deeply moved.

Xu Ran was indeed a gentleman! He even regarded another man's wife as his own cherished love. Such nobility of character is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Ning Fengzhi and Emperor Xue Ye nodded in approval, admiring Xu Ran's refined and gentle manner of speech.

Even Salas could not help but give Xu Ran another look. He had not expected Xu Ran to be a man of such loyalty and integrity. But opposing Martial Soul Hall, he was surely on a path to his demise.