Would you be willing to become my disciple?
Hearing those words, Ling Chang'an could not help but glance at Bibi Dong's thighs. There was only one thought in his mind: thighs this long and white—no, that powerful—he would be a fool not to cling to them!
Right now, his legs were full of thoughts...
In truth, ever since Ling Chang'an had been born in Spirit City, he had already been branded as part of Spirit Hall. That was beyond doubt. Rather than trying to clear his name and join Tang San and the others, he might as well stick with Spirit Hall. It was much more straightforward.
Besides, Ling Chang'an felt that he might not necessarily lose to Tang San and the others!
"Disciple Ling Chang'an greets Master!"
Rather than saying whether he was willing or unwilling, Ling Chang'an directly performed the ceremony of taking a master, swiftly confirming their master-disciple relationship.
Seeing this, Ghost nodded to himself. This child knew how to read the situation, and his reaction speed and decisiveness were more mature than those of most children his age. His decisive acceptance of Bibi Dong as his master had earned him quite a few points as well.
At the same time, Ghost knew that his attitude toward Ling Chang'an would need to change in the future. So far, the Pope only had one true personal disciple: Hu Liena. The others were merely nominal disciples.
Given Ling Chang'an's current circumstances, he might even be able to contend for the position of Holy Son in the future!
Bibi Dong nodded in satisfaction and said gently, "Very well. From this day onward, you are my second personal disciple. I am also the only person in this world with Twin Martial Souls, so I can properly guide you."
"Starting tomorrow, you will attend Spirit Hall Academy. Ghost, arrange for Ling Chang'an to study with Liena and the others. He and Liena are to come to me for a lesson once every two days. Also, this is a token granting entry to my palace. Keep it safe."
Bibi Dong gave a simple rundown of the arrangements, then flicked her slender white finger. A token landed in Ling Chang'an's hand.
The token was dark black, without any flashy decorations. Both sides bore only a single elegant character: "Dong." It was Bibi Dong's personal token.
Ghost nodded to show that he understood. Bibi Dong was clearly placing Ling Chang'an's arrangements in his hands.
After giving her instructions, Bibi Dong prepared to rise and leave. After all, she was the Pope, and she had recently reached a critical point in her confrontation with the Hall of Elders. She still had many matters to attend to.
Just then, a knight suddenly entered the hall to report that the Red-Clothed Archbishop had personally brought another child. He said the child's Martial Soul was unusual and wished for the Pope to decide how to handle it.
Bibi Dong naturally nodded. Then Ling Chang'an saw the Red-Clothed Archbishop who had said he wanted to bring him to meet the Pope in the Martial Soul Awakening Hall enter, with a young girl following beside him.
The girl wore a white dress that looked worn but was very clean. Her somewhat messy hair covered half her face, and perhaps because of her low self-esteem, she kept her head lowered, making it impossible to see her features clearly.
"Your Holiness, this girl's Martial Soul is somewhat unusual. I ask that you make a decision," the Red-Clothed Archbishop said respectfully.
"Oh? Tell me about it." Bibi Dong glanced at Ling Chang'an before speaking. Ling Chang'an had already been the greatest gain from this Martial Soul Awakening. Could there really be someone even more extraordinary than him?
"Muxi, release your Martial Soul," the Red-Clothed Archbishop said gently.
The little girl nodded, then timidly opened her small hand. Purple light emerged, and a purple flower appeared before everyone.
It was an unknown purple flower, but there was no denying that it looked quite lovely. At the very least, it gave people a comfortable feeling.
"What is the function of your Martial Soul? Do you know?" Bibi Dong asked. She had never seen such a Martial Soul before.
"P-Pope, my Martial Soul is a sup...support-type Martial Soul. Its name is Purple Lilac. At present, the feedback it gives me is that I can temporarily share my Soul Power with Soul Masters whose Soul Power is weak, replenishing their Soul Power."
The little girl kept her head lowered as she answered timidly, occasionally stammering.
Hearing this, a term immediately popped into Ling Chang'an's mind. Wasn't this just a power bank?
Bibi Dong and Ghost, both Titled Douluo, fell into thought upon hearing this. After about a minute, Bibi Dong finally said to the Red-Clothed Archbishop:
"Arrange for her to enter Spirit Hall Academy as well. We will see after she obtains her Soul Ring. Also, Duolunka, make your preparations. Tomorrow, I will appoint you vice principal of Spirit Hall Academy!"
Duolunka naturally nodded in delight and declared that he would serve loyally unto death. He knew that from now on, he would be Bibi Dong's representative at Spirit Hall Academy. After all, the academy had previously been controlled by certain Spirit Hall nobles.
Once everything was settled, Ling Chang'an finally left Papal Hall under Ghost's guidance. Before leaving, he looked once more at his powerful backer. Mm, long and white—perfect for hugging.
However, as he passed the girl named Muxi, Ling Chang'an casually glanced at her and discovered that she was rather pretty as well. Her peach blossom eyes, in particular, added greatly to her charm.
Once she grew up, she would be another beauty capable of toppling a nation.
After leaving Papal Hall, Ghost patted Ling Chang'an on the shoulder and encouraged him. "Study well under the Pope. Perhaps we may become colleagues in the future. Go home and make your arrangements today. Report to Spirit Hall Academy tomorrow. I have already arranged for someone to deliver your identity token and admission documents for the academy to your home."
Ling Chang'an's body shook upon hearing this. Not for any other reason, but purely because he was stunned by Spirit Hall's efficiency. They had already investigated his family for eighteen generations so quickly?
Fortunately, Ling Chang'an's background was clean, so he was not afraid of Spirit Hall's investigation.
"Then thank you very much, sir. Might I ask your name? In the future, I can bring my parents to thank you properly." Ling Chang'an first clasped his fists in thanks, then took the opportunity to ask.
Ghost had not expected the child to be so well-mannered. Still, he was happy to befriend such a young man. He rubbed Ling Chang'an's head and said:
"His Holiness calls me Ghost, so you may call me Ghost as well. There is no need for thanks. You are the Pope's student, so there is no need to be so formal with me."
To his surprise, Ling Chang'an shook his head and said firmly, "Then I'll call you Uncle Ghost. Seniority must not be confused. Uncle Ghost, I'll head home first. Bye-bye."
After saying goodbye, Ling Chang'an jogged away from Papal Hall, leaving Ghost behind to sigh in reflection.
"Uncle Ghost... This is the first time I've seen a child so polite, and so skilled at seizing an opening to climb higher. Interesting, very interesting."
Just as Ghost was making his assessment of Ling Chang'an, Ling Chang'an, who was jogging along, grinned to himself and thought:
So he really is that Guimei Douluo. And he didn't refuse when I called him Uncle Ghost, so we've grown closer. One powerful backer in the form of a teacher isn't enough. This Guimei Douluo is also a powerful figure in Papal Hall, so naturally I need to build a good relationship with him too.
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