Papal Hall.
The seat standing atop several tiers of steps had once been a position coveted by countless people of Spirit Hall, while the female Pope seated upon it was an unparalleled beauty beyond the reach of innumerable admirers.
She was noble, aloof, naturally beautiful, and breathtakingly gorgeous—like a rose covered in thorns, making people salivate with desire yet unable to approach.
She was ruthless and decisive, and for years, she had never allowed any man within twenty meters of her.
She was perpetually troubled, her brows always furrowed as though she carried endless worries.
But these past few days, Hu Liena had suddenly noticed that her noble and aloof master often sat in her seat in a daze, then began smiling shortly afterward. That smile was incomparably beautiful; even Hu Liena, her disciple, had been stunned by it for quite some time.
After all these years, the Empress had actually smiled for the first time.
Hu Liena, with her short golden hair, stood below the steps and looked up. She had already come all this way, yet Bibi Dong had still not noticed her.
"Master?"
"Hm? Nana, what is it?"
Bibi Dong immediately withdrew her smile and returned to her usual cool and distant demeanor, even when facing her own disciple.
Biting her red lips, Hu Liena asked shyly, "Master, I wanted to ask... who exactly is that boy you've been searching for lately?"
Bibi Dong's exquisite face grew dazed once more.
"I don't know who he is either... it's just..."
Hu Liena's beautiful eyes widened slightly as she asked softly, "Just what?"
Bibi Dong glanced at her, and her smile faded. "Nothing. You may leave for now. If there is any new information about him, notify me as soon as possible."
Hu Liena puffed out her cheeks. She was only twelve years old, after all, and at that moment, she somehow felt as though she had fallen out of favor with her master. Her mood inevitably sank.
"Alright, I understand. Then this disciple will take her leave."
Watching Hu Liena's departing figure, Bibi Dong raised a snow-white arm to lightly support her head, her expression turning melancholy again.
Following up on her earlier words, she murmured to herself, "It's just that... he seems to be the only person in this world who understands me."
"Where exactly are you, Little One..."
"It cracked?!"
Chen Xin cried out in astonishment. At his level, it was easy to keep one's emotions contained, yet upon hearing that the Meteorite Stone had cracked, he still could not suppress his shock.
Lou Gao narrowed his eyes. "What? You didn't do it?"
Chen Xin shook his head with a grave expression.
Gu Rong chuckled. "Could it have been some reclusive master? You Old Scoundrel, it seems your title as the number one attack-type Titled Douluo may not be secure much longer!"
"Get lost. Stop talking nonsense."
Ning Rongrong found the two old men arguing especially amusing and giggled in Chen Xin's arms.
Lou Gao took a deep breath. Folding arms as thick as waists across his chest, he analyzed seriously, "The person who could slash open that Meteorite Stone must be a Super Douluo with Soul Power above Level 95."
However, Gu Rong shook his head after hearing that. "Not necessarily. I once struck that Meteorite Stone with all my strength, so I understand its material very well. This is something only a Level 99 Limit Douluo could accomplish."
Chen Xin nodded. "Though Old Bones usually can't say anything worthwhile, I agree with him on this. It would probably take a Titled Douluo at my father's level to achieve something like this."
Then, as though he had thought of something, he excitedly patted Ning Rongrong on the butt, producing a crisp sound.
"Ahwooo!" Ning Rongrong covered her butt and pouted.
"Lou Gao, quickly, investigate who bought all those meteorite fragments back then!"
"Right, right!"
"I want to see just who this mysterious expert is!"
That night, Chi Xiu chose to meditate to consolidate the Soul Power in his body rather than sleep.
The Asura God Sword was clearly far more powerful than he had imagined. There was no doubt about it—it almost completely suppressed all Sword Martial Souls.
In his newly awakened state, any Sword Soul Master with Soul Power below Level 20 would be unable even to release their Martial Soul when facing him. Even a Soul Elder's Martial Soul would completely lose its combat ability.
Moreover, as long as Chi Xiu concentrated all his hostility and suppression on a single person, even a six-ring Soul Emperor would be helpless against him.
The Great Elder was the best proof of that.
This was the pressure of a superior—absolute and complete pressure.
The next day.
Chi Xiu stopped meditating and stretched lazily, his entire body feeling both relaxed and full of strength.
Sure enough, for Soul Masters, sleeping was practically a waste of time. Meditation could completely replace the time spent sleeping.
But for Chi Xiu, sleeping was a shortcut to becoming stronger.
It was just that he never knew whose bed he would wake up in next... That was a problem. What if he ran into a woman he had "slept with" in real life...
"Something's wrong! Something's wrong!"
"Little Young Master!"
"Hundreds, even thousands of people have gathered outside the sect! I heard they've all come looking for you!"
A servant suddenly ran over in a panic, pounding on Chi Xiu's door again and again.
Chi Xiu's eyes widened. Looking for me? But why?
Bibi Dong? Or that meteorite?
Outside Purple Star Sect.
The entire street had already been packed tight with all sorts of people.
Chenxin's body drifted lightly down from midair. He raised two fingers in a sword gesture and traced an arc of light at his side, and the Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul beneath his feet finally vanished once more.
"What kind of sect is Purple Star Sect? How come I've never heard of it?"
Gu Rong surveyed the surroundings. "This is the border region of the Heaven Dou Empire, far, far away from the heart of Heaven Dou City."
Sword Douluo nodded. Seeing the dense crowd around them, he could not help frowning. "Why have so many other sects come?"
"Wind Sword Sect, Fallen Sword Sect, Sky Sword Sect... Nearly every sword sect in the Heaven Dou Empire is here. Where's Lou Gao? Did he call them over?"
Gu Rong chuckled. "Perhaps they caught wind of something yesterday. Lou Gao is over there. Let's go take a look."
"What did you say?!"
"A child?!"
"And he's fucking six years old? Who are you trying to fool?!"
When Lou Gao became angry, his body seemed to swell several sizes larger. He panted like a bull, the muscles across his body bulging grotesquely.
Seeing that many sects had come here today after hearing of the news, the Great Elder, who considered himself Purple Star Sect's foremost figure, had eagerly run out to receive them in Chi Yuan's place. Who would have thought that Lou Gao would become so worked up that he nearly strangled him to death?
"Senior Lou Gao, please calm down! It really was split by a child! Over a hundred people from Purple Star Sect witnessed it together. How could it be fake?!"
The Great Elder explained with a flushed face. He was arrogant by nature, but before the continent's number one Divine Blacksmith, he could not muster any arrogance at all.
"Lou Gao, calm down. Ask clearly before jumping to conclusions."
Chenxin and Gu Rong slowly approached. The presence of two Titled Douluo was truly extraordinary. The crowd around them instinctively made way, and the miscellaneous sects that had just been about to chime in immediately obediently shut their mouths upon seeing Chenxin.
"Sword Saint Chenxin!"
As though he had seen a celebrity, the Great Elder's legs went weak, and he immediately tried to kneel.
Chenxin raised his sword fingers, and a surge of force rolled out. The Great Elder's knees hung suspended in midair.
"No need for such formality. We are all from the major sects of Heaven Dou City. We heard that the Meteorite Stone in your sect had been cleaved open, so we came to see for ourselves."
"May I ask, was it truly split by a child?"
The Great Elder nodded repeatedly. "Yes! Yes!"
"Six years old?"
Chenxin narrowed his eyes.
The Great Elder continued nodding.
The crowd erupted in an uproar. Chenxin and Gu Rong exchanged a glance, each seeing the shock in the other's eyes.
"What is his Martial Soul? How much Innate Soul Power does he have?"
Chenxin asked impatiently.
"It is the inherited Martial Soul of our Purple Star Sect, the Purple Star Sword, though it has mutated. As for his Innate Soul Power..."
"Full level."
The Great Elder deliberately paused before revealing the answer. This was, after all, the glory of Purple Star Sect. If he did not boast now, then when would he?
"Full level?!"
"My heavens!"
"That obscure Purple Star Sect actually produced a monster with Innate Full Spirit Power!"
The entire street exploded into commotion in an instant.
Every sect valued talent above all else. Each of them hoped to rise to prominence through a genius disciple.
Yet this tiny Purple Star Sect had somehow gotten the advantage!
Chenxin froze for a moment, then suddenly burst into hearty laughter.
"Hahaha, Old Bones, a mutated Martial Soul, Innate Full Spirit Power, and he split that Meteorite Stone the moment he awakened. Can you guess what I'm thinking?"
Gu Rong smiled with narrowed eyes. No one could match the tacit understanding between him and this old companion.
"A sword path inheritance?"
"A sword path inheritance!"
"Hahaha, I knew it. The reason you, Old Scoundrel, never took disciples was because your standards were so damn picky."
The moment those words fell, the other sects listening nearby suddenly became displeased.
The sect master of Wind Sword Sect stepped forward. "Sword Saint Chenxin, although no one on the continent can match your swordsmanship, there is no need for you to come to another sect and steal their people, is there?"
"Yeah."
"That makes sense."
Small groups of people began to chime in. They had only come to watch the excitement, but who would have thought the main character would be a child who had just awakened his martial soul and possessed heaven-defying talent?!
If they didn't poach him for their own sect, how could they possibly live with themselves?!
Who cared about stealing people? Who cared about the Purple Star Sect? They had never even heard of that name. No matter what, they were definitely taking this kid!
But who would have thought Chen Xin also intended to recruit him?
"Not so!"
Chen Xin flicked his sleeve, and the force he released blasted away the crowd pressing forward.
"I merely intend to take him as a disciple in my personal capacity. The child will still belong to the Purple Star Sect and have nothing to do with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
Hah, that was just something he said for appearances' sake... Everyone shared the same thought.
The Wind Sword Sect's sect master immediately raised his hand.
"Me! I, the Wind Sword Sect's sect master, also promise to take that child as my disciple in my personal capacity!"
Once one sect spoke up, the others immediately lost their composure and rushed to speak.
"Me! I, the Fallen Sword Sect's sect master, also in my personal capacity! I'll even give this child a soul bone!"
"Me! I, the Sky Sword Sect's sect master! In my personal capacity! I'll cover all of this child's soul rings!"
"I'll take that kid in and raise him like my father! Whoever the hell tries to steal my dad, I'll make trouble for them!"
All manner of temptations emerged one after another. Chen Xin could not be bothered to watch this bunch of weaklings squabble and walked straight toward the Great Elder. But the Great Elder was already too stunned to speak, so Chen Xin had no choice but to address Chi Yuan beside him.
"You are the Purple Star Sect's sect master?"
"Yes! Yes, I am! I'm also that child's father!"
Chi Yuan answered excitedly.
Chen Xin smiled and nodded. "You've seen our sincerity. Why not inform the child and have him come out to meet us? Of course, none of us will make things difficult for him."
After hearing this, Chi Yuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and nodded. He then immediately ran into the sect.
"Son! Little Xiu!"
"Many sects have come outside! Sword Douluo Chen Xin is here too! Do you want to go out and meet them? Chen Xin wants to take you as a disciple in his personal capacity. Are you willing?"
Chi Yuan pushed open the door and saw Chi Xiu sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.
"Son?"
Chi Xiu opened his eyes, which shone as brightly as gemstones.
He let out a breath, utterly calm.
"I won't meet them, and I'm not willing to become anyone's disciple."
Chi Yuan froze. Chi Xiu chuckled, then continued.
"Dad, open the sect gates and let only Senior Lou Gao enter. Have him deliver the promised gift first."
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