Divine Aura, Apprenticeship to Golden Crocodile

Qian Daoliu's eyes narrowed imperceptibly as he carefully scrutinized Bai Wanwan from head to toe, as though he had discovered something that interested him.

Noticing Qian Daoliu's gaze, Guangling immediately spoke up to introduce him to Bai Wanwan. "Wanwan, this is the Grand Elder."

After the brief introduction, Guangling set Bai Wanwan back on the ground.

"Greetings, Grand Elder."

Bai Wanwan bowed respectfully to Qian Daoliu.

"Promising future."

"Rise. Cultivate well from now on."

Qian Daoliu gave Bai Wanwan a slight nod, then led Qian Renxue toward the Worship Hall. Yet his gaze would occasionally drift toward Bai Wanwan at his side.

He had sensed a trace of an aura belonging to a God from Bai Wanwan.

Although that trace was exceedingly faint, so faint it was nearly undetectable, Qian Daoliu, as a Divine Envoy, had still caught it keenly.

That was also why he had said Bai Wanwan had a promising future.

"To receive praise from the Grand Elder, Wanwan, you must cultivate diligently in the future."

"Oh, right. I heard from Golden Crocodile and Azure Luan that even they had never seen the Martial Soul you awakened. Once we enter the Worship Hall, release it and let Grandfather have a look."

"And the other Elders as well. Grandfather will introduce them to you later."

Guangling took out a small arrow and continuously spun it between his fingers, his eyes full of amusement.

Bai Wanwan possessed great talent, so naturally, he was happy as her grandfather.

What was more, Bai Wanwan had even received praise from Grand Elder Qian Daoliu. Among the younger generation, those who could earn praise from the Grand Elder were few and far between.

They entered the Worship Hall.

Under Guangling's introduction, Bai Wanwan greeted Xiongshi, Qian Jun, and Jiang Mo, the three Elders she was meeting for the first time. Then, at Guangling's signal, she released her Martial Soul: the Water Dragon King.

The instant her Martial Soul appeared, the temperature in the hall rapidly dropped. A yellow hundred-year Spirit Ring flickered continuously beneath Bai Wanwan's feet.

The moment Bai Wanwan released her Martial Soul, all the Elders' gazes focused on the Martial Soul behind her.

But after examining it closely and realizing they had never seen such a Martial Soul before, the Elders turned their gazes toward Qian Daoliu in the seat of honor, hoping to receive an answer from the Grand Elder.

Qian Daoliu silently watched Bai Wanwan's Martial Soul, then gently shook his head, indicating that he had never seen it either.

After a while.

Bai Wanwan withdrew her Martial Soul into her body and stood respectfully beside Guangling.

"Cough~"

Golden Crocodile lifted the teacup at hand and gave a light cough, discreetly casting a glance at Guangling as though reminding him of something.

Having received Golden Crocodile's reminder, Guangling picked up the teacup beside him and handed it to Bai Wanwan. He spoke softly, "Wanwan, go offer the Second Worship a cup of tea. From now on, the Second Worship will be your teacher."

As he spoke, Guangling reached out and ruffled Bai Wanwan's hair.

"Okay, Grandfather."

Bai Wanwan agreed and carried the teacup over to Golden Crocodile.

"Disciple Bai Wanwan greets Teacher."

Bai Wanwan bowed and offered him the teacup in her hands, her manner exceedingly respectful.

"Good. From now on, you are this old man's disciple."

Golden Crocodile accepted the teacup, took a small sip, then set it down. He took out a bracelet and placed it in Bai Wanwan's hand. "This is a Storage Soul Tool. The space inside should be enough for your daily use. Consider it your gift for becoming my disciple."

"Thank you, Teacher."

Bai Wanwan thanked him, then put the bracelet on her wrist and examined it closely. It was quite pretty.

"Tomorrow morning, your teacher will continue teaching you Body Tempering."

Golden Crocodile nodded in satisfaction, his tone very kind.

Guangling, seated nearby, looked at the Storage Bracelet on Bai Wanwan's wrist, then at Golden Crocodile's satisfied expression. An odd thought suddenly arose in his heart.

Could Golden Crocodile have had his eye on my granddaughter all along? He even prepared the apprenticeship gift in advance.

But despite his thoughts, Guangling's expression did not change in the slightest, and he continued spinning the small arrow in his hand.

Bai Wanwan, meanwhile, returned to Guangling's side and stood obediently, quietly listening to the conversation among the Elders.

From their discussion, Bai Wanwan learned that Saintess Bibi Dong had already been designated by the Grand Elder as the Next Pope, and her Inauguration Ceremony would be held three days later.

And after Bibi Dong assumed the position, the next matter would be Qian Renxue going to the Heaven Dou Empire as an Undercover.

Bai Wanwan secretly glanced at Qian Renxue, who sat beside Qian Daoliu, then lowered her head in thought.

Bibi Dong becoming Pope was already a foregone conclusion, but Qian Renxue going to the Heaven Dou Empire as an Undercover was something she could still interfere with.

After three months together, her relationship with Qian Renxue had become very close.

But there were two main problems with preventing Qian Renxue from going undercover. First, could she even stop it? After all, although she was Guangling's granddaughter, she clearly had no say in such a major matter at present.

If she wanted to stop it, she would mainly have to rely on her grandfather Guangling. But strictly speaking, Guangling only had the right to speak, not the right to decide. The true decision rested in the hands of the Grand Elder, or with Qian Renxue herself.

Secondly, there was the impact it would bring. As a transmigrator, her greatest trump card was her grasp of the plotline. If she stopped this from happening, the repercussions would be enormous.

The most obvious point was that the Heaven Dou Imperial Family's First Prince, Second Prince, and Third Prince would not die untimely deaths. Yet with just that small change, the Heaven Dou Empire's development might veer somewhere she had never anticipated.

Bai Wanwan lightly rubbed the corner of her clothes between her fingers as she swiftly calculated in her heart.

After a long while, Bai Wanwan glanced up at Qian Renxue again and decided to see whether she could stop it.

As for the consequences that would follow, she would deal with them later.

Sneaking a glance at Guangling beside her, Bai Wanwan quickly began planning in her heart how, when the time came, she could get her Grandfather to initiate the fight first, then have the other consecrated guardians join in.

As for Bai Wanwan herself, she could not start this fight, nor could she even join it.

The reason was simple: she was scared.

Bibi Dong, when she was thinking normally, had ability when ability was needed, tactics when tactics were needed, and resolve when resolve was needed.

But the current Bibi Dong, while her thoughts appeared perfectly normal on the surface, might not be so beneath it.

Although Bai Wanwan had not dealt much with Bibi Dong so far, she knew that after Bibi Dong killed Qian Xunji and devoured his soul, she had begun the Rakshasa God's trial.

A clear-minded Bibi Dong was terrifying.

And a Bibi Dong whose mind might no longer be normal under the Rakshasa God's influence was even more terrifying.

Because you could never know, nor could you guess, what exactly she wanted to do.