Second Worship's Praise, a Promising Future

In the garden.

Bai Wanwan followed Qian Renxue along the bluestone path, looking at the flowers blooming on either side as she quietly listened to Qian Renxue's stories and responded in a gentle voice.

Since they were close in age and both far more mature than their peers, their conversation gradually brought them closer together.

As they strolled through the garden, Qian Renxue's mood gradually improved. The shattered look in her slightly narrow phoenix eyes had faded, replaced by a touch more color.

Time passed bit by bit.

After making a full round of the garden, Bai Wanwan followed Qian Renxue to the main hall of the Worship Hall.

Inside the imposing, solemn hall.

Golden Crocodile, dressed in a golden robe with white hair and beard, held a cup of hot tea as he listened to Azure Luan's account with great interest.

After Azure Luan finished, Golden Crocodile set his teacup on the table beside him, surprise appearing in his eyes. "Azure Luan, are you saying that the Martial Soul awakened by Guangling's granddaughter is one that even you have never seen before?"

"Yes. I have never seen it before. It is an exceptionally powerful Dragon Type Spirit."

Azure Luan nodded slightly, his tone calm.

As an elder of Spirit Hall, he was highly knowledgeable and well-traveled. Yet the world was vast and full of wonders; it was perfectly normal for a few Martial Souls he had never encountered to appear from time to time.

"A Dragon Type Spirit?"

"How does it compare to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit?"

Golden Crocodile asked curiously.

After all, when it came to Dragon Type Spirits, the most renowned was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit of one of the Upper Three Sects.

"The difference between half a jin of scrap iron and eight liang of gold."

"In terms of quality, I don't think they are comparable at all. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon is half a jin of scrap iron, while Wanwan's Martial Soul is eight liang of gold."

"In terms of attributes, Wanwan's Martial Soul possesses both Water and Ice Attributes. Its Water Attribute grants absolute control, while its Ice Attribute is Ultimate Ice."

As soon as he finished speaking, Azure Luan picked up the hot tea at hand and took a light sip. After pondering it silently, he felt there was nothing wrong with his comparison.

In terms of quality, Bai Wanwan's Martial Soul gave him the impression that it could rival a God-level Spirit such as the Six-Winged Angel. As for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit, it was merely a top-tier Martial Soul.

In terms of attributes, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit had only the lightning attribute, while Bai Wanwan's Martial Soul possessed both water and ice. Moreover, its Water Attribute was absolute control, and its Ice Attribute was Ultimate Ice.

Therefore, whether in quality or attribute control, the two were utterly incomparable.

"After hearing you put it that way, I am genuinely becoming interested in this little girl."

As Golden Crocodile spoke, his gaze turned toward the entrance of the hall.

Azure Luan said nothing, but his eyes also shifted toward the doors.

The hall doors opened from outside, and Qian Renxue and Bai Wanwan came into view.

"Young Master."

After Golden Crocodile and Azure Luan greeted Qian Renxue in unison, their gazes settled on Bai Wanwan.

Qian Renxue smiled and nodded to them before walking toward the seats at the front.

Bai Wanwan bowed to the two men. "Greetings, Second Worship. Greetings, Third Enshrinement."

Seeing Bai Wanwan's bow, Azure Luan was about to say something when Golden Crocodile lightly raised a hand, signaling him not to speak yet.

"Wanwan, I often hear Guangling mention you, but we seem never to have met. How did you know I was the Second Worship rather than one of the other elders?"

Golden Crocodile looked Bai Wanwan up and down.

"Second Worship, I deduced it from the layout of the hall and the arrangement of the seats."

"There are seven seats in the hall, corresponding to the seven elders. The main seat directly ahead belongs to the Grand Elder. There are three seats on each side, and according to the order of precedence, the first seat in the left row should belong to the Second Worship."

Bai Wanwan remained bowed, but her tone was neither servile nor overbearing.

"Not bad powers of observation."

Golden Crocodile smiled and lightly tapped the armrest of his chair with a fingertip. An invisible pressure descended upon Bai Wanwan.

The pressure was not particularly strong. It was merely maintained at the same level as Bai Wanwan's Soul Power.

Feeling the pressure upon her, Bai Wanwan looked at Azure Luan beside her in confusion. But when she saw him nod slightly, she seemed to understand something and remained in her bowing posture.

When Golden Crocodile saw that Bai Wanwan showed no reaction under the pressure, he tapped the armrest once more, and the intensity of the pressure gradually increased.

Level eleven.

Level twelve.

Level thirteen.

When the pressure reached level fifteen, a faint sheen of sweat appeared on Bai Wanwan's forehead. Golden Crocodile's eyes gradually lit up as he looked at her as though she were a piece of Fine Unpolished Jade.

There was naturally no need to say more about the talent of Innate Full Soul Power. It had almost reached the pinnacle of ordinary people.

What Golden Crocodile was seeing now, however, was potential—enormous potential in both Martial Soul attributes and physical constitution.

Golden Crocodile clearly remembered Azure Luan telling him that Bai Wanwan's Martial Soul possessed both water and ice attributes. Its Water Attribute was absolute control, while its Ice Attribute was Ultimate Ice. Both attributes were innately at the very peak.

But physical constitution was different. Bai Wanwan was only six years old, yet she could withstand pressure far beyond her own Soul Power Level. Such physical strength could be improved through later effort, and its room for growth was immense.

The pressure continued to increase bit by bit.

When it reached level eighteen, a Dragon Roar echoed through the hall, and the temperature inside rapidly dropped.

The Water Dragon King Spirit emerged behind Bai Wanwan. Fine ice-blue scales gradually covered her body and arms, adding a touch of nobility to her appearance.

Golden Crocodile carefully examined the Martial Soul behind Bai Wanwan, then lightly shook his head at Azure Luan, indicating that he had never seen this Martial Soul either.

But there was no doubt about its power.

Golden Crocodile even felt that Azure Luan's earlier description had been entirely accurate.

Compared to the Martial Soul behind Bai Wanwan, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit truly was half a jin of scrap iron against eight liang of gold.

"A promising future!"

Golden Crocodile praised her, waving a hand to withdraw the pressure resting on Bai Wanwan and signaling that she could retract her Martial Soul.

Although they had not yet tested the limit of what Bai Wanwan could endure, with his strength as a level ninety-eight Peak Douluo, he could infer much of it. There was no need to continue testing.

Without releasing her Martial Soul, Bai Wanwan could withstand the pressure of level eighteen.

Now that she had released her Martial Soul, she should be able to endure another three to five levels. In other words, Bai Wanwan, who possessed only level ten Soul Power, could withstand Soul Power pressure of at least level twenty.