Intimidation!

"Mm, talent like this indeed qualifies him to become the Martial Soul Hall Saint Child." The elders all nodded. Innate Level 20 Soul Power and a top-tier humanoid Martial Soul—such talent was unparalleled in the world. If someone like him did not qualify to become the Spirit Hall's Saint Child, then who did? Although he had only awakened his Martial Soul at the age of twelve, with his Innate Level 20 Soul Power, it should not take him long to catch up, perhaps even surpass the others. The years he had lost were regrettable, but still acceptable.

However, when they thought of Long Yun only awakening his Martial Soul at twelve, they wanted to find whoever had delayed his awakening and beat them senseless. That person was inhuman! They had wasted several precious years of Long Yun's cultivation. If he had begun cultivating at six, his Soul Power would surely be at least above Level 40 by now! Level 40 at twelve—they grew excited just thinking about it. He would have broken the record for the youngest Soul Ancestor on the continent. No, he would have broken every record and become the continent's number one. The thought made their hearts ache with regret!

The enshrinements did not immediately state their positions. Though they greatly acknowledged Long Yun's talent, objectively speaking, he was indeed qualified to become the Spirit Hall's Saint Child. However, he was Bibi Dong's disciple, and his stance differed somewhat from theirs. They could not casually declare their support; everything still depended on their eldest brother's opinion. Thus, they all turned their eyes toward Qian Daoliu, waiting for his response.

Bibi Dong is far too impatient. She has only just taken in this disciple, yet she is already eager to pave the way for him, Qian Daoliu thought.

"Isn't the Pope being a little too hasty? You have only just accepted him as your disciple, yet you are already eager to establish him as the Martial Soul Hall Saint Child. Is that not too rash? He has only just entered the Spirit Hall and is still unfamiliar with it. He has not developed even the slightest sense of identification or belonging toward the Spirit Hall. Is it really appropriate to make him the Martial Soul Hall Saint Child? What if he harbors ulterior motives toward the Spirit Hall?" Qian Daoliu asked as he looked at Bibi Dong. These were also his concerns. Someone who had only just joined the Spirit Hall should not be made Saint Child so quickly, even if he was the Pope's disciple. The position of Saint Child was no joke; it was of vital importance to the Spirit Hall. How could it be handed so easily to a newcomer? This was not some child's game where one could simply do as one pleased.

Still, he highly acknowledged Long Yun's talent. No one understood the power of a God-level Martial Soul better than he did. It was far beyond what any top-tier Martial Soul could compare to. Especially for someone with a God-level Martial Soul and Innate Level 20 Soul Power—such a person could bring the God-level Martial Soul's power to its absolute limit and fully display its might. Even Qian Daoliu envied that. Though he too possessed a God-level Martial Soul, his Innate Soul Power had only been Level 10, not Level 20. Thus, he had not fully unleashed the strength of his God-level Martial Soul. Otherwise, he would have been invincible among those of the same level. Even Tang Chen, his lifelong rival, might not have been his match, even on land.

He had also seen Innate Level 20 Soul Power before. It belonged to the greatest pride of his life—his granddaughter, Qian Ren Xue. Qian Ren Xue's Innate Soul Power was Level 20, and her talent could be called the greatest in ten thousand years. Tang Hao, the so-called number one genius on the continent, was utterly no match for Qian Ren Xue in terms of talent. Innate Level 20 Soul Power was no empty phrase. Precisely because he had a granddaughter with Innate Level 20 Soul Power, Qian Daoliu understood even better how terrifying it was. Thus, he attached great importance to Long Yun. If Bibi Dong had not taken him as a disciple first, Qian Daoliu would have been unable to resist accepting him himself. This talent truly tempted him!

It was just a pity that Bibi Dong had gotten there first. He could not bring himself to fight Bibi Dong over a disciple at his age, so he could only sigh inwardly. Master and disciple—we are not fated to be.

Precisely because he knew how terrifying Long Yun's talent was, Qian Daoliu did not have much objection to Long Yun becoming the Martial Soul Hall Saint Child. In fact, he was quite pleased to see it happen. Two people with Innate Level 20 Soul Power had appeared in the Spirit Hall at once. For the Spirit Hall, this was simply tremendous news. With the two of them in the Spirit Hall, why would they need to worry about unifying the continent? Of course, the prerequisite was that Long Yun remained loyal to the Spirit Hall and would not betray it.

If Long Yun truly proved loyal to the Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu even considered marrying his granddaughter to him. A fine grandson-in-law like this was hard to find!

Qian Daoliu's words also plunged the elders and enshrinements into thought. Indeed, it was somewhat inappropriate to make someone who had only just joined the Spirit Hall its Saint Child so quickly. This matter was too important to handle carelessly. Moreover, Long Yun had no real feelings for the Spirit Hall yet, and there was no guarantee that he would not betray it. If he were to harbor harmful intentions toward the Spirit Hall in the future, would they not be inviting a wolf into their home?

This matter could not be settled so easily. Although Long Yun's talent was sufficient, his character still needed to be examined! Everyone came to the same conclusion.

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. This old fellow really was determined to oppose her! "Elders, rest assured. I can guarantee that there is absolutely no problem with Long Yun's character. Though he may not yet have deep feelings for the Spirit Hall, feelings can be cultivated. So long as the Spirit Hall treats him sincerely, I believe he will also treat the Spirit Hall sincerely. He is not an ungrateful person!" Bibi Dong declared.

Although she had not spent much time with Long Yun, she could tell from their brief interactions that he had a gentle nature and valued loyalty and affection. This could be seen from the way he got along with Na Na. Furthermore, she had learned about Long Yun from Hu Liena and learned of his past. He was a pitiful person, now utterly alone and without support. Other than the Spirit Hall, he had nowhere else to go. On that basis alone, Bibi Dong believed that Long Yun would surely develop a sense of belonging toward the Spirit Hall and come to regard it as his home. Therefore, she was not worried in the least that he would betray the Spirit Hall in the future. Having occupied a high position for so many years, Bibi Dong possessed at least that much judgment.

Upon hearing Bibi Dong's words, everyone fell into thought again. The Pope's words did make some sense. A lack of belonging now did not mean there would be none in the future. Feelings could indeed be cultivated, but they still hesitated.

"Elders and enshrinements, there is no need for so much concern. I can make you all a promise. After Long Yun is made Saint Child, should he do anything that harms the Spirit Hall, I alone will bear all responsibility. And if his conduct fails to meet the elders' expectations, I will personally strip him of his Saint Child status and give you an explanation! Do you still have any objections?" Bibi Dong said in a deep voice. At that moment, her Pope's majesty and Soul Power Pressure erupted simultaneously, pressing down on several elders until they could scarcely breathe.

Feeling Bibi Dong's pressure, Qian Daoliu raised a brow. It seems Bibi Dong's Soul Power has improved again recently. I did not expect her to have reached this point already. Qian Daoliu was somewhat shocked. Bibi Dong's cultivation speed had exceeded his expectations. Though he and Bibi Dong were at odds due to certain matters—even hostile toward each other—he still had to admit, from the perspective of his experience, that Bibi Dong's talent was extraordinarily rare. She was likely no inferior to Tang Chen! No wonder Xue'er had reached Innate Level 20 Soul Power. It was probably largely because of her mother!

Golden Crocodile Douluo, standing beside Qian Daoliu, narrowed his eyes. Level 98! Golden Crocodile Douluo cried inwardly. He himself was a Level 98 Super Douluo, so he could naturally sense Bibi Dong's Soul Power Level. Judging from this Soul Power Pressure, it was undoubtedly Level 98. This cultivation speed was simply too fast! She was nearly catching up to him. Golden Crocodile Douluo could not help becoming cautious. In the past, when there had been a gap in their Soul Power, he had been confident that he could contend against Bibi Dong. But now that they were at the same level, he had little confidence. Although Bibi Dong's Martial Soul was, like his own, a top-tier Martial Soul and could be said to be evenly matched with his, the poison it possessed was truly troublesome. He did not dare let even the slightest bit touch him. Added to that, she possessed Twin Martial Souls, so her combat strength could not be judged by ordinary standards at all. If they truly fought, he would most likely lose—or even die! Even with his proud nature, he had no choice but to admit that he was inferior to Bibi Dong.

The elders and enshrinements all trembled inwardly upon sensing that pressure. Their gazes toward Bibi Dong held a trace of fear. Beneath this pressure, they felt an immense suppression that gave them the sense that they could not resist. It made them realize just how terrifying the strength of this Pope truly was.

A faint golden Soul Power spread from Qian Daoliu's body, drifting through the hall like wisps of smoke. Though it appeared to float slowly, in the blink of an eye it had spread throughout the entire hall. This faint golden Soul Power seemed to contain an incomparably sacred and powerful energy. The instant it appeared, Bibi Dong's pressure vanished without a trace.

Bibi Dong's gaze sharpened. This old fellow really was formidable! A Limit Douluo truly was powerful.

"Since the Pope has made such a guarantee, we can say nothing further. Long Yun may become the Martial Soul Hall Saint Child. However, I hope the Pope will properly guide this disciple of yours. Otherwise, if he does anything that harms the Spirit Hall, this old man will not stand idly by," Qian Daoliu said seriously, a sharp light gleaming in his eyes.

The reason he had dispersed Bibi Dong's Soul Power Pressure just now was to intimidate her and let her know that the Spirit Hall was not hers to dominate alone. If her disciple truly did something, he still had the ability to punish him. Even she, his teacher, would not be able to protect him.

Clearly, Qian Daoliu had agreed to let Long Yun become the Martial Soul Hall Saint Child. Since Bibi Dong had made such a guarantee, he had no reason to oppose it.

"I will naturally guide my own disciple. There is no need for the Great Enshrinement to concern himself with that," Bibi Dong said. "Do any of you still have objections?" Bibi Dong looked toward the elders. The elders exchanged looks, hesitated for a moment, then said in unison, "We shall follow the Pope's arrangements in all things!"

Bibi Dong's display just now had already intimidated them. With even the Great Enshrinement agreeing, what reason did they have to object? If they objected now, they would simply be seeking death!

Bibi Dong smiled faintly at the sight. Her goal had been achieved.

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