First Meeting with the Golden Generation

After entering the city, Luo Ling followed Bibi Dong to the Papal Hall.

Spirit Hall consisted of three halls: the Papal Hall, the Elder Hall, and the Worship Hall. Aside from the Worship Hall, Bibi Dong essentially had the final say in Spirit Hall.

Upon arriving at the Papal Hall, a Platinum Bishop came forward to greet them.

"Greetings, Pope!" The Platinum Bishop bowed slightly in a respectful salute.

Bibi Dong nodded, then looked at Luo Ling. "Arrange accommodations for this child. He is my newly accepted disciple."

The Platinum Bishop raised his head in surprise and looked at Luo Ling beside her. Luo Ling returned the look with a smile.

"Understood." The Platinum Bishop nodded.

Ordinarily, the Pope's disciples were qualified to become the next Pope, so becoming the Pope's disciple required passing through countless rounds of selection.

A boy who had appeared out of nowhere clearly did not fit the rules.

Yet the Platinum Bishop said nothing more.

This was Bibi Dong's authority in Spirit Hall. Apart from the Grand High Priest of the Worship Hall, no one could question her decisions!

Luo Ling said nothing either. After offering Bibi Dong a slight farewell, he followed the Platinum Bishop to his residence.

The Platinum Bishop arranged the highest-standard accommodations for Luo Ling. Since he was a disciple personally acknowledged by Bibi Dong, he did not dare neglect him.

Luo Ling did not care about such trivial matters and settled in peacefully. At the same time, news that the Pope had taken in a new disciple spread throughout Spirit Hall.

Worship Hall.

Within the vast sacrificial hall, a golden-haired elder silently knelt before a statue of an angel, praying quietly.

A series of footsteps sounded outside the hall.

"What is it, Golden Crocodile?" the golden-haired elder slowly asked without opening his eyes.

"Big Brother, Bibi Dong has returned," Golden Crocodile replied.

"I know." The golden-haired elder slowly opened his eyes, his expression unchanged.

"She also brought back a child, claiming him as her newly accepted disciple," Golden Crocodile Douluo continued.

The golden-haired elder's expression finally shifted slightly, but he soon returned to calmness. "Let her do as she pleases."

"No matter how many disciples she wishes to take in, as long as I, Qian Daoliu, am still alive, the future of Spirit Hall will belong only to Xiao Xue!"

Qian Daoliu's tone was calm, but his words carried an unquestionable resolve.

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded and, no longer disturbing Qian Daoliu's prayers, slowly withdrew from the hall.

The next day.

Luo Ling rose early. He had never been a lazy person.

Back at Notting Academy, he had never slacked off in his cultivation. Now that he had come to Spirit Hall and gained access to better resources, he naturally would not waste his time.

After arranging Luo Ling's accommodations yesterday, Bibi Dong had not come looking for him again. The Pope was presumably busy with official matters.

Luo Ling did not mind. After getting dressed, he planned to head out and ask Chrysanthemum Douluo for the Immortal Herb illustrated guide.

But when Luo Ling stepped out of his room and looked at the magnificent Spirit Hall before him, he realized a problem.

He had no idea where he was going.

He could only see whether he ran into someone else... Luo Ling sighed helplessly and could only wander around Spirit Hall like a headless fly.

Before long, Luo Ling arrived before a tall building.

Library. Three large characters were engraved on the building.

Luo Ling's eyes lit up. Wasn't he currently lacking research materials on Martial Souls?

Even now, he had not fully understood his own two Martial Souls. What he had learned back at Notting Academy had only scratched the surface.

As for the materials he had obtained from Yu Xiaogang—

They were all books related to the Ten Core Theories of Martial Souls, and Luo Ling did not particularly agree with them.

With a trace of delight, Luo Ling temporarily put aside his search for Chrysanthemum Douluo and prepared to enter the Library. But just then, a voice sounded from behind him.

"Who are you?"

Luo Ling turned around and looked behind him.

Before him stood two boys around twelve or thirteen years old. One had red hair and looked rugged, while the other had silver hair like Luo Ling's. His face was pale, but he was exceptionally handsome.

Luo Ling studied the boy before him, feeling that he looked somewhat familiar.

Only after a while did Luo Ling recall that this person bore some resemblance to Hu Liena.

Xie Yue? Luo Ling thought of someone and raised an eyebrow. Their first meeting was not too different from what he had imagined.

"I'm talking to you. Can't you hear me?" the Red-Haired Youth beside him said with some dissatisfaction.

Luo Ling smiled and waved apologetically. "Sorry. This friend looks a lot like someone I know, so I got distracted."

"Who are you trying to fool?" The Red-Haired Youth refused to let it go and walked toward Luo Ling.

"That's enough, Yan." Xie Yue placed a hand on Yan's shoulder, stopping him.

"Xie Yue, do you really believe his nonsense?" Yan asked doubtfully. "The clothes he's wearing clearly aren't from our Spirit Hall."

Xie Yue shook his head without explaining, then walked over to Luo Ling.

"You must be the Little Ling Na Na mentioned."

"Na Na? You mean Senior Sister?" Luo Ling replied, pretending not to understand.

Xie Yue paused, then smiled. "I forgot that you are also the Pope's disciple."

"If the Na Na you mean is Elder Sister Hu Liena, then that should be right." Luo Ling nodded.

"What are you two even talking about?" Yan looked completely baffled.

"Yan, you didn't know?" Xie Yue turned around. "The Pope has accepted a new disciple. It should be this little brother."

"What?" Yan revealed a surprised expression.

"Little Ling! I finally found you!" A delighted voice suddenly came from the other side.

Luo Ling looked toward the voice, only for a figure rushing over to pull him directly into an embrace.

"Little Ling, how did you end up here?" Hu Liena looked down at Luo Ling in her arms, her expression somewhat aggrieved.

She had originally planned to find Luo Ling early in the morning, only to find his room empty.

"I was going to find Uncle Chrysanthemum, but Spirit Hall is too big. I got lost and ended up here." Luo Ling struggled to explain as he reached out, trying to push Hu Liena away.

"Is that so? I'll take you there. Teacher happens to be looking for you too!" Hu Liena hugged Luo Ling's head, refusing to let go no matter how he struggled.

"Na Na, aren't you going to introduce him?" Xie Yue could no longer bear to watch. With a dark expression, he pulled Hu Liena away.

"Oh! You don't know each other yet!"

Hu Liena reluctantly released him and introduced him to Xie Yue and Yan. "His name is Luo Ling. He is Teacher's newly accepted disciple and is currently a One-Ring Soul Master."

Xie Yue and Yan both looked Luo Ling over critically. The former was curious, while the latter was more jealous.

As for the source of that jealousy—

Luo Ling glanced at Hu Liena beside him and sighed.

"Don't underestimate Little Ling! Although Little Ling is only a Soul Master, even I might not be his match!"

Hu Liena said excitedly, "Little Ling has Twin Martial Souls!"

"Twin Martial Souls?" Xie Yue and Yan were both stunned, and the way they looked at Luo Ling immediately changed.