Living with Hu Liena

Back to the Council Hall.

After the battle just now, Luo Ling could sense that the way the others looked at him had taken on a different shade.

Yan and Xie Yue were afraid, while the Titled Douluo were wary. Only Hu Liena was different, her eyes still full of starry admiration.

Luo Ling understood as well that even if the control lasted only one minute, it was still terrifying.

Once one reached the level of a Titled Douluo, what did being controlled for one minute in battle mean?

They would probably have died eight hundred times over already!

"Now then, does anyone still object to naming Little Ling the Holy Son?"

From the platform, Bibi Dong swept her gaze over everyone.

No one spoke again, and Qian Daoliu simply pretended to rest with his eyes closed.

"Since that is the case, Little Ling shall be named the Holy Son of Spirit Hall!" Bibi Dong nodded in satisfaction.

"Mm, although Little Ling is being named Holy Son, I hope none of you reveal his Martial Soul talent. When dealing with outsiders, Little Ling will ordinarily present himself as having only one Martial Soul. And when Little Ling obtains Soul Rings, he must also take care not to expose the fusion of his Soul Rings, lest other forces make a move against him in secret!" Bibi Dong added.

Luo Ling had no objections. Becoming Spirit Hall's Holy Son was naturally a good thing. He nodded and replied, "I'll follow Teacher's arrangements."

Everything was settled.

Next came drafting the decree and creating the Saint Son Token.

The Titled Douluo left the Council Hall one after another.

Qian Daoliu was the last to leave. The old man walked over to Luo Ling and sized him up.

Silver hair, crimson eyes, and looks beyond reproach. His talent was formidable too.

This boy wouldn't be a bad choice for my granddaughter's husband, would he? Qian Daoliu thought.

However, Qian Daoliu did not say it outright. After all, he still needed to see what his granddaughter thought.

He nodded to himself, lightly patted Luo Ling on the shoulder, and revealed a meaningful expression.

"Boy, if you have time, come visit my Worship Hall. I am Qian Daoliu, the Grand High Priest of the Worship Hall! What Bibi Dong cannot teach you, I can teach you as well!" Qian Daoliu said gently.

"Qian Daoliu! Don't go too far!" Seeing Qian Daoliu trying to poach her disciple again, Bibi Dong immediately flared up.

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu smiled helplessly. Before Bibi Dong could continue her outburst, he flashed away and vanished from the Council Hall.

Only after seeing Qian Daoliu leave did Bibi Dong calm down slightly. Her beautiful eyes turned to Luo Ling.

"Little Ling, Qian Daoliu is an old fox. Don't get too close to him in the future, understand?"

Luo Ling smiled and nodded. Since Bibi Dong had said so, agreeing was enough. He did not want to provoke her displeasure.

"Good that you understand." Bibi Dong smiled and nodded, then said to Ghost Douluo at her side, "Ghost Elder, please take Little Ling to his new residence."

"Yes!" Ghost Douluo accepted the order, turned, and walked over to Luo Ling. "Saint Son, please follow me."

"Sorry to trouble you, Uncle Ghost." Luo Ling smiled faintly.

Hearing how Luo Ling addressed him, Ghost Douluo froze for a moment. His gaze softened as he looked at Luo Ling. Without saying anything more, he led Luo Ling out of the Council Hall.

As Luo Ling and Ghost Douluo departed, the Council Hall became quiet again.

Bibi Dong sat upon the Pope Throne. Before long, she had drafted the decree and stamped it with the Papal Seal.

She summoned Chrysanthemum Douluo, who was still in the Council Hall. "Chrysanthemum Elder, have this decree announced. Also, take a Saint Son Token and give it to Luo Ling."

"Mm. After you deliver the Saint Son Token to Luo Ling, there is one more matter I need you to handle."

"Please give your orders, Pope." Chrysanthemum Douluo dropped to one knee and answered.

Bibi Dong's expression turned complicated at that moment. Her pearly teeth bit down on her red lips, and only after a long while did she speak softly.

"Go investigate Xiao Gang... what he has been doing these past years."

"We already know Xiao Gang is in Notting City. You should be able to find out what he went through before arriving in Notting City, right?"

Bibi Dong finally revealed her purpose.

The words Luo Ling had spoken had kept resurfacing in her mind these past days, and her disappointment in Yu Xiaogang had reached its peak.

Yet she still wanted to thoroughly understand what Yu Xiaogang had been doing all these years.

Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Chrysanthemum Douluo's body trembled, but he quickly regained his composure.

"This subordinate understands. I will certainly investigate everything Yu Xiaogang has done these past years!" Chrysanthemum Douluo answered respectfully.

"Then go." Bibi Dong lay weakly against the Pope Throne and waved her hand. "Do not forget to deliver the Saint Son Token to Little Ling first."

"Yes!" Chrysanthemum Douluo answered, then flashed away and disappeared.

Elsewhere, Luo Ling followed Ghost Douluo to a palace.

The palace stood beside the Papal Hall. It was where every generation of Holy Sons and Saintesses lived.

Bibi Dong had once lived here as well.

The moment they reached the palace entrance, Luo Ling saw Hu Liena standing there and constantly looking around, with Yan and Xie Yue beside her.

Only when she saw Luo Ling did a delighted smile appear on her face.

"Little Ling!" Hu Liena grabbed Luo Ling's arm and hugged it to her chest.

"Senior Sister, why are you here?" Luo Ling asked in surprise.

"Hehe, your Senior Sister is a Saintess too, even if I'm only a candidate for now!" Hu Liena said with a smile.

Only then did Luo Ling remember that in the original story, Hu Liena was also Spirit Hall's Saintess, though that would be after she emerged from the City of Slaughter.

"Ghost Elder! Let me take Little Ling inside!" Hu Liena nodded toward Ghost Douluo.

"Then I'll be leaving first." Ghost Douluo did not refuse and turned to leave.

"We'll be leaving too." At the side, Xie Yue and Yan also prepared to take their leave.

The two did not linger in the slightest. As if they had seen a ghost, they ran off at top speed.

It seemed that the battle just now had still left a shadow in their hearts... Luo Ling watched their retreating figures with amusement, then followed Hu Liena into the palace.

Before them was a fairly spacious courtyard, followed by a main hall.

The decorations inside the palace were not as luxurious as Luo Ling had imagined, but nothing that should have been there was lacking.

Past the main hall was a structure resembling the courtyard homes from his previous life, though its architectural style leaned more toward Western design.

"There are five rooms in total. Aside from the room Teacher used to live in and my room, there are three other bedrooms."

Hu Liena pointed at the surrounding rooms as she introduced them.

"Mm, Little Ling, you can stay next door to me!" Hu Liena said, her little face flushing red.

Luo Ling had no objections and walked straight toward the room Hu Liena had indicated.

While chatting and laughing with Hu Liena, Luo Ling began tidying up the room.

With the two of them working together, the work went quickly, and the room was soon cleaned up.

After spending these past few days with her, Luo Ling's attitude toward Hu Liena had changed somewhat.

The Hu Liena from the original story had also been a foolish woman blinded by love. The moment she encountered Tang San, she forgot Spirit Hall's interests.

Such a woman was foolish, but if that foolishness was directed at him, it actually felt pretty good.

Hu Liena was, after all, a great beauty. And after Martial Soul Possession, her beast ears and fox tail had a particularly unique charm.

After tidying up the room, Hu Liena could not stay with Luo Ling any longer. After all, there was a distinction between men and women.

Reluctantly bidding Luo Ling farewell, Hu Liena left.

Luo Ling also began cultivating.