Bibi Dong's Shock

"Martial Souls can alter the attribute of Soul Power? Soul Rings can also affect a Martial Soul's quality and attributes. Harmful Soul Power entering the body can cause irreversible damage."

"The content written in this thesis is something that essentially every advanced Soul Master would have noticed, yet no one has taken it seriously or brought it up."

"The vast majority of Soul Masters do not consider this an important matter."

"Especially Soul Rings with attributes such as poison or evil."

"These Soul Rings affect Martial Souls, thereby affecting Soul Masters. Either the quality of the Soul Master's Martial Soul declines, or the Soul Master falls into corruption."

Elder Wu Ning muttered as he looked at the thesis in his hands, his large hands trembling uncontrollably.

"Besides that, this Soul Master also pointed out what kinds of Soul Rings Soul Masters should absorb."

"Those with incompatible affinities cannot be absorbed, which means Soul Masters should ideally absorb Soul Rings with extremely compatible affinities."

"He even pointed out the possibility of Martial Soul mutation."

Wu Ning had not considered Martial Soul Evolution, but he had thought of the possibility of mutation.

Because of the thesis's conclusions, he immediately thought of his former useless colleague, Yu Xiaogang.

Had Yu Xiaogang not absorbed a Soul Ring with horribly incompatible affinity using his Trash Spirit, causing the quality of his Martial Soul to deteriorate into what it became?

It could only fart.

Wu Ning thought about how Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul had clearly been extraordinarily special.

Not only was it rare across the continent, but it was even possible that there had not been another Detached Martial Soul like it in decades.

Not to mention that Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul resembled both a pig and a dog.

Did anyone really think a dog Martial Soul or pig Martial Soul was that bad?

Either way, they were far stronger than Blue Silver Grass, and stronger than a rabbit, weren't they?

At worst, Yu Xiaogang could have absorbed a charging skill, or a Soul Ring that covered his Martial Soul in mud to boost its defense. Both would have been far better than farting.

If his Martial Soul had not mutated for the worse, Wu Ning truly could not imagine how, with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's resources, someone could still fail to reach level 30.

And compared to Martial Soul Evolution, Martial Soul mutation was far more common.

Or rather, given the enormous population across the entire Douluo Continent, he could find countless examples just by looking through Spirit Hall's records.

He did not even need to look for examples.

His colleagues around him, as well as he himself, were examples.

Take himself, for instance. His Martial Soul was an ordinary abacus.

Yet after absorbing Soul Rings, not only had he become more sensitive to numbers, but the quality of his Abacus Martial Soul had also steadily improved.

It had originally been an ordinary wooden abacus, but now it carried a faint vitality.

This was something it had only gained after he absorbed plant-type Soul Beast Soul Rings.

Not only could it grant him stronger computational ability, it could also emit a special fragrance that cleared the minds and sharpened the senses of nearby teammates, allowing them to study Martial Soul theory with greater clarity.

Moreover, his Martial Soul was no longer an ordinary wooden abacus. It had become smooth and round like jade, exquisitely delicate and lustrous.

Judging by its surface alone, it could already be considered an abacus made of jade, even though its interior was still wooden.

But his Abacus Martial Soul now functioned like a unified whole.

With a single thought from him, the abacus would operate on its own, like a new brain.

Wu Ning did not dare call such a change evolution, but it could certainly be described as a beneficial mutation.

According to Xiao Yan's theory, if every Soul Ring he had absorbed possessed extremely compatible affinity with his Martial Soul, perhaps he would not have been stuck at level 69.

Wu Ning could not help regretting that he had chosen a Twin Sunflower for his Sixth Soul Ring.

It had given his Martial Soul the ability to split into two Clones.

This had greatly improved his ability to research theory, but it was not actually very beneficial to the Martial Soul itself.

"Xiao Zhang, help me keep an eye on things here. I need to submit this thesis to the Pope for review."

Wu Ning had already sensed the value contained within this thesis.

Perhaps ordinary Soul Masters, Soul Masters with limited potential, could afford not to value such things.

After all, they would only have a handful of Soul Rings in their lives. Sticking together for warmth was the proper path for them.

But for some of Spirit Hall's geniuses, their Future development was immensely important.

When selecting offensive Soul Rings, it was still very important to give greater thought to whether they would remain useful in the Future and whether they would benefit one's Martial Soul.

Very soon, Wu Ning rose directly to his feet and hurried toward Spirit Hall's Papal Hall.

Outside the Papal Hall, Wu Ning was stopped at the entrance by the two consecrated members, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

"Elder Wu Ning, the Pope is resting right now. Whatever it is, come back later."

Chrysanthemum Douluo looked at Wu Ning disdainfully. Although Wu Ning was an Elder of Spirit Hall, before he had made any major contributions, Chrysanthemum Douluo regarded him as the same kind of person as Yu Xiaogang.

Mm, whether level 29 or level 69, both were weaklings he could deal with using one hand.

"Chrysanthemum Douluo, I have discovered an important article capable of changing the views of Soul Masters across the entire Douluo Continent. It concerns Spirit Hall's Future. Do you truly intend to stop me?"

There was not the slightest trace of fear in Wu Ning's eyes. He believed in the importance of this Thesis.

"You..."

Chrysanthemum Douluo's expression changed. He had not expected a mere Soul Emperor to dare refuse him. The next second, Chrysanthemum Douluo reached out to snatch the Thesis from Wu Ning's hands...

"Forget it, Yue Guan. Let him in."

A lazy yet cold voice drifted from within the Papal Hall. It was filled with supreme authority, causing Chrysanthemum Douluo to stop instantly.

"Yes, Pope."

Chrysanthemum Douluo rolled his eyes seductively at Wu Ning, then grabbed his arm and flew directly into the Papal Hall.

After tossing Wu Ning to the ground, Chrysanthemum Douluo curled his lips into a smug smile.

No matter how impressive this Thesis was, it belonged to someone else in the end. You were merely the one who discovered it.

Chrysanthemum Douluo knew full well that Pope Bibi Dong would never punish him over this.

Fortunately, Wu Ning did not say anything. With Chrysanthemum Douluo's casual toss, someone of his cultivation as a high-level Soul Emperor would not be hurt at all.

After patting the wrinkles from his clothes, Wu Ning raised both hands and presented the Thesis he held.

"Pope, this is the Thesis I discovered, one capable of changing the views of Soul Masters across the continent."

Wu Ning bowed and lowered his head.

"Mm."

Bibi Dong responded casually, then drew the Thesis from Wu Ning's hands into her own and began reading it.

Wu Ning's Elder position had been specially prepared by her for Yu Xiaogang.

Otherwise, how could Yu Xiaogang, someone who had long since left Spirit Hall, possibly hold an Elder position within Spirit Hall?

Of course, Bibi Dong had also hoped that Spirit Hall would have a martial soul Researcher like Yu Xiaogang.

After glancing at the Thesis's title, Bibi Dong's lips curled into a faint smile. "This? I was wondering what it was. It certainly has a good title."

If it had an ordinary title, who would have paid attention to such a Thesis? They would only have regarded it as a joke meant to attract readers.

After all, not everyone was Dugu Bo, truly harmed by their martial soul.

Bibi Dong then began reading through it. Wu Ning had already risen to his feet and secretly watched Chrysanthemum Douluo, waiting for the moment his face would be slapped.

Xiao Lin's Thesis was not long, not even twelve hundred words, so Bibi Dong finished reading it very quickly.

After finishing it, Bibi Dong pondered for a long while, a trace of reminiscence flashing through her eyes.

This Thesis, and the Rakshasa God's Divine Sense...

Bibi Dong immediately thought of the Negative Emotions that had inexplicably grown within her. Beyond that, she also thought of Yu Xiaogang.

"Wu Ning, Gui Mei, silence everyone who has read this Thesis." As she spoke, Bibi Dong handed the Thesis to Chrysanthemum Douluo. "Yue Guan, call Na Na here and let her read this."

"Also, reward Elder Wu and the others with ten thousand Gold Soul Coins."