An Audience with the Pope! Xiao Xuan Got to Show Off Again!

Xiao Xuan pondered in secret, keeping his expression calm.

For now, the ability to evolve Soul Rings would be difficult to conceal.

If it had to be exposed, there was nothing he could do about it.

But in this era, Soul Tool technology was quite underdeveloped.

There were not many of them either, and most people did not take them seriously.

There was no need to deliberately reveal a trump card that could be easily hidden.

Spirit Hall was by no means a perfect destination.

Keeping one or two tricks up his sleeve might prove crucial someday.

As he thought, the three entered the Pope's Palace.

With Chrysanthemum Douluo and Hu Liena as their calling cards,

the guards and patrols did not even dare look directly at them.

Naturally, there was no possibility of any conflict.

Before long, a grand pair of doors appeared before them.

The guards on either side were clearly of a much higher caliber.

Even when Chrysanthemum Douluo stepped forward, they did not salute. They were the Pope's personal guards.

"Nana, go back and rest first."

"I'll take Xiao Xuan inside. If anything comes up, I'll send for you."

"Her Holiness the Pope has surely already received word."

As Spirit Hall's strongest and greatest figure in the open,

there was nothing within the entire city that could escape Bibi Dong's eyes.

Chrysanthemum Douluo understood this well and immediately restrained his aura.

After speaking, he led Xiao Xuan to the doors.

There was no need to announce themselves. They entered the Pope's Palace directly.

Although Hu Liena appeared aloof and proud outside, and occasionally threw little tantrums,

she also knew her master's temperament well. Seeing this, she did not dare disobey.

Of course, although she could not follow them inside,

no one dared stop her from waiting outside. After all, she was the Saintess.

"Your Holiness, I have brought Xiao Xuan back."

"Three Illusion Gods Martial Soul, Innate Full Spirit Power. Both have been confirmed."

"However, there is a slight discrepancy. I ask that you inspect it and decide personally."

The vast, empty hall was filled with dense Soul Power.

At its far end stood a tall, magnificent throne.

Holy light glimmered across its surface, making it especially dazzling.

Yet compared to it, even more eye-catching

was the Pope herself, seated upon it in regal, icy beauty.

"Confirmed without error, yet there is a discrepancy?"

"Elder Ju, I do not quite understand what you mean."

"Very well, reveal your Martial Souls!"

"Let me see what problem could stump an elder of Spirit Hall."

Bibi Dong sat upright upon the papal throne, holding a tall scepter in her hand.

Her gold-threaded robe clung tightly to her figure, while her silver phoenix crown was noble and resplendent.

Her slender legs were slightly crossed, revealing skin as flawless as polished jade.

It perfectly accentuated her stunningly beautiful face, untouched by age.

Below her stood a middle-aged man clad in black armor.

He appeared gloomy and sinister, with a gaunt face.

It was easy to recognize him as Ghost Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo's close friend and likewise a diehard loyalist of Bibi Dong.

"By your command, Your Holiness."

Xiao Xuan smiled at her words, without showing the slightest trace of nervousness.

Leaving aside his strength and Martial Soul talent,

that bearing alone made Bibi Dong's eyes light up.

One had to know that she was the supreme leader of the strongest force on the Douluo Continent.

Even the reigning emperors of the Heaven Dou Empire and Star Luo Empire could not remain completely composed in her presence.

If this little brat was not simply fearless through ignorance,

then he truly possessed a measure of courage!

"My first Martial Soul is the Winged Dragon, light attribute, currently without Soul Rings."

"My second Martial Soul is the Giant Soldier, earth attribute, currently without Soul Rings."

"My third Martial Soul is the Sky Dragon, nether attribute. Its first Soul Ring is a Mandala Snake, and its Soul Skill is Thunder Summon."

Xiao Xuan calmly released his Martial Souls one by one.

In the blink of an eye, three divine phantoms appeared in gold, deep blue, and crimson.

The surrounding space was vast, so there was no need to conceal them.

Their enormous bodies showed no hint of weakness even before the Pope.

Instead, they further highlighted Xiao Xuan's confidence.

"Very good!"

"A phoenix bird, a humanoid, and a dragon species!"

"Any one of them would be top-tier outside. I never expected them to be born within a single person."

"If there truly are people favored by heaven in this world,"

"then without a doubt, it can only be you!"

As she carefully gazed at Xiao Xuan's Martial Souls, Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes brimmed with interest.

Though she did not lose her composure, the admiration in her words was unmistakable.

It was heartfelt praise.

She had never expected little Nuoding City to provide Spirit Hall with such a gifted genius.

Her arrangements within the two great empires over these years had indeed been correct!

Otherwise, would such a terrifying talent not have fallen into the hands of the Heaven Dou Empire?

"Your Holiness, this boy's third Martial Soul—"

"The power of darkness contained within it surpasses my Martial Soul in quality!"

"Although it is not too obvious right now due to his level, I can feel it!"

"Wait, old chrysanthemum, his level seems to be..."

While Bibi Dong was still marveling, Ghost Douluo beside her could no longer sit still.

He was eager to make a move and even had the urge to take Xiao Xuan as his disciple.

But like Chrysanthemum Douluo's earlier concern,

he believed a genius like this would not be his to claim.

He could only beat around the bush, making it clear that Xiao Xuan's Martial Soul was a perfect match for him!

At the same time, he finally realized what was wrong.

The intelligence report had mentioned Innate Full Spirit Power.

But only a few days had passed. There was no way he should have jumped to level twenty already, right?

As a Titled Douluo, his experience was not something those junior members of the Spirit Hall Battle Team could compare to.

There was no need for anyone to explain. The moment they focused on him, they noticed it.

"That's right. After Xiao Xuan obtained his Soul Ring, he directly rose to level twenty."

"In other words, his Innate Full Spirit Power was at least higher than that."

"In terms of talent alone, he is even more outstanding than we imagined!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo nodded and tossed Ghost Douluo a flirtatious glance.

How could he miss such a good opportunity to show off before his close friend?

That was also why, after entering just now,

Chrysanthemum Douluo had not proactively mentioned Xiao Xuan's Soul Power level.

"Yes, he is indeed perfect."

"His talent surpasses mine in my youth by far more than double."

"But compared to that dark-attribute Martial Soul, I am more concerned with his light Martial Soul."

"The sacred power emitted by this phoenix bird even gives me the illusion that I am facing my teacher from back then."

"Yet my teacher was a top-tier Douluo, while this boy possesses only level-twenty cultivation."

"The gap in level is so enormous, yet they feel similar."

"The only possibility is that quality has made up for it!"

"In other words, this is a mutated Martial Soul even more sacred than the Six-Winged Angel!"

At this moment, Xiao Xuan stood silently to the side.

He truly could not get a word in during the conversation between these big shots.

But staying silent did not mean he could not show off.

Through the interaction between Pope Bibi Dong and Ghost and Chrysanthemum Douluo,

Xiao Xuan's image became loftier without anyone noticing.

It was even more shocking and intuitive than if he had introduced himself.

After a while, Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes met his.

She revealed a graceful, enchanting smile, extending her fair right hand and lightly pointing at Xiao Xuan.

"Right, the discrepancy."

"Little one, explain it to me yourself..."

(End of Chapter)