Captivating Meng Yiran and Recruiting the Dragon Duke and Snake Granny

"Senior Dragon Lord, I wonder if you have ever thought about joining a certain faction?"

Sun Sheng glanced at Meng Yiran's curvaceous and fiery figure, swallowed hard, and asked with a cupped-fist salute.

Joining a certain faction?

Hearing Sun Sheng's words, the Dragon Lord froze slightly.

I originally wanted to recruit you.

This is rich—now you are planning to recruit me.

"Joining a certain faction? Kid, are you out of your mind? Do you really think our Dragon Duke and Snake Granny are anything less than a major faction on our own?" the Dragon Lord declared proudly.

"Of course the junior is aware of this, and I also know that Senior Dragon Lord has your own family faction."

"Yet no matter how strong the two of you are, even at your absolute best, it would still be difficult to contend with the two great empires, the Upper Three Sects, and Spirit Hall."

Sun Sheng bowed again with a cupped fist, speaking with a smile. His demeanor carried three parts calm, five parts arrogance, and two parts sincerity.

Indeed!

This kid's background is not simple.

Hearing this, the Dragon Lord felt a shock ripple through his heart.

He could roughly guess Sun Sheng's background.

No wonder!

A genius like Sun Sheng could truly only be cultivated by a major faction.

Though his family faction was strong, compared to the two great empires, the Upper Three Sects, and Spirit Hall, it still fell far short.

Yet it was not to the point where they needed to pledge allegiance to them.

"Kid, what is the meaning of this? Are you looking down on the Dragon Duke and Snake Granny!" the Dragon Lord said domineeringly.

"Senior has misunderstood; the junior has no such intention," Sun Sheng replied calmly.

"Then what do you mean?" the Dragon Lord asked.

"The junior once heard his elders mention the might of the Dragon Duke and Snake Granny, which is why I gave rise to the thought of recruiting you."

"Of course, the junior also holds deep affection for the young Miss Meng Yiran, and wishes to tie the knot with her."

Sun Sheng did not beat around the bush and replied immediately.

He incidentally glanced once more at Meng Yiran, who was still immersed in sorrow.

Ding! Main Quest issued: Capture Meng Yiran's heart!

Ding! Side Quest issued: Recruit the Dragon Duke and Snake Granny.

The moment Sun Sheng's words fell, the Douluo Leveling System issued its quests.

"Hehe, recruit? Kid, which faction are you representing to dare recruit us? You certainly have a lot of nerve."

The Dragon Lord gave a cold chuckle and asked.

"Spirit Hall!"

Sun Sheng cupped his hands in response, straightened his chest, and spoke proudly.

Spirit Hall!

Whether it was the Dragon Lord, the Serpent Woman, or Meng Yiran, all of them were startled upon hearing the words Spirit Hall.

On the Douluo Continent, Spirit Hall was an immensely powerful faction.

No one knew just how formidable Spirit Hall's true strength was.

Nor was there any faction that dared to easily offend them.

Not even the two great empires and the Upper Three Sects.

"I thought it was some major faction; turns out it's Spirit Hall. No wonder it produced a genius like you."

"Kid, strong though your Spirit Hall may be, it isn't strong enough to make us, the Dragon Duke and Snake Granny, submit."

"If you truly fancy Yiran, why not marry into the Meng family instead? What do you say?"

Though the Dragon Lord was shocked by Sun Sheng's background, it wasn't enough to make them defect. Instead, he used Meng Yiran as a bargaining chip to issue an invitation.

"Grandpa..."

Hearing this, Meng Yiran grew somewhat anxious and was about to speak when a glance from the Serpent Woman stopped her in her tracks.

Having lived with the Dragon Lord for decades, she naturally knew his intentions.

If they could really recruit this kid, it would undoubtedly be like adding wings to a tiger for the current Meng family.

With his and Yiran's talents, it would be enough in the near future for the Meng family to rank among the major factions.

As for whether Meng Yiran liked this kid, that wasn't really an issue.

After all, affection could be cultivated over time.

Clearly, both the Dragon Lord and the Serpent Woman shared the same thought.

If they could recruit this kid, even sacrificing their granddaughter just a little bit would be well worth the price.

"Thank you, Senior Dragon Lord, for thinking highly of this junior, but unfortunately, I have long since taken His Holiness the Pope as my master. It is impossible for me to marry into your Meng family."

"You should consider joining Spirit Hall instead."

"As long as you agree, I can guarantee that you will occupy a prominent position within Spirit Hall, and in the future, I will help young Miss Meng Yiran break through to Titled Douluo, and even cause her martial soul to mutate, evolving into an even more powerful martial soul."

Sun Sheng glanced at the anxious Meng Yiran and smiled indifferently.

His intention was very simple: carrot and stick.

He would offer generous conditions to entice the Dragon Lord and Serpent Woman into joining Spirit Hall.

He even used Meng Yiran's future as his ultimate bargaining chip.

After all, having lived to their age, there were very few things left that could tempt them.

Only higher power and status, along with Meng Yiran's bright future, offered any hope.

This was the best foundation he could offer at present.

The Pope's disciple?

Titled Douluo?

Martial soul mutation?

This kid sure knew how to talk big.

Hearing his words, the Dragon Lord chuckled coldly in his heart.

This kid really knows how to brag.

Take Bibi Dong as his master?

Impossible!

According to what he knew, Bibi Dong hated men the most.

Especially handsome men.

How could she possibly take this kid as a disciple?

And as for martial soul mutation, that was even more out of the question.

As for helping Meng Yiran break through to Titled Douluo!

Did they even need him for that?

Relying on Yiran's current talent, breaking through to Titled Douluo was merely a matter of time.

Naturally seeing that the Dragon Lord and Serpent Woman did not believe his words, Sun Sheng curled his lips into a charming, wicked smile and spoke, "I know the two seniors don't believe me, but it doesn't matter. You will believe me."

With that, he decisively summoned his first and second martial souls.

To make them believe, if he didn't put on a show, saying more was useless.

After all, the Dragon Lord and Serpent Woman were seasoned veterans who had lived for at least seventy or eighty years; what kind of sights hadn't they seen?

When the Dragon Lord, the Serpent Woman, and Meng Yiran laid eyes on Sun Sheng's two martial souls, along with that dazzling Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring...

They froze completely in place, their pupils filled with shock and disbelief.

Twin Martial Souls!

Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring!

This... how is this possible!

Especially the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring!

How could it possibly appear on his body?

"Two seniors, with this kind of talent of mine, am I qualified to be His Holiness the Pope's student?"

"With this kind of talent of mine, am I qualified to become Spirit Hall's next Pope?"

"This time, you should finally believe it."

Sun Sheng withdrew his martial souls and soul rings, looking at the shock on the faces of the three, and smiled indifferently.

"T—Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring! H—how did you do that?"

Meng Yiran covered her petite mouth, took several deep breaths in succession, and asked in shock.

Sun Sheng gazed at the snow-white, heaving scenery before him and swallowed hard.

So huge!

If one were to cup them up!

How amazing would that be!

"Ahem, as for how I got it, naturally I won't tell you."

"If you also want to possess a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, then join Spirit Hall and support me."

"As for the conditions I proposed earlier, they will all be fulfilled."

"Of course, for the two seniors, I cannot change much. Given your current age, it is difficult for you to achieve any massive breakthroughs."

"But for young Miss Yiran, I dare guarantee that I can allow her to break through to Titled Douluo before the age of thirty, and acquire a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring."

In order to recruit the Dragon Duke and Snake Granny...

No, to be precise, for the sake of Meng Yiran, Sun Sheng made a massive promise.

"Break through to Titled Douluo before the age of thirty?"

"Kid, do you even know who the youngest Titled Douluo in the world today is, and at what age they broke through?"

The Dragon Lord instinctively let out a cold, mocking laugh, his face full of disdain.

A Titled Douluo at thirty? That was simply impossible.

Even the youngest Titled Douluo in the history of the Douluo Continent, Tang Hao, had been forty-four.

As for the current youngest Titled Douluo—the Pope of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong—she was only a few years younger than Tang Hao when she achieved it.

"The junior naturally knows; that person is none other than my teacher, Bibi Dong."

"I also know you don't believe it. However, I will make you believe."

With a smile that held a deeper meaning, Sun Sheng pulled a Soul Orb from his bosom.