Black and White Spirit Ring

"The Pope?"

Everyone present felt their minds buzz, and dizziness washed over them in an instant.

On this continent, there was only one Pope.

Spirit Hall's Bibi Dong.

"Who is Su Chen? Come out and receive an audience."

A commanding voice came from outside, only to be interrupted a moment later.

"No need. I'll go in and take a look at the child."

The moment she finished speaking, Bibi Dong appeared inside the room.

There had been no warning whatsoever, as though she had descended from the heavens.

"So this is the Pope of Spirit Hall?"

As a transmigrator, Su Chen naturally knew the background of the woman before him.

Yet from Bibi Dong, he sensed an aura known as "death" and "destruction."

Logically speaking, an expert like her had not released any power. Someone like him, who had not even completed his Martial Soul Awakening, should not have sensed anything at all.

"Your subordinate welcomes Your Holiness the Pope."

Everyone else, even Oscar, knelt in terror.

"Welcome, Your Holiness the Pope!"

Instinctively shifting his feet to stand in front of Oscar, Su Chen did not kneel.

At that moment, the only people still standing in the room were Su Chen, Bibi Dong, and the two Douluo behind her—Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

Their eyes met. Though Bibi Dong was not particularly tall, she possessed an air of nobility.

Combined with her nearly flawless figure and face, she made people unable to resist the urge to fall to their knees in worship.

"You are Su Chen?"

Whenever local soul masters discovered a newcomer with exceptional talent, they reported it even if that person refused to join Spirit Hall.

Yang Ye had reported for several consecutive years that there was someone with Innate Full Soul Power but no Martial Soul, and it had finally drawn the attention of the upper ranks.

After the red-robed Bishop had been unable to handle the matter last year, Bibi Dong chose to deal with it personally this year.

Gently tapping her incomparably luxurious scepter against the floor, Bibi Dong lowered her head and looked at the youth before her.

"That's right. I'm Su Chen."

Su Chen nodded, showing no fear.

It seemed that he possessed a natural resistance to the "death" and "destruction" represented by Bibi Dong's Martial Soul.

"Inject your soul power into the crystal ball."

Bibi Dong spoke slowly.

Then, using her soul power, she sent the crystal ball floating before Su Chen.

"No problem."

Placing his right hand on the crystal ball, Su Chen skillfully began injecting soul power into it.

This was already his fifth time doing it. He could practically do it with his eyes closed.

A suction force came from the crystal ball, as it began absorbing the soul power within Su Chen's body as usual.

"Why does this feel... a little wrong?"

But very quickly, everyone sensed that something was amiss.

This soul power carried an inexplicably sinister aura.

The crystal ball was soon filled with soul power, yet unlike normal, it did not emit a beautiful blue glow.

Instead, the entire crystal ball appeared exceedingly dim.

The soul power continued pouring in.

"Old Ghost, what's wrong?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo noticed that Ghost Douluo beside him had suddenly shuddered.

"There's something strange about this kid's Martial Soul. I only glanced at the crystal ball, and an inexplicable sense of fear arose in me."

The two had an excellent relationship, brothers who had faced life and death together. Naturally, Ghost Douluo would not hide it from Chrysanthemum Douluo.

"So it really is Innate Full Soul Power—"

Before Bibi Dong could finish speaking, what happened next made her heart jolt.

Crack

A fissure appeared on the crystal ball.

Crack

"Crack."

A few seconds later, cracks spread across the crystal ball.

The entire crystal ball turned to powder.

"Interesting."

Looking at the crystal ball that had shattered into debris before her, the corners of Bibi Dong's lips lifted in an almost imperceptible curve.

Just like the intelligence she had received earlier, this boy named Su Chen had a very strange Martial Soul.

Since the report of Innate Full Soul Power was correct, there had to be a deeper reason behind this so-called "lack of a Martial Soul."

"Let me see your Martial Soul for myself."

Innate Full Soul Power necessarily meant an exceptionally powerful Martial Soul. That was the most basic knowledge.

"Relax."

As she spoke, Bibi Dong extended a finger as delicate as carved jade and touched Su Chen's forehead.

This was another method of stimulating Martial Soul Awakening.

Soul power was used to give the body a sense of danger, thereby triggering its latent Martial Soul.

And Bibi Dong's Martial Souls were the Death Spider Emperor and the Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor. They could not have been more suitable for this purpose.

"What?!"

In the very next instant, Bibi Dong sensed that something was wrong.

This Su Chen was absorbing her soul power!

Almost beyond her control, Bibi Dong's soul power began to be drawn from her body bit by bit like strands of silk.

It then gathered into a stream and flowed into Su Chen's body.

"Just where did this brat come from?!"

Bibi Dong was utterly shaken, but she had to maintain a calm appearance.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Three minutes.

Her power continued to flow into Su Chen's body without end.

Slowly, a ring-shaped phantom actually appeared above his head.

"This is... a Soul Ring?"

Disbelief gradually appeared on Bibi Dong's face.

She had originally believed that level ten was the highest possible level of Innate Soul Power. But the Angel Martial Soul inherited by Spirit Hall had overturned that understanding.

And now, the youth before her had overturned it once again.

A human could actually condense a Soul Ring on his own?

Wait, could this fellow not be human at all?

Bibi Dong instantly came up with a bold conjecture. Yet she did not stop supplying soul power. She wanted to see just how many secrets this brat was hiding.

As soul power continued to pour in, the originally illusory ring gradually solidified.

"It's only white?"

Looking at the white ring above the boy's head, Bibi Dong shook her head in disappointment.

The first Soul Ring was merely a ten-year one. No matter what kind of Soul Ring it was, it could be said to have wasted a slot.

One had to know that a Martial Soul would continuously evolve as Soul Rings were added.

If cultivation were compared to building a house, then the first Soul Ring was undoubtedly the foundation.

A ten-year Soul Ring was no different from causing the building to collapse before construction had even begun.

"Your Holiness the Pope, something seems off."

Chrysanthemum Douluo, ever attentive to details, sharply noticed the change in Su Chen.

His Soul Ring was not purely white.

Several wisps of black aura slowly crawled onto the Soul Ring from all around, then coiled around it.

They slowly rotated and merged.

In the end, white and black fused together, and the entire Soul Ring became a one-of-a-kind black-and-white pattern.

Su Chen, whose strength had been completely exhausted, directly fell asleep as well.

"What is going on? Even if its color changed, a white ten-year Soul Ring should not be able to change together with a black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring."

Even the well-traveled Bibi Dong had never witnessed a scene like this.

Filled with curiosity, her crimson lips parted slightly.

She issued an order.

"Bring this boy named Su Chen back to Spirit City."

"Yes."

Having received their orders, the two Titled Douluo were just about to step forward when young Oscar blocked their way.

"What are you trying to do to Boss?"

"Has this little one awakened his martial soul?"

Looking at the brave Oscar before her, Bibi Dong asked with interest.

"Reporting to Your Holiness the Pope. He has awakened it—Innate Full Soul Power, food-type."

Yang Ye, still deeply shaken after witnessing everything, hurriedly dropped to one knee and replied.

"Oh? An unexpected gain. Take him too."