Bibi Dong, Unlike in His Memories—A Stark Contrast

Martial Soul Hall Academy.

Inside a private room, Ji Wushuang summoned his first martial soul—the Peerless Sword Casket—and murmured, "My martial souls are the Peerless Sword Casket and the Heavenly Slash Sword. Combined with the Sword Control Technique and Nation-Splitting Swordplay from my memories, so long as I work tirelessly, there will surely be a place for Ji Wushuang in this world."

"Unfortunately, with my current abilities, I simply can't activate the Peerless Sword Casket. I can't even use a single flying sword."

Ji Wushuang circulated the Sword Control Technique with all his strength. Light shimmered across the surface of the Peerless Sword Casket, yet it remained completely still. It did not open, leaving him unable to glimpse the splendor of the flying swords within.

There were thirteen flying swords inside the Peerless Sword Casket: Cloud Shuttle, Qingshuang, Feng Xiao, Red Leaf, Butterfly, Absolute Shadow, Calamity Breaker, Life Slayer, Jade Ruyi, Finger-Twisting Softness, Azure, Vast, and finally, the Great Bright Vermilion Bird, second only to the Heavenly Slash Sword!

To wield the Great Bright Vermilion Bird, one had to cultivate to the level of a Sword Immortal!

Left with no choice, Ji Wushuang could only set the matter aside for now. He then sat cross-legged and cultivated the Sword Control Technique.

A wooden sword danced through the air under Ji Wushuang's control, sword intent flowing as sharp energy raged.

He had begun cultivating the Sword Control Technique at the age of four, and two years had passed since then. Although he had yet to achieve minor mastery, he could already control two wooden swords at once.

If he could open the Peerless Sword Casket, he would be able to use the twelve flying swords within, excluding the Great Bright Vermilion Bird. However, he could only wield two at a time—any more was beyond him.

In the blink of an eye, three days quietly passed.

Ji Wushuang appeared in the Pope's Palace full of vigor. He wore a black brocade robe adorned with a few golden patterns, while his neatly trimmed short hair made him look sharp and capable. His eyes shone brightly.

Clothes made the man.

His face had already been handsome and refined. Though he was only six years old, he already possessed an extraordinary charm.

"Teacher."

Bibi Dong strode forward on her long jade-like legs, crossing the distance to Ji Wushuang in just a few steps. A trace of satisfaction flashed through her eyes.

The quality of his martial souls and Innate Soul Power were both exceptional, and his appearance was equally outstanding. So long as he did not grow up crooked, he would undoubtedly become an exceptionally charming young man in the future.

"Wushuang, the Star Dou Great Forest we're heading to next is the place on Douluo Continent with the greatest number and variety of Spirit Beasts."

"Watch more, listen more, and ask more along the way."

After speaking, Bibi Dong walked toward the exit. Her gauzy dress, thin as cicada wings, brushed past Ji Wushuang's face, carrying a fragrant breeze with it.

Ji Wushuang followed behind her, feeling slightly surprised.

The patience Bibi Dong displayed far exceeded his expectations.

Sure enough, only sufficient talent could make others willing to devote more thought and resources to you.

Once they reached outside the hall—

A surging power erupted from Bibi Dong. The next moment, she took Ji Wushuang into the air with her and flew toward the outskirts of Spirit City.

Ji Wushuang was startled.

Ever since learning the Sword Control Technique, he had always dreamed of flying on a sword, but his abilities were limited.

This was his first time flying.

They quickly rose several hundred meters above the ground. Such a height truly made one's heart tremble.

"Are you nervous?"

Bibi Dong kept a close eye on Ji Wushuang's reactions. Ever since taking him as her disciple, his first test had already begun.

As the first female Pope in Martial Soul Hall's history, she had drawn countless criticisms. Even though elders and consecrated guardians supported her, they were ultimately not a faction she had cultivated herself.

Ji Wushuang possessed extraordinary talent. If she could raise him well, he would become one of her greatest sources of support in the future.

To exchange sincerity for sincerity—even if it was false sincerity, it had to appear as genuine as the real thing.

That was what she had learned after becoming Pope.

"I'm rather nervous," Ji Wushuang said with a smile. He slowly took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart.

A hint of satisfaction appeared in Bibi Dong's eyes.

The fact that he had not immediately wet himself had already far exceeded her expectations.

Bibi Dong released her power and enveloped Ji Wushuang's entire body, shielding him from the rushing air. She then accelerated, and everything below was flung behind them in the blink of an eye. An hour later, the two had arrived above the boundaries of the Star Dou Great Forest.

"Wushuang, you've studied at Martial Soul Hall Academy for three days now. Let me test you."

"How many years do you think your Spirit Ring should be? What kind of Spirit Ring should you absorb?"

Bibi Dong watched Ji Wushuang with a stern expression, anticipation glimmering in her eyes. She looked like a strict teacher.

Ji Wushuang could not discern Bibi Dong's intentions. Because he had read the original novel in his previous life, he currently thought of Bibi Dong as a lunatic with severe dissociative identity disorder.

Serving a ruler was like serving a tiger.

That saying was perfectly embodied by the Bibi Dong of the original novel.

"Don't be afraid. Say whatever you think."

Bibi Dong looked no older than eighteen or nineteen, yet she had actually given birth before. As she spoke to Ji Wushuang now, she seemed unexpectedly gentle, carrying a faint maternal glow.

"Four hundred years. A Spirit Ring that can increase my attack power or speed," Ji Wushuang replied without hesitation.

"If this were in a classroom, that answer would count as perfect. But with me, it only counts as passing." Bibi Dong landed with Ji Wushuang and walked through the forest as she spoke.

"After years of research, I have concluded that the age of Spirit Rings a Soul Master can absorb is closely tied to their physical constitution and Spiritual Power. The level of Innate Soul Power and the strength of one's Martial Soul also affect a Soul Master's physical condition."

"Your first Martial Soul, the Peerless Sword Casket, does not reveal its strength, and it is impossible to judge its quality. However, judging from the power displayed by your Second Martial Soul, your Peerless Sword Casket is certainly no ordinary item."

"Because Twin Martial Souls appear together, the two Martial Souls must be of the same level. If one is stronger and the other weaker, Twin Martial Souls will not emerge."

"There is a type of Martial Soul in this world known as a God-Bestowed Martial Soul. Its wielder possesses Innate Soul Power at level twenty, yet those who possess it never dare to attempt absorbing Spirit Rings of a higher age."

The moment Ji Wushuang heard this, he understood that Bibi Dong was referring to the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

This uniquely blessed Martial Soul granted level-twenty Innate Soul Power upon awakening, and it also possessed a Deity inheritance. By completing the trials bestowed by the Deity, one could obtain astonishing rewards.

Since the age of Spirit Rings could be increased later, it was no wonder they were unwilling to take such risks.

And from Bibi Dong's words, it seemed she intended for him to absorb a Spirit Ring over four hundred years old.

Thus, he asked uncertainly, "Teacher, do you want me to absorb a five-hundred-year Spirit Ring?"

"Are you confident?" Bibi Dong asked with a smile.

"Not at all. But... without risk, there is no reward. I am willing to try," Ji Wushuang replied.

This was his first time absorbing a Spirit Ring, and he was well aware of the dangers involved. Besides, he had never been tempered by any heavenly treasures. How could he possibly be absolutely confident?

He did not have a Cheat that guaranteed one hundred percent success.

He had not been blinded by his own talent and had a clear understanding of the danger. Bibi Dong nodded in satisfaction. "Good! Rest assured, as my disciple, I will not allow anything to happen to you. If anything goes wrong at a critical moment, I will step in to help you."

She also did not want anything to happen to Ji Wushuang.

A genius like Ji Wushuang could be said to be the most important foundation of her future.