The Furiously Enraged Tang San, the Shocked Qian Daoliu

Bibi Dong turned and left without giving Yu Xiaogang so much as an extra glance.

Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo shrugged and lazily followed behind, muttering things like "Wasted a whole night for nothing" and "What the hell can Blue Silver Grass possibly do?"

Lin Fan sidled up to Tang San with a grin and deliberately said loudly, "Little San, remember to come find me next time you need a Soul Ring."

Tang San said nothing. He merely walked forward with his head lowered, his fingernails nearly digging blood from his palms.

Only one phrase repeated over and over in his heart—The way to death, the way to death...

Yu Xiaogang's expression was not much better, but he still had to put on an act of having "everything under control" and dryly comforted him, "Little San, the strength of a soul skill isn't important. What matters is how it's used..."

"Mm." Tang San answered dully, but inwardly, he wanted nothing more than to pull out every Hidden Weapon from the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record and turn this group into sieves.

When the group returned to the outskirts of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong could not even be bothered with polite formalities. She simply tossed out a "Make yourselves at home," then left with Ghost Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Lin Fan.

As the group headed back, the atmosphere was so oppressive it was suffocating.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo walked at the rear, speaking in low voices.

"Old Ghost, do you think there's something strange about that kid?"

"Hard to say. But his surname is Tang, his Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, and his innate soul power is level six... It's too much of a coincidence."

"Should we investigate?"

"You two go back and look into it. He can't run away anyway." Bibi Dong said quietly. "Even if you find something, don't act rashly."

On the road back to Spirit City, Bibi Dong's feelings were particularly complicated, both good and bad.

The good part was that she had taken Lin Fan as her disciple. Lin Fan had the potential to become a god, and his future was bound to be bright.

If Qian Daoliu learned that she had already beaten him to the holder of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, what kind of expression would he make?

The bad part was that Yu Xiaogang had disappointed her far too much.

The Bibi Dong of the past had liked Yu Xiaogang's so-called "unbending pride" and his own sense of "pride."

But this groveling, lowly appearance was truly ruining what little goodwill remained.

It did not match the moonlight in her heart at all!

"Lin Fan, I have a way to resolve the attribute conflict between your Twin Martial Souls." Bibi Dong said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan immediately listened with rapt attention.

Afraid of missing a single word!

Over the past few days, the soul power conflict between his Twin Martial Souls had made him miserable. He could not even sleep peacefully.

Spirit City, before the Papal Palace.

"Welcome, Your Eminence the Pope!" The palace guards on both sides knelt in unison, their armor clashing with a thunderous clang.

Bibi Dong calmly stepped onto the Golden Long Steps, followed by the curious-looking Lin Fan.

"Teacher, are the steps in our Spirit Hall... inlaid with gold dust?" He bent down and touched the gleaming steps, fine golden specks sticking to his fingertips.

"Don't embarrass me." Bibi Dong did not turn her head. "Touch things again, and you'll train for three hours tonight."

Lin Fan instantly straightened his back, though from the corner of his eye, he spotted a familiar figure inside the hall—Hu Liena was passing through the side corridor when she paused upon seeing them.

"Teacher, you're back." She quickly stepped forward and bowed. Her eyes widened slightly when they swept over Lin Fan. "This is...?"

"Nana, he is the new disciple I have taken, Lin Fan." Bibi Dong spoke calmly, signaling for him to step forward with her eyes.

Lin Fan smiled and held out his hand. "Hello, Senior Sister! Please guide me in the future!"

This Senior Sister had a slender figure and fox-like eyes. She was even more stunning than in the anime.

Hu Liena smiled faintly and shook his hand. "Hu Liena. Martial Soul: Demon Fox. Level 31 control-type Battle Soul Elder."

After a pause, her eyes filled with curiosity. "What is your Martial Soul?"

"It's only average." Lin Fan grinned casually. "Six-Winged Angel and Purgatory Spider Emperor. Twin Martial Souls."

Hu Liena's pupils contracted, and she nearly failed to maintain her expression.

Twin Martial Souls?!

And one of them was the top-tier Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul?!

As for the Purgatory Spider Emperor, she had never heard of it, but if it could stand alongside the Six-Winged Angel, its quality was certainly not low!

And he called that 'average'!

She instinctively looked toward Bibi Dong, whose expression remained calm.

"Teacher... this..." Hu Liena's voice drifted slightly.

Bibi Dong said blandly, "Mm... In a few days, he'll enroll in Spirit Master Academy. At that time, he'll be a member of your Golden Class."

Hu Liena: "...Yes."

"Senior Sister, I'll be troubling you from now on. I promise I won't cause you any trouble!" Lin Fan scratched his head and said with a grin.

"...Alright." Hu Liena took a deep breath and barely forced out a smile.

This Guy looked so harmless when he smiled, but those Twin Martial Souls were simply absurd!

Bibi Dong glanced at Lin Fan, her tone gentle. "Alright, Nana. I still need to take him to handle something."

Without paying any more attention to the still-dazed Hu Liena, Bibi Dong led Lin Fan straight toward the Worship Hall.

"Teacher, are we going to see the Grand Priest?" Lin Fan asked quietly.

"Mm." Bibi Dong answered blandly.

Before the doors of the Worship Hall, two Soul Saint-level guards immediately bowed upon seeing Bibi Dong.

"Your Eminence the Pope."

Bibi Dong gave a slight nod and pushed the doors open, walking straight inside.

Inside the hall, Qian Daoliu stood with his back to them before the Angel Statue. His Golden Long Hair fell down his back, and his entire body radiated an unfathomable aura.

Beside Qian Daoliu stood a burly man clad in Golden Armor. He was none other than Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"Bibi Dong, what are you doing here?" Golden Crocodile Douluo turned to look at them. Seeing that Bibi Dong had brought a little boy with her, he sternly demanded, "You brought a Little Kid to the most important and sacred place in Spirit Hall. Are you trying to desecrate the majesty of the Angel God?"

Lin Fan stood to the side, rolling his eyes inwardly.

Who is this Old Man? Don't tell me he's Golden Crocodile. He looks exactly like the anime version, and his attitude toward Bibi Dong has always been terrible.

Bibi Dong remained calm and did not even spare Golden Crocodile Douluo a glance. She looked directly at Qian Daoliu. "Grand Priest, I naturally have my reasons for bringing him here."

Qian Daoliu slowly turned around, his gaze falling upon Lin Fan. His golden eyes were deep as an abyss. He said nothing, yet a faint pressure emanated from him.

"Grand Priest, my disciple's talent is passable. Perhaps... you might be interested." The corner of Bibi Dong's lips curved up.

Lin Fan blinked, secretly amused.

Here it comes, here it comes—the moment to show off!

He stepped forward and slowly raised his right hand beneath the gazes of Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"Six-winged Angel!"

In an instant, dazzling Golden Light burst forth from his body. The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, bearing three pairs of pure white wings, appeared behind him, and a sacred aura instantly filled the entire Worship Hall.

Qian Daoliu's pupils suddenly shrank, while Golden Crocodile Douluo directly cried out, "Six-winged Angel?!"

"Senior, does mine... count as Any Tom, Dick, or Harry?" Lin Fan blinked with an innocent expression.

Golden Crocodile Douluo: "..."