The Posture of Becoming a God, the Ultimate Dream

"Hiss—"

At the sight of that dazzling light, almost no one could remain calm.

"That child..."

"Actually has Innate Full Soul Power!"

"It's been many years since a genius like this last appeared, hasn't it?"

"..."

Sigma was stunned, but his ears were still working.

The exclamations from his colleagues, along with that effeminate voice, all reminded him that he had not seen wrong. This junior before him truly possessed Innate Full Soul Power!

But...

Ye Tian was from the Food System!

That was what shocked and puzzled Sigma the most.

Although Spirit Hall had not produced a genius with Innate Full Soul Power for many years,

it was not as though there had been none at all.

But throughout the entire Soul Master World, not to mention the Food System, there had never even been a record of Innate Full Soul Power within the whole Support System!

Amid the slightly delayed uproar surrounding Ye Tian,

quite a few high-ranking or knowledgeable Spirit Masters realized this as well.

Bibi Dong glanced sideways.

The Elders and Red Bishops wore astonished expressions.

Pope Qian Xunji could not help straightening up and leaning forward slightly as he smiled at Ye Tian.

"Haha."

"An auxiliary-type Innate Full Soul Power. Not even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has ever produced one..."

"Good, very good!"

Qian Xunji nodded in satisfaction.

His fingers tapped lightly as he looked at Ye Tian meaningfully.

Such a genius, at such a young age... with proper training, he could definitely become Xue'er's support in the future.

Ye Tian ignored those exclamations.

Calmly withdrawing his small hand, he lightly clenched it into a fist.

An Innate Full Soul Power Food System.

He had the posture of becoming a god!

A trace of yearning appeared in Ye Tian's eyes.

Why had he been obsessed with pill refining in his past life?

Was it not to obtain that mysterious, ethereal power and fulfill the ultimate dream that his ancestors had pursued for thousands of years: immortality!

As long as one was alive,

there was a chance to do anything one wanted.

To run, to jump, to score a beautiful bicycle kick!

Ye Tian understood.

Douluo's cultivation system had plenty to recommend it.

There was no doubt that

the God-level Experts here truly could achieve immortality!

A smile appeared on Ye Tian's face.

He opened his right hand again and summoned that flawless, pure Pill Martial Soul.

It seemed

that he would have to continue indulging in pill refining in this life.

Only, his method of pill refining

no longer required an Alchemy Furnace.

The Martial Soul in his hand

was enough!

The rich Pill Fragrance in Ye Tian's palm spread outward once more.

"!!!"

Sigma caught that clear, pure scent and immediately came back to his senses.

Somewhat uncertain, he turned around

and looked towards Qian Xunji.

With a genius possessing Innate Full Soul Power appearing, the Pope should make some gesture. After all, had today not been arranged precisely to demonstrate the importance placed on these younger generations?

Qian Xunji slowly rose to his feet and paced forward.

Ye Tian put away his Martial Soul and silently watched the Pope before him, gilded on the outside but rotten within.

In an instant, the Pill Fragrance dissipated.

Bibi Dong's eyelashes trembled as she shot an extremely disgusted glance at Qian Xunji's back. Her gaze passed over that revolting existence, and Ye Tian's figure was reflected in her purple eyes.

Such a genius.

She seemed to have a use for him, whether now or in the future.

In any case,

she could not let that beast have him!

Bibi Dong made her decision at once. She quickly stood up and called out emotionlessly:

"Teacher."

"Hm?"

Qian Xunji was stunned and turned back in surprise.

Ever since that incident, Dong'er had rarely taken the initiative to speak to him like this.

Qian Xunji immediately asked:

"Dong'er, what is it?"

Ye Tian naturally looked towards Bibi Dong as well.

The moment he met those cold purple eyes, he immediately felt that something was wrong.

Without even looking at Qian Xunji, Bibi Dong extended a finger in Ye Tian's direction. Her voice was slightly cold. "I want him to be my disciple."

"!"

Ye Tian froze.

If he could,

he truly wanted to immediately raise his voice and loudly refuse Bibi Dong!

But he had no room to choose.

Why would Bibi Dong at this time want to take in a male disciple?

Ye Tian suddenly felt that his future had grown dark.

Yet that did not stop the many envious gazes around him from falling upon him.

"Oh?"

Qian Xunji was naturally just as surprised, but he did not refuse immediately. Instead, he looked at Ye Tian, revealing a slight hint of regret.

Seeing this, Ye Tian's vision darkened a little.

Sure enough.

After only a few breaths, Qian Xunji smiled and nodded.

"If Dong'er wishes to take a disciple, then naturally there is no problem. So long as he is willing, I would also be happy to have him as my grand disciple."

Tap—tap—!

Having received permission, Bibi Dong walked directly past Qian Xunji and arrived before Ye Tian, looking down from above at him.

Ye Tian raised his eyes.

The faint, icy killing intent made him somewhat uncomfortable.

His gaze traveled upward, past the soft mounds, to that slightly pale and cold face.

"Ye Tian, correct?"

Bibi Dong's somewhat sharp pink lips moved.

She raised her hand and placed it atop Ye Tian's head, staring at him as she asked:

"Are you willing? To become my disciple."

"I am willing."

Ye Tian did not hesitate. He agreed despite himself.

He understood that if he dared refuse,

then judging by the Qian Family father and son's indulgence toward this woman, Bibi Dong could casually find an excuse to kill him, and they would at most let out a few more muffled farts!

That was no exaggeration.

"..."

Bibi Dong looked at Ye Tian, somewhat surprised by the child's composure. Yet the laughter behind her filled her beautiful face with icy gloom.

"Haha. Okay, very good."

Qian Xunji stepped forward to stand beside Bibi Dong and nodded in satisfaction.

"It is no small matter for the Saintess of Spirit Hall to accept a disciple. Dong'er, since everyone is here, shall we hold an apprenticeship ceremony?"

"No need."

Before he could finish, Bibi Dong interrupted him.

"I'm a little tired."

"Go back and get yourself settled. Tomorrow, you will officially become my disciple."

After giving Ye Tian another look,

Bibi Dong turned around decisively, intending to leave.

Qian Xunji frowned slightly and glanced at Ju Douluo and the others. The many Red Bishops immediately understood and bowed to Bibi Dong one after another.

"Congratulations to the Saintess on gaining an excellent disciple!"

Bibi Dong acted as though she had not heard them and did not pause at all.

Qian Xunji watched Bibi Dong's retreating figure.

Agreeing to let Bibi Dong take a disciple was naturally not merely because he felt guilty.

He also held onto the hope of repairing their relationship!

In Qian Xunji's view,

since Bibi Dong had taken a liking to this child, perhaps she would gradually let go. Once feelings developed between master and disciple, this disciple would also become Dong'er's weakness.

At that thought,

Qian Xunji looked at Ye Tian. With his hands behind his back, he said meaningfully:

"Cultivate well. Do not forget Spirit Hall's nurturing. You are not only Dong'er's disciple, but also my grand disciple. Do you understand?"

"Rest assured, Your Majesty. I understand."

Ye Tian lowered his head. There was no doubt that this was Qian Xunji warning him.

It seemed

that he did not completely trust Bibi Dong either.

"Hm. Consider this the apprenticeship gift I, your grandmaster, am giving you on Dong'er's behalf."

Qian Xunji nodded slightly.

He took a golden ring from somewhere and handed it to Ye Tian.

Ye Tian's eyes brightened.

"Heh. It seems you, kid, know what this is."

Qian Xunji did not bend down.

Ye Tian raised both hands, accepted the Storage Soul Tool, and bowed.

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Pope."

"Go back and get yourself settled. I trust Dong'er will teach you well."

Qian Xunji casually waved his hand,

then turned away.

I hope so...

Ye Tian murmured as he looked at the ring in his palm, then thanked Sigma.

Under everyone's watchful gaze,

he spread his legs and ran out of the square.

From afar, Sigma's voice, like muffled thunder, could still be heard.

"Cucumber Martial Soul, Innate Soul Power level two."

"Oakwood Martial Soul, Innate Soul Power level four."

"..."

"Broken Sword, Innate Soul Power level seven. Next."

"Ball of Yarn, Innate Soul Power level one."

"..."

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