Qian Daoliu's Guidance, Bibi Dong Wants Dream Entry

"Spirit Hall is naturally the continent's foremost Soul Master faction. Its strength is beyond question."

Lu Yan answered calmly.

He was not worried that Qian Daoliu would develop a dislike for him because of it.

The Angel Douluo before him was someone who had truly inherited the glory of angels.

Had he not been limited by talent and opportunity, he would have been the most suitable candidate to inherit a godhood.

"No need for such pleasantries." Qian Daoliu's gaze was profound.

"I want to hear your true thoughts."

He remembered how his granddaughter had spared no praise for this youth in her letter, even showing an unusual degree of regard for him.

Only upon meeting him today did he realize that her letter had actually held back.

At such a young age, his Spiritual Power was already approaching the Soul Emperor realm. In this regard alone, even Xue'er fell short of him.

Given time, this youth would surely amount to something. If he could sincerely assist Xue'er, that would naturally be for the best.

As an elder, he had to understand this youth's vision and character.

"The general trend of the world is that what has long been divided must unite, and what has long been united must divide.

With Spirit Hall's current influence, the continent will inevitably be unified within a few decades."

Lu Yan's tone was steady, his gaze clear.

"Spirit Hall has opened a path of advancement for commoners across the land.

It has broken the nobility's monopoly over power."

He himself was one of those who had benefited.

Without Spirit Hall, perhaps he would not even have been able to awaken his martial soul.

He also knew clearly that without Tang San, that variable, Spirit Hall's foundation and strength would be enough to sweep through the Two Great Empires and complete the unification. It was merely a matter of time.

And in the long run, a unified world could prevent countless needless bloodshed and sacrifices.

Qian Daoliu carefully considered those words, a trace of surprise flashing through his eyes.

This youth was so young, yet his insight was already so thorough. His vision was extraordinary.

With him assisting from the side, Xue'er's position would surely become even more secure.

"The Heaven and Earth Vitality here is denser, which will benefit your cultivation.

For the time being, stay in Elder Hall and cultivate."

"Yes."

Night fell.

Bibi Dong listened to the maid's report, one elegant brow lifting slightly.

That old man actually valued him so highly?

Elder Hall had always been a place of secluded cultivation for Titled Douluo, yet an exception had been made for a youth.

Still, she did not pay it much mind.

Lu Yan was far too young. It would be at least twenty years before he could cultivate to the rank of Titled Douluo.

In the dead of night.

"Hu—"

Bibi Dong jolted awake from her dream.

Her silk nightgown was soaked through with cold sweat, clinging tightly to her fair skin and outlining breathtaking curves.

Purple Light flickered in her eyes as fear and boundless hatred intertwined within them.

On that incomparably noble face, only bone-deep pain and savagery remained.

Sleep completely gone, Bibi Dong simply sat cross-legged.

The next moment.

Dark purple light flickered around her body, carrying an evil, fallen aura.

From that day on, Lu Yan remained in Elder Hall to cultivate.

Whether it was thanks to Qian Renxue's recommendation or because his views had moved Qian Daoliu, Qian Daoliu actually began instructing him on how to use Soul Power and Spiritual Power efficiently and precisely.

He shared his own insights with him.

In just a few days, Lu Yan felt that he had benefited immensely.

Qian Daoliu was indeed a level ninety-nine Peak Douluo who possessed divine power.

His understanding and control of power were far beyond anything Lu Yan could currently reach.

One day, Lu Yan was sparring with Qian Daoliu.

Neither of them used their martial souls, clashing solely through Soul Power and Spiritual Power.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan suddenly came looking for them. He first respectfully bowed to Qian Daoliu.

"Great Enshrined Master."

"Does the Pope have business?"

Qian Daoliu's tone was calm as a strand of Angel Soul Power surged around his fingertips.

He continuously fed Lu Yan moves and pressured him.

Yet even so, Lu Yan still struggled to withstand him.

The ever-reliable Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track had lost its effect at this moment.

Yue Guan nodded. "Your Eminence the Pope ordered me to come and summon Lu Yan for a discussion."

Looking for me?

Lu Yan's heart stirred. Could Hu Liena have returned?

Qian Daoliu asked on his behalf, "Has she returned?"

"The Holy Maiden has not yet returned.

Your Eminence the Pope likely has other business." Yue Guan shook his head.

"Have her wait."

Qian Daoliu did not immediately let him go, his attention still focused on the instruction before him.

"Lu Yan, remember, a true strong expert never relies solely on Soul Skills.

One must use the martial soul as the foundation, with Soul Power and Spiritual Power as guides.

Only when all three are harmonized as one can one unleash the ultimate power."

Lu Yan attacked and evaded while listening intently.

A true teaching was worth more than a thousand words. Every word of Qian Daoliu's guidance was a pearl of wisdom, a supreme treasure unattainable in the outside world.

"I once had an old friend of astonishing talent.

Relying on his own gifts, without depending on Spirit Rings, he created Self-Created Soul Skills and was enough to roam the continent unmatched by any foe."

As he spoke of the past, a trace of reminiscence flashed through Qian Daoliu's eyes. He also thought of that old friend on the island overseas.

Lu Yan naturally knew whom he meant.

Tang Chen was arguably the most gifted Soul Master on Douluo Continent.

With the Clear Sky Hammer and the Great Sumeru Hammer he created himself, he suppressed Qian Daoliu, who possessed a god-level martial soul.

Had the Rakshasa God not interfered in secret, he might already have become the first person on the continent in a hundred years to ascend to the God Realm.

Bang!

A moment later.

Qian Daoliu ultimately did not keep Bibi Dong waiting for long. His Spiritual Power locked on, and one finger landed three inches from Lu Yan's glabella.

"Go with him.

You still have much to learn."

These past few days of instruction had made Qian Daoliu admire Lu Yan more and more.

This youth possessed extraordinary talent and exceptional comprehension. He understood at a single hint, making him effortless to teach.

Lu Yan respectfully acknowledged the order, then left with Chrysanthemum Douluo.

"Yue Guan, may I ask why Your Eminence the Pope has summoned me?"

Along the way, Lu Yan asked tentatively.

Yue Guan glanced at him, curiosity in his eyes.

Having spent many years in Spirit City, this was the first time he had seen the Great Enshrined Master personally instruct a junior so thoroughly, even speaking of past events.

"I do not know either. You will know when you arrive."

As they walked, Lu Yan realized that they were not heading toward the Pope's main hall.

Instead, they arrived at a Guest Courtyard with a tranquil setting and an elegant yet grand design.

Bibi Dong sat within a pavilion, still dressed in luxurious Pope Robes, though she did not hold her scepter.

Even so, the majesty she exuded invisibly was already enough to inspire awe.

"Your Excellency the Pope, Lu Yan has arrived."

"Mm. You may leave."

After Yue Guan departed, Bibi Dong's gaze fell upon Lu Yan, and she went straight to the point.

"This Emperor heard that you operate a shop in Heaven Dou City called 'Heaven.'

It can lead people into dreams, where everything goes as one wishes?"

"Reporting to Your Excellency, that is indeed the case."

Lu Yan's heart tightened slightly, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Come here. Let This Emperor try it." Bibi Dong commanded.

Lu Yan had thought there was some important matter, but it was actually for Dream Entry.

Then again, most women on Douluo Continent had regrets they could not let go of.

Lu Yan stepped into the pavilion and explained.

"Your Excellency, although my martial soul has a guiding effect, against someone whose Spiritual Power far surpasses mine...

...I fear it may not work. I am afraid I will be unable to satisfy you."

"Try it."

Bibi Dong's tone sank slightly. She disliked being disobeyed.

"Yes."

Lu Yan had no choice but to take out specially made Calming Incense and light it. Its elegant fragrance slowly drifted outward.

Bibi Dong gently closed her eyes.

She had not slept peacefully for many years. Whenever Deep Night came, nightmares would always jolt her awake.

Dream Butterfly possessed him.

Gorgeous Butterfly Wings unfurled behind him, shimmering with flowing radiance and illuminating the entire pavilion.

"Rather unique."

Bibi Dong watched those illusory butterfly wings.

She could sense the Spiritual Power fluctuations emanating from them, carrying an effect of comfort and hypnosis.

They might be effective against ordinary Soul Masters.

But to her, even without deliberately resisting, they were like a breeze brushing past a mountain ridge, unable to move her in the slightest.

The gap in Spiritual Power between them was like an insurmountable chasm.