Rejecting Bibi Dong, Taking Qian Daoliu as Master

"Ninety-one... ninety-two..."

By the orphanage pond, Ji Xuan was doing push-ups.

For the past six years, after finishing his daily chores at the orphanage, he would study Soul Beast Knowledge and Soul Master Theory. With the advantage of memories from his previous life, he had already memorized most of the knowledge by heart.

Every day, he also made time to come here and train his body.

"...One hundred!" Ji Xuan pushed himself up from the ground and let out a long breath.

"Not bad physical fitness for such a little fellow." A voice came from behind Ji Xuan.

Ji Xuan turned around and saw a breathtakingly beautiful figure standing not far behind him, though he had no idea when she had appeared.

She wore a Purple Gold Crown, a Pope's Robe, and held a Papal Scepter.

This was... Bibi Dong?

It was Ji Xuan's first time seeing Bibi Dong in person.

He knew that Red Cardinal had hurried away to report his situation.

With talent like Innate Full Soul Power, he was bound to attract the attention of Spirit Hall's upper ranks.

But Ji Xuan had not expected Bibi Dong to come personally...

"Big sister... what can I do for you?" Ji Xuan feigned ignorance and asked curiously.

"Such a sweet talker." A gentle smile appeared at the corners of Bibi Dong's lips as she softly said, "I am Bibi Dong, the current Pope. I have come to take you as my disciple. Are you willing?"

"Greetings, His Holiness the Pope." Ji Xuan hurriedly bowed, not immediately answering Bibi Dong's question.

Ji Xuan did not want to get involved with Bibi Dong. She was a madwoman.

Though Bibi Dong truly possessed otherworldly beauty, Ji Xuan would not feel any affection for her simply because of her looks.

She was nothing more than an ungrateful person. For the sake of that useless Yu Xiaogang, she had chosen to betray her own faction.

She even kept believing that she was not at fault, that the entire world was wrong, and wanted to destroy it all.

Qian Xunjí had been far too merciful...

Had it been Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Bibi Dong would likely have been reduced to a breeding tool, drained of every last bit of value before being made to vanish completely from the world...

But... his current strength was insufficient. There was no way he could resist Bibi Dong.

It seemed he could only agree for now and watch how things unfolded...

"What... you aren't willing?"

Seeing Ji Xuan keep his head lowered without answering for so long, the smile on Bibi Dong's lips vanished as her eyes narrowed slightly.

If Ji Xuan refused, she would strike without hesitation.

A genius who could not be used by her could only be erased!

Otherwise, if those old guys from the Worship Hall learned of him, they would certainly bring him into the Worship Hall's camp.

Ji Xuan hurriedly raised his head and said, "No, Your Holiness the Pope, of course I am willing—"

Before he could finish, a beam of golden light suddenly descended between Bibi Dong and Ji Xuan.

"Bibi Dong, the Worship Hall wants this child."

As the light faded, a handsome middle-aged man in a plain Gray Robe, with Blonde Hair draped over his shoulders, appeared.

He was none other than the Great Worship of Spirit Hall, one of the continent's three peak powerhouses, owner of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, a Level Ninety-Nine Limit Douluo—Qian Daoliu.

Ji Xuan was overjoyed. Qian Daoliu had come. Not only was he safe now, but he could also stay far away from that madwoman Bibi Dong.

Qian Daoliu? Damn it, why had he come?

A trace of barely perceptible hatred ignited in the depths of Bibi Dong's eyes.

Whenever she saw Qian Daoliu, she remembered that beast Qian Xunjí and those dark days.

It was all Qian Xunjí's fault. He had destroyed her beautiful love, torn her apart from her beloved Xiao Gang, and ruined her entire life!

Bibi Dong said coldly, "Why should you get him? I was here first!"

"Hmph." Qian Daoliu snorted coldly and ignored Bibi Dong.

His gaze fell upon Ji Xuan, and he gently said, "Child, I am the Great Worship of the Worship Hall. Are you willing to join the Worship Hall and take me as your master?"

Guang Ling had suddenly rushed back to the Worship Hall, saying that a genius with Innate Full Soul Power had appeared, and that his Martial Soul was an unprecedented Sword-type Martial Soul.

Qian Daoliu had immediately rushed over.

"Ji Xuan, who exactly do you choose?"

Bibi Dong stared coldly at Ji Xuan, the threat in her eyes obvious.

Damn it, this madwoman looks like she wants to kill me!

Ji Xuan glanced at Bibi Dong, ignored her, and cupped his hands toward Qian Daoliu.

"Great Worship, I am willing to join the Worship Hall and take you as my master."

A smile appeared on Qian Daoliu's lips. He rubbed Ji Xuan's head. "Good. My obedient disciple, come with your master to the Worship Hall."

Qian Daoliu ignored Bibi Dong as well. With Ji Xuan in tow, he flashed into golden light and vanished from the spot.

Bibi Dong's face instantly darkened, and the hand gripping her Papal Scepter clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

Damn it!

Qian Daoliu, you deserve to die!

Every last one of your Angel lineage deserves to die!

And that little bastard Ji Xuan deserved it even more!

He actually dared ignore her, reject her, and choose to join the Worship Hall.

Good! Very good!

Bibi Dong's eyes filled with killing intent, and the air around her abruptly turned cold!

Ji Xuan would only be her enemy in the future. She had to find an opportunity to get rid of him!

Otherwise, once a genius with Innate Full Soul Power matured, the Worship Hall's strength would surely surge. Her future plan to destroy the Angel lineage would become even harder to achieve.

Worship Hall.

Inside the grand hall, a ten-meter-tall Six-Winged Angel Statue stood silently at the top of the hall.

Below the statue gathered several figures. They wore White-gold robes, and different Golden patterns adorned their chests, representing their respective Martial Souls.

They were the other six Venerables besides Qian Daoliu.

When they saw Qian Daoliu return, they all surrounded him.

Guang Ling Douluo was the first to approach Ji Xuan. He circled him and gave him a thorough look. "Big brother, is this the little fellow?"

Qian Daoliu nodded slightly and said to the Venerables, "That's right. His name is Ji Xuan. From now on, he is my disciple."

Looking at Guang Ling Douluo, who was not much taller than himself, Ji Xuan could not help feeling regretful.

In the original work, the fates of these Venerables had all been far too tragic.

However, since he had transmigrated here, these people should be able to escape those miserable endings.

"Xiao Xuan, your master will introduce them to you one by one."

Qian Daoliu introduced the other six Venerables in turn.

Ji Xuan pretended not to know them and greeted each of them.

The Venerables each took out a small gift for their first meeting.

Qian Daoliu also brought out a gift for taking him as a disciple: a golden ring.

"This is a storage Soul Tool. It has ten cubic meters of space, enough for you to use."

"Thank you, Master."

Ji Xuan accepted the Soul Guiding Ring, examined it for a moment, and put it on the index finger of his left hand.

"It is already late today. Your master will take you to your residence first. Tomorrow, we will obtain your First Soul Ring."

First Soul Ring?

Ji Xuan pondered for a moment, then raised his head to look at Qian Daoliu.

"Master, while casually reading ancient books, I discovered something that can improve a Soul Master's physical fitness and increase the Soul Ring absorption limit."

"What is it?"

Qian Daoliu frowned slightly. As a Level Ninety-Nine Limit Douluo, he had never heard of anything that could increase the Soul Ring absorption limit.

The gazes of the other Venerables also fell upon Ji Xuan.