Yun Yuan was immensely satisfied with Wind and Thunder Instant Body, the skill of his Wind and Thunder Wings.
With this skill, combined with the killing power and explosive force of his Atlas Spear, he did not dare imagine just how overpowered he would become in the future.
The Atlas Spear had already been terrifying enough, its explosive power no weaker than the Clear Sky Hammer's Exploding Ring. Now that he had gained a soul skill with such extraordinary mobility, Yun Yuan could not help but offer a silent prayer for his future opponents.
If you run into me, you've run into a devil.
After hearing this, Qian Xunji stood frozen for two or three seconds before suddenly clapping his hands. A look of shock appeared on his face, while his eyes brimmed with delight.
As a knowledgeable and discerning Soul Master, he knew all too well how terrifying Yun Yuan's soul skill was.
Today's trip to obtain a soul ring for Yun Yuan had brought one surprise after another. First, his martial soul had evolved, reaching a level nearly comparable to a God-level Martial Soul. Then he had absorbed an External Soul Bone and gained such a highly mobile soul skill.
"Xiao Yuan, I believe that in the future, you will not only replace Tang Chen, the invincible powerhouse of the continent, but also become the strongest person on Douluo Continent."
Qian Xunji held profound expectations for Yun Yuan.
Heaven truly favored him. It had actually allowed Martial Soul Hall to produce such a peerless Soul Master genius.
After helping Yun Yuan obtain his first soul ring, Qian Xunji hurriedly brought the two of them back to Spirit City.
Inside the Papal Palace of Spirit City.
Qian Xunji stood before Yun Yuan and Bibi Dong, his gaze fixed intently on Yun Yuan as he revealed his decision.
"Xiao Yuan, I have decided to appoint you as the Martial Soul Hall Saint Son. Before long, I will announce it to the world: you, Yun Yuan, are the Martial Soul Hall Saint Son and the next Pope of Martial Soul Hall."
At those words, surprise flashed through Yun Yuan's eyes. He softly asked, "Teacher, isn't this too soon? Besides, my cultivation is only at the Soul Master level."
Qian Xunji's decision caught Yun Yuan completely off guard. He had thought that Qian Xunji would at least wait until he became a Soul Ancestor or a Soul King before entrusting him with such a responsibility.
Yet he had only just obtained his first soul ring and officially become a Soul Master, and Teacher Qian Xunji already intended to make him the Saint Son.
"Haha, Xiao Yuan, I believe you can handle it. With your talent, what difference does it make whether you become the Saint Son sooner or later?"
Yun Yuan's talent and attitude toward cultivation pleased Qian Xunji immensely. In his eyes, so long as Yun Yuan did not perish, the future number one powerhouse on the continent—the one standing at the pinnacle of Soul Masters—would undoubtedly be his disciple, Yun Yuan.
When that time came, how proud and high-spirited would he, Qian Xunji, be?
Father, though I may be disappointing, I will cultivate a disciple who is not. I will bring Martial Soul Hall to even greater heights and prove myself to you.
Qian Xunji sighed inwardly.
Although he was the current clan leader of the Angel Clan, among all the previous leaders, he was the one with the weakest talent and strength. This had always been a sore point in his heart.
Qian Xunji could do nothing about it. His future would most likely peak where it was; he could not become an unparalleled powerhouse like his father, invincible in the sky and standing at the pinnacle of Soul Masters.
But Qian Xunji had his own pride. Since his talent and strength were lacking, then he would bring Martial Soul Hall to another level altogether.
That way, he could prove to his ancestors that although Qian Xunji was not strong enough, he could lead Martial Soul Hall toward an even more glorious future. He was absolutely not a worthless Pope.
To some extent, Qian Xunji and Yu Xiaogang were the same kind of person. Both lacked sufficient personal strength and wanted to achieve greatness through other means in order to prove themselves.
Putting aside his thoughts, Qian Xunji turned his gaze toward his other disciple.
To prevent his other disciple from feeling slighted, Qian Xunji spoke to reassure her.
"Dong'er, don't be discouraged either. The position of Martial Soul Hall Saintess will be yours someday."
"But at present, your strength is still insufficient for you to take on the position of Saintess."
"If you want to become the Saintess, it isn't as though Teacher cannot agree. As long as your attitude toward cultivation matches that of your Junior Brother and you prove it to Teacher, then Teacher will appoint you Saintess one month from now. How about it?"
Upon hearing Qian Xunji's words, Bibi Dong repeatedly shook her head. Cultivating the way Junior Brother Yun Yuan did would be far too torturous for her.
"Teacher, forget it. This disciple should wait until my strength is sufficient before taking the position of Saintess."
"This disciple is too disappointing to ever learn Junior Brother's attitude toward cultivation."
Bibi Dong voiced the true thoughts in her heart to Qian Xunji.
Ever since Junior Brother Yun Yuan had appeared, Qian Xunji had stopped pushing her so relentlessly. Gradually, she had regained the nature of a young girl.
After all, Yun Yuan's experiences from his previous life gave him more than twenty years of life experience. Whether in handling matters or cultivating, he was naturally much steadier.
Bibi Dong was only a young girl who had just awakened her martial soul. How serious could she possibly be about cultivation?
"Mm, Dong'er, Teacher is very pleased that you can think this way."
"However, Teacher still hopes that you will devote more thought and time to cultivation. Although your Junior Brother now shares some of the pressure for you, Teacher will still be very strict with you."
Qian Xunji looked at Bibi Dong and instructed her with a stern expression.
She should not think that, just because Junior Brother Yun Yuan was here, he, Qian Xunji, would no longer force her to cultivate as he had before. He had merely eased up a little.
Qian Xunji's only regret now was Bibi Dong's attitude toward cultivation. If she could be like Yun Yuan, he did not dare imagine how satisfied he would be.
"Understood, Teacher. Dong'er will definitely learn properly from Junior Brother. Please rest assured."
Hearing Teacher Qian Xunji's instructions, Bibi Dong nodded. Before Qian Xunji, she looked just like an obedient disciple.
Qian Xunji then had his two disciples leave the Papal Palace and return to continue their previous cultivation.
After leaving the Papal Palace, Yun Yuan checked the time and found that it was already time to practice his spear.
His gaze turned toward the great mountain beside his palace, his eyes filled with anticipation and excitement. To him, spear practice was a kind of enjoyment.
Then, he briskly made his way to the mountainside, intending to seek Instructor Gu Feng's guidance in spear techniques.
Half an hour later.
Yun Yuan practiced his spear techniques on the mountainside while Gu Feng watched from the side as though he were looking at a monster, his eyes filled with astonishment and confusion.
He felt that Yun Yuan's talent in the Spear Dao had somehow improved by a tremendous margin, nearly beyond his comprehension.
"He truly is a monster among monsters. With Xiao Yuan's talent, it would be unreasonable if even heaven didn't envy him."
After sighing in admiration, Gu Feng realized that Yun Yuan had already absorbed everything he had just explained. Yun Yuan was now looking at him expectantly, wanting him to explain more.
"Sigh, I have to teach new material again. At this rate, forget a few years—even one year will be enough for me to run out of things to teach him."
Over the following month, Yun Yuan continued enriching himself through his usual cultivation routine every day. During that month, he was like a sponge, frantically soaking up all the knowledge Qian Xunji, Elder Yin, and Gu Feng possessed.
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