Choosing a Side! Pope Hall

"What is the effect of your first spirit skill? What spirit beast did it come from?"

"Ah? Isn't it forbidden to reveal the effects of one's spirit skills to others?"

Faced with the interrogation from Bibi Dong, Chen Xing chose to test her in a different way.

He clearly remembered that just moments ago, in front of everyone, Bibi Dong had sworn that she would not pry into his secrets.

If she wanted to go back on her word now, then the days ahead would be unbearable, and he would eventually have to find an opportunity to escape from Martial Soul Hall.

Conversely, if she cared about his feelings and chose not to press the issue, it would mean that staying in Martial Soul Hall might not be impossible after all.

In short, Bibi Dong's answer now would determine whether Chen Xing would remain peacefully in Martial Soul Hall.

The great hall fell into a brief silence, and the young man carefully scrutinized her expression.

Sure enough, upon hearing the counter-question, Bibi Dong was first stunned, and then a flash of guilt crossed her beautiful purple eyes.

She had actually forgotten about that...

A spirit skill is every spirit master's greatest secret; aside from one's closest kin, one basically tells no one.

She had been too excited just now, failing to control her emotions, and had blurted out the question.

But fortunately, he wasn't angry about it, merely asking her back in a daze.

Bibi Dong sighed inwardly, looking somewhat relieved.

Hm? No!

I am the Pope of Martial Soul Hall, why should I be afraid of him getting angry!

The person opposite me is just a little brat...

Thinking of this, the guilt she felt immediately turned into seriousness, and she said with a straight face.

"I was just asking casually; it seems you aren't completely ignorant of the rules."

"Very good, no matter who asks you in the future, do not tell them!"

As she finished speaking, Bibi Dong turned silently and walked toward the high throne.

At an angle where Chen Xing could not see, she rolled her eyes beautifully.

"This little brat! Honestly..."

"Actually, I didn't really want to know anyway! I could find it by just checking some records, hmph~"

Seeing that Bibi Dong had given up on pressing the matter, Chen Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he had long considered whether to join Martial Soul Hall, or rather, whether to join any faction at all.

Douluo Continent is vast and boundless, with spirit masters and spirit beasts as numerous as the hairs on an ox; rather than wandering and cultivating aimlessly on his own, it was better to join a faction for the sake of stability.

At the very least, his cultivation resources would be guaranteed.

Moreover, he had already fused with the Blue Silver Emperor Spirit Bone and awakened the "Emperor's Bloodline," meaning he was destined to become an adversary to Tang San and Tang Hao.

In his early stages, Martial Soul Hall would be the perfect umbrella!

And then there was that Ye Lanyi...

Chen Xing always felt that she wasn't as simple as she appeared on the surface; why was there no trace of the Ye Clan on the continent ten thousand years later?

Logically speaking, even with the restriction that only two Nine Heart Begonia users could exist at once, if a gap appeared in a certain era, their descendants should still have a chance to awaken the Nine Heart Begonia spirit through recessive inheritance.

Unless something unexpected happened to her later...

"Elder Gui Mei!"

Just as he was deep in thought, a soft shout from Bibi Dong interrupted Chen Xing.

He saw that she was already seated on her throne, her lazy posture perfectly displaying her alluring curves.

Between her crossed legs, her purple-gold high heels with a metallic luster were tilted upward, revealing a small portion of her jade-like feet.

She did not look at Chen Xing, but instead stared at the entrance of the hall.

Before long, a black shadow distorted the space, and Gui Mei appeared suddenly beside Chen Xing.

He knelt on one knee on the red carpet, his attitude extremely respectful, forming a sharp contrast with Chen Xing who stood to the side.

"Your subordinate is here!"

A hoarse voice rang out, and Gui Mei's respectful demeanor was such that he kept his gaze fixed on the floor.

Chen Xing took all of this in, and he couldn't help but change his opinion of this woman once again.

What kind of management style did she have that even a Title Douluo was so cautious?

It seemed that Gui Mei was already accustomed to such summons and displays of respect...

Amidst his doubts, Bibi Dong had already spoken.

"You take him to get familiar with the environment first, arrange a residence, and then notify the academy; send him there tomorrow!"

"While you're at it, pick out a few sets of clothes for him; in short, make him adapt to his new identity as soon as possible."

"Oh, and you handled his matter well; you and Yue Guan come see me later."

"Is there anything else you need?"

This final sentence was spoken by Bibi Dong to Chen Xing.

Anything needed? With the arrangements she had just made, she had already solved every issue regarding Chen Xing's food, clothing, housing, and transportation. For a six-year-old child, it seemed there was truly nothing left out.

Unless it was in terms of increasing his strength.

Increasing strength...

Spirit Rings!

As soon as he thought about increasing his strength, Chen Xing remembered that he still had eight empty Spirit Ring slots in his system space that hadn't been filled yet. However, he wondered if this request would be a bit too much.

Given his current physical fitness, his fourth Spirit Ring would definitely be a ten-thousand-year ring; surely he wouldn't settle for a thousand-year first ring for his second martial soul.

Therefore, the remaining eight slots would definitely need to be at the ten-thousand-year level...

Thinking of this, Chen Xing's expression became noticeably awkward.

This scene was keenly captured by Bibi Dong.

Hmm? Why is this little brat making that kind of face? As the Pope of Martial Soul Hall, what kind of request could be so difficult for you to voice?

She furrowed her beautiful brows and said with a hint of impatience in her tone.

"If you have something to say, just say it. As long as it helps you grow, there is nothing Martial Soul Hall cannot accomplish."

Hearing Bibi Dong make such a bold claim, and considering she had indeed not pried into his secrets earlier, Chen Xing ultimately could not resist the temptation within his reach and plucked up the courage to speak.

"I... I need eight ten-thousand-year Spirit Rings..."

Afraid that Bibi Dong would think the request was excessive, he specifically added afterward.

"But I have no requirements for the spirit beasts; as long as they are ten-thousand-year ones, it would be best if they were just barely over ten thousand years."

As soon as these words were spoken, even Gui Mei, who had been respectfully watching the carpet, raised his head and stared at Chen Xing with an astonished gaze.

Eight ten-thousand-year Spirit Rings? How could this kid say it so lightly!

Even with Martial Soul Hall's vast resources and several Title Douluo, it wouldn't just go out and hunt eight ten-thousand-year spirit beasts in one go!

Why would a six-year-old child need so many Spirit Rings?

Could it be that there is something fishy about this guy's strength...

He wouldn't be practicing some evil secret technique, would he?

Compared to Gui Mei, Bibi Dong appeared much calmer.

When she heard Chen Xing's request, the first thing she thought of was also evil spirit masters.

Those people relied on devouring to gain cultivation; some needed flesh and blood, some needed souls, and some could even directly devour the cultivation of others...

The very existence of Martial Soul Hall was to eradicate these demons!

But when Chen Xing summoned his martial soul just now, she did not sense even a shred of evil aura.

On the contrary, it was extremely pure; whether it was the life attribute or the Sword Intent, there were no extraneous components mixed in.

Therefore, Bibi Dong was very certain of Chen Xing's identity—he was not an evil spirit master.

Then, what was this little guy planning to do by asking for eight Spirit Rings all at once?