It wasn't because he'd taken some kind of pill to force his level up.
And this kid's physical constitution was impressive, too.
"How did you level up so quickly?"
Bibi Dong was puzzled.
It had only been a few days since he awakened his Martial Soul.
If she hadn't sensed his condition herself, she never would have believed he'd advanced three levels in just a few days.
Su Wen shrugged. "My First Soul Ring was over six hundred years old, which brought me up to level twelve and a half. Yesterday, I ate the meat of a hundred-thousand-year-old Spirit Beast and cultivated for a while, and then I reached level thirteen!"
"A Soul Ring over six hundred years old? That's impossible!"
Bibi Dong immediately rejected the claim.
When she'd seen Ye Yuan'er yesterday, she hadn't asked in detail about Su Wen's Soul Ring.
After all, it was his First Soul Ring. No matter how strong it was, there was a limit.
But who could have guessed that this kid's Soul Ring was actually six hundred years old, breaking that limit?
Su Wen looked puzzled. "Why is it impossible?"
"Because..." Bibi Dong started to say something, then swallowed the words.
She gave a quiet snort. "No one in the Soul Master World has ever had a First Soul Ring over five hundred years old, let alone one as old as your six-hundred-year ring."
"Teacher, there may be no record of it, but that doesn't mean it's impossible. Aunt Ye helped me hunt the Spirit Beast for this Soul Ring herself. Surely she couldn't have gotten it wrong?"
Su Wen showed her his First Soul Ring.
Though it was still yellow, the glow and pressure of a four-hundred-year Soul Ring differed from those of a six-hundred-year one.
Bibi Dong could clearly sense that it was no mere four-hundred-year ring.
She fell silent, saying nothing for a while.
"Come with me!"
Bibi Dong suddenly turned and walked away, her gauzy skirt brushing past Su Wen's face.
Su Wen breathed in the fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose. "Teacher, where are we going?"
"What... do you want me to teach you here?"
"Teacher, wait a moment."
Su Wen hopped off the bed and put on his outer clothes as he walked.
He went out to the courtyard to wash up. Bibi Dong said nothing, merely watching him quietly.
Her Martial Soul is clearly evil, but she's got a pretty face.
"Teacher, what are you muttering about?"
"Nothing. Keep up!"
Su Wen followed behind her, looking at the sway of her shapely hips and feeling a little surprised.
Bibi Dong was showing far more patience than he'd expected.
All at once, a surging tide of Soul Power poured from Bibi Dong. The next moment, it carried Su Wen into the air with her.
Su Wen instinctively reached for something to grab, flailing around, but caught nothing.
He kicked his legs twice.
He was carried through the air in a face-down position, flying toward the Spirit Hall.
When they arrived at Pope Hall, Su Wen felt as if he'd been dragged back by the scruff of his neck.
Bibi Dong didn't even glance at him as she strode ahead on her slender legs.
"Teacher, what are you planning to teach me today?"
Su Wen followed behind her, asking with curiosity.
"Is what you said about the Immortal Herb true?"
"Thump!"
Su Wen hadn't expected Bibi Dong to stop so suddenly. He'd been looking up at her and couldn't brake in time, so he bumped into her from behind.
A springy force bounced him half a step backward.
"You..."
Bibi Dong turned around, her expression slightly cold.
But when she saw the little boy's small frame, the chill in her gaze gradually faded.
"Watch where you're going!"
After saying that, Bibi Dong continued toward the main hall.
"Of course it's true!" Su Wen rubbed his forehead and followed, knowing there was no point hiding it. There was no way he could keep it secret anyway. "I got it by sheer luck. I didn't expect Aunt Ye's Martial Soul to actually change."
"Why did you go to the Worship Hall when you needed to obtain a Soul Ring? Couldn't your teacher have helped you?"
Bibi Dong didn't bring up the Immortal Herb again. She'd already asked Ye Yuan'er about it.
The Immortal Herb was gone, so there was no point asking more.
She needed to know how the boy felt about the Worship Hall.
Ye Yuan'er doted on him.
And he had Innate Full Soul Power.
If they sided with the Worship Hall, they would become a major obstacle to her taking complete control of the Spirit Hall.
Su Wen was speechless. Why didn't we go to you? Don't you know the answer?
If you'd gone, Aunt Ye wouldn't even have gotten a chance to lick the bowl.
That was what he thought, but he said, "I heard the Grand Pontiff was the strongest Soul Master in the Spirit Hall, but I didn't like his light attribute."
Bibi Dong was fairly satisfied with that answer. Children did tend to admire the strongest people, and they weren't usually calculating.
At the last sentence, the corner of her mouth lifted ever so slightly.
Su Wen's Martial Soul did clash with those of the light attribute.
The two sides inexplicably felt a dislike for each other.
Even if he became a Super Douluo someday, he still wouldn't be able to enter the Worship Hall.
Bibi Dong relaxed a little. As long as she kept Su Wen in check,
Lingyuan Douluo would naturally side with her as well.
She knew all too well how much potential a Titled Douluo with a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring had.
In just a few years, Lingyuan Douluo would surely become a Super Douluo!
"Teacher, what is this place?"
Su Wen followed Bibi Dong into a side hall. It was lavishly decorated, and the room was filled with a sweet, delicate fragrance.
"The Saintess Hall!"
The Saintess Hall had once been Bibi Dong's residence!
Why had she brought him here?
Seeing Su Wen's puzzled expression,
Bibi Dong quickly gave him an answer.
"You'll stay here for now. If you have any questions about cultivation, you can come straight to Pope Hall and find me!"
"Get familiar with the place first. See if there's anything you want brought over, and arrange things however you like. I'll start teaching you how to cultivate tomorrow!"
Su Wen understood and smiled brightly. "Teacher, does that mean I can go back whenever I want?"
Bibi Dong nodded. "You can... In a little while, I'll have someone bring your junior sister here to meet you. You can get to know each other."
With that, Bibi Dong turned and headed outside. When she reached the door, she suddenly stopped. "Don't tell anyone how old your First Soul Ring is!"
"Got it, Teacher!"
Su Wen waved.
After Bibi Dong left,
he stretched and, without a second thought, climbed into the big bed and took another nap.
"Senior... Senior Brother!"
Su Wen opened his eyes.
At some point, a porcelain doll of a girl had appeared beside the bed.
Her little face was flushed, and she nervously clutched the hem of her clothes, standing obediently at his side.
Hu Liena had been brought over by a maid to meet her senior brother.
The door had been open when she arrived.
She'd walked right in, not expecting her senior brother to be asleep.
She'd wanted to leave.
But then she remembered that her teacher had told her to come. If her senior brother didn't see her,
he might think she was being rude.
So she waited quietly by the side.
When she saw that her senior brother was the big brother who had given her candy yesterday, Hu Liena's worries faded.
This big brother was easy to get along with. He wouldn't bully her.
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