Douluo: Martial Soul Ghost Emperor of the Wedding Dress, All Spirit Beasts Sacrifice

The Ghostly Souls in the surrounding area were, in fact, a form of mental interference.

He could command them.

"Deactivate your Martial Soul Avatar!"

Bibi Dong's voice suddenly rang in Su Wen's ears.

Upon hearing this.

Su Wen followed Bibi Dong's instructions and deactivated his Martial Soul Avatar.

As his Martial Soul shrank, he returned to the ground, exhaling a breath of stale air with a few beads of sweat on his forehead.

Bibi Dong stared at him, her red lips parting slightly: "Your Martial Soul is indeed quite special. The spirits from just now possess mental attack capabilities; they could at least interfere with a Soul Grand Master or even a Soul Elder. However, your spirit power consumption must be quite high, right?"

Su Wen nodded in admission. While it hadn't drained him completely, he was consuming spirit power every single moment he remained in that state.

Bibi Dong affirmed: "It seems you are also capable of adding spirit rings with mental attributes!"

"Senior brother is so amazing!" Hu Liena felt a mix of fear and envy.

Her senior brother's Martial Soul was something she had never heard of before.

The Martial Soul looked hauntingly beautiful, like a woman on her wedding day, yet it was stained with blood and filled with evil.

Joy and disaster were intertwined; Hu Liena had never seen such a sight.

Next, Bibi Dong continued with the lesson, and Su Wen sat with Hu Liena to listen carefully.

As for the Palace Guard Knights who had been startled earlier, they did not come over to inquire about the situation.

Su Wen knew that Bibi Dong must have sent a voice transmission to tell them to leave.

"Gurgle!"

Hu Liena's little stomach chose an inopportune moment to growl.

She lowered her head, her small face flushing, and her little hands nervously twisted the hem of her clothes.

"Teacher, I'm hungry!"

Seeing this, Su Wen casually patted his own stomach.

Bibi Dong felt that it was about time, as she still had papal affairs to attend to today.

She instructed: "Nana, you should cultivate until you reach level ten, then come find me. I will have someone take you to obtain a spirit ring. Once you both have your first spirit rings, I will teach you combat techniques. I will have someone bring food over shortly."

With that, she walked out of the courtyard, for as the Pope, she had too many things to busy herself with.

Su Wen took a piece of candy from his Soul Tool, unwrapped it, and gently poked it into Hu Liena's moist, cherry-like mouth.

"Mmph!"

Hu Liena's fair, tender cheeks puffed out, and as she bit down with her pearly teeth, she felt a sweet sensation.

Su Wen asked: "Nana, is your Martial Soul the Demon Fox? Let me take a look!"

"Mm!"

Hu Liena nodded slightly, and as she stood up, a gentle orange light bloomed behind her.

The next moment.

A graceful, slender, and slightly languid fox appeared.

When Hu Liena summoned her Martial Soul, the blush on her small face faded slightly, replaced by a hint of pride.

"My Martial Soul Avatar isn't as impressive as yours, senior brother."

As she spoke, the Demon Fox merged back into her body.

Hu Liena's soft fox ears poked out from between her hair, and a large, fluffy tail grew from behind her.

Su Wen's eyes lit up; no wonder she was meant to pursue the path of charm.

At such a young age, she already had the ability to be "cutely" lethal.

"Yip!"

Her ears were suddenly grabbed, and Hu Liena's legs went weak, causing her to lean closer to Su Wen. She caught the scent on her senior brother—a very faint, fresh sweetness.

Su Wen gently pinched those fox ears, finding them hard to let go of.

However, remembering that he still had important business to attend to, Su Wen reluctantly let go.

"Nana, senior brother won't be able to eat with you. I need to make a trip to the Elder Hall. If you're tired, just rest in my room for a while."

"Mm!" Hu Liena retracted her Martial Soul, her little ears still red, and she said: "I live right next door to you!"

Su Wen didn't say anything more upon hearing this. He greeted Hu Liena and immediately headed toward the Elder Hall.

Ten minutes later, Su Wen relied on the Elder Token that Aunt Ye had left him to enter the grounds of the Elder Hall.

Passing through a courtyard filled with flower beds, Su Wen saw that it was planted with all sorts of flowers and plants, with chrysanthemums being the most numerous.

A bewitching figure draped in a bright red robe was busy tinkering with the flowers and plants inside.

"You must be Su Wen, right? The current disciple of His Holiness the Pope?"

He looked like a woman, but his voice was that of an effeminate man.

Su Wen immediately guessed the other party's identity, and seeing him staring, he immediately beamed, rubbed the back of his head with an embarrassed expression, and said, "I am. I didn't expect a senior like you to know me. May I ask who you are?"

"They all call me Chrysanthemum Douluo!" Chrysanthemum Douluo put down the items in his hands and walked out of the courtyard with a bewitching gait.

"Eh, why haven't you consumed an Immortal Herb?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo's expression suddenly changed.

He had naturally heard about the Immortal Herbs.

Upon learning that Lingyuan Douluo had found three of them, Chrysanthemum Douluo had sought her out immediately.

He wanted to obtain one for himself.

Unfortunately, Lingyuan Douluo explained that the last one had already been handed over to the Grand Pontiff.

Furthermore, the Grand Pontiff had secretly sent it to a certain location.

Chrysanthemum Douluo hadn't even had the chance to see an Immortal Herb.

According to Chrysanthemum Douluo's reasoning, since there were three Immortal Herbs, Su Wen must have already consumed one.

But now, it appeared he hadn't.

"This... perhaps the one I consumed was special!"

"That... is actually possible. After all, I have only heard of Immortal Herbs and have never truly seen one; some Immortal Herbs are indeed quite unique." Chrysanthemum Douluo nodded in agreement, then suddenly asked, "What did the Immortal Herb you consumed look like?"

Su Wen knew Chrysanthemum Douluo was becoming suspicious, and this was not an easy question to answer.

He didn't know how Aunt Ye had answered Chrysanthemum Douluo.

If the two of them gave different answers, it would be trouble.

Su Wen simply dodged the topic, putting on a curious face: "Elder Ju actually knows whether I've consumed an Immortal Herb or not. Does Elder Ju eat Immortal Herbs every day?"

The corner of Elder Ju's mouth twitched, his attention successfully diverted: "Immortal Herbs are not things one can just eat at random. Each one is a unique gift from heaven; obtaining even one is a massive stroke of fortune. The reason I know whether you've consumed one is entirely because I spend my life in contact with flowers, and my Martial Soul is of the Immortal Herb variety, making me quite sensitive to such things!"

"So that means... Elder Ju recognizes every Immortal Herb?"

Su Wen had originally wanted to find an opportunity to have Aunt Ye borrow the Immortal Herb Catalog from Chrysanthemum Douluo, but it looked like that wouldn't be necessary; he might be able to borrow it himself.

Chapter 14 Blue Silver Forest

"Hehe, I do have an Immortal Herb Catalog, passed down through my family. It records some Immortal Herbs... what are you doing?"

Watching Su Wen suddenly reach out a hand toward him, Chrysanthemum Douluo couldn't help but twitch his face; how could he not know what this meant!

Su Wen spoke without any pretense: "Hehe, let me take a look. I'm very curious about Immortal Herbs, and since my luck is so good, maybe I'll run into one in the future. When that happens, I'll share one with you!"

"Hahaha, you little brat..." Chrysanthemum Douluo was amused by his thick skin; it was truly impressive.

Chrysanthemum Douluo pinched his fingers into an orchid gesture, his voice effeminate: "I can give it to you when the time comes, but does a little guy like you even like flowers and plants? My Immortal Herb Catalog isn't something just anyone can touch!"

Su Wen affirmed, "I love Immortal Herbs!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo was left speechless by his honest expression.

Thinking of his status, backed by Lingyuan Douluo, a genius with Innate Full Soul Power, and now a disciple of the Pope, Chrysanthemum Douluo agreed: "I will make a copy for you. Come find me in a few days!"

"Many thanks, Your Excellency Ju!"

Su Wen smiled, greeted Chrysanthemum Douluo, and left with a joyful expression.

Watching Su Wen's back, Chrysanthemum Douluo sighed: "Her Excellency Lingyuan has truly spoiled him; he's both bold and thick-skinned!"

The Elder Hall was divided into several smaller halls, each housing a Title Douluo.

Su Wen circled around for a while before finding Lingyuan Douluo's courtyard.

Before he could even enter, he felt a wave of intense heat.

The courtyard was filled with red flowers; these blooms were incredibly vibrant, like a cluster of flames, and from time to time, a scorching aura emanated from them.

"Who is it?"

As Su Wen was observing the small courtyard, a figure walked out from the hall.

"Little Wen!"