Just show it.
Titled Douluo would definitely come asking about it.
"Boy, your aura is steady. It seems you've already broken through Level 20, and you're even stronger than most who are at Level 20!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo had been skeptical at first, but after seeing Su Wen's condition, he completely believed Tian Yue.
"Just lucky, just lucky!"
Su Wen smiled brightly.
"Heh, I won't beat around the bush. You've seen Tian Yue's condition. Could you give me an Immortal Herb..."
Golden Crocodile Douluo had barely finished speaking when a cold voice suddenly rang out from the courtyard gate. "Second Worship, are you here to beg my disciple for charity?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression darkened. Bibi Dong, holding the Pope's Scepter, strode into the courtyard on her long, perfectly proportioned legs, a trace of mockery and scorn at the corners of her mouth.
She walked slowly to stand in front of Su Wen and looked straight at him.
"Pope, you certainly have taken on a fine disciple. Even I can't help feeling envious."
Golden Crocodile Douluo snorted. He clearly didn't like Bibi Dong either.
He showed little emotion, but was somewhat surprised inwardly.
Bibi Dong seemed to have broken through to Limit Douluo.
Her strength was putting pressure on him.
That woman's progress was astonishingly fast!
"I have no other intentions. For one Immortal Herb, I can promise this boy three favors, as long as they're within my power."
Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't bother arguing with Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong looked at Su Wen. It was indeed a pretty good deal.
A Peak Douluo at Level 98 would step in three times.
That would be enough to take care of a lot of things.
She might dislike the Worship Hall, but she couldn't deny how powerful they were.
"I do have one to spare."
Su Wen smiled. He had indeed considered making connections with the Worship Hall.
But Bibi Dong stood between them.
If he went ahead with it on his own, it was easy to imagine what Bibi Dong might do.
She hated betrayal most of all.
Just as he was about to take it out, Bibi Dong suddenly raised a hand. "Second Worship, come back in three months."
"Why?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo was puzzled.
"No reason!"
Seeing how firm Bibi Dong was, Golden Crocodile Douluo fell silent for a moment.
Three months wasn't too long or too short. Waiting that long wouldn't hurt.
"Fine. I'll come back in three months. I hope you'll keep your word."
Watching Golden Crocodile Douluo leave, Su Wen asked in confusion, "Teacher, what difference does three months make?"
Bibi Dong's lips curved slightly upward. "Tian Yue already had innate Soul Power at Level 9; her body was just frail. If she takes an Immortal Herb, she should undergo a change like Nana did. Even if her transformation isn't as dramatic as Nana's, the Golden Crocodile is still a top-tier Beast Martial Soul. Unfortunately for her, she belongs to the Worship Hall. In three months, you'll have left her far behind."
Su Wen's mouth twitched. His teacher really was devious!
"Teacher, can you beat Golden Crocodile Douluo?"
"Your teacher is a Limit Douluo, but for certain reasons, I can only display the strength of a Level 98."
"Do you think I can beat him?"
Bibi Dong tossed the question right back to him.
"Of course you can, Teacher. You're the first person in Spirit Hall's history to successfully cultivate Twin Martial Souls!"
Flattery always worked, so he figured he'd make Bibi Dong feel good first.
Bibi Dong's lips lifted slightly.
She glanced into the room.
Then she walked right in.
A maid had tidied it, so the room was spotless.
The bed was creased.
Bibi Dong knew the little fellow had just been cultivating.
Her eyes were full of satisfaction.
Xiao Wen hadn't slacked off despite his sudden increase in Soul Power.
"Tomorrow, you and Nana will head to the Soul Master Academy."
Looking at the young genius she had carefully nurtured for a year, Bibi Dong took out a card and handed it to him. "There's a million Gold Soul Coins here. You and Nana should spend carefully. You should also carry some money with you when you're out."
Su Wen's eyes lit up, and he accepted it without hesitation.
A million!
He'd never seen that much money before.
He had no idea how much money Aunt Ye had.
He only remembered getting a few thousand gold coins each time.
"Don't look so pathetic. Don't embarrass me at the Soul Master Academy."
Seeing Su Wen stare blankly at the card, Bibi Dong scolded him.
Then she suddenly bent down and adjusted the slightly loose belt around Su Wen's waist.
"Make sure you fasten your belt tightly at the Soul Master Academy."
Spirit Hall Academy.
Su Wen and Hu Liena followed the vice dean to the entrance of Class Two.
There were more than a hundred students inside, all at least ten years old. Their Soul Power was at least Level 20 but below Level 30.
The vice dean gestured toward the room. The teacher who had been teaching saw him and immediately came out.
"Vice dean, what brings you here?"
"Haha, Teacher An Ya, please arrange things for these two students. Here are their records."
An Ya glanced at Su Wen and Hu Liena.
Her heart gave a little jolt.
The girl was as cute as a doll.
The boy was handsome too, but weren't they both under ten?
"What... Level 26... Level 28... seven and a half years old... a thousand-year second ring... the Pope's disciple..."
As An Ya looked over the records, each detail left her more shocked and bewildered.
What a load of nonsense they'd made up!
She gave the vice dean a strange look. Was he making fun of her?
"Teacher An Ya, is there a problem?"
The vice dean fought back a laugh.
He'd also been startled when he first received the documents from His Holiness the Pope.
He'd wondered if the Pope had taken a dislike to him and was planning to replace him.
He'd been anxious and afraid until Su Wen revealed his Spirit Ring, and then realized he'd been worrying for nothing.
Now it was someone else's turn, and he felt inexplicably pleased.
Heh!
An Ya sneered.
A problem?
There was a huge problem. A thousand-year second ring... Why not give him a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and send him flying into the sky?
But An Ya kept her expression calm as she spoke. "Vice dean, you're already a Soul Douluo. Why are you still so fond of playing jokes like this?"
"Do you think I'm joking?"
The vice dean narrowed his eyes.
"This..."
An Ya was startled when she saw his expression turn serious.
She instinctively looked at Su Wen and Hu Liena.
Two little monsters had arrived!
And anyone bold enough to send such monstrous geniuses out probably had a powerful figure watching over them.
An Ya said no more. After completing the handover with the vice dean, she led the two into the classroom.
Hu Liena looked a little timid, but she was even more curious.
She clutched Su Wen's sleeve and gazed around.
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