Beautiful Master

"No need for formalities!"

Bibi Dong waved her elegant hand, and a surge of soul power prevented Shang An from kneeling.

She then turned her head to look at Gui Mei, who stood to the side.

"Elder Gui, you've worked hard. You may go and rest now."

"As you command."

Gui Mei lowered his head, answered respectfully, and then rose to leave the great hall.

After Gui Mei left, Bibi Dong's gaze fell upon Shang An. The child looked adorable and charming, radiating an aura of natural affinity.

His chubby, soft face made one want to reach out and pinch his cheeks. At this moment, he was staring at her with wide eyes, looking her up and down.

Bibi Dong was not angry. If anyone else dared to look at her like that, she would have slapped them down long ago. But Shang An was only a six-year-old child; what kind of malicious intent could a child possibly have?

Not to mention that Shang An was so cute, and the aura he exuded actually made her feel at ease.

The two stared at each other for a long while before Bibi Dong stood up, walking toward Shang An with her tall, perfect figure.

"Your name is Shang An?"

Bibi Dong looked down at the impossibly cute child before her. She hadn't felt much before, but up close, she discovered that the child radiated an aura of peace and affinity.

In his presence, her very soul seemed to be uplifted. Ever since that incident, her heart had been covered in dust, and she hadn't felt this way in a long time.

Bibi Dong's tone softened involuntarily.

"I'll just call you Xiao An."

"Okay, beautiful sister."

"Sister? You call me sister?"

Bibi Dong couldn't help but laugh. If it came to age, she was old enough to be his mother.

Looking at the cute child before her, she couldn't help but think of that other child. She wondered how she was doing now. She held extremely complex feelings for that child; if she spoke of love, every time she saw her, she was reminded of that humiliating event. If she spoke of hate, the girl was still flesh and blood born from her own body!

"Of course! Dean Grandma told me that when you meet a beautiful woman, you should call her sister, and you are the most, most, most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

Shang An's words interrupted Bibi Dong's drifting thoughts. She saw Shang An looking up at her, his large, dark eyes filled with innocence.

"You smooth-talking little brat."

Bibi Dong gave a light rebuke, yet she felt a sense of joy in her heart. No woman dislikes being called beautiful.

However, as Bibi Dong became the Pope, her majesty grew increasingly heavy. Her subordinates were always trembling in fear whenever they saw her, let alone speaking to her so "presumptuously."

To be called sister by a child now—even if she didn't say it out loud—she found it quite pleasant.

Perhaps only a child who knew nothing would dare to be this way. If anyone else were this presumptuous, they would likely have been crushed into meat paste by her.

Of course, this was only because she didn't know that Shang An was being even more presumptuous in his heart, thinking of her as his future wife. Otherwise, Shang An might not have been able to walk out of this Pope Palace.

"Xiao An, release your martial soul and let me see it."

Shang An obediently extended his right hand. A bead enveloped in chaotic-colored energy appeared in his palm, carrying a sense of evolving all things, though it lacked the powerful pressure it had during his initial awakening.

"It really is a god-level martial soul!"

Bibi Dong looked in shock at the mysterious bead surrounded by chaotic energy. She could feel the immense power contained within it, just like that other detestable child.

No! It was even stronger.

Although she had known that Shang An had innate full soul power of level twenty and was likely a god-level martial soul, she was still astonished to see it with her own eyes.

Because a god-level martial soul could not be created simply through mutation.

So far, the only known god-level martial souls in the world were two: the Six-Winged Angel martial soul of the Qian Clan and the Sea God martial soul of the Sea God Island Grand Pontiff.

There had never been a precedent of an ordinary person mutating into a god-level martial soul.

Bibi Dong thought about the child's status as an orphan. Perhaps she could send people to investigate Shang An's specific origins to see if they could find any clues.

"Xiao An, what is the name of your martial soul?"

"Taiyi Bead!"

Shang An decided to use the name of the artifact he had refined in his previous life, which served as the predecessor to his martial soul.

"Taiyi Bead, Taiyi Bead."

Bibi Dong muttered, feeling that it sounded profound even if she didn't quite understand it.

"Xiao An, are you willing to take me as your master?"

Take her as a master? Shang An pondered secretly. Ever since he was adopted by the Martial Soul Hall Orphanage, he was destined to be tied to the Martial Soul Hall. Besides, the Martial Soul Hall was powerful and wealthy, which would be very helpful for his cultivation and research.

As a genius with a god-level martial soul and innate level twenty soul power, even if he didn't want to join the Martial Soul Hall, they would never let him go.

Furthermore, given his apparent age and talent, the Martial Soul Hall would at least arrange for a Title Douluo to teach him. If he had to take a bunch of old geezers as masters, he might as well take a beautiful master—someone powerful and easy on the eyes.

Besides, in the 21st century of his previous life, it wasn't impossible for a teacher and student to... ahem, he was getting off track.

"I am the Pope of the Martial Soul Hall. If you become my disciple, I will cultivate you using the best resources the Martial Soul Hall has to offer."

Bibi Dong continued, speaking to Shang An.

Coming back to his senses, Shang An looked up at the slightly expectant Bibi Dong, flashed a sweet smile, and immediately performed a master-disciple kowtow.

"Teacher!"

"Very good, Xiao An. From now on, you are my second disciple."

"You have a senior sister who is six years older than you, but she is currently studying at the Wuhundian Advanced Spirit Master Academy. I will take you to meet her next time."

Senior sister? The image of a certain little fox appeared in Shang An's mind. Although Bibi Dong didn't say it, Shang An knew that the senior sister must be Hu Liena.

The future Golden Generation of Martial Soul Hall, though they were all a bit love-struck.

Or rather, the three beauties of Martial Soul Hall were all a bit love-struck: Bibi Dong was still thinking of Yu Dash before she died, and Hu Liena, as an enemy, even tipped off Tang San during the final battle between Bibi Dong and Tang San.

Qian Renxue "let bygones be bygones" and tried to recruit the son of her father's killer, and even held back multiple times while hunting Tang San after becoming a god.

It could be said that if Qian Renxue were a man, Tang San wouldn't have been able to jump around so freely.

But since Shang An had arrived, naturally, none of these things would be allowed to happen again.

Although he had no prejudice against Tang San, since they were destined to be enemies, then Third Brother would just have to suffer a little.

"Xiao An, from today on, you are my second personal disciple."

Seeing Shang An agree, Bibi Dong was also quite happy. She flipped her hand, and a silver-white ring with exquisite patterns appeared.

"This is a storage Soul Tool I used when I was the Martial Soul Hall Saintess. It is called Moonfall Star and can hold living things. Take it as the first gift from your teacher. Of course, you can also rename it."

"No need, I think this name is quite good."

Shang An took the storage Soul Tool in his hand. Storage artifacts were rare treasures in his previous life, and he only had a few after ransacking various sects, though unfortunately, they were all destroyed during his transmigration.

However, they were quite common on the Douluo Continent. Although the manufacturing methods had been lost, many had been passed down, and one could buy them as long as they had the money.

But the one Bibi Dong gave him was naturally not mass-produced goods. Not only did it contain a hundred cubic meters of space, but it could also hold living things, leaving that Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges behind by a long shot.

Thinking this, he put the ring on the ring finger of his left hand; after all, it was a gift from his future wife.

Bibi Dong naturally didn't understand the implication. Seeing Shang An accept it, she nodded in satisfaction and took his hand to walk outside.

"Xiao An, now I will take you to choose a residence."

"A residence? Won't I be living with Teacher? We always lived together at the orphanage."

Shang An asked, feigning ignorance.

"Of course not. You are now a disciple of the Pope, so there will naturally be a palace in Martial Soul City for you to live in. However, you are still young, so you can also choose to live in Teacher's palace, which will make it easier for me to guide you."

Bibi Dong covered her mouth and chuckled. For some reason, she felt that her mood had brightened up significantly just by being around Shang An.

"That's great! I want to live with Teacher."

Shang An's eyes lit up, and he said with a sense of impatience.

In the Worship Hall, a man with golden hair, handsome and dashing, who looked to be about thirty years old, was standing in front of the Angel Statue.

This was one of the three strongest people in the world today, a ninety-nine-level Peerless Douluo, the Grand Pontiff of Martial Soul Hall, Qian Daoliu.

Behind Qian Daoliu, a man in a black robe knelt on one knee with a devout expression.

"Innate level twenty soul power, a mysterious bead spirit?"

"Yes, Grand Pontiff. This is today's spirit detection report, along with specific information regarding Shang An."

The black-robed man quickly took out a stack of papers and respectfully presented them. Written on them was detailed information about Shang An.

Qian Daoliu waved his right hand, and his soul power carried the papers into his hand.

Shang An, male.

Spirit: Bead (suspected god-level spirit).

Innate Soul Power: Level 20.

Background: Unknown. Initially discovered by the Martial Soul Hall Purple-Robed Deacon Westin on the road outside Martial Soul City. No one claimed him. He grew up in the Martial Soul Hall Orphanage, has a reclusive personality, and loves to read...

At the same time, This report was also presented to Bibi Dong, and Bibi Dong frowned.