Innate Soul Power Level Twenty

In the end, Ye Qifeng followed Jin E to the Worship Hall.

Bibi Dong returned to the Pope Palace as well.

Worried, she sent Gui Mei to wait outside the Worship Hall.

If Ye Qifeng did not come out, she would demand an explanation from Qian Daoliu.

Two minutes later.

As a Super Douluo, Jin E was extremely fast.

Bringing Ye Qifeng along took no effort at all. In less than two minutes, they arrived at the Worship Hall.

Ye Qifeng saw Qian Daoliu standing beneath the lifelike, enormous Six-Winged Angel Statue, his back turned toward him.

"Grand Consecrator, I brought him."

Jin E first bowed to the Angel Statue, then said to Qian Daoliu, "However, the Pope wants him as well. This may be a little troublesome."

"No matter." Qian Daoliu waved a hand and spoke calmly.

"Then I'll take my leave." With that, Jin E withdrew.

He had already done what he needed to do.

The rest was up to the Grand Consecrator.

He still needed to return and care for his granddaughter, who had just turned two.

Qian Daoliu turned around, surprise flashing through his eyes. So it was this little fellow.

He had read Ye Qifeng's file two years ago.

An orphan from the Orphanage, brought back to Spirit City by Bibi Dong and Yue Guan six years ago, then placed in the Orphanage's care.

Childhood sweethearts with Bibi Dong's disciple, Hu Liena.

He was also on good terms with his granddaughter, Xiao Xue.

Over the past two years, Xiao Xue had written several letters asking about him.

At such a young age, he had already read every book in the Spirit Hall Archives. His understanding of Martial Souls was unique and remarkably insightful.

He had not expected the boy to actually research something worthwhile. It was rather impressive.

Xiao Xue's Fourth Spirit Ring had absorbed a ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring at this brat's instigation. When his granddaughter stubbornly made that request, he had been furious.

Fortunately, although the absorption process had been difficult, it ended without danger, and she successfully absorbed it.

Nothing had ultimately gone wrong. Otherwise, he would have split this brat in two with a single palm strike.

Even now, whenever Qian Daoliu looked at Ye Qifeng, he could not help grinding his teeth.

"I am Qian Daoliu, the Grand Consecrator of Spirit Hall. Child, what is your name?" Qian Daoliu looked at Ye Qifeng with a kindly expression, pretending not to know him.

Neither servile nor overbearing, Ye Qifeng should have knelt according to convention, but he did not want to kneel before Qian Daoliu. He merely bowed and gave his name:

"My name is Ye Qifeng."

To Ye Qifeng, Qian Daoliu appeared to be only thirty or forty years old. He was handsome, with a faint smile on his face.

But Ye Qifeng knew that Qian Daoliu's true age had long surpassed a hundred. He was only a few years younger than Jin E, who had brought him here.

Qian Daoliu dressed simply, giving off a calm, tranquil, comfortable impression.

Yet Ye Qifeng faintly sensed an extraordinary aura from him, one as deep as an abyss and as oppressive as a prison—an utterly terrifying presence. It should have been Angel Divine Power.

As expected of one of the three remaining Limit Douluos in the world. If he uses that Angel Divine Power within him, his strength should be at the Demigod Realm. Ye Qifeng thought to himself.

At that moment, Qian Daoliu said, "Ye Qifeng, was it? You are quite impressive!"

Qian Daoliu did not like such cumbersome formalities as kneeling either. Seeing Ye Qifeng bow respectfully, he was somewhat satisfied and did not stint on his praise.

"If you can, release your Martial Soul. Let me take a look," Qian Daoliu stated his request.

"No problem."

After a brief moment of thought, Ye Qifeng summoned his Martial Soul as instructed.

Naturally, no phenomenon appeared. Under Ye Qifeng's control, the Martial Soul floated above his left palm, faintly emitting a pure aura of darkness.

Ye Qifeng had a feeling that as long as he wished it, the heavenly phenomenon could appear at any time.

It was simply too conspicuous and looked quite intimidating. He felt there was no need for it; keeping a low profile was better.

Seeing that Ye Qifeng had already summoned his Martial Soul,

Qian Daoliu unleashed his immense Spiritual Power and carefully sensed Ye Qifeng's Martial Soul, arriving at a conclusion in his heart:

It truly is a God-level Martial Soul, and his Innate Soul Power is level twenty.

Its Martial Soul grade is higher than mine. It is on the same level as Xiao Xue's Martial Soul, one of the supreme grades among God-level Martial Souls.

With such talent, if he is properly cultivated and fortunate enough, he may have a chance to surpass me and reach that godly realm I can only dream of.

At that thought, a flash of fervor passed through Qian Daoliu's eyes.

He looked at Ye Qifeng, yet his thoughts did not stop:

When Xiao Xue takes control of Spirit Hall in the future, she will happen to need a talented person to assist her. This brat is an excellent choice.

With talent equal to Xiao Xue's, he is quite a good match for her. From my observations over the past two years, his character is fairly good. He is qualified to become my granddaughter's husband. It would not be bad to marry Xiao Xue to him.

It is just that this brat has close ties with that woman Bibi Dong, and he is childhood sweethearts with her disciple. That is slightly troublesome.

No. Such an outstanding talent must be kept for Xiao Xue!

My relationship with Bibi Dong was poor to begin with. So be it if I offend her. Still, I cannot use force. It would be best if he willingly joined the Worship Hall.

As he thought, Qian Daoliu became somewhat tempted. The way he looked at Ye Qifeng suddenly changed.

Having made up his mind, Qian Daoliu clasped his hands behind his back. With a faint smile on his face, he said:

"Based on my judgment, your Martial Soul has Innate Soul Power at level twenty. It is one of the supreme grades among God-level Martial Souls."

"What? Innate Soul Power level twenty? A supreme-grade God-level Martial Soul?" Ye Qifeng froze upon hearing that.

He had guessed that his Martial Soul might be a God-level Martial Soul, but he had never expected his Innate Soul Power to be level twenty.

After all, even God-level Martial Souls differed in strength.

For example, among the Six-Winged Angel Martial Souls inherited by the Qian Family, Qian Renxue had possessed the highest-quality Martial Soul over the past three generations, with Innate Soul Power at level twenty. Qian Daoliu came next, with around level fifteen Innate Soul Power. Qian Xunji was the weakest of them all, with Innate Soul Power at level ten. Qian Xunji's Martial Soul could be considered the lowest tier among God-level Martial Souls.

My Innate Soul Power is level twenty. Doesn't that mean my talent is the same as Qian Renxue's?

Ye Qifeng could not help being astonished. His previously calm expression stiffened for an instant. "And I feel as though inside my body..."

"That's right." Seeing Ye Qifeng's stunned expression, Qian Daoliu smiled faintly. "My judgment cannot be wrong. Your talent is indeed exceptional."

"However, your Martial Soul... seems somewhat strange."

"It looks like a shadow formed from dark flames, yet it has neither the heat nor explosive nature of fire, nor the chilliness of the Dark Attribute. Instead, it gives one a gentle, peaceful feeling."

Qian Daoliu was somewhat puzzled. He had never seen such a peculiar Martial Soul.

At that moment, Ye Qifeng said:

"My Martial Soul is called Dark Shadow. It is a Martial Soul formed by the Rule of Ultimate Darkness—the ultimate Dark Attribute. It has an extremely strong suppressive effect against all negative abnormal conditions."