Holy Son of the Spirit Hall

"And I know that I, too, possess Twin Martial Souls."

At that moment, Bibi Dong suddenly shot Qian Daoliu a sidelong glance and smiled smugly.

"Oh, right. I forgot to tell you—Xiao Feng has already taken me as his master. So... give up on that idea!"

"What?" Qian Daoliu's eyes widened at her words.

He quickly turned to Ye Qifeng, seeking confirmation of whether Bibi Dong was telling the truth.

"Is what she said true? You've taken her as your master?"

With a thought, Ye Qifeng first put away his Martial Soul, then bowed to Qian Daoliu.

"Uh... Grand Consecrator, forgive me. My teacher is right. I've already taken a master."

"Hiss—!" Qian Daoliu drew in a sharp breath.

A wave of regret suddenly washed over him. Damn it...! I came too late. I should have forcibly kept him in the Worship Hall before. Who would have thought this brat possessed another God-level Martial Soul? What a miscalculation...

Qian Daoliu could not help grinding his teeth.

Then he seemed to think of something else. His eyes narrowed, his expression turning slightly cold as he asked with some displeasure,

"Why didn't you tell me before that you had another Martial Soul? Do you dislike my Worship Hall that much?"

"Um... Grand Consecrator, you misunderstand. I didn't know before, either. It was only here with my teacher that I sensed something unusual inside me. With her help, I awakened my second Martial Soul." Ye Qifeng told a lie.

He was not foolish enough to tell Qian Daoliu that he had already sensed the second Martial Soul within his body back at the Spirit Temple in the West District.

Otherwise, Qian Daoliu would certainly feel slighted and use it as an excuse to find fault with him.

"Hmph! Qian Daoliu, don't forget that this is the Pope Palace."

At that moment, Bibi Dong suddenly stepped forward. Her delicate body blocked Ye Qifeng from view as she coldly emphasized that this was her territory.

She believed Qian Daoliu's words were a threat toward her disciple. Her beautiful face was filled with anger, and she showed Qian Daoliu no courtesy whatsoever, unwilling to give him even the slightest face.

"Oh? Is that so? Have you forgotten who put you in that position?"

Bibi Dong's words angered Qian Daoliu. Fury rose within him, and he could not help releasing an imposing aura.

"So what?"

Bibi Dong refused to yield in the slightest. Her slender brows lifted, and her aura surged instantly.

She would not be afraid for the sake of her disciple.

Bibi Dong had already entered the Rakshasa Secret Realm to cultivate. A trace of Rakshasa Divine Power now existed within her, and she could draw upon it.

She did not fear Qian Daoliu's threat.

As the two of their auras grew increasingly fierce, Ye Qifeng, who was still a weakling at present, found himself so oppressed that he could barely breathe.

Helpless, he could only speak up to persuade them.

"Teacher, Grand Consecrator, please calm down. I'm still here. Your auras are too overwhelming—I can't take it anymore."

Then Ye Qifeng gently took Bibi Dong's soft hand and called out to her, "Teacher."

"Mm." Feeling the sudden warmth in her hand, Bibi Dong somehow obediently withdrew her aura.

Ye Qifeng then looked toward Qian Daoliu and said,

"Grand Consecrator, Teacher doesn't mean to fight you. We're all on the same side, so don't hurt our harmony. If you came only because of me, there's really no need for this. Even though I've taken a master, you can still teach me whenever you have time. Right?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu also withdrew his aura.

He had not truly intended to fight. He merely disliked Bibi Dong's attitude toward him.

In truth, he could no longer quite see through Bibi Dong's current level of strength.

Just now, he seemed to have sensed the aura of Divine Power from Bibi Dong, though he was not entirely certain.

Still, Bibi Dong had actually listened to Ye Qifeng and stopped first. That surprised Qian Daoliu somewhat.

In his impression, ever since becoming Pope, Bibi Dong's conduct had become exceedingly domineering, arbitrary, cold, and ruthless. She had never listened to anyone else.

"Enough, brat. I'm not some petty person." Qian Daoliu looked at Ye Qifeng and said.

Bibi Dong's attitude today had been exceptionally forceful, so he temporarily compromised.

Qian Daoliu then continued.

"Tell me about your second Martial Soul. If my senses were correct, it should also be a God-level Martial Soul, right?"

Ye Qifeng nodded and introduced his Martial Soul.

"Grand Consecrator, Teacher, you both saw it. My second Martial Soul has the same form as my first Martial Soul, Dark Shadow. Its name is Light and Shadow. It is a Martial Soul formed from the Rule of Aurora. It possesses an ultimate light attribute and can also purify all abnormal conditions."

Upon hearing that, Bibi Dong immediately said,

"In that case, Xiao Feng, you are not merely a Twin Martial Souls possessor. You possess Twin God-level Martial Souls. Your talent is truly heaven-defying."

Qian Daoliu also nodded and sighed. "Indeed."

At this moment, Bibi Dong's voice turned solemn as she spoke to Ye Qifeng.

"Xiao Feng, remember to keep the information about your Twin God-level Martial Souls secret. Other than us, do not tell anyone else."

"Yes, Teacher! I'll keep it firmly in mind," Ye Qifeng answered seriously.

Then Bibi Dong turned to Qian Daoliu and calmly voiced her thoughts.

"Grand Consecrator, with talent this extraordinary, I propose that Xiao Feng be named the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. Do you have any objections?"

"Agreed! I have no objections." Qian Daoliu pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Qian Daoliu added,

"However, for safety's sake, I suggest that we only announce that the Spirit Hall has appointed a new Holy Son, along with the appearance of the Holy Son Token. We should not reveal his specific identity. The fewer people who know the Holy Son's identity, the better. It should be limited to those within the Spirit Hall of Spirit City, lest someone take desperate risks and make a move against him."

"Furthermore, his Twin God-level Martial Souls and Innate Soul Power level must be classified as secrets of the Spirit Hall and kept confidential."

"That is feasible." Bibi Dong glanced at Qian Daoliu and nodded.

Though this old fellow was quite detestable, his considerations were rather thorough. She agreed with Qian Daoliu's suggestion.

Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu quickly settled the matter of Ye Qifeng's appointment as Holy Son.

Ye Qifeng stood to the side in a daze. This surprise had come a little too suddenly.

After the discussion concluded, Bibi Dong turned her beautiful eyes toward Ye Qifeng and smiled charmingly.

"Xiao Feng, from today onward, you are the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall!"

Ye Qifeng hurriedly replied, "Yes, I'll follow Teacher's arrangements in all things."

Just then, Qian Daoliu looked at Ye Qifeng with a smile and suddenly said in a low voice,

"Boy Ye, what I told you about Xiao Xue still stands. I truly think you and Xiao Xue are a perfect match. Think it over—would you like to become my granddaughter's husband?"

A perfect match, my ass... Ye Qifeng's mouth twitched violently. Old man, does Qian Renxue know you're saying this? If she found out, she'd probably want to stab not only me, but you too, wouldn't she?

Before Ye Qifeng could say anything, Bibi Dong, who had overheard them, could no longer remain seated.

"What?!" Bibi Dong cried out in alarm. She hurriedly stepped in front of Ye Qifeng, her face filled with fury. Pointing at Qian Daoliu, she launched into a furious tirade.

"Xiao Feng is only six years old! You won't even spare a child? You really are something, Qian Daoliu! Are you even human?"

Qian Daoliu's face darkened at her words. It was obvious that Bibi Dong had misunderstood him, and he said,

"I meant after he grows up. I never said now."

"Not even after he grows up." Bibi Dong's expression was ugly. "Stop trying to play matchmaker here. I won't agree to it!"

Having said that, Bibi Dong began driving him away without the slightest courtesy.

"If Grand Consecrator has nothing else to do, then return to your Worship Hall! Take care, I won't see you out!"

With that, Bibi Dong turned her head aside, unwilling to look at him any longer.

"Fine, then."

Qian Daoliu froze for a moment, unable to stop a helpless, bitter smile from appearing.

Bibi Dong was Xiao Xue's mother. If she did not agree, the matter would become somewhat troublesome.

Still, Bibi Dong's opposition was within his expectations, and Qian Daoliu did not take it too seriously.

There will be plenty of time in the future. If the open approach doesn't work, I can secretly give things a push. Hmm... it seems necessary to send Xiao Xue a letter and tell her to seize the opportunity and win him over.

Having made up his mind, Qian Daoliu gave Ye Qifeng a gentle smile and said,

"Boy Ye, you may come visit my Worship Hall whenever you have time."

With that, Qian Daoliu's figure flashed, and he vanished from the Council Hall of the Pope Palace.