Drawing Out Qian Daoliu

However, Bibi Dong felt that she would never fully trust the child's inner thoughts, because even in one's thoughts, people subconsciously embellished themselves and described certain matters less objectively due to their own subjective judgments.

Even so, as a reincarnator whose inner thoughts she could hear, this child's value was immeasurable!

"Heh! If not for those inner thoughts, you might really have gotten away. Want to run now? No chance!" With that thought, Bibi Dong flashed before Qin Heng and gently placed a hand on his shoulder.

Seeing Bibi Dong suddenly appear and place a hand on his shoulder without warning, Qin Heng's heartbeat involuntarily sped up. It would have been a lie to say he was not nervous.

Bibi Dong was currently under the influence of the Rakshasa Divine Will—a textbook beautiful lunatic.

The instant Bibi Dong placed her hand on Qin Heng's shoulder, she confirmed that this little fellow truly possessed level 20 Innate Soul Power.

He really had been suppressing his Soul Power, reducing it all the way down to level 1. It seemed he truly wanted to leave Spirit Hall.

As for Qin Heng being able to suppress his Innate Soul Power, Bibi Dong found that perfectly normal. He had become a god before; suppressing Innate Soul Power was child's play for him.

Bibi Dong smiled. She used her own Soul Power to interfere with Qin Heng's, and his inner voice immediately rang beside her ears: What the hell! What is Bibi Dong, that crazy woman, doing? Why is she interfering with my Soul Power for no reason? Did the Rakshasa Divine Will mess up her brain?

Bibi Dong's face darkened. This brat actually badmouthed her like that in his heart. If not for the fact that he was a reincarnator, had once become a god, and had stood on the same side as her in his previous life, she would have slapped him to death already!

But soon, Bibi Dong noticed Qin Heng's rapidly beating heart and his taut little face, and her anger suddenly vanished.

In her view, she had already disrupted Qin Heng's plan to leave Spirit Hall. Even his heartbeat had become irregular, showing just how furious he was.

This time, she had clearly won.

Bibi Dong raised her hand with a faintly teasing smile, then said to Qin Heng in the tone one used to coax a child, "Little fellow, place your hand on the Crystal Ball!"

Qin Heng put his hand on it with a dark expression. The next moment, the Crystal Ball shone brilliantly, then shattered with a "crack."

The Cardinal responsible for the awakening was utterly dumbfounded, and he instinctively looked toward Bibi Dong.

"Bring a crystal that can test a higher level of Soul Power!"

The Cardinal acknowledged the order and took out a crystal capable of testing up to level 30 Soul Power.

Qin Heng placed his hand on it, and two-thirds of the crystal lit up.

"L-level 20 Innate Soul Power!" the Cardinal cried out in disbelief.

Qin Heng immediately put on a lifeless expression as he complained inwardly: It's all Bibi Dong's fault, that crazy woman. My whole plan has been thrown into disarray. Damn it!

Bibi Dong glanced at Qin Heng, feeling thoroughly pleased.

If Qin Heng had merely been a child, then no matter how gifted he was, he would have found it difficult to stir such intense emotions in Bibi Dong.

But Qin Heng was no child. This fellow had been a god in his previous life. Making a god this frustrated gave Bibi Dong a great sense of accomplishment.

With his level 20 Innate Soul Power revealed, Qin Heng was naturally brought to the Pope Palace.

Meanwhile, in the Worship Hall, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties or forties knelt devoutly before the Angel Statue in prayer. He wore a simple white robe, had upright and handsome features, a calm and gentle temperament, a tall, slender build, and neatly combed platinum-blond hair falling behind his back.

"Greetings, Grand Elder. We have just received a report that someone awakened level 20 Innate Soul Power in Spirit City today!" A Soul Douluo of the Angel Legion passed through layer upon layer of checkpoints before entering the Worship Hall and making his respectful report.

Qian Daoliu slowly opened his eyes, his calm voice echoing through the Worship Hall. "Where is he?"

"Her Holiness the Supreme Pontiff has brought him to the Pope Palace."

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu rose to his feet, and his figure vanished from the Worship Hall in an instant.

I never expected to enter the Pope Palace at this age in this life. Grandpa Qian has probably already heard that I awakened level 20 Innate Soul Power. But why did Bibi Dong, that crazy woman, make me reveal my talent in public?

Bibi Dong's lips curved up slightly. At this moment, she felt that she had completely crushed Qin Heng in terms of intelligence.

She had three reasons for making Qin Heng reveal his talent. First, she could use the chance to help him obtain Soul Rings to pry more information from him. Second, she wanted to lure that old fool Qian Daoliu here and verify something: whether she was truly the only one who could hear this little fellow's inner thoughts. Third, she wanted to completely tie Qin Heng to Spirit Hall's chariot.

News of Qin Heng awakening level 20 Innate Soul Power would soon spread across the continent. How could Spirit Hall possibly refuse to take such a genius under its wing? After today, Qin Heng would bear Spirit Hall's mark. Even if he wanted to run, he would not be able to escape.

Bibi Dong did not know that everything she was thinking was already fully grasped by Qin Heng.

Qin Heng also wanted to see Qian Daoliu. Bibi Dong was a powerful backer, but she was unstable and occasionally went mad. Qian Daoliu was different. Put nicely, Qian Daoliu was the only gentleman on Douluo Continent. Put bluntly, he was rigid and stubborn.

No matter what, Qian Daoliu was a more reliable protector. With Qian Daoliu's protection, if Bibi Dong's madness ever flared up under the Rakshasa Divine Will's influence in the future, there would at least be someone to restrain her.

Qin Heng and Bibi Dong each harbored their own schemes, and neither spoke first.

Suddenly, Bibi Dong, who had remained silent all this time, asked, "Xiao Heng, are you willing to take me as your master?"

Qin Heng's inner voice rang out at just the right moment: Hm? Is that Grandpa Qian's aura? Has he arrived?

Bibi Dong frowned. This brat can sense Qian Daoliu's aura too?

The instant Qian Daoliu stepped into the Pope Palace, he heard Qin Heng's inner voice. A trace of confusion flashed across his face, and Bibi Dong happened to catch it.

Bibi Dong's expression darkened. She was not the only one who could hear this brat's inner thoughts?

Ah! Grandpa Qian, I failed you! I promised to help revive you, but in the end, I could not fulfill that promise. Bibi Dong and I self-destructed together to save Xue'er. Your soul was still inside my Half-Plane. When I died, the Half-Plane would have collapsed too. Grandpa Qian must have had his soul scattered and annihilated.

After hearing Qin Heng's words, Bibi Dong formed a new guess. Could it be that one can hear his inner thoughts because they died together with him? That so-called Half-Plane of his contained the soul of that old fool Qian Daoliu. He self-destructed with me, his Half-Plane collapsed, and Qian Daoliu died along with it, which was why he could hear the boy's inner thoughts.

That must be it. I observed them just now—Chrysanthemum and Ghost showed no unusual reaction. They definitely could not hear this brat's inner thoughts.