After a night of passion, the two of them had both calmed down considerably.
Qian Yu, in particular, was still savoring every moment.
Although Bibi Dong had been inexperienced,
aside from her initial awkwardness,
she had then unleashed astonishing "fighting power."
Her skin was soft and delicate, her body bonelessly supple, with curves in all the right places.
She even seemed to have a certain affinity for water.
She had used water-type Soul Skills several times.
Qian Yu had nearly been unable to keep up.
He could sum it up in two words:
"So wet!"
The next morning.
Bibi Dong slowly opened her eyes. The moment she turned her head, she couldn't help freezing.
Qian Yu was sitting beside the bed, quietly watching her.
The domineering forcefulness in his eyes from the day before was gone.
In its place was a tenderness and affection as gentle as water.
"Awake?"
Qian Yu spoke softly.
He naturally reached out and tucked her loose hair behind her ear.
Bibi Dong stared blankly at Qian Yu, then suddenly sank into deep self-doubt.
Remembering how she had once resisted him, treated him coldly, and even loathed him,
she finally realized that Yu Xiaogang had completely blinded her.
Because of her prejudgment, she had never once looked at Qian Yu properly.
Now that she had set that prejudice aside, she saw that the man before her was not only exceptionally talented and charming,
but... also incredibly gentle with her.
"Mm..."
Bibi Dong lowered her eyes, a faint blush rising on her cheeks. Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.
"You... why are you up so early?"
"I wanted to look at you a little longer."
Qian Yu chuckled, his tone affectionate.
"Get up and wash up. After breakfast, we'll go see Senior Brother, then pay my teacher a visit."
After washing up and having breakfast, the two headed side by side toward the Pope Palace.
Inside the great hall, Qian Xunji sat on the papal throne.
Seeing Qian Yu and Bibi Dong walking so close together,
their steps even carrying the unspoken understanding of newlyweds,
Qian Xunji couldn't help nodding in satisfaction.
"Good, very good!"
Qian Xunji laughed heartily, lavishing praise on them without reservation.
"Qian Yu, Dong'er, seeing you two so harmonious now brings me great comfort.
Qian Yu, Dong'er is the Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall, and her talent is extraordinary.
You must build a good life together and help Spirit Hall grow stronger."
Yet in the face of Qian Xunji's praise and expectations,
Bibi Dong merely lowered her head slightly, her face icy as she said nothing.
As for Qian Xunji,
she had always felt reverence and distance toward him, so naturally she couldn't offer him a warmer expression.
Seeing Bibi Dong's frosty attitude, Qian Xunji could only shake his head helplessly.
He turned to Qian Yu, a hint of inquiry in his eyes.
Qian Yu met Qian Xunji's gaze and gave him a faint smile, almost imperceptibly nodding.
He gave Qian Xunji a look that said, "I've got everything under control, so don't worry, Senior Brother."
After leaving the Pope Palace, Qian Yu took Bibi Dong's hand and headed straight for the Worship Hall.
Along the way, Bibi Dong looked uneasy, several times seeming to want to speak but stopping herself.
"What's wrong?"
Noticing her odd behavior, Qian Yu gently squeezed her palm.
Bibi Dong bit her red lip and murmured, her expression complicated:
"By seniority... the Pope is my teacher, and you're the Pope's junior brother.
The Grand Pontiff is your teacher, which makes him my grand-teacher.
If we go see him like this, our seniority..."
Qian Yu chuckled, stopping to look at her.
"In the Soul Master World, ability comes first. Why are there so many rules?
Now that we're husband and wife, we can each follow our own line of seniority behind closed doors.
My teacher won't care about such formalities."
At Qian Yu's gentle reassurance, the awkwardness in Bibi Dong's heart eased somewhat, and she nodded lightly.
They entered the solemn Worship Hall.
Several Worshippers, led by Grand Pontiff Qian Daoliu, had already been waiting for some time.
Seeing the two arrive hand in hand, all the Worshippers smiled, stroking their beards.
Looking at this perfectly matched couple, they were all smiles.
"Greetings, Teacher. Greetings, Worshippers."
Qian Yu bowed slightly.
Bibi Dong followed suit and curtsied.
"Greetings, Grand Pontiff. Greetings, Worshippers."
"Good, good!"
Qian Daoliu sat in the seat of honor and looked at the two with a kindly smile.
"Qian Yu, Dong'er, seeing you joined in marriage puts my mind at ease."
"A match made in heaven!"
Second Worship, Golden Crocodile Douluo, laughed heartily from the side.
Just then, Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice suddenly sounded in Qian Yu's ear, transmitted in a line.
"Qian Yu, you did well!
What a clever move!"
Qian Yu's expression remained unchanged. With a faint smile, he transmitted back:
"Second Worship, you flatter me."
Golden Crocodile Douluo's transmission brimmed with unconcealed excitement and approval.
"With such ease, you not only kept that girl Bibi Dong firmly in Spirit Hall, but made her willingly become your woman!
I'm impressed!"
"You're both Innate Full Soul Power, and you both possess Twin Martial Souls!
Such peerless talent is one of a kind across the entire continent!"
"As long as nothing goes wrong, you and your wife will surely both reach Level 99 and become Limit Douluos!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo grew more and more animated, his voice brimming with fervor and ambition.
"When that day comes, Spirit Hall's strength will once again dominate the world!
The Clear Sky Sect, Tang Chen—every last one of them will be crushed beneath our feet!"
A glint flashed in Qian Yu's eyes as he transmitted back:
"Rest assured, Second Worship. That day won't be far off."
After ending his exchange with Golden Crocodile Douluo,
Qian Yu lifted his head and looked straight at Qian Daoliu in the seat of honor.
Without hiding anything from Bibi Dong beside him, he spoke directly:
"Teacher, I have something to report."
Qian Daoliu nodded slightly, his voice warm.
"Qian Yu, you're my disciple. Speak freely."
Qian Yu took a deep breath and said something astonishing:
"After absorbing my Eighth Soul Ring, both my physical body and my mental strength have reached an entirely new level."
"I feel that I'm now strong enough to withstand the impact of a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring."
"So, I want to..."
Qian Yu paused, his eyes shining with confidence.
"I can begin adding Soul Rings to my Second Martial Soul, the 'Blazing Angel'!"
At those words,
the entire Worship Hall fell into dead silence.
Bibi Dong, standing beside Qian Yu, turned to him sharply, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief.
A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring?!
He was going to make the First Soul Ring of his Second Martial Soul a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring?!
How was that possible?!
But then Bibi Dong thought of something. Admiration appeared on her face, and she felt it was only natural!
Back then,
after Bibi Dong awakened her Twin Martial Souls and Innate Full Soul Power,
she had been taken as a disciple by Qian Xunji.
Whenever she had questions about how to cultivate Twin Martial Souls,
she had always gone straight to Qian Yu for answers.
Qian Yu was the first person in the history of the continent to possess Twin Martial Souls.
And he had cultivated them with astonishing ease.
Perhaps it wasn't so strange that he had made it this far?
(The original story mentioned another Twin Martial Soul wielder besides Bibi Dong and Tang San, who died from cultivating both Martial Souls at once and having his body explode. Judging by the timeline, that was around the same time as the present, so this can be mentioned.)
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