Martial Soul Awakening, Nine Nether Beast!

Feeling the soft hair beneath her palm, Qian Renxue thought to herself that she shouldn't have blamed him in the first place.

The fault was never his; what ill intentions could he possibly have had?

From that point on, the relationship between the two gradually improved.

Having cleared the air, Qian Renxue truly began to act like an older sister.

In their leisure time, she would take Lin Yuan to sit by the stone table in the garden, taking the initiative to teach him how to read.

Not only that, but she would also patiently and meticulously teach Lin Yuan the foundational methods for sensing soul power, holding nothing back.

The plain and warm days slipped away rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Yuan turned six.

At this age, it meant he was about to undergo the most important event on the Douluo Continent: the Martial Soul Awakening ceremony.

Faced with this top-priority matter, Bibi Dong issued a direct order.

She would personally oversee this awakening ceremony for Lin Yuan.

Martial Soul City, Pope's Palace.

The magnificent main hall towered into the clouds, its massive surrounding stone pillars carved with intricate and sacred patterns.

The atmosphere in the Pope's Palace today was incomparable to any ordinary day.

This was because today was the annual Martial Soul Awakening ceremony of Martial Soul Hall.

Inside the hall, many children who had reached the age of six had already gathered, all waiting for the moment that would change their destinies.

According to the established rules of Martial Soul Hall, the awakening ceremonies for ordinary children were handled by designated deacons.

But this time, the situation was completely different.

As the Holy Maiden of Martial Soul Hall, now wielding immense power, Bibi Dong had declared her intentions early on.

She would personally preside over this awakening ceremony.

Furthermore, she had sent out invitations to the top powers of the continent to attend the ceremony with great fanfare.

Such a grand display was, naturally, not for the sake of those ordinary children.

Everyone knew clearly in their hearts that Bibi Dong was going to such great lengths for only one person.

That person was the child she had personally brought back from Slaughter City years ago.

Lin Yuan.

Bibi Dong had poured all her heart and soul into this child, treating him as her own and valuing him above all else.

She firmly believed that this child, born in the desperate environment of Slaughter City and possessing a special bloodline, was destined to be extraordinary.

His future was destined to stand at the pinnacle of the Douluo Continent.

Above the main hall, various factions had already gathered.

The invited guests were all heavyweight figures with status and influence on the continent.

From the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Sword Douluo Chen Xin stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in white.

Beside him stood a little girl of only three years old.

She was the apple of the eye of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Master, Ning Fengzhi: Ning Rongrong.

In the seating area for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, a burly middle-aged man sat upright.

This person was none other than Yu Xiaogang's elder, Yu Luomian.

The representative sent by the Heaven Dou Empire was Prince Xue Xing, who had always placed great importance on royal dignity.

As for the Star Luo Empire, they had sent the young and ambitious Prince Dai Weisi.

The scene was unprecedented in its grandeur, with the eyes of all major factions converging within this Pope's Palace.

Meanwhile, behind the high platform of the main hall.

Qian Xunji stood in the shadows, his gaze piercing through layers of veils, staring fixedly at the small figure in the center of the hall.

Watching Lin Yuan, a surge of intense apprehension rose in Qian Xunji's heart.

As Lin Yuan continued to grow over the years, his astonishing aptitude, far exceeding that of ordinary people, had made Qian Xunji feel a massive threat.

Coupled with the fact that Bibi Dong's strength was growing daily and her influence was spreading, he felt cornered.

If this wild boy of unknown origin were to successfully awaken a top-tier Martial Soul, where would there be any room for him, Qian Xunji, to have a say in the future of Martial Soul Hall?

Qian Xunji let out a cold snort, a flicker of killing intent flashing deep within his eyes.

He had come to the Martial Soul Hall early today, and it was certainly not to watch Bibi Dong steal the spotlight.

He had already made arrangements in the dark.

Later, during the awakening ceremony, he would step forward in his capacity as the Pope.

He would use the power of the Angelic God, under the guise of bestowing blessings upon the children participating in the awakening.

On the surface, this was the Pope's grace, allowing ordinary children to awaken better Martial Souls.

In reality, when it was Lin Yuan's turn, he would secretly reverse his divine power.

By borrowing the backlash of the Angelic divine power, he intended to suppress the quality of Lin Yuan's Martial Soul, or even destroy the boy's foundation entirely.

In the center of the great hall.

Lin Yuan stood quietly in place, appearing exceptionally composed in the face of the scrutinizing gazes of the important figures surrounding him.

Standing beside him was a blonde girl.

It was none other than Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue had specifically changed into a luxurious long dress today, and she frowned slightly as she looked at the dense crowd within the hall.

She turned her head to look at Lin Yuan, who was slightly shorter than her, and spoke softly.

"The awakening is about to begin."

"With so many people watching, are you nervous?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan turned his head to glance at Qian Renxue.

He shook his head simply, his face showing not a hint of stage fright.

"What is there to be nervous about?"

Following this, Lin Yuan asked a question in return.

"Big sister."

"What kind of Martial Soul do you hope I awaken?"

Qian Renxue thought for a moment, and a smile blossomed on her exquisite face.

"Since you are awakening, it had best be the most powerful Martial Soul."

"You must let everyone present today know how formidable you are."

Qian Renxue looked at Lin Yuan, her eyes filled with a touch of expectation.

In the past, she had deeply resented this boy who stole her mother's affection, even going so far as to berate him.

But after these few years of getting along, especially when Lin Yuan sent top-tier medicinal salves to heal her after she injured herself from over-cultivating, the two had long since buried the hatchet.

Now, she truly regarded Lin Yuan as her own younger brother.

Hearing Qian Renxue's words, Lin Yuan grinned.

"Alright."

"Then I shall awaken the most powerful one."

Lin Yuan's voice was not loud, but his tone carried an unquestionable confidence.

Afterward, Lin Yuan took the initiative to look up at Bibi Dong, who was standing on the edge of the high platform not far away.

Bibi Dong wore a purple-gold robe, noble and elegant, and her originally majestic expression softened the instant she met Lin Yuan's gaze.

She took elegant steps and walked forward quickly.

In front of the guests from the major factions, Bibi Dong did not shy away from reaching out to gently pat Lin Yuan on the head.

Her eyes were filled with maternal love.

"Yuan'er."

"Relax."

"No matter the result, you are my, Bibi Dong's, son."

Bibi Dong soothed him in a soft voice, her movements gentle to the extreme.

Just then, a crisp sound of footsteps came from the other side of the hall.

Three-year-old Ning Rongrong was as delicate as carved jade, dressed in an exquisite little skirt.

She was every bit the little witch, completely unconstrained by rules.

Just a moment ago, because Sword Douluo Chen Xin hadn't been watching, she had slipped out from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's seating area.

She always wanted to run around, and she looked at everyone with a hint of disdain.

Ning Rongrong trotted all the way over, running directly in front of Lin Yuan.

She stopped, placed her hands on her hips, tilted her fair little face upward, and looked Lin Yuan up and down with her large eyes.

"Hey."

"Are you that child Bibi Dong picked up?"