The Youngest Holy Son

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The others saw yet another term they had never heard before.

They asked in unison:

"What is a Fixed Soul Tool?"

Spike swallowed hard and explained to them:

"A Fixed Soul Tool is a type of soul tool that discards all unnecessary complexity and pursues only lethality."

"When I was still in the Sun Moon Continent, we had already developed an eighth-level Fixed Soul Cannon."

"If an ordinary non-defensive Title Douluo were hit head-on, there is a possibility they would die instantly!"

Ignoring the expressions of the others, Lin Huai looked at Spike quite seriously.

"For now, this can only appear within the Soul Tool Hall. No matter who comes to ask you for one, you must report it to me first."

"Do you understand?"

Spike could see that this Young Master Lin was different from other geniuses.

"I understand, but what if it is the Pope or the Grand Elder?"

"Tell them the specific effects, and they will understand."

Lin Huai reminded them again:

"Once the power is tested, you may build a Soul Tool Assembly Line for no higher than fifth-level Fixed Soul Cannons."

"For anything else, just make a few prototypes first; otherwise, if they are stolen, the consequences will be severe!"

Spike nodded solemnly, indicating that he would certainly act according to his instructions.

"That gunpowder can be optimized. Later, I will scout for a few researchers keen on studying special substances to assist in your work."

"Do not let your thoughts be confined by mine; research requires the courage to innovate!"

Lin Huai felt Scott's burning gaze and continued.

"By the way, this subordinate of mine will follow you to learn soul tool technology."

"Of course, if he truly lacks the talent, then forget it."

Seeing Scott so obsessed with soul tools, Spike was quite pleased.

"Very well, Scott can stay and learn. We shall take our leave now."

The four of them finished speaking and left the Soul Tool Hall.

Lin Huai continued his training according to his regular schedule.

Tian Yue and the other two went to the Martial Soul Academy to spar.

The next day, Martial Soul City became instantly bustling.

Today was the investiture ceremony for the Holy Son of Martial Soul Hall. Every faction, excluding the Clear Sky Sect, as well as the two great empires, had sent representatives to offer their congratulations.

In front of Martial Soul Hall, gongs and drums were deafening, music and singing filled the air, red flags fluttered, and the crowd was a sea of people...

"The auspicious hour has arrived—"

"We invite Her Excellency the Pope—"

The great doors of the main Martial Soul Hall were pushed open.

Bibi Dong walked out slowly.

Dressed in a luxurious golden robe, wearing a purple-gold crown, and holding her scepter, she displayed the full majesty of the Pope.

Behind her followed nine elders dressed in red robes with gold patterns.

"Greetings to Her Excellency the Pope!"

"Greetings to the esteemed Elders!"

The bishops belonging to Martial Soul Hall shouted and saluted in unison.

The representatives of the factions present also bowed in salute.

However, they were deeply shocked; including the Pope, Martial Soul Hall actually possessed ten Title Douluo!

Qian Renxue, attending the ceremony in the guise of Xue Qinghe, felt a bit surprised when she saw an elder with a benevolent expression.

I didn't expect Grandpa Wang to be here. Could that unfamiliar elder be a newly promoted Title Douluo?

The Grandpa Wang whom Qian Renxue was surprised to see was none other than the level 93 Healing Angel Title Douluo.

Naturally, for such an important day, Yue Guan and Guang Ling had also rushed back.

Bibi Dong said in a flat tone:

"Rise."

She then used her soul power to carry her voice, ensuring that everyone present could hear her.

"Today..."

A somewhat lengthy dialogue ensued.

"Today is also the conferment ceremony for the youngest Holy Son in the history of the Martial Soul Hall!"

As Bibi Dong's voice fell, a cardinal standing to the side proclaimed in a loud voice:

"Presenting Holy Son Lin Huai!"

The great doors of the main Martial Soul Hall were opened once more.

Lin Huai, dressed in white-gold holy robes, stepped out with his head held high.

While those present were astonished by Lin Huai's youth, certain factions were so shocked they were left speechless.

Six figures clad in gold-trimmed silver robes appeared, following closely behind Lin Huai.

Ning Fengzhi, who never missed an important event, felt a sense of doubt—were these also Title elders?

Was the Martial Soul Hall hiding so much?

Bone Douluo's expression was one of shock, his tone heavy as he said:

"Fengzhi, I fear all six of these are Title Douluo of level 96 or higher!"

Ning Fengzhi opened his mouth to speak, but could only sigh helplessly.

Lin Huai stood upon the high platform.

The cardinal beside him was just preparing to use soul power to amplify Lin Huai's voice.

He merely waved his hand, took out a square metal box, and placed it on the ground.

"I am very happy to become the Holy Son of the Martial Soul Hall..."

"..., thank you all for coming to attend my conferment ceremony."

The crowd cooperated enthusiastically with thunderous applause.

Then, nine elders in gold-patterned red robes spoke in unison:

"Martial Soul Hall Elder,"

"Ju!"

"Gui!"

"Fire Kite!"

"We are here to congratulate the Holy Son on his ascension!"

The people from other factions had not yet recovered from their surprise.

The six powerhouses in gold robes spoke as well.

"Martial Soul Hall Worship Hall,"

"Golden Crocodile!"

"Azure Luan!"

"Lion!"

"Guang Ling!"

"Thousand Jun!"

"Falling Devil!"

"We hereby congratulate the Holy Son on his ascension!"

Although some people did not understand what level of powerhouses the 'Worships' were, one look at their aura told them they were no weaker than those elders.

The factions present were all stunned.

Is this really just a Holy Son's ascension ceremony, or are you just flexing your muscles for us to see!

Lin Huai was also a bit dazed; this wasn't in the itinerary!

But he still hurriedly spoke up:

"Thank you to all the Worships and elders for your support!"

Bibi Dong had only mentioned it casually, but she couldn't stop the elders—all of whom had families, except for Gui Mei—from wanting to repay the favor they owed Lin Huai for the Whale Rubber.

Not to mention, the recent critical breakthrough in the Soul Core theory also originated from his concepts.

As for those from the Worship Hall, they simply wanted to show off their strength.

The ceremony concluded.

As for the other factions, they were left to stay or go as they pleased.

However, most factions remained in Martial Soul City, hoping to gather some intelligence.

The Heaven Dou Empire and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were clearly among those staying in Martial Soul City.

That evening, Qian Renxue appeared in the Worship Hall.

"Grandfather! Grandfather Elders!"

The various elders beamed with joy; they had watched this Young Mistress grow up.

"Sister Xue'er."

"Sister Xiao Xue is still as beautiful as ever!"

Tian Yue laughed and hugged Qian Renxue directly.

The three of them naturally knew Qian Renxue, though they had not spent much time together.

Qian Renxue patted Tian Yue's head.

"Yue'er is also very beautiful; I almost didn't recognize you at first."

She then looked at Lin Huai, who had changed back into his ordinary attire.

A teasing smile appeared on her face.

"The youngest Holy Son, oh!"

"Little Huai is truly amazing!"

Ignoring Qian Renxue's teasing tone, Lin Huai responded with a smile of his own:

"I am humble; I cannot compare to you, Sister Xiao Xue, the Young Mistress."

Seeing this scene, Qian Daoliu felt his resolve harden; he needed to have Qian Renxue complete that mission as soon as possible.

"Xiao Xue, how soon can you complete the ascension at the earliest?"

Qian Renxue let this warm concern flow and spread through her heart.

"Soon. At the latest, I will return within a year."

After Qian Renxue finished catching up with everyone, she prepared to leave.

Lin Huai spoke up:

"Go to the Pope Palace. Aunt Dong has truly changed."

Qian Renxue looked at Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu also agreed:

"Go. You must face her eventually."

Qian Renxue entered the Pope Palace under the cover of night.

No one knew what happened inside.

Lin Huai, who was peeking with Guang Ling, only noticed that when Qian Renxue came out, her eyes were slightly red.

She even requested that Thousand Jun and Falling Devil go to assist her.