This time, the atmosphere in the hall wasn't boiling over.
It was sheer madness.
Everyone wondered if they were dreaming.
Innate Level 20 Soul Power was already something seen only once in ten thousand years.
And now he even had Twin Martial Souls?
What's more, the power of this second Martial Soul was in no way inferior to that terrifying Beast Martial Soul.
It was even more mysterious, even more unfathomable.
"Is that... a lotus?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan stared intently at that Green Lotus.
His Martial Soul was also a Plant-type Martial Soul: the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum.
Among Plant-type Martial Souls, it was already a top-tier existence.
But when faced with that Green Lotus,
his Martial Soul actually conveyed an urge to prostrate itself.
It was the emperor among plants.
It was the origin of all things.
Bibi Dong could no longer remain calm.
She took a single step forward and came directly to Lin Qiu.
Looking at the beast and lotus floating behind him,
her breathing grew noticeably heavier.
Twin Martial Souls.
Just like her.
"Good."
"Good!"
Bibi Dong said "good" twice in a row.
She reached out with both hands and gripped Lin Qiu's shoulders tightly.
Her eyes were filled with undisguised affection and joy.
"Xiao Qiu, you've given Mom the greatest surprise."
Lin Qiu withdrew his Martial Souls.
The visions behind him slowly faded away.
He looked at Bibi Dong, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
A radiant smile appeared on his face.
"Mom, I told you I was waiting for the right opportunity."
"Looks like it turned out pretty well."
Just listen to him.
He called this "pretty well"?
The Worshipers around them twitched at the corners of their mouths.
If this only counted as "pretty well," then what did their Martial Souls count as?
Trash?
Just then,
a system notification suddenly rang out in Lin Qiu's mind.
[Ping!] [The host has been detected in an extremely dangerous situation!] [Quest triggered: Survive under the watchful gaze of seven Great Saint powerhouses.] [Quest description: The host has awakened an astonishing physique, drawing the attention of seven terrifying Great Saint-level powerhouses (the Seven Worshipers of the Worship Hall). Their intentions are unclear, and they may harbor ill will. The host must remain cautious and survive under their pressure for three years.] [Quest reward: Determined by completion rate; the maximum reward is "Nine Secrets: Jie."]
Lin Qiu was stunned for a moment.
Then he nearly burst out laughing.
Great Saint powerhouses?
System, do you have some misunderstanding about Great Saints?
In the Shrouding Heavens World, a Great Saint could cross star fields and reach out to cover the heavens.
These old men here?
Even the strongest, Qian Daoliu, was only a Level 99 Limit Douluo.
And the system had actually classified him as a Great Saint.
This system really did have something wrong with it.
But,
this also meant
the quest was practically a freebie.
Survive under the gaze of the Seven Worshipers?
As long as he didn't go looking for trouble, these old men would probably be eager to enshrine him and treat him like their ancestor.
Who would be willing to kill him?
This reward was going to be ridiculously easy to get.
Lin Qiu's gaze swept over the Worshipers.
A hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.
The Seven Worshipers looked back at him, baffled.
They couldn't help thinking that this child's gaze seemed to regard them as... a group of experience bags.
Bibi Dong took a deep breath.
She looked around.
Her gentle gaze instantly turned imposing.
The authority of the Pope shone through.
"Today's events are to be classified as Spirit Hall's highest secret."
"Anyone who dares to let a single word slip—"
"Will be executed without mercy!"
Her voice was icy, brimming with murderous intent.
She would never allow anyone to threaten Lin Qiu's safety.
She wouldn't even allow the possibility of any potential danger.
The elders and Worshipers felt their hearts tighten.
They all bowed and acknowledged her order.
They understood, too.
What a peerless genius like this meant to Spirit Hall.
He was Spirit Hall's hope of unifying the continent.
Not the slightest mishap could be allowed.
Bibi Dong took Lin Qiu's hand.
"Come, let's go home."
Under the reverent gazes of everyone,
Lin Qiu followed Bibi Dong out of the Awakening Hall.
The moment he stepped outside,
sunlight spilled over him.
Lin Qiu felt wonderfully refreshed.
With these two Martial Souls, along with the system's rewards,
he could go wherever he pleased across the Douluo Continent.
What Clear Sky Hammer? What Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon?
In front of him, they were no more than clay chickens and straw dogs.
Invincible among those of the same level?
No.
He wanted to cross levels as easily as taking a drink of water.
Time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, several months passed.
The Pope's Bedchamber.
In the soft lamplight,
Bibi Dong reclined on a chaise longue.
She had changed into a loose dressing gown, her long hair falling casually over her shoulders.
She seemed less like an imposing Pope and more like a languid, alluring woman.
Lin Qiu was resting his head on her lap.
He held a spirit fruit in his hand, crunching away at it.
Bibi Dong held a memorial in one hand and gently stroked Lin Qiu's hair with the other.
Her movements were tender, as though she were caressing a priceless treasure.
"Don't push yourself too hard."
Bibi Dong put down the memorial.
She looked down at Lin Qiu.
A touch of concern colored her voice.
"You only awakened your Martial Soul recently. Your body is still adjusting."
"You lock yourself in your room to cultivate all day. Aren't you afraid you'll go stir-crazy?"
"If you wear yourself out, Mom will worry."
Lin Qiu swallowed the fruit in his mouth.
He shifted into a more comfortable position.
His cheek brushed against the smooth fabric, its texture delightful.
"I can't help it."
"The early bird catches the worm."
"My talent is so poor. How can I get by without working a little harder?"
Bibi Dong pinched his nose, exasperated.
"If your talent is poor,"
"then everyone on this continent is useless."
"You sure know how to talk."
Just then,
that familiar mechanical voice rang out in Lin Qiu's mind again.
[Ping!] [The host has been detected in an extremely dangerous environment!] [Quest triggered: Escape the clutches of a powerful expert.] [Quest description: The host has been confined by a terrifying powerhouse (Bibi Dong). Her strength is unfathomable, and her moods are unpredictable. The host now faces a dual crisis to his chastity and life. Escape her clutches as soon as possible, or survive her humiliation.]
Pfft!
Lin Qiu nearly choked on his own saliva.
Bibi Dong?
Her clutches?
Had this system been reading too many novels lately?
Lin Qiu was secretly delighted.
How was this a survival quest?
It was clearly a reward quest.
Seeing him suddenly cough, Bibi Dong hurriedly patted his back.
"What's wrong?"
"How could you choke on a fruit?"
"Slow down. No one's going to steal it from you."
Lin Qiu steadied his breathing.
He looked at Bibi Dong's breathtaking face, so close to his own.
"Mom."
"I was thinking about my First Soul Ring."
Bibi Dong leaned back against the soft pillow.
Her fingers twined around Lin Qiu's hair.
"I've already thought it over."
"I have a... friend."
Speaking of this, Bibi Dong's eyes dimmed for a moment, but she quickly recovered.
"He's a theoretical expert in the Soul Master World."
"He proposed a theory."
"The upper limit for the First Soul Ring's age is four hundred and twenty-three years."
"Although your physical fitness is far beyond that of ordinary people,"
"to be safe, it would be more prudent to hunt a Soul Beast of around four hundred years."
"With a Soul Ring, what matters most is whether it's suitable, not its age."
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