Bibi Dong's Shock, Lin Qiu's Terrifying Strength!

The two arrived at the martial arts arena.

Bibi Dong dismissed the attendants on both sides.

Only the mother and son remained here.

Purple light surged from Bibi Dong's body.

Martial Soul Possession: Death Spider Emperor.

That suffocating, terrifying pressure, even with her cultivation suppressed, was still enough to make one's heart race.

She did not want to hurt Lin Qiu.

She only wanted him to realize the difficulty and retreat.

"Xiao Qiu, be careful."

Bibi Dong's figure flashed.

Her speed was as fast as thunder.

In the blink of an eye, she arrived before Lin Qiu.

A hand covered in armor, carrying a sharp whistling wind, struck directly at Lin Qiu's shoulder.

She did not use any soul skills.

It was merely a test.

Lin Qiu stood where he was, not moving an inch.

He did not even release his martial soul.

Just as Bibi Dong's palm was about to touch him, he moved.

He simply raised his hand.

He pressed his fingers together like a sword.

He tapped forward lightly.

This finger looked plain and unremarkable.

There was no brilliant glow of soul power.

There was no earth-shattering momentum.

But in Bibi Dong's perception, this finger was like the collapse of an ancient sacred mountain, carrying an irresistible momentum.

That was the ultimate offensive technique evolved from the Secret of Combat.

Although it was only the surface, it was enough to be shocking.

Bang!

A muffled sound rang out.

Visible ripples stirred in the air.

Bibi Dong felt a vast, irresistible force strike her.

Her spider emperor armor, which had been tempered a thousand times, actually let out a groan of being unable to bear the weight.

Her entire body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

After retreating dozens of steps, Bibi Dong finally managed to steady herself.

Her beautiful eyes widened instantly.

A stormy sea surged in her heart.

How could this be?

Although she had suppressed her soul power, her physical strength was at the true level of a Title Douluo.

Yet she was repelled by Lin Qiu's understated finger?

Furthermore, Lin Qiu hadn't even activated his martial soul!

"Mom, I accept your concession."

Lin Qiu withdrew his finger, his expression calm.

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, calming the churning blood within her body.

She looked at the tall, slender youth before her.

Her gaze grew complex.

Shock, gratification, pride.

And a faint trace of loss.

The child who once followed behind her all day, begging for hugs and to be lifted high.

Had truly grown up.

He was so powerful that even she, as his mother, could no longer fully see through him.

"Good lad."

"You've hidden it well."

Bibi Dong retracted her Martial Soul.

The pressure radiating from her body dissipated.

She walked up to Lin Qiu and raised her hand.

It seemed she wanted to pat his head as she used to.

Only to find that Lin Qiu was already half a head taller than her.

Her hand hung in mid-air, pausing slightly.

Then, it landed gently on Lin Qiu's cheek.

Her palm was somewhat cold.

Yet it carried a tenderness she had never shown before.

"You won."

Bibi Dong's voice was low.

"You may leave now."

Lin Qiu keenly sensed the shift in Bibi Dong's emotions.

He reached out.

And pulled Bibi Dong into an embrace.

The Pope, who struck fear into the hearts of those outside, seemed exceptionally fragile in his arms at this moment.

"Mom, don't be sad."

"It's not like I'm not coming back."

"A fledgling eagle must learn to fly eventually, right?"

Bibi Dong buried her head in Lin Qiu's shoulder.

Inhaling the crisp, clean scent of the youth.

Her eyes turned slightly red.

"I know."

"I just... I just feel it's all too fast."

"In the blink of an eye, you've grown so big."

"Big enough that you no longer need my protection."

That strike just now.

Made her fully realize.

Lin Qiu's strength was far from as simple as his surface-level seventy-second rank.

That level of power even transcended the scope of Spirit Power.

Even if she were to break her seals and unleash the power of a Spirit Douluo, or even a Title Douluo.

She feared she might not necessarily win.

This child's foundation was unfathomable.

This Douluo Continent truly could no longer contain this true dragon.

He could never transform into a dragon while remaining in the shallows.

"No matter how strong I become."

"I will always be your son."

"That will never change."

Lin Qiu said softly.

Bibi Dong lifted her head from his embrace.

And composed her emotions.

She regained her usual nobility and composure.

Yet, the gaze she fixed upon Lin Qiu remained filled with doting affection.

She did not ask where Lin Qiu had acquired such monstrous strength.

Nor did she ask about the origin of those two hundred-thousand-year soul rings.

Everyone had their own secrets.

As long as Lin Qiu was her son, that was enough.

"Since you are determined to leave."

"Mother will not stop you."

"But there are a few things you must remember."

Bibi Dong extended a finger, tapping Lin Qiu's chest one point at a time.

"First, never underestimate your enemy."

"Second, if you encounter some old monster you cannot defeat, show them the Pope's Order, or simply run."

"Third, do not let yourself be bewitched by any vixens out there."

"Do you hear me?"

Lin Qiu's mouth twitched slightly.

Where was all this coming from?

"I hear you."

"Mother, please rest assured."

"The person in this world capable of hurting me hasn't even been born yet."

Bibi Dong rolled her eyes at him.

"Arrogant."

"Fine, get lost."

"Stop hovering before my eyes; it's annoying."

Although her words were meant to chase him away.

Bibi Dong still personally prepared a storage ring for Lin Qiu.

Inside, it was stuffed with Gold Soul Coins and various rare healing pills.

There were even several defensive Soul Tools.

Lin Qiu did not refuse.

This was his mother's heart.

Returning to his own bedchamber.

Lin Qiu sat cross-legged on the bed.

With a thought.

A pale blue system panel floated before his eyes.

[Host: Lin Qiu]

[Age: 12]

[Physique: Ancient Sacred Body (20% Awakened)]

[Realm: Sea of Bitterness Realm Perfection]

[Cultivation Techniques: Heavenly Emperor Scripture (Fragment), Secret of All, Secret of Travel, Secret of Combat...]

Looking at this string of luxurious configurations.

Lin Qiu nodded in satisfaction.

This was the treatment a transmigrator deserved.

What Mysterious Heaven Skill, what Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer.

Before those supreme Imperial Scriptures and divine arts, they weren't even fit to carry his shoes.

Just then.

The system's notification sound suddenly rang out.

[Ding!]

[New sign-in mission detected!]

[Mission Description: In the distant Heaven Dou Empire, a prince from a Supreme Divine Dynasty is about to arrive as a wanderer.]

[He carries the Primordial White Tiger Bloodline, possesses the bearing of a Great Emperor, and his talent is terrifyingly peerless.]

[Host is requested to go and challenge him, defeat him, and shatter his Dao heart.]

[Task Reward: Source of All-Things Mother Qi (one wisp).]

Lin Qiu stared at the task description.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.

Supreme Divine Dynasty?

Star Luo Empire?

Primordial White Tiger Bloodline?

Evil-Eyed White Tiger?

The bearing of a Great Emperor?

Could it be Dai Mubai?

System, aren't you blowing this out of proportion?

That spineless coward who only knows how to loiter in brothels and flee the moment he encounters a strong enemy?

And the bearing of a Great Emperor?

That's more like a stray dog on the side of the road.

However.

This reward is truly tempting.

The Source of All-Things Mother Qi.

That is the supreme treasure used by Heavenly Emperor Ye to forge the Cauldron of All-Things Mother Qi.

Even a single wisp is as heavy as ten thousand jun, enough to crush the void.

If it could be refined into a weapon.

It would absolutely be enough to forge the prototype of an Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon.