Divine King's Legacy!

At this moment, the worldview of the Title Douluo within Martial Soul Hall completely collapsed.

The gods, who were usually high and mighty and ethereal, were appearing today like common cabbages—three of them at once?

And judging by the situation, it seemed like three gods were fighting over one person?

Was this the level of prestige their Young Master commanded?

Lin Qiu, standing at the center of the storm, remained calm.

He looked at the three massive phantoms surrounding him, showing none of the kneeling or panic displayed by the others.

Just then, that familiar mechanical voice rang out in his mind.

[Ding! Detected that the host is fusing the Supreme Bone, triggering a phenomenon of heaven and earth.]

[System Prompt: It appears that some sect elders in your area are spying on you.]

[Ding! Because your talent has triggered a certain resonance and attracted attention, it has been decided to grant you an opportunity.]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Fragment of the Great Dao of Destruction x1, Fragment of the Great Dao of Life x1.]

[Do you wish to fuse?]

Lin Qiu was slightly stunned, then understood in his heart.

So it was those fellows from the God Realm.

In the Covering Sky Method system, these so-called "Fragments of the Great Dao" were supreme treasures that allowed one to comprehend laws and even touch upon the Emperor Dao.

"Fuse."

Lin Qiu chanted silently in his heart.

Since they had delivered it to his doorstep, why would he refuse?

As for the Angel God position, in the eyes of Lin Qiu, who possessed the Covering Sky Method, the status of a Tier 1 god was simply too small in scale.

Following Lin Qiu's confirmation.

In the void, the phantoms of the Goddess of Life and the Destruction God King suddenly disintegrated, transforming into two clusters of the purest light—

One was emerald green like jade, the other purple-black like an abyss.

These two clusters of light did not dissipate; instead, they submerged directly into Lin Qiu's body, then surged toward the Chaos Green Lotus and the Nine-Nether Ao respectively.

Boom!

Lin Qiu's body trembled violently.

This was not a simple increase in soul power, but an evolution of the very essence of his Martial Souls!

On the Chaos Green Lotus, the previously blurred veins became clearly visible, each line seemingly containing the endless truths of the Great Dao.

The original three leaves actually sprouted two new tender buds, becoming five leaves!

And the Nine-Nether Ao underwent an earth-shattering transformation.

The scales on its body began to shed, and the newly grown scales were branded with complex dark-gold runes.

Its nine heads were no longer just purely ferocious; a slit had opened between the brows of each head, as if gestating a vertical eye capable of annihilating all things.

An aura that transcended the mundane, and even transcended ordinary gods, began to permeate from Lin Qiu.

"This... is this Martial Soul Evolution?"

Bibi Dong covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise.

She was also a Twin Martial Souls user, so she naturally knew how difficult Martial Soul Evolution was.

Moreover, Lin Qiu's Martial Souls were already top-tier; to what extent would they strengthen after this evolution?

Qian Daoliu could no longer care about the instructions of the Angel God.

He stared fixedly at Lin Qiu, as if looking at a peerless treasure.

Dual god position inheritance?

No, this was not just an inheritance.

This was directly devouring a wisp of a God King's origin power to strengthen his own Martial Souls!

This kid's ambition was higher than the heavens!

As the light slowly converged.

Lin Qiu landed back on the ground.

At this moment, his temperament was even more refined.

If he had previously been a sharp, exposed divine sword, he was now a peerless fierce weapon hidden in a box—still until moved, but earth-shattering once unleashed.

He slowly opened his eyes; in his pupils, the left eye was brimming with vitality, while the right eye held the rise and fall of destruction.

"Hoo..."

Lin Qiu exhaled a breath of stale air, feeling the surging power within his body, and a satisfied smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

The bonus benefits that came with this fusion of the Supreme Bone were an absolute windfall.

His gaze swept across the surroundings.

He saw Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and the others already kneeling on one knee, heads bowed low, their postures respectful to the extreme.

Even Qian Daoliu, who was usually high and mighty, was slightly hunched over at this moment, his eyes filled with fawning and eagerness.

Only Bibi Dong rushed forward regardless of everything else.

"Qiu'er!"

She pulled Lin Qiu into her embrace, not caring that so many people were watching, and began feeling Lin Qiu's body up and down, terrified that he might be missing a piece of flesh.

"You scared me to death just now, with all that thunder and lightning, and those phantoms..."

There was a trace of a tremor in Bibi Dong's voice.

Lin Qiu let her hold him, feeling that genuine concern, and his heart warmed.

"I'm fine."

He gently patted Bibi Dong's back and said softly, "Not only am I fine, but I also received a great stroke of fortune."

"As long as you're fine, as long as you're fine..."

Only then did Bibi Dong set her heart at ease, the corners of her eyes even becoming moist.

Just then, a notification suddenly popped up in Lin Qiu's mind.

[Warning: Detected that the host has been locked onto by the divine sense of an Ultimate-path powerhouse.]

[Suggestion: Bide your time and develop discreetly.]

Lin Qiu sneered in his heart.

An Ultimate-path powerhouse?

It was likely that the main body of that so-called Destruction God King was watching this place.

However, with the system masking the heavenly secrets, even if he were a God King, he could not see through his true strength.

This disturbance that had alarmed the God Realm finally subsided temporarily under Qian Daoliu's order: "Today's events are classified as the highest secret of Martial Soul Hall; violators will be executed without mercy."

But some things had quietly changed.

Over the next few days.

Lin Qiu discovered a very strange phenomenon.

Qian Daoliu, that Great Elder who usually never showed his face, had now practically become his shadow.

When he went to the cafeteria to eat, Qian Daoliu watched him from afar with a smile.

When he went for a walk in the garden, Qian Daoliu pretended to prune flowers and plants, but his eyes kept glancing at him.

Whenever he finished cultivating, he would open his eyes to see Qian Daoliu standing at the door holding a bowl of unknown nourishing soup.

That look in his eyes was so kind it was hair-raising, just like he was looking at his own only grandson who had to be carefully protected.

"Lin Qiu, this soup is stewed with ten-thousand-year snow ginseng; drink it while it's hot to nourish your body."

Sure enough, just as he came out of the simulated cultivation field, Qian Daoliu approached him again, his face blooming like a chrysanthemum.

Lin Qiu took the soup and looked at this Peerless Douluo with some helplessness.

"Great Elder, if you are bored, you could go and provide guidance to the other elders."

"Hey, why call me Great Elder? That's too distant."

Qian Daoliu waved his hand, his face serious. "If you don't mind, you can call me Grandpa Qian. What is there to guide those elders? They are rotten wood that cannot be carved. You are the beautiful jade worth this old man spending his efforts on."

Lin Qiu took a sip of the soup, secretly finding it amusing in his heart.

This old man was actually quite endearing.

In the original work, Qian Daoliu sacrificed his life for Qian Renxue to become a god; he was considered a tragic figure.

Since he had come to this life, he would just save this old man's life while he was at it.

Thinking of Qian Renxue.

Lin Qiu put down the soup bowl and looked toward the northern sky.

"I wonder what that tsundere woman is doing right now."

He had caused such a huge commotion in Martial Soul Hall; although the information had been blocked, Lin Qiu felt it was necessary to appease that "sister" who was determined to prove herself.

After all, according to that old man's thoughts, she was his future wife.

Lin Qiu returned to the study, spread out some letter paper, and picked up his brush to write a letter.

The content of the letter was not long, but it had taken him some thought.

After finishing, he summoned a trusted aide and instructed him to deliver it personally to the Crown Prince Mansion in the Heaven Dou Empire.

Several days later.

Heaven Dou Empire, Imperial Palace, Crown Prince Mansion.

The night was deep.

"Xue Qinghe," in his capacity as the Crown Prince, had just finished a day of tedious administrative duties and insincere social engagements.

After dismissing all attendants and guards, and confirming that the surroundings were shielded from surveillance by the most rigorous Soul Tools, the gentle smile on "Xue Qinghe's" face vanished instantly, replaced by a look of exhaustion and indifference.

A flash of light shimmered over "him," and the image of the refined man dissipated like ripples on water.

In his place stood a breathtakingly beautiful young woman with long golden hair and skin as fair as snow.

Qian Renxue.

She leaned back against the daybed with a touch of languor, rubbing her aching temples.

"These days spent wearing a mask are truly tiresome."

She muttered a low complaint.

At this moment, as if remembering something, she carefully withdrew a letter from the Soul Tool she kept close to her person.

It had been delivered by a Martial Soul Hall secret agent this evening.

On the envelope, there were only two simple characters: Lin Qiu.

Seeing this familiar handwriting, the coldness in Qian Renxue's eyes softened instantly, though her words remained sharp.

"Hmph, that annoying guy, he still remembers to write to me?"

"He's probably just here to show off his cultivation again."

"Who cares about reading his letters anyway..."

Despite her words of indifference, her hands moved faster than anyone's, and she was so careful that her movements to tear open the envelope became exceptionally gentle.

She unfolded the letter.

Lin Qiu's vigorous and powerful handwriting came into view.

There were no long-winded ramblings as she had imagined, nor any dull reports on his cultivation.

The very first sentence read:

"Sister Xue'er, seeing these words is like seeing you in person."