Qian Daoliu

After Ghost Douluo consumed the Nether Other Shore Flower, the power of the Martial Soul Fusion Skill he shared with Chrysanthemum Douluo, the Polar Static Domain, surged dramatically.

The Martial Soul Fusion Skill of these two was something even Bibi Dong had to treat with caution; for Martial Soul Hall, it served as a strategic deterrent.

As for Gu Qingshan, he had not been idle either.

He had consumed his third immortal herb, the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew.

This was an extremely rare spirit-type immortal herb; one would likely not find a second one in the entire continent.

Consuming it could significantly boost one's spiritual power, and it could even grant a person the abilities of "X-ray vision" and "long-distance vision."

The effects of the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew were even better than he had anticipated.

His spiritual power, which had been at an average level half a year ago, leaped directly to the level of a Soul Douluo.

His perception range of nine hundred meters far exceeded that of spirit masters at his own level, surpassing even many Soul Douluos.

Bolstered by this spiritual power, his reaction speed, judgment, and ability to control the rhythm of battle had all undergone a qualitative leap.

His soul power had also reached level 43, his health bar was at 20,000, and his damage reflection ratio had reached 90% (increasing by 10% for every major realm).

A vitality of 20,000 already exceeded that of a Soul Douluo, though it had not yet reached the level of a Title Douluo.

This constitution was one of a kind in the entire spirit master world.

His third spirit ring was hunted in the Sunset Forest: a 30,000-year-old Shadow Leopard.

The spirit skill was Indomitable Will: remove all crowd control effects and restore a portion of lost vitality.

This was a life-saving skill; when controlled, activating Indomitable Will would instantly break the effect while simultaneously recovering a portion of his health.

His fourth spirit ring was hunted in the Star Dou Great Forest: a 50,000-year-old Iron-Backed Dragon Rhino.

The spirit skill was Shield Slam: upon activation, gain a shield equal to 30% of maximum vitality, and during this period, use the shield to attack, dealing an equal amount of physical damage to the target.

This was a rare active attack skill for a shield warrior that also came with a shield.

Now, Gu Qingshan was two months shy of seven years old, yet he was already a level 43 Soul Ancestor. He could be called the youngest Soul Ancestor in the history of the continent; even Qian Renxue, with her innate soul power of level 20, could not compare.

The Worship Hall was located in the deepest part of Martial Soul Hall, possessing an aura that kept strangers at bay.

On ordinary days, only the titled elders were present here.

Today, that silence was broken.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

The sound of high heels striking the stone floor echoed from outside the hall.

Inside the Worship Hall, several elders were resting with their eyes closed in their respective seats. Hearing these footsteps, they opened their eyes one after another.

"Bibi Dong?"

Bibi Dong occasionally visited the Worship Hall. Although it was infrequent, it was not a rare occurrence, yet no one had any intention of rising to greet her.

Bibi Dong walked through the main gate of the Worship Hall.

She was still wearing her formal Pope attire today: the purple-gold robe, the Nine-Curved Purple Gold Crown, and the Pope Scepter.

The gazes of the elders swept over Bibi Dong, then shifted away, only to snap back abruptly.

They were stunned; everyone was stunned.

Bibi Dong's face had changed.

She had returned to how she looked at twenty, appearing much younger.

Her skin was as fair and tender as a freshly peeled egg, brimming with collagen.

The first to react was Golden Crocodile Douluo.

He was already over a hundred years old and was the strongest in the Worship Hall second only to Qian Daoliu—a peerless Title Douluo at the peak of level 98.

He had lived for so many years and seen countless strange things, but he had never seen a woman in her forties return to the appearance of a twenty-year-old overnight.

His pupils contracted slightly; at the peak of level 98, he could tell this woman had made further progress.

He restrained his previously casual and lax expression; after all, Douluo Continent was a place where strength spoke loudest.

The atmosphere in the Worship Hall became formal at this moment.

Bibi Dong took all of this in, the corners of her mouth curling slightly.

These elders usually held their heads high, relying on their age, seniority, and strength to act as if they were the best in the world.

She had been Pope for so many years, and while they were respectful on the surface, they didn't really take her seriously in their hearts.

And now?

One by one, they were all behaving.

Bibi Dong felt extremely satisfied.

The gazes of the elders shifted from Bibi Dong to the child beside her, and then they all froze in unison.

"A level 43 Soul Ancestor?"

"Hiss!"

Even though they were all Super Douluo above level 95, they were severely shocked at this moment.

How old was this child? Six? Seven?

Level 43—it was simply outrageous!

They had seen countless geniuses: those from Martial Soul Hall, the Heaven Dou Empire, the Star Luo Empire, and the core disciples of the major sects.

Never had they seen a child under seven reach level 43; even the Young Mistress Qian Renxue, with her Innate Soul Power of level 20, could not have achieved this.

Golden Crocodile Douluo finally regained his composure and spoke: "Is this the disciple the Pope took in some time ago?"

Bibi Dong nodded, a flash of pride crossing her purple eyes.

"Indeed."

Golden Crocodile Douluo said nothing more, his gaze lingering on Gu Qingshan for a long time without shifting.

This child's momentum was even more fierce than that of Qian Renxue.

Bibi Dong observed the reactions of the elders one by one, feeling a sense of satisfaction in her heart that surpassed even the effects of the Narcissus Jade Muscle Bone.

She maintained the posture of the Pope, her expression dignified and composed, but the inner self within her heart was standing akimbo and laughing out loud.

So you usually act so arrogant, treating me like I'm nothing—are you stunned now?

Just then, a golden figure emerged from the depths of the Worship Hall.

He possessed a quality that transcended gender and age, his body permeated with an ethereal, divine aura.

Qian Daoliu.

The Grand Elder of Martial Soul Hall, the inheritor of the Angel Martial Soul, a level 99 Peerless Douluo; he was the person closest to a god on the continent.

"Grand Elder!"

The elders bowed in succession.

Bibi Dong's body tensed slightly; a soft purple light ignited at the tip of her Pope Scepter, and an invisible aura emanated from her, forming a subtle confrontation with the divine aura surrounding Qian Daoliu.

At the same time, she stepped half a pace to the side, quietly shielding Gu Qingshan behind her.

Qian Daoliu looked at Bibi Dong, his golden eyes lingering on her for two seconds before his pupils shifted slightly.

He discovered that Bibi Dong's aura was significantly stronger than it had been when they last met.

Yet, his expression remained unchanged.

The pressure vanished in an instant.

Qian Daoliu's gaze moved away from Bibi Dong and landed on Gu Qingshan, and his indifferent expression finally shifted.

He had lived for over a hundred years, seeing countless geniuses, monsters, and brilliant, talented figures.

Never had anyone been able to cause even the slightest change in Qian Daoliu's expression.

Never.

Today, that record was broken.

"Very good, a fine seedling."

Gu Qingshan stepped out from behind Bibi Dong, walked forward two paces, stood still, and bowed slightly.

"Qingshan greets the Grand Elder!"