Just Turned Twelve

In Li Pu's memory, there was only one person in Martial Soul Hall capable of decorating their home with such a fragrant, bird-filled atmosphere: that flower-loving Title Douluo. It wouldn't be strange for him to have a botanical garden; perhaps the cleansing of one's spirit required after exiting Slaughter City could even be performed there.

"Fine."

Just as they were envisioning the future, a voice interrupted them.

"The Saintess has emerged!"

Not far from them, three figures stood waiting quietly, as if they had been there for a long time.

The one on the left was shrouded in a layer of illusory radiance, though his features remained impossible to discern.

The one on the right had skin as delicate as an infant's, and his bewitching appearance gave off a peculiar vibe; if not for the Adam's apple on his neck, no one would ever believe he was a man.

Clearly, these two were the henchmen of Martial Soul Hall, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

And the one in the middle, dressed in brilliant gold and wearing a golden crown, could be identified even from behind.

Qian Xunji.

The fact that all three were waiting here showed how much they valued her.

Li Pu could clearly sense the shift in Bibi Dong's emotions; her killing intent was nearly solidifying as it erupted.

Generally, unless provoked by something significant, one would not trigger their inner killing intent.

At this moment, even though she had undergone training by Li Pu to avoid the impulsive, bloodthirsty urges of Slaughter City and maintain a clear head, she had lost control simply because she encountered the man who had trapped her in that secret chamber.

"Bibi Dong, pull yourself together!"

Someone's reminder caused Bibi Dong to immediately realize her state; she had almost fallen into a killing frenzy, failing to maintain her composure.

It was as if her training in Slaughter City had been for nothing.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo also noticed Li Pu's presence and said to Qian Xunji beside them, "Your Holiness the Pope, the Saintess has not only completed the trial and successfully obtained the Slaughter God's Domain, but there is also a man beside her. It seems they came out together."

Qian Xunji had originally been very happy, but upon hearing that his precious disciple had emerged with a man, his expression didn't change, yet his palms tightened, and his face grew somewhat gloomy.

Despite this, he maintained his upright and majestic public image.

He turned around, revealing a smile, and asked with concern.

"Dong'er, you've worked hard these past two years."

Bibi Dong forced a smile: "It was alright, thank you for your concern, Teacher."

If the timing weren't so poor, Bibi Dong would have wanted to kill Qian Xunji right then and there.

Qian Xunji's gaze fell upon Li Pu. The pale, youthful face indicated he wasn't very old, yet his features were already showing signs of handsomeness; he would surely be a great looker in the future.

He asked, "I also congratulate this friend on obtaining the Slaughter God's Domain. I wonder which family this friend hails from? Thank you for taking care of my disciple."

Was he probing for his background before making a move? No organization would let a potential enemy go, and the setting in the manga was even more extreme, with Qian Daoliu specifically hunting down powerful enemies who posed a threat and refused to submit to Martial Soul Hall.

Just as he prepared to speak, Bibi Dong stepped in first: "He is a friend I met in Slaughter City."

"Saintess, surely you remember the rule that there is no such thing as friendship in Slaughter City?" Chrysanthemum Douluo said, keeping a wary eye on Li Pu.

"He was born in Slaughter City and only just turned twelve today. I was able to complete the Hell Road so easily thanks to him," Bibi Dong introduced.

This left Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and Qian Xunji stunned.

Born in Slaughter City, twelve years old, and completed the Hell Road?

Even any one of the three Peerless Douluo couldn't have achieved that!

Furthermore, at this age, he had likely rewritten every record in the history of Slaughter City.

At this age, he was either a monster or a disaster!

Could he be the heir to Slaughter City?

The son of the King of Slaughter?

This was Qian Xunji's first impression of Li Pu.

"He has no such status; he is just an ordinary child born in Slaughter City," Bibi Dong said.

Qian Xunji continued to size Li Pu up, unable to fathom how a child could possess such terrifying strength that he could fight his way out among tens of thousands in Slaughter City.

Li Pu chuckled: "How about I show you my strength?"

The three were also very curious; if a child could fight his way out of Slaughter City, his Martial Soul must be formidable!

Li Pu extended his palm, and a yellow-tinged-with-purple spirit ring appeared, slowly summoning a bun!

"I Have a Big Meat Bun!"

The sight left the three of them looking like fools.

They had considered many types of top-tier Martial Souls, but never a support-type, let alone a bun meant only for eating.

A support-type Martial Soul like this could fight its way out of Slaughter City?

You must be joking.

"Do you have a second Martial Soul?"

Qian Xunji reasoned that it had to be this way; how could a mere food-type bun be so absurd, and how could someone like that survive in a place like Slaughter City where life was as cheap as an ant?

How could it be possible?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

There must be another Martial Soul, just like his beloved disciple Bibi Dong, who possessed a second Martial Soul.

Li Pu gave a crooked smirk: "Then just try this on for size!"

He hurled the Bun Bomb in his hand, sending it straight toward Qian Xunji!

Qian Xunji dared not be careless in the slightest. He could sense the Slaughter God's Domain imbued upon the bun, and although it looked completely ordinary, his intuition told him that this bun was extremely dangerous!

He raised his hand to block it, simultaneously erecting a defensive barrier.

The moment the Bun Bomb touched Qian Xunji, it detonated with an earth-shattering blast, startling the nearby birds into flight.

Qian Xunji felt as if his entire hand had been shattered; the destructive force had instantly breached his defense, something that could never be produced by a first spirit ring.

Blood began to flow from his hand.

Seeing this, Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo were shocked and furious, shouting: "How bold, to dare lay a hand on His Holiness the Pope!"

"Stop right there! If you dare touch him, I will never forgive you!"

Bibi Dong stood before Li Pu, radiating killing intent, forcing Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo to halt.

"Stand down."

Qian Xunji feigned indifference, and as his spirit power surged, the wound on his hand healed at a visible rate.

The Angel Martial Soul was truly terrifying; it possessed not only the power of ultimate holiness, ultimate fire, and ultimate light, but also the power of healing.

"Not bad. No wonder you were able to fight your way out of Slaughter City at such a young age. So you have such an absurd Martial Soul. What is your name?"

"My name is Li Pu," Li Pu replied naturally.

Qian Xunji, Chrysanthemum, and Ghost Douluo widened their eyes. You actually are named Li Pu?

An absurd food-type Martial Soul and an absurd name; it truly left one speechless.

"That name certainly suits you well."

PS: Quickly, bring me my coffin!