The Youngest Elder

"It's just a name. If you want, you could even call me Dad!"

Li Pu's tone was indifferent.

Qian Xunji wasn't offended by the way he addressed a god. Rather, he was intensely interested in Li Pu.

A Bun Martial Soul with terrifying destructive power was a great boon to Spirit Hall.

"Hahaha, well said."

"Young brother, you seem quite talented. Would you be willing to join Spirit Hall? We're willing to grant you the position of elder."

Qian Xunji had offered him the position of elder right off the bat, leaving Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo stunned. After all, only Titled Douluo or those who had made outstanding contributions to Spirit Hall were qualified to become elders.

And this young boy before them had obtained the position with such ease.

Chrysanthemum Douluo hurriedly said, "Your Holiness, this is inappropriate. He's only a young boy. What has he done to deserve the position of elder?"

"If you had completed a hundred matches in the Hell Slaughter Arena in Slaughter City at his age, then passed through Hell Road and obtained Divine Slaughter's Domain, what would the mere position of elder mean? Who in all of Spirit Hall could compare to him?" Qian Xunji said coldly.

Chrysanthemum Douluo broke out in a cold sweat. At the same age, he'd still been playing around, while Li Pu had already obtained Divine Slaughter's Domain.

But Li Pu heard another meaning in his words.

To Qian Xunji, Li Pu was a potential enemy he couldn't control—an owner of Divine Slaughter's Domain with no faction backing him. If he couldn't win him over, then he could only eliminate him.

Clearly, he was praising Li Pu to the skies so he'd have no way out.

When he looked at Li Pu, Qian Xunji's smile returned. "If you join Spirit Hall, Li Pu, you'll be the youngest elder in Spirit Hall's history. With your talent, entering the Worship Hall in the future won't be a problem either."

Bibi Dong looked at Li Pu with a mixture of hope and worry.

"Come back to Spirit Hall with big sister. I'll give you a warm home."

Li Pu nodded, deciding to enter the tiger's den.

"Fine. I'll join."

"Congratulations to Spirit Hall's youngest elder!"

Qian Xunji laughed heartily and patted Li Pu on the shoulder.

"A hero emerges in his youth. Once we're back at Spirit Hall, I'll announce it."

"But the most important thing right now is the killing intent in both of you."

After enduring the daily slaughter in Slaughter City, how could anyone's disposition remain untouched? They needed time to settle themselves and purify their hearts.

Otherwise, they would become bloodthirsty people, consumed by killing intent.

"There's no need. In our daily life in Slaughter City, we found another way to resist its influence. There's no need to purify our hearts," Li Pu refused.

Bibi Dong agreed. "That's right. Without him, I might really have needed time to purify myself after getting out."

Qian Xunji and Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo were stunned once again. Purifying one's heart while still in Slaughter City was beyond their imagination. Could it really be done?

"What about just now? Why did you almost lose control?" Qian Xunji recalled that Bibi Dong had just unleashed her killing intent. If Li Pu hadn't called out to her, she might have been affected.

Bibi Dong couldn't explain that she'd wanted to kill Qian Xunji and take revenge.

After a moment's thought, she said, "I'll listen to Teacher. Once we're back at Spirit Hall, I'll keep working on settling myself for a while, just to be safe. Li Pu, you should come too."

Li Pu went along with it. "All right."

Qian Xunji sensed that something was off, but couldn't put his finger on it. He decided to bring them back to Spirit Hall anyway.

All in all, he was very pleased. His disciple had not only obtained Divine Slaughter's Domain, but had also brought back a young boy who possessed it as well. And his Martial Soul was absurdly powerful—he was the sort of person who could stand against an entire army.

If Li Pu hadn't joined, Qian Xunji would have stopped at nothing to kill him, even if he belonged to some faction.

After all, there were two living Gods of Slaughter in the world who didn't belong to Spirit Hall. Even if one had disappeared, they still posed a threat to Spirit Hall.

Spirit Hall absolutely wouldn't allow a God of Slaughter who didn't belong to it to exist.

Every God of Slaughter who emerged from Slaughter City would eventually make a name for himself across Douluo Continent, becoming a peerless powerhouse.

In the past, that would have been no problem at all.

But now his daughter, Qian Renxue, had been found to possess Innate Level 20 Soul Power. She was the future Angel God, and Spirit Hall had already begun plotting to take control of the entire continent. Naturally, it couldn't allow any potential threats to remain.

And Qian Xunji knew all too well the potential of a twelve-year-old God of Slaughter.

He knew that Slaughter City held a god's inheritance. As long as someone passed the god's trials, they could inherit the divine position, reach Level 100, and become a god.

Even if Li Pu failed, he would still reach at least Level 99 Limit Douluo.

So no matter what, Qian Xunji had to bring Li Pu into Spirit Hall's service.

He'd thought it would take a great deal of effort, but it turned out to be so easy to win him over.

Qian Xunji could more or less guess that his disciple had something to do with it. That was fine by him.

Before long, Li Pu returned to Spirit Hall with Qian Xunji and the others.

"Chrysanthemum Douluo, I'll leave the two of them in your care. Your Botanical Garden is the most suitable place for them."

Perhaps because he knew how much Bibi Dong hated him, Qian Xunji hadn't assigned her a place near the Angel Clan. Besides, the Botanical Garden was a place where one could cultivate peace of mind.

Neither of them objected, and they were assigned to Chrysanthemum Douluo's Botanical Garden.

Chrysanthemum Douluo loved flowers and plants. His garden was filled with all kinds of them, most of which were medicinal herbs.

"Saintess, Elder, for the time being, you can help me look after these flowers and plants. It'll be good for your spirits, and it'll help you control your killing intent."

Chrysanthemum Douluo didn't dare neglect them, not only because Bibi Dong was the Saintess, but also because the young boy was a peerless genius.

"Sorry for the trouble, Elder Ju."

Until she had enough strength, Bibi Dong continued to be patient, putting on the appearance of an innocent, harmless young woman.

"Saintess, there's no need to be so polite. It's my duty."

Chrysanthemum Douluo said no more.

Li Pu shook his head with regret. "It would be nice if there were some Immortal Herbs."

Chrysanthemum Douluo asked in surprise, "You know about Immortal Herbs?"

Li Pu nodded. "Of course. It's not as if I know nothing. There are plenty of sources of information in Slaughter City. Immortal Herbs usually grow in perilous places, and some might not even exist at all. Finding even one would be an extraordinary stroke of luck."

"That's right. Immortal Herbs are so hard to find—you might as well ask how many such wonders there are in the world." Chrysanthemum Douluo's face showed the sorrow of longing for something he couldn't have. Then his expression filled with hope and determination for the future.

"Though they're hard to find, we can still try to cultivate them. The natural energy in this Botanical Garden is abundant, and all the medicinal herbs grow five times faster than those outside. I believe I can cultivate an Immortal Herb."

Li Pu cut him off without mercy. "Can you live that long? Even if they grew ten times faster than outside, it wouldn't take ten thousand years—say eight thousand, four thousand, or even one thousand. Could you live that long?"