Death Spider God

It was a gigantic beast, its entire body covered in black armor. Dense, web-like patterns covered its shell, with dark purple light flowing between them. It was several times larger than the original Death Spider Emperor.

Guang Ling Douluo couldn't help swallowing. He turned to look at Dugu Bo and, seeing that the latter looked even more stunned than he did, confirmed that this wasn't an illusion.

"That Soul-Burial Lotus immortal herb made my Martial Soul evolve?"

Luo Chen stood up and walked over to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well. Looking at the armor covering his body and the enormous figure behind him, he was just as dumbfounded.

He willed it, and the shadow behind him immediately began to move in response.

Eight dark purple Crystal Steel Spider Legs, now fully crystallized, swung wildly. Each sweep split the air with a series of sharp whooshes.

"Chen'er, is it still the Death Spider Emperor?"

Guang Ling Douluo walked to Luo Chen's side, his expression grave.

Luo Chen didn't answer at once. First, he looked back at his Martial Soul.

A name had indeed surfaced in his mind just now, instinctively.

But he wasn't sure whether he should say it aloud.

"Perhaps you can call it the Death Spider God."

After a long moment of hesitation, Luo Chen spoke slowly.

His voice was soft, but to the two Titled Douluo, it struck like a bolt from the blue.

A god!

At first glance, the name was only one character different from Death Spider Emperor, but that single character yawned like a chasm between the two.

All three of them knew all too well what the word "god" meant.

There was no need to say more about Luo Chen, a transmigrator.

As the fifth elder, Guang Ling Douluo spent every day at Qian Daoliu's side. He knew of the Angel God's deeds.

Although Dugu Bo had never come across any specific information, as a Titled Douluo, he had heard of the path to godhood at level one hundred.

Guang Ling Douluo reacted first. In an instant, his gaze, thick with killing intent, fell on Dugu Bo.

"!!!"

The intense killing intent made Dugu Bo shudder. He hurriedly retreated several steps, putting distance between himself and Guang Ling Douluo.

"What are you going to do!"

He was genuinely afraid. After all, he knew his place.

With Guang Ling Douluo's level 96 cultivation, beating him would be as easy as child's play. And Dugu Yan was still outside.

If Guang Ling Douluo struck now, at the very least the Dugu Family would be left without an heir. It wasn't impossible that he might wipe them out completely.

Dugu Bo was panicking, but facing Guang Ling Douluo, he could only turn to the source of this whole affair: Luo Chen.

Perhaps sensing Dugu Bo's pleading gaze, Luo Chen smiled faintly and slowly put away his Martial Soul.

"Senior Dugu Bo, there's no use looking at me. My Grandpa Guang Ling has doted on me since I was a child. You happened to walk in on this, so there's nothing I can do."

Luo Chen spread his hands, wearing an utterly helpless expression.

Dugu Bo's heart sank.

But just as Dugu Bo, utterly despairing, prepared to fight to the death, Luo Chen lowered his hands.

He thought Luo Chen was about to order Guang Ling Douluo to attack.

But the next moment...

"But honestly, I think that as long as you make the right choice, this really isn't a big deal."

Dugu Bo: "?"

Dugu Bo looked at Luo Chen, speechless.

There was still room to negotiate? Why hadn't he said so earlier? Was he deliberately giving an old man like him a scare?

That was what he thought, but outwardly he remained cordial.

"Speak. As long as it's within my abilities, I'll agree."

Dugu Bo sighed and spoke helplessly. With Guang Ling Douluo watching, he had no other choice.

If he'd known it would come to this, he should've had the sense to walk away earlier.

Only after Dugu Bo said this did Luo Chen look him over again and again. His intent stare made Dugu Bo feel a little awkward.

"What exactly do you want me to do?"

He couldn't help asking, but Luo Chen merely raised a finger and shook it at him.

"Senior Dugu Bo, I'm not ordering you to do anything. There's only one thing I want to ask you today."

Under Dugu Bo's puzzled gaze, Luo Chen exchanged a look with Guang Ling Douluo.

"Will you join the Spirit Hall or not?"

After saying this, Luo Chen fell silent and simply watched Dugu Bo, waiting for his choice.

Guang Ling Douluo did the same, though he was ready to act at any moment.

After all, if Dugu Bo agreed, he would be one of their own—and might even become one of Luo Chen's people in the future.

If that were the case, Guang Ling Douluo certainly wouldn't mind Dugu Bo having seen a few things.

But if Dugu Bo still didn't know what was good for him, then Guang Ling Douluo couldn't be blamed if his Martial Soul slipped and struck him.

Under the pressure from both sides, Dugu Bo, an old hand at reading people, naturally understood what they meant.

After a bout of inner turmoil, he finally gritted his teeth and tossed his head.

"Fine!"

"I-I agree, all right!"

At his words, Luo Chen immediately broke into a smile.

He spread his arms and smiled at Dugu Bo.

"On behalf of the Spirit Hall, I welcome Elder Dugu Bo."

"Don't worry, Elder. I know you have some issues with the others in the Spirit Hall. I won't make you deal with them anytime soon, and I won't force you to reconcile with them later, either. You have my word."

Hearing this, Dugu Bo's expression eased considerably.

Though he still felt some resistance, Luo Chen already seemed much more agreeable to him than before.

Guang Ling Douluo, standing nearby, also silently put away his Martial Soul.

Titled Douluo generally cared a great deal about saving face, and the older generation of experts cared even more.

Besides, with Dugu Yan as leverage, he wasn't worried that Dugu Bo would go back on his word.

Still, he had to remain on guard. He would keep a close eye on the old man until they returned to the Spirit Hall!

"Grandpa Guang Ling, Elder Dugu, how about we head out for a while?"

Luo Chen asked with a light laugh. Both Guang Ling Douluo and Dugu Bo knew what he meant.

Just now, when Luo Chen's Martial Soul had evolved into the Death Spider God, his Soul Power had reached level 40, the Soul Ancestor level.

"Dugu Bo, we trust you. Now that you've joined the Spirit Hall, don't entertain any crooked ideas."

"You know Sunset Forest well, so you'll lead the way as we look for Chen'er's fourth Soul Ring."

Guang Ling Douluo warned him.

"Hmph! Of course I understand. Since I've agreed, I'm already a member of the Spirit Hall."

"I can help you look for a fourth Soul Ring, but at the very least, you should tell me who Luo Chen really is, shouldn't you?"

Dugu Bo spoke with a hint of curiosity in his voice.

He'd wanted to ask for a long time, but hadn't dared. Now that they were all in the same boat, he no longer felt the need to hold back.

After all, they were all members of the Spirit Hall. He figured he was entitled to know at least this much.

(There's been a funeral in my family these past couple of days, so the next chapter will be a little late, everyone.)