Barbatos the Wind God Bestows! The Second Martial Soul, Ultimate Wind!

Bi Ji felt her heart skip a beat.

This feeling.

It was completely different from the awe she felt when facing the Beast God Di Tian.

Di Tian was domineering and stern.

But Venti...

He was freedom.

Like the omnipresent wind.

Powerful, yet not oppressive.

Gentle, yet unfathomably deep.

Bi Ji clutched the Vision in her hand, sensing the jubilant wind elements around her.

Her gaze gradually became a little hazy.

This was probably...

The charm of the wind?

"Um..."

Bi Ji blushed and asked softly:

"Your Excellency, are these apples... really that delicious?"

Venti turned his head, looked at Bi Ji's somewhat dazed expression, grinned, and casually picked up the last apple from the fruit plate, tossing it over.

"Want to try?"

"Mondstadt's specialty isn't here, so this will have to do."

Bi Ji fumbled to catch the apple.

She held it in her palm.

As if holding a rare treasure.

She didn't eat it.

She just looked at Venti's smile and nodded foolishly.

"Mm."

Godwind City, the back garden.

The scent of apples in the wind had yet to dissipate.

Venti casually tossed the leftover apple core into the air.

A flash of green light.

The core disappeared.

Bi Ji was still immersed in the lingering aftermath of Tang Hao's earth-shattering hammer strike, holding the "Vision" in her hand, feeling her palm grow hot.

She looked at Venti.

This god seemed unconcerned by Tang Hao's declaration of war.

He even had the mood to comment on the sweetness of the apple.

What kind of confidence was that?

Just then.

The image on the Sky Curtain changed.

Tang Hao's imposing figure, carrying his hammer, slowly faded.

The sky, which had been dyed red by the terrifying killing intent, now returned to its clear golden hue.

The Golden Ranking scroll rolled again.

New characters appeared.

[14th Place]

This time.

There were no oppressive dark clouds like when Tang Hao appeared, nor any violent scenes of mountains shattering.

The image was light and airy.

Like a swallow darting through the clouds.

It was an extremely slender, extremely swift figure.

So fast that the image itself produced a slightly blurred afterimage.

Within Godwind City.

Bi Ji blinked in surprise.

As a several-hundred-thousand-year-old Emerald Swan, her discernment was naturally sharp.

Although that speed was immense, she still managed to capture the aura within it.

It was not particularly strong.

At the very least, compared to Tang Hao, who had just shattered a mountain peak with a single hammer strike, this aura seemed somewhat... immature?

"Your Excellency."

Bi Ji could not help but speak up:

"This... seems to be a junior?"

Venti leaned back against the stone bench, hands pillowed behind his head, legs crossed and swinging rhythmically.

"Mmhmm."

"She's a little girl who runs quite fast."

Venti squinted, watching the afterimage on the Sky Curtain, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"Back then, I saw her running until her shoes were nearly worn through just to catch up with her companions, so I lent a hand."

Bi Ji felt a jolt of shock.

Lent a hand?

She lowered her head, glancing at the Vision in her hand.

Just moments ago, this Wind God had also said he "lent a hand" by giving her an opportunity.

Could it be that...

At this moment.

The image on the Sky Curtain finally stabilized.

It was a young girl.

Her figure was tall and graceful, her features delicate and pretty, with a pair of purple wings unfurled behind her.

Though she stood there quietly, an restless current of air surged around her at all times.

It was not violent.

But it was extremely sharp.

It was like a wind blade ready to be unsheathed at any moment.

Immediately following this.

That name, unfamiliar to the entire continent, appeared on the ranking list.

[Bai Chenxiang]

[Affiliation: Speed Clan]

[Identity: Granddaughter of the current Speed Clan patriarch Bai He, Hall Master of the Tang Sect Speed Hall]

[Martial Soul: Sharp-Tailed Swift (Evolving)]

Seeing this, the spectators across the continent erupted.

Especially those soul masters whose passions had just been ignited by Tang Hao.

They were like people doused with a bucket of cold water.

"Bai Chenxiang?"

"Never heard of her!"

"I know the Speed Clan, aren't they just an affiliate of the Clear Sky Sect? I heard they can only run and have zero offensive power."

"Just a useless martial soul purely for reconnaissance."

"On what grounds?"

"How could she be ranked fourteenth? Placing even higher than Clear Sky Douluo?"

Voices of doubt rose one after another.

Who was Tang Hao?

He was a long-renowned Titled Douluo, a ruthless man who could injure the Pope with a single hammer.

This Bai Chenxiang looked to be no more than twenty years old.

Even if she had started cultivating from the womb, it would be impossible for her to be stronger than Tang Hao, right?

However.

The Sky Curtain ignored the crowd's questioning.

The next line of text appeared.

It was a line that made all the voices of doubt vanish in an instant.

[Special Status: Twin Martial Souls (Acquired Awakening)]

[Second Martial Soul: Anemo Vision]

[Origin: Bestowed by Wind God Barbatos, perfect affinity with wind elements, capable of commanding the gale of heaven and earth, compensating for the lack of offensive power after reaching the pinnacle of speed.]

BOOM!

The appearance of these few lines was even more explosive than the effect of Tang Hao smashing the mountain just moments ago.

Twin Martial Souls!

In the history of the Douluo Continent, such existences were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.

Every possessor of Twin Martial Souls, provided they did not die prematurely, was destined to become a powerhouse who would shake the past and present.

The current Pope Bibi Dong was one.

That Tang San was another.

But that was not the most shocking part.

What made one's scalp tingle was the note in the following line.

[Bestowed by Wind God Barbatos]!

Him again!

It was this Wind God again!

And it was an "acquired awakening" at that!

What did this mean?

It meant that this Wind God possessed the ability to artificially create powerhouses with Twin Martial Souls!

Martial Soul Hall, Pope Palace.

Bibi Dong's pale purple eyes stared fixedly at the small text on the Sky Curtain.

[Second Martial Soul: Anemo Vision (Acquired Awakening)]

[Bestowed by Wind God Barbatos]

"Impossible..."

Bibi Dong parted her red lips, her voice sounding somewhat dry.

As a possessor of Twin Martial Souls, she understood better than anyone what this implied.

Twin Martial Souls were a gift from the heavens, a one-in-a-million miracle.

But now.

The Sky Curtain was telling her that the Wind God, who was always grinning and even had the leisure to comment on the sweetness of apples in front of two opposing armies, could actually mass-produce such miracles?

If this was what they called a "divine miracle."

Then what was the point of them, mere mortals, exhausting all their efforts to cultivate?

"Your Holiness."

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan stood below the steps, his throat bobbing.

His usually bewitching face was now filled with terror.

"That was just a Sharp-Tailed Swift."

"The granddaughter of that old white bird from the Speed Clan."

"I saw her during the Spirit Master Tournament; other than running a bit fast, she posed absolutely no threat."

"But now..."

Yue Guan paused, not daring to continue.

Now that she had a second Martial Soul bestowed by the Wind God, her lack of offensive power had been rectified.

She was no longer just a swallow that only knew how to run away.

She was a grim reaper's scythe capable of harvesting lives.

If the Wind God willed it.

Could he turn all of Martial Soul Hall's enemies into Twin Martial Soul users?

Once this thought took root, it grew wildly in Yue Guan's heart like weeds.

It wasn't just him.

Even the reticent Ghost Douluo, hidden beneath his black robes, was trembling slightly at this moment.