Young Master

Su Chen had already obtained his Soul Ring, so there was no need to linger in the Sunset Forest.

Bibi Dong brought Su Chen back to Martial Soul Hall.

On the way back, Su Chen inquired about the location of the Blue Silver Forest.

Given the current situation, he did not know if the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin had met Tang Hao yet.

Upon learning that the Blue Silver Forest was adjacent to the Star Dou Great Forest, Su Chen felt he needed to find an excuse to go take a look.

He wanted to see this future mother of Tang San.

If possible.

By resolving the issue at the source, no one on the continent would be a match for him and his master.

Many days later, inside the Pope Palace.

Qian Xunji stared at the two Soul Rings on Su Chen's body.

He fell into doubt.

A thousand-year purple second ring?

How did this kid manage that?

"Dong'er?"

"Teacher, the reason Xiao Chen was able to obtain this Soul Ring is because his Martial Soul is somewhat special."

"The Ghost Emperor Martial Soul exerts suppression over any deceased living being, which is why Xiao Chen was able to obtain a purple Soul Ring."

Bibi Dong brought out the excuse she had prepared long ago; Su Chen's Martial Soul had never been recorded before, so her excuse could be called flawless.

Hearing this, Qian Xunji withdrew his probing gaze. His expression remained calm, but he was shocked deep down.

Even his Six-Winged Angel, a holy Martial Soul, could not suppress the Undead to absorb a thousand-year Soul Ring as a second ring.

Qian Xunji suppressed the shock in his heart and continued to feign ease on the surface: "Xiao Chen, your talent is acceptable. This Seat will bestow upon you several bottles of Body Tempering Spirit Liquid. Soaking your body in it will strengthen your physique, nourish your meridians, and allow injuries to recover after the bath."

Qian Xunji decided to focus on cultivating him. Once the boy grew up, he would at least reach the level of a Worship, perhaps even reaching the level of the Second Worship, becoming the sharpest sword in Qian Xunji's hand.

"Dong'er, Xiao Chen, you two stay behind and dine with me tonight."

"Let us eat."

Emerging from the Pope Palace, the outside was as dark as ink. Bibi Dong held Su Chen's hand as they returned to the Saintess Hall.

Upon reaching the room, Bibi Dong signaled for Su Chen to reveal his life-bound followers.

Now that Su Chen had obtained his Soul Ring, she wondered if these two followers had gained one as well.

"Hum!"

A chilling, gloomy wind blew, and two figures appeared in the room with a boom.

Ghost Bride.

Purple-Robed Celestial Master Ghost.

Both of these ghosts now possessed an additional purple Soul Ring.

It was exactly the same as Su Chen's.

One yellow, one purple.

What was even more astonishing was that as soon as the two followers appeared, their expressions were no longer stiff or complex; instead, they looked at Bibi Dong with a sense of scrutiny, even with a hint of vigilance mixed in.

Su Chen could see that their independent personalities were becoming increasingly distinct.

They were no longer simple puppets.

"As expected, just as I thought, both are level 24 Soul Grand Masters."

"What are your Soul Skills?"

Su Chen was quite curious.

The Ghost Bride's first Soul Skill formed a Flower Sea Tornado, and the Purple-Robed Celestial Master Ghost summoned Undead.

These had formed naturally, so their second Soul Skills must be as well.

"My Lord~"

Su Chen expected them to demonstrate it for him just as they had last time.

He did not expect them to speak directly; their voices were somewhat chilling yet carried a sense of docility.

Bibi Dong was equally surprised and amazed. It was like watching one's own Martial Soul suddenly speak, a feeling she could not describe.

"My Lord, my second Soul Skill can see through all hidden forms, illusions, and aura disguises. At the same time, it inflicts a sense of fear upon living beings and grants absolute dominion over Undead and remnant souls."

When the Ghost Bride spoke, her eyes flashed with an unusual red light.

It seemed to indicate that the Soul Skill was activated through her eyes.

"My Lord!"

Hongdou also spoke softly, her voice carrying a slightly colder edge than Xiangsi: "My Suppression Talisman, the talismans fall like rain; they can suppress baleful auras, break evil, purify turbid energy, and resist the divine. The opponent will be gnawed away layer by layer by the talismans until they dissolve."

Bibi Dong's willow-leaf brows twitched slightly. Resisting the divine attribute rather than being purified by it—that was somewhat special.

Satisfaction followed the experience; she cared quite a bit about these two followers. After all, they might eventually become quasi-Title Douluo existences, powerful henchmen for Su Chen.

"Su Chen, get some good rest tonight. No need to cultivate; work hard again tomorrow."

"Also, write me a one-thousand-word scene of my battle against Medusa by morning."

"Mm, that's all. Teacher is going to rest now."

Bibi Dong gave her instructions and turned to leave.

Su Chen, however, stood frozen in place. What the hell? Another essay? And a battle scene at that? Su Chen was speechless. Bibi Dong had been completely crushed in that situation; how could she have the nerve to call it a "battle"?

Hmm? Could it be that Teacher feels embarrassed and cares about my opinion? Su Chen suddenly looked at Hongdou and Xiangsi, coughing lightly: "That... can you two write?"

Late at night, Su Chen quietly left the Saintess Hall and headed toward the Pope Palace's sleeping quarters. He felt it was time to gift Qian Xunji a daughter. Letting him experience a Dream of Millet would allow him to understand the man's true thoughts in the dream—it seemed he harbored those kinds of ideas about Bibi Dong. After all, according to the original timeline, it wouldn't be long before he transformed into the Secret Chamber Douluo. Although Bibi Dong had not yet developed into a lover with Yu Xiaogang, some things were uncontrollable. His first Soul Skill did not require him to be too close to the target, and it was not easily detected. Even for a Title Douluo, as long as Su Chen didn't act overtly, there would be no issues.

Arriving near the sleeping quarters of the Pope Palace, Su Chen calmly activated his first Soul Skill.

"Dream of Millet!"

At this moment, Qian Xunji was fast asleep. A dark red power crept in, causing him to unknowingly fall into another world while in his slumber.

[You were born.]

[Born into the Qian family of Martial Soul Hall, you possessed the highest status from the moment you arrived. Your mother was a Title Douluo, and your father was an even more formidable Peak Douluo.]

[The height that all soul masters dream of reaching was merely your starting point.]

[At the age of six, you awakened the Six-Winged Angel martial soul. Held in the palms of your parents, you were the darling of Martial Soul Hall.]

[But you were not very happy, because you found your parents to be powerful, yet they were too strict with etiquette. Everything had to be done by the book. When people from the Clear Sky Sect came to challenge them, they insisted on one-on-one duels and never engaged in bullying the few with the many.]

[When you were ten, your mother died, killed by a mysterious Title Douluo suspected to be from the Clear Sky Sect. However, there was no substantial evidence, and your father took no action, merely ordering an investigation.]

[This investigation yielded no information. Because your father had instilled in you that descendants of the angels should act with integrity, you were bound by morality in the absence of any evidence.]

[By the time you were twenty, you had even forgotten about this matter, and your life thereafter remained smooth sailing.]

[In your fifties, you broke through to become a Title Douluo, and your father broke through to become a Peerless Douluo. This year, you encountered a special event: a child awakened Twin Martial Souls, specifically the Death Spider Emperor and the Soul-Eater Spider Emperor.]