Hongdou and Xiangsi

"To think that Martial Soul City would have such a surge of ghost-evil energy piercing the sky; I never expected it to be caused by this child's martial soul awakening."

Qian Xunji's gaze landed on Su Chen's martial soul. A powerful humanoid martial soul accompanied by its own attendants—it was clear that the quality of this martial soul was by no means low.

"Reporting to Your Excellency the Pope, this child is named Su Chen, a boy from our Martial Soul Hall orphanage. The soul power test just now showed Innate Full Soul Power."

The Dean deliberately emphasized the final few words.

Qian Xunji's eyes shimmered with shifting light: "Little Chen, your martial soul is something that hasn't even existed in the history of Martial Soul Hall. It likely possesses special abilities; you may try to communicate with your martial soul."

Upon hearing this, Su Chen sensed the state of his own martial soul.

"My martial soul comes with a prototype domain called Nine Nether Lovesickness Ghost Domain. It forcibly weakens all enemy attributes by fifteen percent, and this cannot be cleansed by soul power or spiritual power. Within the domain, every half hour, all my attributes increase by five percent..."

"There is also a symbiotic domain: Three Souls Return, Ghost Domain manifests itself: Ghost Emperor suppresses, Ghost Bride entangles and kills with emotional evil, and Ghost Celestial Master seals with runes. I don't know the specific effects yet; I estimate I need to become a true soul master..."

Su Chen did not hide anything. Only by appropriately displaying a certain level of talent could he be valued.

Qian Xunji secretly gasped; it was exactly as he had thought.

Just like Bibi Dong, he possessed a powerful innate domain.

This kid even had two.

An excellent piece of raw jade, a talent rarely seen in ten thousand years.

If cultivated properly, he would surely become his right-hand man in the future.

"Su Chen, from this day forth, you shall be the personal disciple of my Saintess, and you shall enter the core of Martial Soul Hall."

As his voice fell, the entire crowd erupted in an uproar.

The Pope's personal disciple—what supreme glory this was!

Eh?

Wait!

The Saintess's disciple?

Su Chen was also stunned.

He had considered countless possibilities.

Even becoming Bibi Dong's junior fellow apprentice.

But he had never thought about becoming her student.

The current Saintess.

Just yesterday, news spread that she was level forty-nine!

"What? Are you unwilling?"

Qian Xunji narrowed his eyes.

"I am willing."

Su Chen did not hesitate, biting the bullet and accepting.

He understood.

If he dared to refuse...

"Congratulations to Your Excellency the Pope for gaining a holy grandson!"

"Congratulations to Her Highness the Saintess for gaining a fine student!"

Numerous members of Martial Soul Hall bowed and offered their congratulations to Qian Xunji.

Qian Xunji was overjoyed, his tense lips relaxing: "Good, good, a good holy grandson. I came in a hurry and didn't prepare any gifts, so I shall not give any for now."

"Demasi, let this Seat's good holy grandson rest for three days. Three days later, personally send him to the Pope Palace and hand him over to the Saintess for her personal instruction."

"This subordinate obeys!"

Dean Demasi hurriedly bowed to accept the order.

Once Qian Xunji left, the oppressive atmosphere completely dissipated.

The surrounding children and soul masters instantly crowded around, their faces filled with sycophantic smiles, scrambling to curry favor with this future disciple of the Saintess.

From an orphan to the Saintess's disciple, his status had leaped across several tiers; this was something no one dared to imagine.

A cold glint flashed in the depths of Dean Demasi's eyes, and he immediately rebuked them in a deep voice.

"All of you, step back. Continue with the martial soul awakening."

"Sigma, take Su Chen down to get some good rest."

"Understood, Dean."

"Sigma, where are you going?"

"Taking little friend Su Chen back to the dormitory."

"What dormitory? Clear out my room and let him sleep there."

"Ah, understood, Dean."

"Sigma, where did you go again?"

"I went to find Auntie Wang to clean the room."

"Find Auntie Wang? Call my wife over. She has nothing to do and is free to... cough, personally take care of her!"

"Ah, okay..."

Sigma was clearly caught off guard by the Dean's attentiveness. After a moment of stunned silence, he quickly agreed.

"Brother Su Chen, come, follow me."

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. The Saintess's chambers.

Bibi Dong sat before the vanity, wearing a light-colored nightgown. Her beautiful wine-colored hair cascaded down, with a few strands falling into her cleavage.

She changed into a gorgeous and noble golden dress and walked out of the room.

Demasi and Su Chen were already waiting in the courtyard.

Upon seeing the Saintess emerge.

Demasi quickly bowed, "Your Highness the Saintess, according to the Pope's wishes, your subordinate has brought your disciple."

"Mm, you may go now."

"Yes, your subordinate takes his leave."

Bibi Dong's scrutinizing gaze fell upon Su Chen.

His appearance was not bad.

After a moment, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly.

The martial soul within her body was inexplicably restless.

Her teacher had said that Su Chen's martial soul quality surpassed her own in darkness. At first, she didn't believe it, but now she was beginning to be convinced.

"Innate Full Soul Power... Mm, very good. Release your martial soul and let me see."

Buzz!

Three familiar figures quietly appeared, and a strange aura spread silently through the courtyard.

A chilling wind blew.

The Ghost Bride, clad in a blood-red wedding dress, floated over, holding a red oil-paper umbrella. Phantoms of red lanterns flickered around her, and the malevolent aura emanating from her made one feel a sense of dread.

The Purple-Robed Celestial Master Ghost appeared out of thin air. She wore a grand and imposing dark purple daoist robe covered in bizarre runes that emitted a faint, eerie glow in the darkness. Her face was pale and cold, with a few strands of hair falling by her cheeks, exuding a faint chill. She always held a black talisman in her hand, her fingertips glowing with faint purple lightning. Her entire being was intertwined with a strange aura and Daoist charm, both evil and malevolent, yet filled with righteousness.

"This martial soul..."

Bibi Dong's gaze fell upon the Nine Nether Red-Clad Ghost Emperor behind Su Chen, her eyebrows knitting slightly, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.

The martial soul was indeed something never seen before on the continent. No wonder her teacher had passed it on to her; she had no idea where to start. She couldn't directly ask about the martial soul's development without appearing ignorant.

"My martial soul is called the Nine Nether Red-Clad Ghost Emperor."

"This Ghost Bride in the red wedding dress, I call her Xiangsi."

"This Ghost Celestial Master in the purple daoist robe, I call her Hongdou."

Even though he had been transported to the Douluo Continent by a large truck, Su Chen, as a transmigrator, still couldn't fully comprehend them after three days and three nights of research.

However, based on his brief understanding, the red umbrella in the hands of the two Ghost Maidens and the talisman were their respective martial souls.

As for whether to add soul rings, Su Chen had no clue.

He could only wait until he obtained his first soul ring and then assess the situation.

"Hongdou and Xiangsi, what strange names you've chosen..."

Bibi Dong's lips twitched slightly.

"Cough, from now on, you, Su Chen, are my disciple, Bibi Dong. You will call me Teacher from now on. Teacher has prepared a gift for you, a storage soul tool that Teacher used before. It has twenty-six square meters and can even store living beings!"

Bibi Dong took out an exquisite bracelet, a hint of heartache flashing in her beautiful eyes.

She was still a disciple herself, and now she was taking on a disciple.

"Disciple understands." Su Chen respectfully accepted the bracelet.

A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes. Bibi Dong was quite generous at this moment!

"Come with me, I'll take you to meet someone. He might know about your martial soul and be able to accurately analyze what kind of soul rings you need."

Bibi Dong tried her best to maintain the dignity of a teacher, imitating Qian Xunji's usual demeanor, her face filled with seriousness.

Hmm? Could it be Yu Xiaogang?