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Wu Ling steadied his turbulent emotions. Just as he was about to continue toward the house, two familiar presences of Soul Power entered his senses.

The next second, Gui Mei and Bibi Dong landed before him.

"Ling'er, what was that Soul Power just now?"

Before Wu Ling could answer Bibi Dong's question, five more figures arrived close behind them.

"Greetings, Your Holiness." ×5

"Yes, the elders have come as well."

Among those five elders, the only one Wu Ling currently knew was Yue Guan, the Chrysanthemum Douluo. He knew of the other four as well, but had never met them in person.

Once everyone had arrived at the scene, the four Douluo turned their gazes toward Wu Ling, the only unfamiliar face present, who possessed only the cultivation of a Soul Grandmaster.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong naturally pushed Wu Ling forward and introduced him to the Title Douluo. "Elders, you should have heard of him. He is my disciple, Wu Ling. He has kept a low profile due to his cultivation, so this should be his first time meeting all of you.

Wu Ling, hurry and greet the elders."

Wu Ling obediently bowed to them. "Wu Ling greets the elders."

The elders had differing attitudes toward Wu Ling, but none showed it openly. Still, the proper formalities had to be observed, so they all nodded somewhat perfunctorily.

Then Chrysanthemum Douluo, Bibi Dong's right-hand man, was the first to ask, "Your Holiness, may I ask why the Grand Priest suddenly released his Soul Power just now?"

Everyone turned their gazes toward Bibi Dong again.

Bibi Dong shook her head slightly. "I do not know either. When I arrived, Wu Ling was the only one here, so I was asking him about it as well."

Then everyone shifted their gazes from Bibi Dong to Wu Ling.

"Ling'er, do not be nervous. Just tell us what happened."

Wu Ling immediately recounted the events. "Teacher, when I left Pope Palace and reached this place, an old man blocked my path... Then, he used Soul Power to blast me away. When I looked again afterward, the old man had disappeared. Finally, you all arrived and began questioning me."

After Wu Ling finished his account, none of the Title Douluo present spoke. They could tell that Wu Ling was not lying, and they all knew who that old man was.

Precisely because they knew, they were shocked.

Qian Daoliu, the Grand Priest and a Peerless Douluo, had actually been forced by a Soul Grandmaster to use Soul Power!

Although the Grand Priest had not used his full strength and had merely defended himself, it was already remarkable that this boy could force the defending Grand Priest to use Soul Power.

At once, the gazes of the four Title Douluo whom Wu Ling did not know changed.

"Hahaha, a hero indeed rises from youth! I see you use a longsword. I use a spear myself, but I can still offer you some guidance. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I am She Long, the Snake Lance Douluo. You can call me Elder She from now on," said a tall, lean, upright man over two meters in height.

"I am the Ghost Leopard Douluo. You seem to be an agility-attack Soul Master, and so am I. If you do not mind, I can teach you a few moves as well," said another man wearing a mask, who looked much like Lanling King from a certain game.

The other two Title Douluo were the Pufferfish Douluo and the Demon Bear Douluo. They said that although their paths did not match Wu Ling's, they were highly experienced in combat techniques. If Wu Ling wished to learn from others' strengths and make up for his weaknesses, he could seek them out.

If their earlier nods toward Wu Ling had merely been because he was Bibi Dong's disciple, then this obvious gesture of goodwill showed that they valued him.

They deeply understood the true standing of Qian Daoliu, a Peerless Douluo. Therefore, they did not mind building a good relationship with the talented Wu Ling in advance.

After confirming why the Grand Priest had used Soul Power, everyone exchanged a few pleasantries before returning to their respective homes.

Bibi Dong brought Wu Ling back to Pope Palace, with Gui Mei and Yue Guan following behind her.

"Ling'er, you did not conceal anything just now, did you?"

"Teacher, not a single word I said was false."

"Then do you know who that old man was?"

"Teacher, I heard Elder Ju say that he was the Grand Priest. And the only person who can be called the Grand Priest must be that one, the Qian Priest with the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul."

"Yes. Then do you know why he came to find you?"

"It seemed that when I was telling that story to you and Grandpa Ghost, the Grand Priest overheard it. So he came to see whether what I said was true."

"I see..."

Bibi Dong knew that Qian Daoliu was the Angel God's representative in the mortal realm, so she could understand his actions.

"Fine. Go back and rest first. There should not be any problems this time. Elder Gui and Elder Ju, stay behind to discuss something with me."

"Yes, this disciple takes his leave."

This time, Bibi Dong and the other two kept their Soul Power senses on Wu Ling until they confirmed that he had returned to his room before withdrawing them.

"Since Elder Ju has come as well, let us start drawing up the plan..."

Three days passed after Wu Ling's return. He had originally planned to go home the next day, but after Xiao Lan and Xiao Hong disappeared, the exhaustion of using Swallow Reversal three times at once, along with pain and weakness, flooded every part of his body like a tide.

This left Wu Ling utterly unable to return home the next day. He could only spend the entire day refining Soul Power, but his day of Soul Power refinement was equivalent to three days' worth for others.

Seeing Ghost Douluo waiting in the courtyard, Wu Ling clasped his fists and bowed. "I have to trouble Grandpa Ghost every time. I truly feel bad about it."

Gui Mei merely waved dismissively. "It is nothing. At my level, ordinary cultivation has little effect anymore. Accompanying you, kid, lets me go out and take a look around. Who knows? One day I might gain enlightenment and break through."

Wu Ling knew Gui Mei was speaking the truth. At the Title Douluo realm, unless one encountered some great opportunity, it was impossible to advance even half a rank within a year or two. Some people, due to their talent, could not improve any further for the rest of their lives. Yet while the speaker had no special intention, the listener did.

"Cultivation breakthroughs?" Wu Ling's thoughts gradually became active.

"Let us go. Hurry back and see your family."

"Yes, Grandpa Ghost."

As Wu Ling gradually approached Nuoding City under Gui Mei's lead, he suddenly asked, "By the way, Grandpa Ghost, are Master Su Yuntao and Grandpa Ma Xiunuo still in Nuoding City?"

"Su Yuntao and Ma Xiunuo? I saw them in your records. It said they were transferred to a higher-level city because they had discovered and recommended you."

"I see. Then I will not visit them this time. Let us go straight to my village."

Hearing Wu Ling's decision, Gui Mei increased his speed once again while slightly adjusting their direction.

When Wu Ling arrived above Xingyue Village under Gui Mei's lead, he finally realized that the terrain of their village really did resemble a curved moon.

After setting Wu Ling down, Gui Mei disappeared. Wu Ling understood his habits, so he did not pay it any mind and instead ran toward that home as fast as he could.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Who is it?"

"It is me, Uncle Qie."

After a burst of hurried footsteps, the door opened.

Looking at Uncle Qie, who had grown even older than he had been two and a half years ago, Wu Ling smiled and spoke those words of greeting.

"I'm home."