Are Twin Martial Souls Enough?

Under Chrysanthemum Douluo's guidance, the two arrived at Spirit City in just a few days.

They encountered no dramatic incidents, after all, they had a Titled Douluo paving the way.

"I will take you to meet His Holiness the Pope."

"Remember, when you meet His Holiness, maintain respect and politeness. Remember the etiquette I've taught you during this time."

Walking on the streets of Spirit City, Chrysanthemum Douluo reminded him sternly.

"Don't worry, Senior, I won't be impolite," Han Xing nodded in response.

After the reminder, Chrysanthemum Douluo led Han Xing directly to the Pope Palace.

As the palace doors opened, an imposing majesty filled the hall.

Upon the high platform, Bibi Dong sat on the Pope's throne, her expression cold and her aura intimidating.

Chrysanthemum Douluo bowed: "Your Holiness, your subordinate Yue Guan, has brought Han Xing."

Han Xing followed suit, his attitude proper and neither servile nor overbearing: "This junior Han Xing, greets His Holiness the Pope."

Bibi Dong's gaze fell upon him, and after a brief, faint appraisal, she spoke:

"Rise. I have already reviewed your information. Innate full soul power, Three-Legged Golden Crow spirit, twenty-nine levels at eleven years old."

"With such talent, even genius soul masters who grew up in Spirit City from childhood rarely compare to you."

Han Xing replied politely: "Your Holiness flatters me."

Bibi Dong said: "Your being specially escorted by my people is enough to prove Spirit Hall's regard for you."

"From now on, you will remain in Spirit Hall to cultivate. All information, scriptures, cultivation resources, and exclusive training grounds will be open to you."

Her tone deepened slightly, and after a moment of thought, she continued to advise:

"But you must remember, the talent from Nuoding City is nothing."

"Spirit City is a place of countless geniuses and abundant strong individuals. The path of a soul master is not merely about competing with peers."

"You must put away your impatience and cultivate diligently to live up to your own talent."

Han Xing said solemnly: "This junior will remember your teachings and cultivate with all my heart, not to disappoint Spirit Hall's nurturing."

"Good, that is all that is needed," Bibi Dong nodded approvingly.

"The Three-Legged Golden Crow spirit is indeed rare. Let me see this legendary divine beast spirit with a spirit avatar."

Hearing this, Han Xing's mind stirred, and his spirit instantly manifested.

A layer of golden, scorching true fire suddenly erupted around him, faint golden flames coiling around his limbs, not wild but extremely condensed.

After five years, Han Xing was no longer the child he once was.

Though still possessing a hint of childishness, as his spirit manifested, his dark hair slightly lifted.

His eyes were tinged with a blazing golden luster, his pupils transforming into clear golden crow vertical pupils, sharp and sacred.

A pair of translucent, golden fire-feathered wings appeared on his back, the patterns on the wings accompanied by fine golden sparks that continuously drifted down.

The Sun True Fire surrounding his body was gentle yet extremely oppressive, the air around him distorting slightly from the heat.

His entire being instantly shed its youthful immaturity, gaining a touch of the majesty, intensity, and arrogance unique to the ancient Golden Crow divine beast.

Looking at Han Xing, who was sharp and imposing, radiating a divine aura, Bibi Dong couldn't help but freeze.

She stared intently at Han Xing, her brows furrowing involuntarily.

This sacred, radiant appearance reminded her of some unpleasant memories.

Fortunately, as the Pope, and given that Bibi Dong's contact with the Rakshasa God Position was not yet extensive, her reason had not yet descended into madness.

After only a few seconds of frowning, she quickly regained her normal composure.

"Three-Legged Golden Crow, truly lives up to its name," Bibi Dong praised.

"Just by its aura, one can feel the extraordinary nature of this spirit."

However, her expression soon turned calm, and she said neither warmly nor coldly: "Recall your spirit."

Han Xing complied and withdrew his spirit.

Bibi Dong pondered: "Hmm, although you are only eleven years old, your strength has already surpassed the scope of a junior soul master."

"From today onwards, you will attend the Spirit High-Level Soul Master Academy."

"Yes!"

Han Xing nodded, then looked at Bibi Dong.

"Do you... have any other questions?" Bibi Dong asked, puzzled.

Upon hearing this, Han Xing immediately said: "I wish to take His Holiness the Pope as my master!"

This was not a sudden decision, but a choice he had long considered.

Among the soul masters he could currently access, the strongest was undoubtedly Bibi Dong.

Moreover, Bibi Dong held a noble position as the Pope of Spirit Hall, and becoming her disciple would be extremely beneficial to him.

Of course, for Han Xing, these were all minor issues.

His primary goal in seeking to apprentice under Bibi Dong was for the status.

The identity of a Pope's disciple would be extremely advantageous for him to accumulate popularity in the future.

Moreover, Han Xing did not want Spirit Hall to be destroyed because of Bibi Dong.

Apart from the era of Bibi Dong's reign as Pope, Spirit Hall had been dutiful throughout its entire history, ensuring that no major problems arose across the continent.

"Why?" Bibi Dong asked in return.

Han Xing's martial soul form had already reminded Bibi Dong of some unpleasant memories.

Now, faced with his abrupt request for apprenticeship, Bibi Dong's expression grew even colder, as she assumed Han Xing was merely currying favor.

"Han Xing!" Chrysanthemum Douluo looked anxious.

He had clearly reminded him on the way here to remember to maintain proper etiquette.

Yet, after being praised only a few times, how could he have forgotten all of his instructions?

"Why do you want to take me as your master?" Bibi Dong asked coldly.

If this were a normal child, they would naturally be so frightened by Bibi Dong's demeanor that they wouldn't even be able to speak clearly.

But Han Xing was clearly not among them.

He spoke clearly and resonantly: "Seeking a master is naturally for the pursuit of becoming stronger."

"As the Pope of Spirit Hall, Your Excellency, the Dean told me from a young age that you are the most powerful and noble soul master."

"I want to become stronger, so wanting to apprentice under Your Excellency should be quite normal, right?"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong nodded slightly, acknowledging Han Xing's reasoning.

Under her years of effort, most branch halls of Spirit Hall knew only the Pope and not the Elders.

In their perception, the Pope was indeed the strongest and most noble soul master.

The Han Xing before her, though seemingly mature, was ultimately just a child; it was normal for him to want to apprentice under her.

"But what ability do you possess that would make This Seat take you as a disciple? This Seat does not accept disciples lightly."

Bibi Dong continued, "Even a soul master with innate full soul power does not necessarily catch the eye of This Seat."

Bibi Dong had assumed that these words would be enough to force Han Xing to retreat, or at the very least, provoke him into a flustered attempt to prove himself.

Yet, unexpectedly, after hearing her words, he merely smiled confidently.

As Han Xing's thoughts stirred, golden light gathered in his palm, and a bow-shaped phantom slowly condensed.

Under the somewhat surprised gazes of Bibi Dong and Chrysanthemum Douluo.

A divine bow, entirely crimson gold and engraved with solar patterns, materialized in Han Xing's hands.

The bowstring shimmered with a scorching radiance, its sharpness intimidating, and the patterns across its body radiated an intense, fiery aura.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes widened, and he could no longer maintain his usual elegant image.

"This... this... this, it is actually a twin martial soul!"

"And looking at this bow, it is extraordinary; even without soul rings, the momentum it displays is not at all inferior to the Three-Legged Golden Crow."