A Tacit Understanding

"Baiyu." Qian Daoliu looked at Feng Baiyu and said, "You are quite impressive!"

"It has only been fifteen months since your awakening, and you have already reached level twenty-four!" Qian Daoliu gazed at Feng Baiyu with admiration in his eyes. "At this speed, even those with innate full soul power would struggle to keep up, let alone anyone without the innate twenty-level soul power of my Qian Family! Yet, you have actually achieved it!"

Feng Baiyu was not surprised that Qian Daoliu could see through his cultivation level. With a smile full of youthful spirit, he replied, "You flatter me, Grand Elder. I still have a long way to go. I owe today's achievements entirely to my grandfather's full support. If he hadn't diverted the entire clan's resources toward me and even obtained treasures like [Whale Glue] to refine my body, I could never have cultivated at such a pace."

Was Feng Baiyu's cultivation speed fast?

It was indeed fast, to the point that even geniuses with innate full soul power could hardly compare.

However, the several Consecrators were not particularly surprised.

From the very first day of his cultivation, Feng Baiyu had been using the highest-grade resources. Every day, besides training, he had a Title Douluo acting as his sparring partner.

Coupled with the body-strengthening effects of Whale Glue and the absorption of two soul rings that far exceeded the standard age limits, it was perfectly normal for Feng Baiyu to have reached this point.

Aside from the Third Consecrator, which of them could claim to spend every day accompanying their grandchildren in their training? Who among them would lower their dignity to act as a sparring partner for a junior?

Let alone that, they would be lucky if they could even remember how many grandchildren they had or on which day any of them were born.

Of the seven Consecrators in the Consecration Hall, aside from Qian Daoliu and Feng Qingluan, who had single-line descendants, which of them hadn't spent the last hundred years surrounded by wives, concubines, and a house full of children and grandchildren?

They only truly cared about the most promising child in the family; they didn't care much about the others at all.

If they were willing to spare no cost to cultivate their descendants, it wouldn't be difficult for them to achieve what Feng Baiyu had today.

"Baiyu," Qian Daoliu suddenly said, "How about I appoint you as the Holy Son of Spirit Hall today?"

"Holy Son of Spirit Hall?" Feng Baiyu looked surprised and pointed at himself. "Me?"

"Yes, you!" Qian Daoliu said with a smile. "What do you think?"

Since Bibi Dong inherited the position of Pope, Spirit Hall had not seen a Holy Son or Holy Lady for several years.

It wasn't that Spirit Hall lacked newcomers over these years, such as Qian Renxue. However, she insisted on carrying out her father's dying wish—that ridiculous "Nation-Stealing Plan." She had gone into hiding and traveled far to the Heaven Dou Empire, so naturally, the position of "Holy Lady" could no longer be hers.

The descendants of the other Consecrators or Elders of Spirit Hall were not particularly impressive; not one could be found who was on par with Bibi Dong.

Forget about twin martial souls; there wasn't even a genius with innate full soul power. With the former Holy Lady setting such a high bar, who else had the qualifications to be the new Holy Son or Holy Lady?

Fortunately, as Feng Baiyu gradually rose to prominence, Qian Daoliu had found his target!

Based on Feng Baiyu's cultivation speed, he was more than qualified to be the Holy Son of Spirit Hall!

"Grand Elder, I must ask you to retract your command!" Feng Baiyu was only slightly shocked before refusing. "I know you have my best interests at heart, but to become the Holy Son without having made any contributions would make it difficult to command respect. Virtue without position leads to disaster! Even if you were to force me into the role, it would only invite ridicule from other soul masters."

"Oh?" Qian Daoliu listened to Feng Baiyu and asked, "Such a great opportunity has fallen into your lap, and you aren't even the slightest bit tempted?"

"I am naturally tempted by the position of Holy Son. However, I would rather earn it through my own efforts!" Feng Baiyu said with a calm expression. "The former Holy Lady, Bibi Dong, possessed innate full soul power and twin martial souls! Sister Xue inherited the Six-Winged Angel martial soul and has innate twenty-level soul power. If I do not possess strengths that surpass the Pope and Sister Xue, then I am not qualified to be the Holy Son of Spirit Hall."

"After all, the struggle for the position of Holy Son has always been this way!" Feng Baiyu said earnestly. "Without the strength to crush the younger generation, one is not worthy of this title."

"Good! Well said!" Feng Qingluan couldn't help but clap in approval upon hearing his grandson's words.

He was a member of the Consecration Hall, but even with his grandson possessing the [Phoenix God Inheritance], he had never thought of betrayal. If his grandson could receive the cultivation of Spirit Hall before becoming a god, it would be nothing but beneficial for Feng Baiyu.

"In that case, I will reserve the position of Holy Son for you!" Qian Daoliu hesitated for only two and a half seconds before speaking. "I will give you ten years. I hope you can accomplish something significant in that time. When that day comes, you will be the Holy Son of Spirit Hall. Perhaps even..."

Qian Daoliu hesitated for a moment, ultimately deciding not to offer a higher promise. He tossed a token to Feng Baiyu and said, "Go out and venture into the world more. I have high hopes for you!"

Feng Baiyu bowed in salute. "I will certainly not fail the mission!"

Before long, Feng Qingluan took Feng Baiyu home.

As they left, the other Consecrators also departed one after another. Qian Daoliu looked toward the direction of the Feng Family and muttered, "A deity?"

Several days later, Feng Qingluan took Feng Baiyu and left Spirit City.

They were not the only ones leaving; they were accompanied by the butler Shui Duanliu, the attendant Wang Long, and War Eagle, who was still missing her ninth soul ring.

Feng Baiyu had a suspicion that Qian Daoliu had already guessed he had received a divine inheritance! However, Qian Daoliu could not be sure whether the deity Feng Baiyu had received was a friend or a foe, so he allowed Feng Baiyu to act freely.

After all, Qian Daoliu was a servant of the gods and possessed divine power under the statue of the Angel God. It was naturally possible for him to vaguely sense the aura of someone at a similar level.

However, since Qian Daoliu did not speak openly, Feng Baiyu pretended not to know. The day to truly lay his cards on the table would come only after he or his grandfather had further increased their strength.

After the group of five left Spirit City, they did not rush to the Star Dou Forest to search for a soul ring, but instead headed north toward the Heaven Dou Empire.

During the journey, Feng Baiyu clearly noticed that his grandfather was showing more concern for Aunt War Eagle.

He didn't know if his grandfather was doing it to win her over or if he truly believed she was the right person to spend the rest of his life with. But seeing his grandfather find a new lease on life, Feng Baiyu was very supportive.

Shui Duanliu saw all of this, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. As a ninety-seventh-level Title Douluo, couldn't his master pursue a woman?

Wang Long was just a simple-minded little kid, and he continued to cultivate during the journey. These training tasks were arranged for him by Shui Duanliu; as they both possessed tool martial souls, Shui Duanliu was the best person to mentor Wang Long.

"Huh?"

Just as the group was traveling, Feng Baiyu suddenly spotted someone collapsed by the side of the road in the distance.

The moment Feng Baiyu noticed the person, Feng Qingluan spotted them as well.

"The aura fluctuations on his body are very strange; he feels very weak, yet very eerie," Feng Qingluan said. "It looks like he is both poisoned and injured."

"Grandfather, let's go over and save him!" Feng Baiyu suddenly said. "Meeting is fate; since this person is still alive, it means his time has not yet come!"

My family, who could understand this!

They hadn't been in the Heaven Dou Empire for long, and they had just picked up a wild Soul Douluo for free.

And this Soul Douluo just happened to be named Dugu Bo!