Xiongshi, You Must Remember. The Angel God Never Forces Others.

Looking at the youthful face of Lin Tian, which was filled with joy, Bibi Dong felt her mood brighten considerably.

She reached out to ruffle his small head, saying with a touch of doting affection:

"Lin Tian, prepare yourself well. In three days, Mother Pope will watch your performance."

After giving Lin Tian a few words of instruction, Bibi Dong sent him back to his sleeping quarters, as she still had important matters to attend to.

Lin Tian did not return to his quarters immediately after leaving the Pope Palace.

Although he had boasted that he would stun everyone at the Spirit Awakening Ceremony, he felt somewhat uncertain deep down.

Now that he finally had some spare time, Lin Tian decided to wander around Spirit Hall to see what was so extraordinary about this legendary holy land of spirit cultivation.

Lin Tian set off to explore, following a jade-paved path in front of the Pope Palace.

On both sides of the path, aside from various rare plants, there were stone-carved structures of all shapes and sizes.

Just like that, without realizing it, Lin Tian arrived beneath a solemn and sacred statue of the Angel God. This statue stood several dozen meters tall and was crafted entirely from top-grade jade.

The statue held a long sword scorched by the holy flames of the Angel God. Even from a distance, Lin Tian felt a wave of heat pressing against his face, making him hesitant to approach any further.

Just as Lin Tian was debating whether to take a few more steps, an old man in golden robes appeared before him.

"Little one, you have a keen eye. This statue is the only authentic relic left in the mortal world by the Angel God! That you could find it is proof enough that you share a bond with the Angel God!"

"Little one, would you like to join the Consecration Hall and become a believer of the Angel God? Believe in the Angel God, and you shall surely receive the protection of holy light!"

"I am Qian Daoliu, the Great Consecrator of Spirit Hall. If you wish to join the Consecration Hall, I can assist you!"

Faced with the old man's enthusiastic invitation, Lin Tian did not give an immediate answer.

Are you kidding? How could an old geezer compare to a beautiful young woman!

Furthermore, Mother Pope had already promised him a small reward if he could dazzle the crowd at the Spirit Awakening Ceremony.

For Lin Tian, who was deeply influenced by the "Way of Cao Wei," this was an irresistible temptation.

Growing stronger?

He possessed the Cute Baby God King System and could rely on its abilities to grow stronger.

But he simply could not refuse the reward of a beautiful young woman.

Thinking of this, Lin Tian couldn't help but mutter in his heart:

The Angel God may be great, but in the end, it's not as alluring as a beautiful young woman!

However, Lin Tian only dared to think these words in his heart; he wouldn't dare let Qian Daoliu know that, in his mind, the Angel God wasn't worth a single leg of a beautiful young woman!

"Great Consecrator, I thank you for your kindness toward this little one! However, I am merely a greenhorn who has yet to awaken his spirit; I am truly unqualified to enter the Consecration Hall!"

Although Lin Tian was only six years old in the world of Douluo Continent, his consciousness was already that of an adult.

Facing Qian Daoliu's invitation, he did not refuse directly, but instead declined with an attitude of being humble and inexperienced.

After all, this was the man hailed as the strongest in the sky. If he angered him, Lin Tian feared there wouldn't even be a scrap of bone left.

"Brat, you dare to refuse the Great Consecrator? I think you are..."

Following behind Qian Daoliu, an old man with a face full of thick whiskers was clearly dissatisfied with Lin Tian's decision. He furrowed his brows and was about to reprimand him.

"Xiongshi, do not lose your temper. The Angel God has never liked to force others!"

Hearing Qian Daoliu say this, Xiongshi Douluo let out a cold snort and unclenched his tightly balled fists.

After this small episode, Lin Tian no longer had the heart to wander around Spirit Hall.

What he needed to do now was to prepare as best he could for the Spirit Awakening Ceremony in three days.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and the annual Spirit Awakening Day of Spirit City arrived.

As a holy land for spirit master cultivation, Spirit City saw a massive influx of spirit masters every year on this day, all with the goal of witnessing the birth of a legendary genius from Spirit Hall!

After all, the residents living in Spirit City were no ordinary people; the children born from their unions had an extremely high probability of becoming geniuses.

The central plaza on the south side of Spirit Hall was already a sea of people. Seat tickets that usually cost less than ten copper coins were now being scalped for one hundred gold spirit coins each.

Yet, despite the exorbitant price, every seat was filled.

Around the plaza, the flags of Spirit Hall, symbolizing holy light, fluttered and snapped in the wind.

Temple Knights clad in heavy armor stood guard at every corner of the plaza. Some held long swords, others gripped axes, their sharp gazes scanning the surroundings.

The expressions hidden beneath their visors were tense to the extreme, fearing they might let in anyone suspicious.

The spirit awakening ceremony being held in Spirit City today was of extraordinary significance.

As the new Pope, Bibi Dong had not only invited other spirit master factions from across the Douluo Continent to observe, but even the royal families of the Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empires had received invitations.

No one understood why Spirit Hall was putting on such a grand display—what were they planning?!

After all, in their eyes, this was just an ordinary spirit awakening ceremony; there was really nothing to see.

If Spirit Hall wanted to show off talented disciples, there was no need for this; every sect and faction had its own geniuses, and it wasn't worth such a massive mobilization.

To ensure the various sects and factions could observe the ceremony better, Spirit Hall had set up different viewing areas on the high platform of the central plaza.

At this moment, within the high-platform viewing area belonging to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, a refined and handsome middle-aged man sat upon a jade-carved soft chair, a gentle smile gracing his mature, dashing face that naturally drew people's favor.

"Fengzhi, what has gotten into Spirit Hall? Making such a grand spectacle out of this year's Spirit Awakening—are they up to some sort of trick?"

Standing beside the refined middle-aged man was a handsome man in white robes, his white hair swaying in the breeze, his eyes fixed upon the central plaza of Spirit Hall as if streams of sword intent were circulating within his pupils.

"I think Spirit Hall is just putting on a show. Qian Xunji was like this before, and now Bibi Dong is the same."

He held nothing but disdain for the fact that Spirit Hall had invited the major sects to observe the ceremony.

"Had I known Spirit Hall was this hypocritical, I would have let that old bag of bones come instead!"

The white-robed man speaking was none other than Sword Douluo, Chen Xin, one of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's guardian elders.

And the middle-aged man he called Fengzhi was the current Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi.

Compared to Sword Douluo's contempt, Ning Fengzhi appeared somewhat more composed.

"Uncle Jian, I have a feeling that Spirit Hall putting on such a grand display today must mean they have something to announce to the outside world! As the new Pope of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong must be planning something to demonstrate her capabilities!"

"Perhaps the answer lies within this very Spirit Awakening ceremony!"