Looking at Lin Tian's young face, brimming with joy, Bibi Dong felt her mood lift considerably.
She reached out and ruffled his little head, speaking with a fond smile:
"Lin Tian, get ready. In three days, your Mother Pope will watch you perform."
After giving Lin Tian a few words of advice, Bibi Dong sent him back to his bedroom. She still had important matters to attend to.
After leaving Pope Palace, Lin Tian didn't head straight back to his bedroom.
Although he'd said he would make a stunning impression at the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony, he still wasn't entirely confident.
Now that he finally had some free time, Lin Tian decided to explore Spirit Hall and see what was so extraordinary about this legendary sacred ground for Martial Soul cultivation.
He followed a jade walkway in front of Pope Palace and set off to explore.
On either side of the path, aside from the many rare plants, stood stone sculptures and buildings in all kinds of shapes.
Before long, Lin Tian found himself beneath a solemn, sacred-looking Angel God Statue. It stood dozens of meters tall and was made entirely of the finest jade.
The statue held a long sword wreathed in the flames of the Holy Angel. Even from a distance, Lin Tian felt a wave of heat rush toward his face, making him hesitate to approach.
Just as Lin Tian was wondering whether to take a few more steps, an old man in golden robes appeared in front of him.
"Little fellow, you have a good eye. This statue is the only authentic image of the Angel God left in the mortal world! Finding it proves that you're destined to cross paths with the Angel God!"
"Little fellow, would you like to join the Worship Hall and become a follower of the Angel God? Believe in the Angel God, and you'll receive the protection of holy light!"
"I am Qian Daoliu, Grand Elder of Spirit Hall. If you wish to join the Worship Hall, I can help you!"
Faced with the old man's enthusiastic invitation, Lin Tian didn't answer right away.
As if! How could some old geezer compare to a beautiful young woman?
Besides, his Mother Pope had already promised him that if he amazed everyone at the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony, he would receive a little reward.
For Lin Tian, who had been deeply influenced by the Way of Cao Wei, that was simply impossible to resist.
Become stronger?
He had the Cute Baby God King System. He could become stronger with its help.
But when it came to a reward from a beautiful young woman, Lin Tian really couldn't bring himself to refuse.
At the thought, Lin Tian couldn't help murmuring inwardly:
The Angel God may be wonderful, but she's nowhere near as tempting as a beautiful young woman!
Of course, Lin Tian only dared to think those words. He wouldn't dare let Qian Daoliu know that, in his heart, the Angel God wasn't worth even one of a beautiful young woman's legs!
"Grand Elder, thank you for thinking so highly of me! But I'm just an unawakened little brat. I'm really not qualified to join the Worship Hall!"
Although Lin Tian was only six years old in the world of Douluo Continent, his thoughts and consciousness were already those of an adult.
When faced with Qian Daoliu's invitation, he didn't refuse outright. Instead, he declined with the humility of someone who felt his knowledge and abilities were inadequate.
After all, Qian Daoliu was said to be the strongest beneath the heavens. If Lin Tian angered him, he might not even be left with bone fragments.
"You brat, how dare you refuse the Grand Elder? I think you—"
Behind Qian Daoliu stood an old man with a face full of bushy whiskers. Clearly displeased with Lin Tian's decision, he furrowed his brow and was about to scold him.
"Xiongshi, don't be angry. The Angel God has never liked forcing anyone!"
Hearing Qian Daoliu say this, Mighty Lion Douluo gave a cold snort, then unclenched his fist.
After this little interruption, Lin Tian no longer felt like wandering around Spirit Hall.
For now, he needed to do all he could to prepare for the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony in three days.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and the annual Martial Soul Awakening Day arrived in Spirit City.
As a sacred ground for Soul Master cultivation, Spirit City drew large numbers of Soul Masters every year when Martial Soul Awakening Day came around. They all came to witness the birth of Spirit Hall's legendary genius!
After all, the residents of Spirit City weren't ordinary people. Their children had a very high chance of becoming geniuses.
The central square on the south side of Spirit Hall was already packed with people. Seats that usually cost less than ten copper coins had been inflated to a hundred Gold Soul Coins apiece.
Yet despite the exorbitant price, every seat was still taken.
All around the square, Spirit Hall's flags, symbols of holy light, fluttered in the wind with a loud snap.
The Temple Knights, clad in heavy armor, guarded every corner of the square. Some held long swords, while others gripped axes and blades, their sharp gazes sweeping across the surroundings.
Even their expressions beneath their helmets were tense, as they feared letting in a single suspicious person.
Today's Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony in Spirit City was truly extraordinary.
Bibi Dong, the newly appointed Pope, had invited not only the other Soul Master forces across Douluo Continent to attend, but also members of the royal families of the Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empires.
No one could understand why Spirit Hall had made such a huge spectacle. What were they planning?!
After all, as far as they were concerned, this was just an ordinary Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony. There was nothing worth watching.
If Spirit Hall wanted to show off its genius disciples, there was no need to make such a fuss. Every sect and faction had its own talented disciples. It wasn't worth going to all this trouble.
To give the various sects and factions a better view, Spirit Hall had set aside different observation sections on the platform in the central square.
At that moment, in the observation section reserved for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, a refined, handsome middle-aged man sat in a jade chair. A gentle smile graced his mature, striking face, making him easy to like.
"Fengzhi, what's going on with Spirit Hall? Why are they making such a huge spectacle of this year's Martial Soul Awakening? What are they up to?"
Standing beside the refined middle-aged man was a handsome man in white robes. His white hair swayed in the breeze as he watched the central square, sword energy seeming to swirl in his eyes.
"I think Spirit Hall is just putting on an act. Qian Xunji was like this before, and now Bibi Dong is the same."
He looked down on Spirit Hall for inviting all the sects to attend.
"If I'd known Spirit Hall was so hypocritical, I would've sent that stinking bone instead!"
The man in white robes was Sword Douluo, Chen Xin, one of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's guardian elders.
The middle-aged man he called Fengzhi was Ning Fengzhi, the current sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Compared with Sword Douluo's scorn, Ning Fengzhi seemed much calmer.
"Uncle Jian, I have a feeling Spirit Hall is making such a grand spectacle because they have something to announce to the world! As Spirit Hall's new Pope, Bibi Dong must want to do something to prove her ability!"
"Perhaps the answer lies in this Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony!"
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