Where Are We Going, Grandpa Ghost

She looked at Lu Chen and suddenly asked, "Little Chen, does your martial soul have the ability to devour?"

Lu Chen understood a bit more upon hearing this.

Bibi Dong had indeed noticed.

When he had released the Leugocyte martial soul just now, her state seemed to have undergone some changes.

Although Lu Chen couldn't confirm exactly what, based on his understanding of Bibi Dong, he could probably guess.

It was most likely related to the Rakshasa God's evil thoughts.

So, Lu Chen didn't hide anything.

He nodded and replied, "Yes."

Bibi Dong's gaze shifted slightly.

Lu Chen continued, "It's just that I don't know how to use it yet."

This statement was also true.

Leugocyte itself naturally possessed the ability to devour.

After all, it could even devour planets.

Even if its devouring ability was transformed into a martial soul, it couldn't possibly retain its original terrifying level, but it should at least be at the extreme devouring level.

It was just that there didn't seem to be such an attribute on the Douluo Continent.

The common attributes on the Douluo Continent were nothing more than fire, water, wind, lightning, light, darkness, life, death, and so on.

Devouring was more like a special ability, rather than an attribute clearly demarcated by the system.

Lu Chen had just awakened his martial soul and could only passively sense the existence of Leugocyte; he couldn't truly summon that devouring ability yet.

To master it, he would probably need soul rings and subsequent cultivation.

Bibi Dong became even more satisfied after hearing Lu Chen's answer.

He hadn't mastered the devouring ability yet, and just by passive influence, he could weaken the Rakshasa evil thoughts in her mind.

Bibi Dong naturally understood what this meant.

If Lu Chen's strength grew in the future, and he truly mastered the devouring ability of his martial soul, then he might really have a chance to resolve the problem in her mind.

Even if there was only this possibility, it was enough for Bibi Dong to take him seriously.

Her gaze towards Lu Chen softened a bit more than before.

"Little Chen, release your martial soul possession."

Lu Chen nodded.

He retracted his martial soul's power according to his instincts.

The next moment, the purplish-red chitinous patterns covering him gradually receded, the golden dragon head and horn-like structures disappeared, and the giant wing phantom and long tail behind him dissipated bit by bit.

His body, about two meters tall, rapidly shrank back.

Soon, Lu Chen returned to the appearance of a six-year-old little boy.

However, after awakening his martial soul, his appearance seemed to have been affected as well.

The original Lu Chen was already good-looking, but now there was an indescribable sacredness and majesty between his brows and eyes.

Because he was still young, his face still carried the childish innocence unique to children, so he didn't look intimidating. Instead, he appeared very cute.

Bibi Dong looked at Lu Chen, who had returned to his original state, her emotions somewhat subtle.

She wasn't someone easily moved by children.

Over the years, there weren't many people she truly cared about.

For most people, she merely measured their value and judged whether they were useful.

But Lu Chen was different.

On one hand, Lu Chen possessed a god-level martial soul and innate twenty levels of soul power, with almost immeasurable future potential.

On the other hand, his martial soul could potentially influence or even eliminate the Rakshasa evil thoughts in her mind, and he was also very cute.

Perhaps because of this, the more Bibi Dong looked at Lu Chen, the more she liked him.

This liking was not just admiration for a genius, nor satisfaction with a disciple. It was more like she had finally seen a possibility of escaping the shadow.

Bibi Dong returned to her Pope's seat and her expression regained its usual noble and majestic demeanor.

Then, she looked at Gui Mei beside her.

"Gui Mei."

Ghost Douluo stepped forward and respectfully said, "Your subordinate is here."

Bibi Dong said indifferently, "Take Little Chen to his residence, tidy him up, and change his clothes."

Gui Mei immediately lowered his head and replied, "Yes."

Lu Chen stood in place without saying anything further.

He knew that from this moment on, his status had completely changed.

From an orphan in the Spirit City orphanage to the personal disciple of Pope Bibi Dong, this transformation had happened far too quickly.

Gui Mei walked over to Lu Chen's side.

"Little Chen, let's go."

Lu Chen glanced at Bibi Dong and bowed to her.

"Teacher, then I shall take my leave."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly.

Gui Mei then led Lu Chen out of the Pope Hall.

Following Lu Chen's departure, Bibi Dong sat upon the papal throne, and the hall fell silent once more.

However, this silence did not last long.

As Lu Chen's aura gradually faded into the distance, the Rakshasa evil thoughts that had been suppressed and weakened in Bibi Dong's mind began to slowly revive.

Those cold, twisted thoughts, filled with resentment and a desire for destruction, once again attempted to influence her consciousness.

Bibi Dong's gaze turned cold in an instant.

She sat on the papal throne, her hands tightening slightly as she forcibly suppressed the discomfort in her mind.

Just moments ago, while Lu Chen was by her side, those evil thoughts had clearly been fading away.

Although the speed was not fast, it had at least allowed her to feel a long-lost clarity.

But now that Lu Chen was gone, those things had surged back up.

This contrast made Bibi Dong's hatred for the Rakshasa God deepen even further.

She cursed coldly in her heart.

Damned Rakshasa God.

Don't let me find an opportunity.

Otherwise...

Bibi Dong did not continue that thought.

But her eyes said everything.

If she had the chance to break free, or even turn the tables and control it all, she would not hesitate for a second.

On the other side, after Gui Mei led Lu Chen out of the Pope Hall, he did not move at high speed while carrying him as he had on the way there.

After all, Lu Chen was now a disciple personally accepted by the Pope, no longer just the child who needed to be rushed to the Pope Hall.

Gui Mei walked in front, with Lu Chen following beside him.

The two walked along the paths within Spirit Hall.

Lu Chen looked around, then looked up at Gui Mei.

"Grandpa Ghost, where are we going?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Gui Mei's footsteps faltered ever so slightly.

Grandpa Ghost?

It had been many years since he had heard such a strange form of address.

Given his status and aura, it was a miracle if ordinary children didn't burst into tears upon seeing him.

Even the spirit masters within Spirit Hall were mostly respectful when facing him, not daring to utter a single unnecessary word.

Yet, not only was Lu Chen not afraid, he had even called him "Grandpa Ghost" directly.

Gui Mei was momentarily stunned.

More importantly, he hadn't immediately thought of an answer to the question Lu Chen had asked.

The Pope had only told him to take Little Chen to his living quarters, get him settled, and have him change his clothes.

But as for exactly where to take him, the Pope had not specified.

If he were just an ordinary genius, there would naturally be designated living quarters.

But since Lu Chen had been accepted as a disciple by the Pope, his status was extraordinary.

Gui Mei quickly thought of another person.

Hu Liena.

Since Lu Chen was now a disciple of the Pope, he should be treated the same as Nana.

Thinking of this, Gui Mei's expression remained unchanged, and his tone stayed calm.

"Just follow me."

Hearing this, Lu Chen did not continue to press the issue.

He knew that a man like Gui Mei was not one for many words, and getting a single answer out of him was already good enough.