They're all lunatics, and they still want to take me as a disciple?

The Heng and Ha Generals under Pope's Palace sped all the way to the site where the Orphanage children were awakening their martial souls.

Seeing Bai Yu surrounded by the crowd, Ju Douluo narrowed his eyes slightly and asked in a delicate voice, "This little fellow caused all that commotion?"

"White-Clad Deacon Liu Feng pays his respects to Your Excellencies."

Liu Feng bowed, then turned to introduce them to everyone. "These two are Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo of Pope's Palace, Elders of our Spirit Hall."

"Enough with the formalities. Tell us what happened here first," Ju Douluo said, questioning Liu Feng.

"Yes."

Liu Feng turned and took Bai Yu by the arm, saying excitedly to Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo, "It was this child. He caused the disturbance when awakening his martial soul—and he has Innate Full Soul Power!"

"Good. You have rendered a service by awakening his martial soul. Go to Pope's Palace later to collect your reward."

After saying that, Ju Douluo turned to Bai Yu. "Little fellow, come with us. We'll take you to see His Holiness the Pope."

Bai Yu felt as though ten thousand alpacas were singing, dancing, and rapping wildly in his heart. Isn't this the end for me? That blade is way too inconsiderate! It caused such a huge commotion that the crazy woman noticed me!

Old Qian, Old Qian, why didn't you get here first? Why did it have to be the Heng and Ha Generals? Spirit Hall is your turf, after all. You should recognize this disturbance too, right? Don't you want to find a bodyguard for that little tsundere Qian Renxue?

Bai Yu kept his head lowered and followed behind the two with a respectful expression, though his mind never stopped grumbling.

Ju Douluo, who was walking ahead, suddenly looked at Gui Douluo and transmitted his voice to him. "Old Ghost, the Young Master made quite a scene when he awakened too. What do you think? Could it be...?"

"I'm looking while standing."

Gui Douluo walked ahead without even turning his head, his entire figure ghostly as it flickered in and out of sight, his expression calm.

"Old Ghost, you really are no fun. What do you think His Holiness the Pope will do with him?"

"We'll know soon enough."

Ju Douluo gave Gui Douluo a helpless glance, shook his head, and said no more.

Pope's Palace really is huge! Bai Yu thought as he looked at the grand palace before him.

"Little fellow, wait here. Old Ghost and I will go in and report to His Holiness the Pope." Ju Douluo turned to Bai Yu.

"Yes, Elder."

Bai Yu respectfully saluted, thinking, I'll take it one step at a time. I'm already here—what, am I supposed to run? Old Qian is seriously useless!

Inside Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong looked at the two who had entered. "Have you investigated it clearly?"

"Reporting to Your Holiness, we have. The anomaly occurred when someone from the Orphanage named Bai Yu awakened his martial soul."

Ju Douluo bowed and began reporting to Bibi Dong about what had happened at the Orphanage.

As Bibi Dong listened to Ju Douluo's report, a strange gleam flashed through her eyes. "Did you bring back that child named Bai Yu?"

"We did. He is waiting outside the hall."

"Good. Bring him in." After saying that, Bibi Dong turned around.

Bai Yu walked into the vast, empty hall, discreetly sweeping his gaze over it before focusing on the golden figure standing atop the steps.

As Bibi Dong turned around, Bai Yu sighed inwardly. No wonder she starred in countless works in my previous life. Wei Wu truly did not deceive me!

Bibi Dong wore a violet-gold crown upon her head, held a golden scepter in her hand, and was dressed in an exceptionally form-fitting golden ceremonial gown. Her entire body radiated an air of nobility.

Yet even such magnificent adornments could not conceal her own charm. Her fair skin and the full snowy whiteness beneath her collarbones seemed as though they could reflect light.

Below her slender, graspable waist were peach-like, full, perky curves, along with a pair of straight jade legs that appeared and disappeared beneath her gown.

Combined with that cold yet breathtakingly beautiful face, she stirred one's desire to conquer her to its very limit.

Wei Wu's legacy still remained, yet the Prime Minister himself was nowhere to be seen!

"Bai Yu pays his respects to His Holiness the Pope."

Bai Yu placed his left hand over his chest and knelt on one knee, saluting Bibi Dong. Yet inwardly, he grumbled, Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Once I rise up, I'll make you kneel until your knees turn red!

Bibi Dong looked at the respectful Bai Yu and said, "Rise. Release your martial soul and let me see it."

"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope. But... which one would you like to see?" Bai Yu's small face held a trace of confusion.

Of course, it was all an act! Had heaven not given birth to me, Bai Yu, the path of acting would have been a long night! His heart was already soaring.

"Of course, the one you just awakened... Hm? You have more than one martial soul?" Bibi Dong's brows furrowed before her expression shifted to shock.

Bai Yu scratched his head. "I think there's another one, but I couldn't release it when I awakened earlier. I feel like I can release it now, though."

Bibi Dong's expression returned to calm, though a sharp gleam flashed through her eyes. "Then release your second martial soul and let me see it."

"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope."

As soon as he spoke, he raised his left hand. A stalk of Blue Silver Grass slowly sprouted from his palm, its branches and leaves unfurling.

"Blue Silver Grass? That's impossible! How could Blue Silver Grass possibly appear alongside a divine... alongside such a powerful blade martial soul? It makes no sense!"

At the sight of the Blue Silver Grass, Ju Douluo cried out in shock, repeatedly declaring it impossible. The expressions on Bibi Dong's and Gui Douluo's faces likewise changed from anticipation to astonishment.

So this is the martial soul I should normally have awakened? Makes sense. I was reincarnated, not transported here in my body. My parents' martial souls were either farming tools or flowers and grass—where would a powerful martial soul come from? Bai Yu thought as he looked at the Blue Silver Grass in his hand, his expression unreadable.

"Perhaps the other martial soul is too powerful, so it failed to assimilate the Blue Silver Grass?" Gui Douluo spoke faintly, his voice hollow and hoarse.

Bibi Dong shifted her gaze to Bai Yu. "Forget it. Since it exists, there's no need to investigate further. Release your other martial soul."

Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Bai Yu dismissed the Blue Silver Grass in his left hand and extended his right. A noble, violet-gold long saber appeared in his palm.

"This... this aura?" Bibi Dong's expression turned excited. She crossed the distance in an instant, seized his right hand, and stared at the Hong Ming Saber.

"Tsk, not bad, Bibi Dong. Her hand is even softer than mine, a six-year-old's." Bai Yu's eyes widened as he looked at the hand gripping his.

Bibi Dong's face now held excitement, hope, malice, and killing intent—like an entire fan-shaped pie chart.

The sight made Bai Yu's heart tremble. He was afraid Bibi Dong would suddenly lose her mind and open with Shake Kunlun, smashing him into pulp on the spot.

Bibi Dong let out a long breath, and her expression calmed. "I wish to take you as my disciple. Are you willing to become my student?"

"Thank you, Your Holiness the Pope. Bai Yu is willing."

Bai Yu knelt again, his expression excited as he answered loudly.

But what else could he do if he wasn't willing? She was already a lunatic. If he said no, he might just die after trying!

Bibi Dong turned and walked toward the papal throne. "From now on, you may address me as Teacher. Ju Elder, take him to where I used to live. Make sure he lacks nothing."

"Your Holiness, that was formerly the Saintess..." Ju Douluo looked astonished.

"That place."

After sitting down, Bibi Dong lowered her head to look at Bai Yu. "First go with Ju Douluo and rest for a day. Tomorrow, I will take you to obtain a soul ring. That is all. You may leave."

Bibi Dong lightly waved a hand, then leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes to rest.

"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope."

Bai Yu followed Ju Douluo all the way to Bibi Dong's former residence—the Saintess Hall.

"This will be where you live from now on. Take this Soul Tool. There are also some Gold Soul Coins inside. Guards are stationed outside; call for them if you need anything."

"His Holiness the Pope thinks highly of you. From now on, devote yourself to serving Spirit Hall." Ju Douluo looked at Bai Yu and handed him a bracelet-shaped Soul Tool.

"Yes, Bai Yu will remember. Thank you, Ju Elder." Bai Yu answered solemnly with a bow.