Three Years of Training, Nominating a Holy Son

In the blink of an eye, three years flowed by.

Early one morning, Bai Yu opened his eyes and looked at Bibi Dong's sleeping face and the arm wrapped around him. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

That was right, Bai Yu had evolved. He had become a Bai Yu-brand body pillow, and Bibi Dong now held him while she slept every night.

Though it was comfortable and soft, Bai Yu did not like it. At his young age, he could only be called "petite and powerless."

Moreover, he could not turn over as freely as he pleased. Otherwise, if he woke Bibi Dong, there was a chance he would receive the beating package.

As for the reason, it was mainly due to the domain power of the Hong Ming Saber. The saber's innate domain was filled with killing intent and possessed an effect that suppressed evil and purified impurities, so Bai Yu had given it a name: the Evil Repelling Domain.

After two years of hard work, he had finally opened all his meridians and achieved the circulation of a Great Heavenly Cycle, allowing yin and yang to converge in an endless cycle.

The result was that even without cultivating, his Soul Power continued to circulate within his body and grow at every moment.

Every morning and evening, he could also guide the Tai Yin Tai Yang Power for half an hour each.

During those two periods, the conversion rate of Soul Power was extremely fast, matching the efficiency of a full day of automatic circulation.

Using himself as the foundation and Soul Power as the root, the Tai Yin Tai Yang Power had also formed a Yin Yang Domain—a domain he could release without using his martial soul.

However, since the Hong Ming Saber was Bai Yu's own martial soul and part of his body, the Yin Yang Domain also carried some of the Evil Repelling Domain's effects.

The Yin Yang Domain was naturally close to nature. When it was released, Bai Yu seemed like a Child of Nature, and with part of the Evil Repelling Domain's evil-suppressing and purifying effects added in—

It caused Bibi Dong's eyes to light up whenever she saw Bai Yu, leaving her unable to pull herself away. Even if he did not release his domain, merely approaching Bai Yu allowed one to sense a pure, gentle aura.

And so, eight-year-old Bai Yu had evolved from a sitting purifier he had practiced being for two years into a Bai Yu-brand pillow-style mind-cleansing doll.

"Teacher, you're awake?" Bai Yu asked as he watched Bibi Dong open her eyes.

Seeing Bai Yu's gaze sweep over her body, Bibi Dong's face flushed involuntarily. "Mm. Time to get up."

Bibi Dong then rose, picked up her clothes, and walked into the changing room.

For Bai Yu, who had experienced this for a year already, such a scene could not have been more familiar.

He stretched, began dressing and washing up, then looked at himself in the mirror with a trace of helplessness flashing through his eyes.

Nine-year-old Bai Yu had handsome, refined features. His build was well-proportioned without lacking masculinity, and beneath his flowing short hair were a pair of eyes as brilliant as stars, filled with mystery.

There was only one flaw: he was barely one and a half meters tall. He did not know why. Perhaps Blue Silver Grass was not a Beast Spirit, so it did not help him grow taller?

While Bai Yu was still pondering this, Bibi Dong walked over. "Today, I plan to take you to the Elder Hall and nominate you as the Holy Son of Spirit Hall."

At Bibi Dong's words, Bai Yu's thoughts about his height came to an abrupt stop. "Teacher, I'll do as you say, but is that possible? Becoming a Holy Son or Holy Maiden requires merit. I haven't carried out any Spirit Hall missions, so I have no merit at all."

"There is no need. Your Cultivation Method and Self-Created Soul Skill are enough to offset the requirement for merit. I trust those old fellows in the Elder Hall will understand what this signifies."

Bibi Dong waved a hand and spoke calmly.

That was right. Over the past three years, Bai Yu had not only been opening his meridians and attempting to circulate a Great Heavenly Cycle, but had also been trying to create Soul Skills based on the martial arts of his previous life.

After all, before opening the Great Heavenly Cycle, he could cultivate only two hours a day. After opening it, he had even less time—only one hour.

The Meditation Method was far too inefficient. At first, he would still go through the motions whenever Bibi Dong required it, but after evolving into a body pillow, he had cast the Meditation Method completely aside.

With so much free time, Bai Yu had truly managed to tinker up a few things.

Using the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams he had drawn himself, he developed a footwork technique: Nine Shadows Spiral Steps.

He also opened the tiny meridians in both hands and, based on different circulation paths, developed the Thirty-Six Plum Blossom Hand Techniques, which included finger techniques, claw techniques, palm techniques, and fist techniques.

Fortunately, this world had such an absurd profession as healing-type Soul Masters. Most injuries could be healed directly, and it was said that the Nine Heart Begonia could even regenerate severed limbs.

Half a month ago, Bai Yu compiled everything he had created into a booklet.

He drew the Guiding Movement before opening the meridians and forming a Great Heavenly Cycle, the meridian circulation paths that accompanied them, as well as the combined movements and paths used after opening them, into illustrated manuals.

The daytime version was called Sun Dance, while the nighttime version was called Moon Dance.

The method for opening all meridians and circulating a Great Heavenly Cycle was named Yin Yang Sacrifice.

Considering that some Soul Masters possessed martial souls naturally aligned with yang or yin, or simply lacked sufficient aptitude, they could cultivate Sun Dance or Moon Dance separately.

They could also open a single-attribute Great Heavenly Cycle, though they would not reach the realm of Yin-Yang Convergence.

Bai Yu named this booklet, which contained both a Cultivation Method and martial arts, Heaven and Earth Confluence Yin Yang Ode.

Well... he did not like sorrow. Whether it was compassion or tragedy, neither would do, so he removed "great sorrow" from the name!

After finishing it, Bai Yu gave it to Bibi Dong and let her handle it as she saw fit.

When Bibi Dong opened the booklet, her expression shifted from relaxed to solemn, and later, her pupils trembled. Her changing expressions were quite a sight.

Bibi Dong asked Bai Yu where the Cultivation Method had come from, and Bai Yu started spinning that God Reincarnate story again. Unfortunately, Bibi Dong did not believe him.

Still, she did not press him further. She merely assumed that his talent was unparalleled and that he had figured it out himself. After all, he had a history of damaging his meridians. Instead, she warned him not to spread it around casually.

Bai Yu scratched his head. "I don't really care whether I become the Holy Son or not, but if you want me to be one, Teacher, then I'll give it a try."

The two rose and headed toward the Elder Hall.

The Elder Hall stood atop the central mountain of Spirit City, beside the Douluo Hall, which served as a symbolic landmark.

It was governed by Qian Daoliu, whose cultivation had reached Rank Ninety-Nine. He was one of the three Limit Douluo, known as invincible beneath the heavens, and was also the former former Pope of Spirit Hall.

Inside the Elder Hall, Qian Daoliu was praying reverently before the Angel Statue. He was probably doing his morning prayers?

"Bibi Dong, what are you doing here?" Qian Daoliu turned and looked at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong's expression remained calm. "I am here to nominate a Holy Son and request that the apostles and elders begin a vote."

"Very well. This is the Pope's right. Is that him? That child named Bai Yu?" Qian Daoliu turned to look at Bai Yu.

"That's right, it's him. Since the Grand Apostle agrees, please gather the elders and convene an elder meeting." Bibi Dong looked at Qian Daoliu and spoke lightly.

Qian Daoliu paused slightly. "Very well."

He then activated his martial soul and waved a hand. A pillar of golden light shot into the sky, and the phantom of an angel flickered in and out of sight overhead. This was the symbol used by Spirit Hall to summon the elders whenever something significant occurred.

Speaking of which, it was rather bleak. As the Pope, Bibi Dong had only three Title Douluo under her command: Chrysanthemum Douluo, Gui Douluo, and Spirit Kite Douluo, who had only recently advanced to Title Douluo.

She could not even compare to Qian Renxue, that little tsundere. As the young master of Douluo Hall, the little tsundere had quite the impressive retinue.

As time slowly passed, all the apostles and elders arrived, apart from Snake Lance and Pufferfish, the two elders who followed Qian Renxue.

"Grand Apostle, has something happened? And Bibi Dong, why are you here as well?" Golden Crocodile Douluo, the Second Worship of Douluo Hall and the oldest Soul Master in all of Spirit Hall by seniority and age, was the first to speak.

Qian Daoliu raised a hand to gesture to Golden Crocodile Douluo, then said, "Today, the Pope has come to nominate a Holy Son and requests an elder vote."