Qian Daoliu Wants to Take a Disciple?!
Bibi Dong was deeply shocked, like a raging storm.
The look in her eyes as she gazed at Lin Xia was no longer one of simple admiration and respect, but suddenly became deep and sharp, filled with an unprecedented inquiry and... a hint of indescribable heat!
At this moment, Bibi Dong suddenly remembered Lin Xia's first Soul Skill, which had amazed her— the Life Poison!
That bizarre ability to reverse life and death, to control both deadly Toxic and life!
'Reincarnation into poison, poison into life... If he can absorb and transform even the diametrically opposed, domineering, and exclusive divine source of Angel Divine Power, then... what about the extremely yin and evil power belonging to the Rakshasa God, which can almost corrode all things?'
This thought slithered into Bibi Dong's mind like a venomous snake, carrying an irresistible Captivate!
She herself bears the Rakshasa God Trial, and the Rakshasa Divine Power within her body is accumulating to become increasingly vast and increasingly difficult to fully control. That cold, violent, hateful, and destructive Toxic power has long become a double-edged sword. While bringing power, it also constantly backfires on her body and mind, forming invisible shackles.
If... if Lin Xia's miraculous ability could, like transforming the Life Poison or absorbing Angel Divine Power, also affect the Rakshasa Divine Power... even if it only helps alleviate or purify a trace of it...
This possibility made Bibi Dong's heart pound uncontrollably!
A long-lost flame called hope quietly ignited a small Ember deep within the Ice Seal lake of her heart, making her gaze towards Lin Xia not only filled with inquiry but also with a hint of almost greedy excitement that she herself was Frisk of!
'This child... perhaps he truly is the opportunity bestowed upon me by heaven to control the Rakshasa Shackles?'
Bibi Dong Sheer Force suppressed her turbulent emotions, maintaining the Pope's majesty and coldness on her face, but the shifting light deep in her purple eyes could not be hidden from Qian Daoliu, who was standing close by.
Qian Daoliu was unaware of the turmoil Bibi Dong was currently experiencing regarding the Rakshasa Divine Power.
Seeing Bibi Dong remain silent and her gaze shift, he assumed she was also immersed in the shock of Lin Xia being able to absorb the Angel Divine Power.
Looking at Lin Xia again, a rare gentle smile appeared on his kind face, and his voice carried an irresistible Captivate and expectation.
"Child."
Qian Daoliu bypassed Bibi Dong and looked directly at Lin Xia. His tone was gentle like an elder, yet contained the majesty of Limit Douluo.
"To be able to draw upon and transform a trace of Angel Divine Power at the level of Soul Grandmaster is a miracle, a divine revelation! Your talent is unparalleled in the world and should not be buried by the mortal realm."
Qian Daoliu paused, his gaze sweeping over the shocked and complex expressions of the Golden Generation before finally settling on Lin Xia. He spoke slowly, his voice booming like a bell, echoing across the training ground.
"I am Qian Daoliu, Grand Pontiff the Spirit Hall, Level 99 Limit Douluo."
Qian Daoliu announced his name with absolute confidence.
"Today, I wish to take you as my personal disciple, to enter my Worship Hall, to cultivate the Way of the Angel with me, and to explore the origin of divine power. Are you willing?"
Boom!
This unexpected olive branch is more impactful than any Soul Skill!
Yue Guan suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with incredulous envy! The personal disciple of the Grand Pontiff of the Worship Hall?!
What an honor and opportunity this is!
It signifies the highest level of resources, the strongest legacy, and the safest protection!
A meteoric rise!
The three members of the Golden Generation were as if struck by a heavy hammer. Xie Yue's face turned pale, Hu Liena's pink lips parted slightly, and Yan's mouth gaped open, his mind blank.
The Solar Beam they had just witnessed had already shattered their understanding of the world; now, the Grand Pontiff was going to directly accept disciples?
They have cultivated diligently for many years, and it is still difficult for them to even gain the favor of a Titled Douluo elder. Lin Xia... has actually been noticed by the most powerful being on the continent?!
Lin Xia was completely dumbfounded.
Having just recovered from the shock of the Solar Beam and the oppressive aura emanating from Qian Daoliu, this enormous pie landed squarely on his head, leaving him dizzy and disoriented.
To become a direct disciple of Qian Daoliu?
A tremendous Captivate instantly filled my mind!
Personal Coaching from Level 99 Limit Douluo!
The profound and unfathomable heritage of the Worship Hall!
The mystery of Angel Divine Power!
This is an absolute opportunity that no Soul Master could refuse!
This means he will rise to the peak of Soul Master at rocket speed, and his future achievements are limitless!
Security, resources, power... everything is within easy reach!
However, this ecstasy lasted only a moment before a chilling cold rose from the depths of his heart, instantly extinguishing his excitement.
Qian Daoliu... Bibi Dong...
He suddenly remembered the unfathomable, almost irreconcilable conflict and hatred between these two great gods!
That is a cold chasm built on deep-seated hatred and power struggles!
Who am I?
Bibi Dong personally brought her back to the Pope Hall and nurtured and promoted her as a core disciple!
Just now, Bibi Dong went so far as to enter the Worship Hall for him and made a deal with Qian Daoliu that he could not know but which was bound to come at a huge cost, in exchange for his chance to absorb the Holy Sun Wheel Flower!
Just now, Bibi Dong stood in front of him without hesitation, facing Qian Daoliu directly!
If he were to accept Qian Daoliu's invitation to become his disciple right now, in front of everyone... it would be tantamount to slapping Pope Bibi Dong across the face in public!
This is blatant betrayal!
This means trampling all of Bibi Dong's previous efforts and sacrifices underfoot!
Given Bibi Dong's cold, domineering, and extremely controlling personality, she would never tolerate it!
Regardless of his talent, if he dares to nod, he will likely be immediately regarded as a traitor.
Losing Bibi Dong's trust and protection is the least of my worries; I might even incur her unimaginable Thunder Fury!
Bibi Dong would never allow the people she had trained to fall into the hands of the "enemy," especially since this "enemy" was surnamed Qian!
Moreover, while Lin Xia's success today is certainly due to his own efforts and the magic of Bulbasaur, the platform, resources, and protection provided by Bibi Dong, and even that crucial Thousand-Year Holy Sun Wheel Flower, are all indispensable elements!
He couldn't deny this cause and effect, this affection!
For a moment, Lin Xia felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
On one side is the path to heaven, an olive branch from Level 99 Limit Douluo; on the other is a bottomless Abyss, the risk of completely offending the ruthless Pope.
A tremendous Captivate and a deadly threat were tearing him apart.
Lin Xia's face drained of color, her forehead beaded with cold sweat, her lips moved but she couldn't utter a single word, her eyes flickered violently, filled with struggle and hesitation.
Inside the training ground, it was deathly silent except for the faint crackling sound of the lava cooling in the deep pit and the suppressed breathing of the crowd.
All eyes were focused on Lin Xia, who stood frozen like a statue, his heart churning with turmoil, awaiting his decision.
This silence seemed to foreshadow the final calm before the storm.
Qian Daoliu maintained his gentle yet confident smile, seemingly having anticipated Lin Xia's surprise and hesitation, and patiently awaiting the answer.
Bibi Dong stood quietly in place, her purple eyes like a bottomless, icy pool, coldly watching every subtle change in Lin Xia's expression. The invisible pressure was even heavier than the pressure from Qian Daoliu just now, as if she were questioning him silently.
What would you choose?