Shocking Bibi Dong—Qian Daoliu Emerges for Chu Hao

"A thousand years for the first ring, ten thousand years for the next three!"

"Chu Hao, how did you do it?"

Bibi Dong raised her hand slightly, signaling for him to put away his martial soul, and asked curiously.

She now seriously suspected that Chu Hao had a second martial soul.

Only twin martial souls could offer a reasonable explanation.

"By devouring killing intent!" Chu Hao replied.

"Devouring killing intent?"

"What do you mean?"

The moment Bibi Dong heard that, she froze.

Killing intent could be devoured? And it could even increase a soul ring's age?

That seemed a little impossible.

"My martial soul can devour killing intent. The more it devours, the faster my cultivation rises, and my soul rings' ages also increase somewhat."

Chu Hao knew very well that Bibi Dong's martial soul possessed the ability to devour powerful soul beasts' soul rings to rapidly increase her cultivation.

Since that was the case, it was not excessive for him to claim that his own martial soul possessed the ability to devour killing intent.

"Oh? That miraculous?"

"Then I'd like to see just how powerful this ability of yours to devour killing intent really is."

"Come. Devour as much as you like!"

As Bibi Dong's words fell, her eyes narrowed slightly, and a vast surge of killing intent erupted from within her.

That dense killing intent had already condensed into something tangible, dyeing the entire Pope's Palace into a dark-red world.

As Chu Hao felt the dense killing intent, an inexplicable excitement rose within him.

With a thought, a terrifying suction force surged from his body and began devouring it wildly.

And as the killing intent was continuously devoured, his soul power rapidly rose.

One had to know that the killing intent Bibi Dong released came from what she had condensed in Slaughter City, and it contained a trace of the Slaughter Domain's source power.

In terms of quality, it was absolutely of the highest level.

Before long, his soul power had risen by one level.

At this moment, his soul power rank had already reached rank thirty-five.

Bibi Dong sensed the killing intent draining away and looked at Chu Hao, whose soul power had broken through, her eyes gleaming brightly.

Good heavens!

This devouring ability was not any weaker than her ability to devour soul beasts' soul rings.

As long as he kept killing and kept devouring killing intent, his strength would increase at flying speed.

For him, Slaughter City was practically a sacred land of cultivation.

Perhaps before long, another God of Slaughter would appear on Douluo Continent.

If not for the fact that soul rings could not be obtained in Slaughter City, this boy could absolutely break through to Titled Douluo within a few years.

"Good, good, good!"

"Chu Hao, you truly deserve to be my disciple."

"Our Martial Soul Hall has great hopes of flourishing."

Seeing that the killing intent she had accumulated over so many years was draining away severely, Bibi Dong hurriedly withdrew it, then slowly walked to Chu Hao's side and lightly patted his shoulder.

At this moment, there was no need to mention how happy she was.

This was simply a gift sent to her by the heavens.

Chu Hao had no interest at all in Bibi Dong's happiness. A trace of disappointment even surfaced in his eyes.

If Bibi Dong had not withdrawn the killing intent and had simply allowed him to devour it, how wonderful would that have been? It could have raised his soul power by several levels.

Now, he could only look forward to going to Slaughter City as soon as possible.

That place was his true domain.

"Chu Hao, stay in Martial Soul Hall during this period and properly familiarize yourself with the environment here."

"When the time is ripe, I will take you to a place that will let you rapidly increase your strength."

In order to let Chu Hao grow quickly and become a mainstay of Martial Soul Hall, she needed to make careful plans.

First, the thing she needed to resolve most was Chu Hao's loyalty.

Recruiting a talent was easy, but winning someone's heart was difficult.

For that, she had to take meticulous care of Chu Hao, making him develop a dependence on Martial Soul Hall, and even on her.

Only this way could she keep this genius completely in her grasp.

Otherwise, she would rather kill a genius like Chu Hao herself.

When Chu Hao heard that, his eyes shone.

He knew that place had to be Slaughter City.

"Come. Your teacher will take you for a stroll!"

Bibi Dong looked at Chu Hao, liking him more and more the longer she looked, and directly took his little hand, leading him out of the Pope's Palace.

In her heart, Chu Hao was still a child, after all.

Chu Hao felt Bibi Dong's warm little hand, and his whole body trembled slightly.

To tell the truth, in all his years, aside from holding his mother's and sister's hands, he had never once held the hand of any female—let alone the hand of the woman known as the number one beauty of Douluo Continent.

It stirred something in him for no clear reason, and a trace of warmth appeared in his cold eyes.

It seemed Bibi Dong was actually quite good.

No wonder she was so likable.

Elder Hall, Qian Daoliu's residence.

"Great Worship, your subordinate Du Feng has come to pay respects by order of Her Highness Qian Renxue!"

Du Feng knelt outside the great hall on both knees and called out loudly, his eyes filled with awe.

The Elder Hall was the seat of Martial Soul Hall's greatest authority, and even more so its most sacred place. Ordinary people were not permitted to enter.

Even Pope Bibi Dong, whose power towered to the heavens, had no right to interfere in any affairs of the Elder Hall.

And the one who managed the Elder Hall was none other than Martial Soul Hall's foremost powerhouse, Qian Daoliu.

"What important matter is there?"

As soon as Du Feng finished speaking, an aged, dignified voice came from within the great hall.

When Du Feng heard that majestic voice, his whole body trembled slightly, and he replied, "Reporting to the Great Worship, Her Highness Qian Renxue had your subordinate bring back a peerless genius."

As expected of the Great Worship, the number one man in Martial Soul Hall—his strength truly was no joke.

His person could not be seen, yet his voice had already reached him.

Just how profound did one's cultivation need to be to reach such a realm?

Truly terrifying!

"Where is he?" Qian Daoliu asked.

"Reporting to the Great Worship, before your subordinate came here, I encountered Her Holiness the Pope, and the person has already been taken away by Her Holiness. From what Her Holiness said, it seems she intends to take him as her disciple," Du Feng replied.

"Then what use is there in you coming here?" Qian Daoliu said.

"Great Worship, this person's talent is astonishing. Her Highness Qian Renxue values him especially highly. I hope Your Excellency can personally intervene and take this person back from Her Holiness the Pope," Du Feng requested, kowtowing.

"Just a person with decent aptitude. Does it require this seat to act personally?"

"Du Feng, you have quite the nerve!"

Toward Du Feng's request, Qian Daoliu seemed to grow angry, and the dignified voice that rang out was laced with endless pressure.

Du Feng felt it as if the sky itself had collapsed upon him.

"Please calm your anger, Great Worship. This person is no ordinary genius."

"His martial soul is powerful, his physique surpasses others, and at only twelve years old, he is already a three-ring Soul Elder, with a thousand-year first ring and a ten-thousand-year third ring. Such aptitude is rarely seen in this world."

"Her Highness Qian Renxue had your subordinate bring him here precisely because she wished for Your Excellency to devote yourself to nurturing him."

"Your subordinate was incompetent and failed to complete Her Highness's entrusted task. That is why I came to seek Your Excellency's emergence."

"If I have been presumptuous, I hope Your Excellency will forgive me."

Du Feng knew Qian Daoliu had grown angry, and hurriedly laid out Chu Hao's astonishing aptitude.

He believed that once Qian Daoliu heard it, he would surely be shaken by it, and would also understand Qian Renxue's intention in having him bring Chu Hao here.

"Oh? There is such a genius in this world?"

"In that case, this seat will make a trip."

Sure enough, after hearing what he said, Qian Daoliu decided to act and snatch Chu Hao back.

Before long, a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe walked out from the great hall. He appeared to be only in his thirties or forties, was very handsome, and wore a faint smile on his face.

When Du Feng saw Qian Daoliu's appearance, he froze on the spot.

This was the legendary Great Worship?

Wasn't he far too young?

In his memory, Qian Daoliu should have been at least over a hundred years old.

He had never expected him to still look so young.

Sure enough, overwhelming strength could let one escape the erosion of time.

"Mm, your aptitude is rather good."

"But what a pity. Your old injuries haven't healed, so you'll never have any hope of becoming a Titled Douluo in this life."

Qian Daoliu looked Du Feng up and down, gave a brief evaluation, then flew off toward Pope's Palace.

After hearing his judgment, Du Feng's expression dimmed.

Could it be that in this lifetime, he truly had no way to break through to Titled Douluo?

He was unwilling to accept it!

He had to find a way to break through to Titled Douluo, even if he had to pay any price.