God-Given Soul Ring

What had everyone so astonished?

Lin Bei stood beneath the angel statue, gripping the Pangu Creation Axe. The black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring made him look like the child of a god.

At that moment, the angel statue suddenly radiated a shimmering golden glow, and then the phantom of a Six-Winged Angel emerged from it.

The Six-Winged Angel phantom was enormous, blotting out the sky. Her upper body alone was larger than the Papal Hall, and her entire form emanated a gentle golden light.

Lin Bei looked up at the angel phantom floating in the air, his expression filled with shock.

To be honest, he had not expected something like this to happen.

"Is this... the Angel God?"

If it was the Angel God, why had she appeared now? What was she going to do?

As Lin Bei pondered this question, he suddenly saw the Angel God's phantom extend a finger toward him. With a light tap in the air, a speck of golden light flew toward Lin Bei.

The golden light did not seem hostile, yet some force acted upon him, leaving Lin Bei standing frozen in place like a statue, completely unable to evade it.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man at the edge of the arena muttered in astonishment, "This kid... he actually gained the Angel God's favor and received a God-Given Soul Ring..."

The golden light flew into Lin Bei's body.

At once, Lin Bei felt a vast and powerful force surge into him. He had no choice but to immediately sit cross-legged and attempt to absorb it.

Those watching from the sidelines could see that as Lin Bei sat down cross-legged and began absorbing the power brought by the golden light, the Angel God's phantom gradually disappeared.

Many people were now completely bewildered—

What had happened?

They looked toward Lin Bei and saw him struggling, his face twisting from time to time as his body convulsed. He looked to be in immense pain.

"Daddy, what's wrong with him? He'll be alright, won't he?"

For some reason, seeing Lin Bei like this made Ning Rongrong worry. She anxiously asked Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong exchanged a glance, and both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Ning Fengzhi said softly, "Lin Bei is fine. In fact, he's in an exceptionally good situation."

Ning Rongrong glanced at Lin Bei. He was still struggling in agony. How was that an exceptionally good situation?

She could not help saying, "Daddy, you're lying. How is he doing well? He looks like he's in so much pain. Daddy, why don't you... save him?"

Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Rongrong in surprise, then suddenly smiled. "He doesn't need me to save him."

Gu Rong, standing beside him, also smiled. "Don't worry, Rongrong. The little fellow is fine. He's absorbing a God-Given Soul Ring right now. This is an enormous opportunity!"

Ning Rongrong froze and asked, "A God-Given Soul Ring? What's that?"

"A Soul Ring bestowed by a god. The user does not need to hunt a soul beast. The God-Given Soul Ring can grant them the Soul Skill they need most, as well as a Soul Ring of the highest level they can withstand."

Ning Fengzhi explained.

Gu Rong looked at Lin Bei, who was absorbing the power of the God-Given Soul Ring in the arena, and sighed. "Now it depends on what level of Soul Ring that child can endure."

Qian Renxue's eyes flickered.

It was actually a God-Given Soul Ring, and one bestowed by the Angel God. Even the Angel God recognized him as Spirit Hall's Holy Son...

She looked at Lin Bei, an indescribable feeling rising in her heart.

Bibi Dong was also very surprised.

She had never expected Lin Bei to receive the Angel God's recognition.

This was an unexpected development.

But this unexpected development seemed to have come at just the right time...

Bibi Dong cast Ning Fengzhi a sidelong glance, then continued watching Lin Bei as he absorbed the God-Given Soul Ring.

Time passed second by second.

Everyone watched Lin Bei.

The process of Lin Bei absorbing the Soul Ring was rather dull, but everyone was anticipating his third Soul Ring—

"Just how many years will it be?"

Suddenly, a trace of red light rose from Lin Bei's body. More and more red light followed, eventually condensing into a red Soul Ring.

In an instant, uneven gasps rang out across the plaza.

It was, it was actually a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!!!

Just how powerful was this little fellow's talent?

His third Soul Ring had directly reached the Hundred Thousand Year level!

Everyone stared in horror at Lin Bei as he slowly rose to his feet. Framed by the black and red Soul Rings, Lin Bei stood with his giant axe in hand, his entire body surging with terrifying power and presence. His deep black eyes seemed as mysterious and desolate as the cosmos itself.

Lin Bei took a deep breath and slowly walked toward Bibi Dong.

With every step he took, the abyssal, ocean-like aura around him receded a little. By the time he reached Bibi Dong and dropped to one knee, all of his presence had vanished, and the giant axe Martial Soul in his hand had also been withdrawn.

Everyone's gaze was focused on the six-year-old child before them.

Bibi Dong looked down at Lin Bei, who was kneeling on one knee before her.

At some point, a platinum six-section crown studded with gemstones had appeared in her hands.

She placed the Platinum Six-Section Crown upon Lin Bei's head and said solemnly, "Today, in the name of the Pope of Spirit Hall, I bestow upon you the title of Saint Child of Spirit Hall! May you henceforth share in Spirit Hall's glory and disgrace, understand righteousness and reason, and always remember to uphold Spirit Hall's principles!"

"Yes, Teacher!"

When Lin Bei rose to his feet wearing the Saint Child Platinum Crown, it signified the end of today's Bestowal Ceremony.

Orderly trumpet calls rang out across the square.

At the same time, the spectators began applauding.

Once the crowd's enthusiasm had died down somewhat, the Master of Ceremonies called out loudly, "The Bestowal Ceremony has now concluded. Esteemed guests, please proceed to the Papal Hall for the celebratory banquet!"

Bibi Dong nodded to Lin Bei at her side, then said to the disciples of the Seven Great Sects—especially Ning Fengzhi, the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, "I hope you will honor us with your presence at the banquet in the Papal Hall."

"Your Holiness, after you."

With a smile, Ning Fengzhi made a gesture inviting her to go first.

Bibi Dong nodded. Her gaze swept over Xue Qinghe, who stood beside Ning Fengzhi, and her eyes flickered slightly. Without saying anything, she passed Xue Qinghe and Ning Fengzhi and led the way toward the Papal Hall.

Xue Qinghe lowered his head slightly and followed at Ning Fengzhi's side as they headed toward the Papal Hall together.

The group arrived at a grand hall within the Papal Hall.

The hall had long since been filled with all manner of wines, dishes, and fruits, a dazzling spread whose fragrance made mouths water.

A banquet was, after all, a place for people to chat and build relationships.

Very few people would truly feast and drink heavily in such a setting.

Children, however, were an exception.

For example, Lin Bei.

And Ning Rongrong.

Lin Bei had skipped breakfast entirely.

He was not exactly hungry, but the sight of all that delicious food made his mouth water. He picked up a plate, knife, and fork, then began helping himself to the various dishes and fruits.

Ning Rongrong was not hungry either, but she wanted to see how Spirit Hall's food tasted. She too picked up a plate, knife, and fork, wandering back and forth among the dishes and fruits.

The two little foodies soon ran into each other.

"Hey, that's mine."

"How is it yours? It was sitting right there. Whoever gets it first owns it."

Lin Bei and Ning Rongrong both spotted a plate of roasted meat. They exchanged a glance, but Lin Bei was quicker, instantly spearing the roasted meat from the plate and transferring it to his own.

Ning Rongrong was immediately displeased.

The two began arguing over who the roasted meat belonged to.

As they argued, they began snatching all sorts of food from each other.

The adults all watched the scene with amused smiles.

Ning Fengzhi, the old father himself, stood nearby watching with a cheerful grin.

"It seems Sect Master Ning's daughter gets along very well with my disciple."

A cool voice suddenly came from beside him.

Ning Fengzhi turned in surprise. Seeing that it was Bibi Dong, he gave a slight bow. "Your Holiness."

Bibi Dong smiled at Ning Fengzhi, then looked toward Lin Bei and Ning Rongrong, who were still fighting over food, and said, "Sect Master Ning, I see that Bei'er and Rongrong get along wonderfully. The two children are quite well matched, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has always enjoyed close ties with Spirit Hall. Since that is the case, why not strengthen those ties through marriage? Let the Saint Child and your sect's young princess be joined in matrimony. What does Sect Master Ning think?"

Sect Master Ning's heart skipped a beat, and a trace of stunned disbelief flashed across his face.

I always felt that something was off.

So this was what she had been waiting for?

Ning Fengzhi looked at the smiling Bibi Dong.

It was clearly a beautiful smile, yet it cast a shadow over his heart.