Qian Daoliu's Excitement, Bibi Dong's Overflowing Love

"Oh, a Soul Emperor... Wait, a Soul Emperor?"

Qian Daoliu came to his senses and cried out:

"A Soul Emperor at eighteen? You're incredible, child!"

Guang Ling Douluo spread his hands. Little Qingyu had shown off again.

"Come, come, let Grandpa take a look at your martial soul!"

Jiang Qingyu nodded and activated the soul power within him. Blazing flames began to rise, accompanied by a phoenix cry.

A crimson longsword appeared in his hand. Phoenix patterns coiled around its blade ridge, and a phoenix head was carved into its hilt. Scorching flames wreathed the sword, while a phantom phoenix circled it with every swing, flames surging in its wake.

"This is...?"

Qian Daoliu's eyes sparkled. It was his first time seeing such a martial soul.

"The Flame Phoenix Sword," Jiang Qingyu said.

Before Qian Daoliu could respond, Jiang Qingyu's second martial soul, the Ice Dragon King, appeared. The scorching heat instantly turned into bone-piercing cold.

A massive ice dragon coiled behind Jiang Qingyu. The majestic dragon made Qian Daoliu's pupils contract as he stammered:

"Twin martial souls! The third twin martial soul wielder in a thousand years!"

At that moment, one yellow, one purple, and four black soul rings appeared beneath Jiang Qingyu's feet.

Qian Daoliu stared at that dazzling soul ring configuration, excitement beyond words filling his heart.

Spirit Hall had truly found a treasure!

Guang Ling Douluo smiled. "Big Brother, shouldn't we give Qingyu the position of Holy Son?"

Qian Daoliu snapped out of it and nodded repeatedly with a laugh. "Good, good, good! I hereby appoint you the Holy Son of Spirit Hall. You shall be properly nurtured!"

A genius like this belonged in Spirit Hall.

Jiang Qingyu withdrew his soul rings and martial souls. "Thank you, Grand Consecrator."

Guang Ling and Qingluan were both quite surprised. They had not expected the Grand Consecrator to directly appoint him as Holy Son.

Qian Daoliu waved a hand and ordered Guang Ling Douluo to take Jiang Qingyu around to familiarize himself with Spirit Hall, while Qingluan Douluo remained behind to give a detailed account of everything that had happened during this time.

Guang Ling led Jiang Qingyu out of the Consecration Hall and along the corridor.

With his hands behind his back and his head swaying smugly, he said with a proud expression:

"See? When has your Grandpa Guang Ling ever lied to you? I said I'd bring you into Spirit Hall, and I directly secured you the position of Holy Son."

Jiang Qingyu walked slowly beside him, his gaze sweeping over the Spirit Hall disciples bowing along the way as he said:

"You didn't lie, but I do have a question. Why did Grandpa Guang Ling, a dignified level ninety-six Consecrator, freeload meals at my little house for five years?"

Guang Ling abruptly stopped. His old face reddened as he hurriedly coughed twice to cover it up.

"That was a test! A test of your character and temperament! We can't just bring anyone into Spirit Hall, can we?"

He sounded completely confident, but inwardly, he felt guilty.

He could hardly admit that he found life in the Consecration Hall dull, so he had wandered outside, smelled the aroma of food, and refused to leave. It also helped him avoid the Hall's tedious affairs.

Jiang Qingyu did not expose him and simply followed up:

"So what conclusion did Grandpa Guang Ling reach from this test?"

"Naturally, that you have a pure character and peerless talent!" Guang Ling went along with it, raising a hand to pat his shoulder. "How else could the position of Holy Son be so easy to obtain? If I hadn't observed you every day and recommended you before Big Brother, how could this have gone so smoothly?"

The two arrived at the main hall plaza, where an enormous angel statue stood at its center.

Soul masters passing by spotted Guang Ling's insignia from afar and stopped to bow in salute.

Guang Ling casually waved them off, focused only on pointing out the various buildings to Jiang Qingyu.

"The Soul Fighting Arena is on the left. The treasury and library are on the right. The disciples' residences are behind us. I've had your quarters prepared in the courtyard beside the Consecration Hall. It's close to me, so it'll be convenient for you to cook."

Jiang Qingyu could not help but laugh.

"So the test was fake, and freeloading meals was the real goal?"

"Nonsense!" Guang Ling retorted stiffly. "This is called proper arrangement! If you live nearby, you can come find me anytime you have problems with cultivation."

Though his words were firm, his feet had already turned toward the courtyard. He was already considering which dishes Jiang Qingyu should make that evening.

It could not be helped. His cooking was simply too delicious.

Other people's cooking was certainly not bad, but the care Jiang Qingyu put into his meals seemed to possess some kind of irresistible magic.

Before they knew it, Jiang Qingyu and Guang Ling Douluo had arrived near the Papal Palace.

"This is the Papal Palace, and the Elder Hall is next to it. The current Pope is Big Brother's son, Qian Xunji. Perfect, I'll take you to meet Xunji!"

As the future Holy Son, he would inevitably have dealings with him.

When they reached the palace doors, guards clad in golden armor on both sides bowed in salute.

"Greetings, Fifth Consecrator!"

Guang Ling Douluo nodded. "Open the doors!"

"Yes!" The two guards opened the palace doors.

Guang Ling Douluo led Jiang Qingyu inside.

The moment they entered, they heard the troubled voice of a man:

"Dong'er, you're grown now. As your teacher, I want you to find a suitable partner. I've introduced you to more than a dozen exceptionally gifted people, yet none of them caught your eye. What am I supposed to do?"

Guang Ling Douluo bowed toward Qian Xunji. "Your Holiness!"

Qian Xunji responded upon seeing Guang Ling Douluo. "Uncle Guang Ling."

Qian Xunji also noticed the figure beside Guang Ling Douluo. At first glance, he saw an otherworldly, aloof, noble beauty.

Where had this woman come from?

"Uncle Guang Ling, is this your new disciple?" Qian Xunji asked curiously.

Only after Guang Ling Douluo and Jiang Qingyu approached did Guang Ling finally answer:

"This is the little brother I took in outside, Jiang Qingyu. He's a man, not some woman. Your Holiness, don't misunderstand!"

Qian Xunji's eyes widened, nearly thinking he had misheard. "A man!"

Jiang Qingyu spoke softly. "Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!"

His bearing was elegant and composed, refined and courteous.

"Good, good, good! Good child, welcome to Spirit Hall!"

Qian Xunji was delighted. Just as he was about to ask his beloved disciple Bibi Dong something, he discovered that Bibi Dong was already holding her cheeks in both hands, the affection in her eyes practically overflowing.

Qian Xunji gave a light cough. "Uncle Guang Ling, I wonder whether this young man would be willing to give it a try with my disciple?"

"Your disciple? You mean the Holy Maiden?" Guang Ling Douluo asked in confusion. When he looked toward Bibi Dong, he was truly startled.

You are not even trying to hide it?

I just brought him here, and you're already thinking about him!

That won't do!

Jiang Qingyu glanced at Bibi Dong, with her wine-red hair and alluring, graceful figure.

"Do we know each other?" Jiang Qingyu asked, his face full of confusion.

He remembered having no real connection with Bibi Dong.

"We do, we do!"

Bibi Dong nodded excitedly again and again.

"You don't remember, but four years ago, you saved me once in the Star Dou Great Forest. Then two years ago, you saved me again in the Star Dou Great Forest!"

"???" ×3

All three of them were utterly baffled. How did they not know about this?

"Hold it right there!"

Jiang Qingyu suddenly said, "Explain yourself. I saved you? Why don't I remember?"

Bibi Dong explained very seriously:

"The first time, four years ago, I secretly ran out to carry out a mission. Back then, I believed that my fate was in my own hands, not Heaven's, so I was chased by a ten-thousand-year soul beast. You saved me then!"

"Then, two years ago, um, I snuck out again and ran into five ten-thousand-year soul beasts. You saved me again."