Dugu Bo Enters Spirit Hall, Seven Worshippers Present Gifts

In the Elder Hall, Yue Guan and Ghost had finished their affairs for the day and were preparing to return to study the new breakthrough in the Bipolar Stasis Domain when Guang Ling Douluo blocked their path.

"Fifth Worshipper!" Yue Guan and Ghost saluted.

"Elder Yue, please deliver an invitation to the Jade-Scaled Serpent lineage, inviting them to attend the Holy Son's succession ceremony."

"That old poisoner?" Yue Guan cupped his fists. "Fifth Worshipper, there is something I'm not sure I should say."

"Please, speak."

"That old poisoner... His Holiness the Pope previously sent us to invite him to join Spirit Hall. He was to become a Platinum Bishop of Spirit City, then after advancing to Title Douluo, he could become an elder. But he refused. Besides, His Holiness the Pope certainly won't simply ignore a Title Douluo wandering free outside."

Yue Guan truly had no choice.

That Dugu Bo was asking for a beating. If he had not been in Heaven Dou City, Yue Guan would have wanted to beat him up.

He wore that sour expression every day, like he was begging to be taught a lesson.

Guang Ling Douluo said with a smile, "Just go invite him. Little Qingyu asked you to pass along a message: he can help him detoxify."

Yue Guan and Ghost accepted the order and hurried toward Heaven Dou City.

The two placed Jiang Qingyu's matter first and rushed almost without stopping to Heaven Dou City, where they located Dugu Bo's residence.

"Yue Guan, should we knock?"

"Knock? What a joke! We're both Title Douluo. Why would we knock? The Holy Son is inviting him personally—that's already giving him face!"

Yue Guan snorted coldly. He could not stand that old poisoner.

He raised his foot and swept it sideways. With a bang, the gate was kicked open.

Dugu Bo, who had been resting leisurely, jumped in fright. He was about to curse when he discovered that the visitors were Yue Guan and Ghost.

"What are you two doing?"

Dugu Bo frowned. "You'll have to pay for breaking my gate!"

Yue Guan clicked his tongue twice. "Old poisoner, why are you so stingy? What's a broken gate worth?"

"I already said I'm not joining Spirit Hall. Why are you here again?"

Dugu Bo was speechless.

Yue Guan lifted a hand and drew over Dugu Bo's chair along with the chair beside it, then sat down with Ghost.

"We came under the Holy Son's orders to invite you to Spirit Hall."

"The Holy Son?" Dugu Bo froze, then waved a hand. "I'm not going. You can leave."

"Old poisoner, look at you. Why are you in such a hurry? Let me finish."

Yue Guan smiled. "Our Holy Son said he can detoxify you!"

Dugu Bo's body trembled.

Detoxify him!

Could he know about the Jade Phosphor Serpent Poison?

"Well? Are you going or not?"

Dugu Bo weighed his choice inwardly.

The problem of the Jade Phosphor Serpent Poison had plagued him for years. Now they said they could personally detoxify him—how could he not be tempted? Even if not for himself, he had to think of his son.

He could not let his son follow in his footsteps.

"Since your Holy Son has said so, wouldn't refusing to go be disrespectful?" Dugu Bo said.

Yue Guan raised a brow and smiled. "Looks like you really are deeply poisoned, old poisoner. You became famous for poison, yet ended up poisoned beyond saving."

Dugu Bo paid Yue Guan's mockery no mind and called into the house.

"Xin'er, come out."

The door opened.

A young man who resembled Dugu Bo stepped out. He was Dugu Xin.

"Father."

"Greetings, Chrysanthemum Douluo. Greetings, Ghost Douluo."

Dugu Xin cupped his fists and bowed respectfully.

Although Yue Guan and Ghost did not get along with Dugu Bo, he was still a Title Douluo, and the proper courtesies had to be observed.

Yue Guan smiled. "Look at that, old poisoner. It would be nice if you were even half as sensible as your son."

Dugu Bo snorted. "You only dare act like this because your Soul Power is higher than mine."

Dugu Bo looked at Dugu Xin. "Come. Accompany your father to Spirit Hall."

"Yes, Father." Dugu Xin nodded.

Elsewhere, several days had passed since the invitations were sent out. Accompanied by the seven worshippers, Jiang Qingyu was trying on his Holy Son robes.

The robes were pure white at their base, embroidered all over with golden angel patterns, each stitch sewn by hand. A Six-Winged Angel emblem adorned the left breast, while gems were set into the collar and cuffs. Paired with a golden crown, the ensemble perfectly brought out Jiang Qingyu's temperament.

Jiang Qingyu stood in place, blinking slightly. His cool, aloof aura and peerless features left Worshipper Qi Wei utterly entranced.

"Calling him a Holy Maiden would not be an exaggeration."

Guang Ling Douluo's eyes sparkled. "As expected of Little Qingyu. He completely carries off the Holy Son robes."

Qian Daoliu was extremely satisfied. "Very good. Far better than Xunji was back then."

Jiang Qingyu raised both hands.

"It still feels a little unfamiliar."

"Qingyu, these garments are only for the ceremony. Wear whatever you normally wear afterward; there's no need to be so restrained," Qingluan Douluo said with a smile.

The more he looked at him, the more pleasing he found him.

"All that remains is to wait in peace. The venue has already been arranged."

After settling everything, Qian Daoliu looked toward the other six worshippers.

"Since it's only us seven old fellows here, it's time for everyone to bring out the gifts you prepared."

"As the eldest brother, I'll go first!"

Qian Daoliu took out a fifty-thousand-year left leg bone, along with a Six-Winged Holy Son Token.

"A fifty-thousand-year soul bone and a Six-Winged Holy Son Token. The Six-Winged Holy Son Token differs from the traditional Holy Son Token. It grants access to all important Spirit Hall locations, and it contains Angel God power that can withstand a full-force strike from a Title Douluo!"

Jiang Qingyu was somewhat surprised. Soul bones were exceedingly scarce on the current continent, yet Qian Daoliu had produced a fifty-thousand-year soul bone so readily.

"Thank you, Grandpa Qian!" Jiang Qingyu said.

Immediately afterward, the remaining six worshippers also brought out their own gifts.

Golden Crocodile Douluo presented the right leg bone of a Golden Wind Eagle, along with the Golden Crocodile's Assault Essentials. This manual contained all of Golden Crocodile Douluo's insights from a century of cultivation.

Qingluan Douluo gifted the Qingluan Cloak, woven from the primary feathers he had molted as its core and thousand-year wind silkworm silk. Wearing it increased overall movement speed by 20%.

As well as the Phoenix Soaring Divine Art.

Mighty Lion Douluo presented a twenty-thousand-year left arm bone from a Lion Thunder Hell Dragon.

Guang Ling Douluo gifted the Radiant Feather Bow, along with his insights into the Feather Bow Divine Art.

Qian Jun Douluo and Jiang Mo Douluo jointly presented the Coiling Dragon Double-Pattern Storage Belt. Forged from premium cold iron mixed with the power of their Coiling Dragon Staff martial souls, it was both a high-capacity storage Soul Tool and capable of slightly increasing its bearer's strength and defense.

As Jiang Qingyu watched the seven worshippers present their gifts one after another, he did not know how to respond for a moment.

"Thank you, Grandfathers," Jiang Qingyu said gratefully.

"Qingyu, we seven old fellows have already placed our faith in you, so there's no need to be so polite."

Qian Daoliu gestured for Jiang Qingyu not to mind such things.

"Grandfathers, Qingyu has gifts suited to each of you as well."

"Gifts for us?" The seven worshippers were stunned.

Jiang Qingyu took out suitable immortal herbs for each of the five worshippers aside from Guang Ling and Qingluan.

"These are immortal herbs. After absorbing them, you can improve just like Grandpa Guang Ling and Grandpa Qingluan."

Qian Daoliu and the other four stared at the immortal herbs in their hands, their faces filled with shock. Naturally, they knew about Guang Ling and Qingluan's changes.

They had never expected that the five of them would receive a share as well.