Seven Great Worshippers, the Position of Holy Son

The next day!

Qiangu Aoshi set out feeling refreshed and invigorated.

Zhu Zhuqing had it much worse, limping with every step.

Four red-robed bishops and eight black-robed bishops accompanied them. Half guarded Qiangu Aoshi, while the other half escorted Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji's clavicle bones had been pierced, and he wore a Soul-Sealing Lock. He knew that once he reached Spirit Hall, he would be in grave danger.

So he simply let himself go completely, cursing and shouting all along the way.

"You scum of Spirit Hall, if you've got the guts, kill your Grandpa Zhao Wuji right now! If I so much as frown, then I'm a son of a bitch!"

"I've lived long enough already!"

"Qiangu Aoshi, that's your name, right? You little bastard, if you've got the guts, fight your grandpa fair and square!"

"Zhu Zhuqing, I never would've guessed it. You act all cold on the surface, but you're a slut to the bone. You betrayed the academy for a man—now you've been thoroughly fucked, haven't you!"

Qiangu Aoshi picked at his ear and cast Zhao Wuji a cold glance.

"Smash every tooth in his mouth. Since he's at death's door, don't let him stay comfortable."

"Zhao Wuji, once we return to Spirit Hall, it'll be your time to die. Your martial soul, your soul rings, and your Soul Power won't go to waste in the slightest."

With a crack, two red-robed bishops who had long since had enough smashed all of Zhao Wuji's teeth and shredded his tongue as well. His mouth filled with blood, and he could no longer utter a single word.

Pain made the veins on Zhao Wuji's forehead bulge as he stared at Qiangu Aoshi with hatred and venom in his eyes.

Spirit Hall was not actually far from the Star Dou Great Forest.

As the sacred land of soul masters across the continent, besides hunting down fallen soul masters, it was also responsible for guarding the Star Dou Great Forest and preventing its soul beasts from launching a beast tide.

Before long, they returned to Spirit City.

Zhao Wuji was taken away and locked up.

Qiangu Aoshi brought Zhu Zhuqing with him to the Worship Hall.

He first had Zhu Zhuqing wait outside while he went in to share the good news with Qianjun Douluo and Demon-Subduing Douluo.

Within the Worship Hall, beneath a more than ten-meter-tall Angel Sacred Statue!

Seven prayer mats had been laid out, and a figure sat upon each one, every one of them radiating immense majesty.

They were the pillars supporting Spirit Hall.

The seven great worshippers of the Worship Hall!

Every one of them was an expert with Soul Power above level 95!

"First Father, Second Father."

"And Uncle Angel, Uncle Golden Crocodile, Uncle Azure Luan, Uncle Lion, Uncle Light Feather, I'm back after absorbing my soul ring."

Upon hearing that familiar voice.

The seven great worshippers all opened their eyes at once.

The composed Qianjun Douluo and the arrogant Demon-Subduing Douluo both revealed delighted smiles.

Their son had returned!

The son who made them proud had not only awakened the Twin Coiling Dragon Staff martial soul, but had also awakened an exceptionally special trait.

He could make defeated opponents drop their Soul Power, soul rings, soul bones, and martial souls.

They attributed it all to the wonders of that valley.

"Big Brother!" Qian Jun and Demon-Subduing Douluo called out together.

Qian Daoliu said gently, "Let him come in. This time, Aoshi absorbed his fifth soul ring. From now on, he is a Soul King expert. A twelve-year-old Soul King has already broken Spirit Hall's record of ten thousand years."

"This child's future achievements will be limitless. Perhaps he can succeed this old man and become the next Grand Worshipper of the Worship Hall."

That old man was a little sly!

Perhaps Qian Daoliu had meant well. After all, the Grand Worshipper's status and authority were no less than Spirit Hall's Pope.

But the Grand Worshipper was merely a servant of the Angel God. He possessed supreme worldly power, yet could never truly become a god.

Qiangu Aoshi would never be willing.

Soon, Qiangu Aoshi entered the grand hall.

All the worshippers looked at Qiangu Aoshi as though he were one of their own juniors.

In truth, that was more or less the case. They had watched Qiangu Aoshi grow up.

When Qianjun Douluo and Demon-Subduing Douluo had first brought Qiangu Aoshi back and claimed he was the son of the two brothers, the other worshippers had been thoroughly stunned.

Later, Qiangu Aoshi had been raised in the Worship Hall.

Demon-Subduing Douluo rose to his feet and appeared before Qiangu Aoshi as if he had teleported. He patted his shoulder and said with a beaming smile:

"Not bad. You've gotten sturdier again."

"Aoshi, did everything go smoothly when you absorbed your soul ring this time?"

Qiangu Aoshi answered loudly.

"It went fairly smoothly. I found a thirty-thousand-year Red-Scaled Dragon-Tendon Python and obtained my fifth soul skill, Coiling Dragon Stacking. It can store Soul Power and stack strength. My Soul Power has broken through to level 53."

Upon hearing this, Qianjun Douluo reproached Qiangu Aoshi, though his tone was brimming with pride.

"You child, always insisting on showing off. You even dared absorb a thirty-thousand-year soul ring. Weren't you afraid of bursting your body apart?"

Golden Crocodile, Lion, Azure Luan, and Light Feather all rolled their eyes. Was that supposed to be a reprimand? The two brothers had practically written pride all over their faces.

Still, they truly were astonished.

A twelve-year-old Soul King with a thirty-thousand-year fifth soul ring gave even these older-generation experts the feeling that the new generation was surpassing the old.

Afterward, Qiangu Aoshi told the worshippers about some of the other things that had happened during this trip.

So that they could be mentally prepared in advance.

Demon-Subduing Douluo burst into laughter.

"Good boy, you know how to find yourself a girl now."

"A girl from the Star Luo Zhu Clan... As I recall, the women of that family are generally promised to the imperial family."

"Since you've taken a liking to her, treat her well from now on. As for the Star Luo Imperial Family, even if we lent them a hundred times their courage, they wouldn't dare say a word."

Demon-Subduing Douluo was incomparably arrogant. He did not place an imperial family of an entire empire in his eyes at all.

Qianjun Douluo's face took on a thoughtful expression.

"The young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Rongrong—why would she go to such a remote place and join an obscure Shrek Academy? Could Ning Fengzhi be plotting something?"

"But it doesn't matter. Before absolute strength, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect cannot stir up any trouble. Even if we seize Ning Rongrong's martial soul, what can Ning Fengzhi do?"

The other worshippers all looked as though this were only natural.

Qian Daoliu looked at Qiangu Aoshi, finding the child more pleasing the longer he looked. That one-of-a-kind talent would certainly allow Spirit Hall to grow even stronger in the future.

He had actually been considering pairing Qiangu Aoshi with his granddaughter, Qian Renxue.

With Qiangu Aoshi assisting her, Qian Renxue would have complete confidence in taking Spirit Hall back from Bibi Dong.

He had made Bibi Dong the Pope only to have her manage Spirit Hall on his behalf, not to hand over the Qian family's foundation to her.

In the end, that foundation could only belong to his granddaughter.

But Bibi Dong was no weak opponent, so Qian Daoliu wanted to find a powerful helper for his granddaughter.

As for their ages, that was not a problem.

A wife three years older brought bricks of gold. Xiaoxue was nine years older than Aoshi, so she could bring three bricks of gold.

Now that Qiangu Aoshi had begun finding girls for himself, Qian Daoliu felt a hint of urgency and decided to add a little more to his granddaughter's bargaining chips.

He looked at Qiangu Aoshi with a warm smile.

"Aoshi, do you want to become Spirit Hall's Holy Son?"