"I... fuck... I actually saw a future god in my lifetime?"
Vajra Bear Douluo murmured to himself, his rough face full of shock and enthusiasm.
"We Spirit Hall... are we going to be possessed by a god?!"
Ice Spear Douluo's voice was trembling, as if he had already seen the glorious future of the Spirit Hall unifying the continent and becoming immortal for all eternity!
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo looked at each other, and both saw in each other's eyes the joy of surviving the disaster.
"Old Ghost, we... did we think about giving His Highness the Holy Son a kick before?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo lowered his voice and asked in a guilty tone.
Ghost Douluo's paralyzed face remained unchanged for thousands of years, and the corners of his mouth seemed to twitch. He replied hoarsely:
"It seems... that's what happened."
"Holy shit!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo I suddenly felt a chill on my back, and cold sweat suddenly broke out.
"Fortunately... fortunately we didn't do anything at that time! Otherwise... otherwise we might not even be able to find the ashes now! If you offend a future god, isn't it like lighting a lantern in a latrine and seeking death?"
Ghost Douluo nodded with deep understanding, feeling a little scared in his heart.
Now they recall the arrogant, domineering and arrogant look of Soul Fighting Arena and Lin Ye. Not only do they not feel angry, but they feel that... that is the style that gods should have!
A strong person should have a strong temper!
Bibi Dong's mood is the most complicated among all people.
She looked at the now brilliant disciple in front of her, feeling happy, proud, and a little bit Sisi in her heart.
How much did she pay for Rakshasa God's Godhood?
Every step taken was full of blood and pain.
But what about Lin Ye?
He seemed to be walking on a broad road from the very beginning, with smooth sailing and many adventures. Even Divine Inheritance came to his doorstep.
Is the gap between people really that big?
However, this idea only flashed through her mind.
Bibi Dong quickly adjusted his mentality.
In any case, Lin Ye is her disciple and the person she values most.
The stronger he is, the better it will be for her and Spirit Hall as a whole.
"If... if in the future, both our master and apprentice can successfully log into Godhood..."
Bibi Dong's eyes are filled with unprecedented ambition.
"Then, the entire Douluo Continent, no, even the entire world, will crawl under our feet!"
Thinking of this, Bibi Dong took a deep breath and suppressed the surging emotions in her heart. She looked at Lin Ye and said in an unprecedented solemn tone:
"Ye'er, the fact that you own Divine Inheritance is of great importance. You must not let more people know about it. Otherwise, it will not only bring death to you, but also bring huge trouble to us Spirit Hall."
Lin Ye certainly understands this.
The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade.
Although he is no longer afraid of any force on the mainland, if those people hiding in the dark know about this, they will definitely strangle him in the cradle before he becomes a god at all costs.
"I understand, teacher."
Lin Ye nodded, then turned around and glanced sharply at every elder present.
He didn't speak, but the terrifying coercion that belonged to level 85 Soul Douluo, mixed with a hint of Evil God's Divine Power, was released without reservation!
When those elders were glanced at by Lin Ye, they suddenly felt that the hairs all over their bodies stood on end, and they didn't even dare to take a breath.
They lowered their heads one after another, knelt on one knee, and swore in unison in an extremely respectful and enthusiastic tone:
"We swear to God! If even a single word of what happened today is leaked, the sky will be struck by lightning, Martial Soul will be shattered, and we will never be reincarnated forever!"
They are smart people and know what to say and what not to say.
The wisest choice is to hold tight to His Highness the Holy Son, the future "god's thigh"!
Lin Ye only nodded with satisfaction when he saw their appearance and took back the pressure on him.
"Everyone, get up." He said calmly,
"I believe that all the elders are Spirit Hall's loyal ministers and will not betray Spirit Hall. Today I tell you this secret because I treat you as one of my own. I hope that when I come to Godhood in the future, you will all be here to witness the glory of the Spirit Hall with me!"
Lin Ye's words are a combination of kindness and power, both beating and painting.
When the elders heard this, their faces turned red with excitement, as if they had already seen a bright future in which they would follow the gods, eat hot food, and have chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.
"We are willing to go through fire and water for His Highness the Holy Son, no matter what!"
"Fight for the glory of the Spirit Hall!"
Looking at this group of elders who had been deceived by his few words, Lin Ye curled his lips inwardly.
"A bunch of old fritters get so excited just by drawing a pie. They have never seen anything like this in the world."
However, this is the effect he wants.
Only by completely tying these people to his chariot can he better implement his next plan.
Bibi Dong looked at Lin Ye's operation, a hint of approval flashed in his eyes.
At such a young age, not only is his strength unparalleled, but his mind and skills are far beyond ordinary people. He knows how to win people's hearts and how to control the situation.
She made the right choice for this Holy Son.
"Okay, the purpose of this trip has been achieved, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time."
Bibi Dong opened his mouth to break the fanatical atmosphere,
"We will set off immediately and return to Spirit City!"
"Yes!"
Everyone responded in unison.
On the way back, the atmosphere had completely changed from when we arrived.
If we say that when he came, the attitude of the elders towards Lin Ye was only at the level of respect and fear.
So now, their attitude has completely turned into worship and fanaticism.
Even Chrysanthemum Douluo, an old chrysanthemum who usually talks a lot, became honest and courteous in front of Lin Ye. He didn't dare to say a word, for fear of saying something wrong and making the future god unhappy.
Lin Ye didn't bother to pay attention to them, he had more important things to do now.
In the spacious carriage, Lin Ye handed the golden Divine Bestowed Soul Ring bead to Zhu Zhuqing.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at this bead that exuded soft light and was full of sacred aura. He looked at Lin Ye with some confusion and asked:
"Lin Ye, what is this?"
"This is Divine Bestowed Soul Ring." Lin Ye explained with a smile,
"Evil God gave it to me as a reward. However, I already have Eighth Soul Ring, so I won't be able to use it for the time being."
He paused, looked into Zhu Zhuqing's clear eyes, and said in an unquestionable tone:
"Your Soul Power is now level 69, and is only one step away from level 70. This Divine Bestowed Soul Ring is for you to use."
"What?!"
Zhu Zhuqing Hearing this, he suddenly stood up from his seat.
"Use it for me? Lin Ye, you... are you kidding? This... this is Divine Bestowed Soul Ring!" Zhu Zhuqing's voice was trembling.
Although she didn't know how precious Divine Bestowed Soul Ring was, she knew just from the name that it was definitely rarer and more heaven-defying than Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring!
Lin Ye wants to give such a precious thing to herself?