A Holy Son Is Appointed on Pope Mountain, Qian Renxue Arrives

"Qian Daoliu is actually appointing a Holy Son? What is that old man trying to do?"

Inside Pope Hall.

Bibi Dong wore a luxurious papal robe, its close-fitting cut outlining her exquisite curves, lending her an elegant yet inviolable majesty.

She sat upright upon a high-backed chair, her fingertips lightly tapping the armrest, her face dignified and calm.

Yet at that moment, a trace of gloom and unease flickered in the depths of her beautiful eyes.

Ever since she had ascended to the position of Pope, Qian Daoliu had almost never involved himself in Spirit Hall's affairs.

It was precisely because that old man had washed his hands of everything that she had been able to gradually devour authority and seize Spirit Hall for herself.

But now, Qian Daoliu had actually bypassed her and directly announced in Worship Hall that he intended to appoint a new Holy Son.

This was not a good sign!

"No! I absolutely cannot allow Worship Hall to successfully establish a Holy Son. Once there is one, there will be a second. If this continues, Worship Hall may eventually overstep me and take charge of Spirit Hall's affairs."

Inside Worship Hall.

All of Spirit Hall's consecrated elders had arrived.

Qian Daoliu held Li Qinglian's hand, a smile spreading across his aged face.

"Innate Soul Power at rank twenty?"

"Even compared to Xue'er, that talent is no less impressive, is it?"

"And why are all the Holy Son's soul rings purple?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo stared at Li Qinglian's martial soul behind him in astonishment, his pupils suddenly contracting.

The closer he stood to Li Qinglian, the more clearly he could sense the formidable power of Li Qinglian's martial soul.

That aura was saturated with deathly stillness, enough to make one's heart pound in fear.

Even though Li Qinglian's cultivation was not yet high, the level of that pure death energy far surpassed the soul power energy they cultivated.

Azure Luan Douluo, Light Plume Douluo, and the other consecrated elders also looked at Li Qinglian in shock.

Back then, Qian Renxue's Innate Soul Power at rank twenty had already stunned them once.

Now, Li Qinglian, standing before them, was even more extraordinary.

"This Holy Son's martial soul seems never to have appeared anywhere on the continent."

"But a martial soul capable of awakening with full soul power at rank twenty can never be a weak one."

Azure Luan Douluo's gaze was sharp, his expression carrying a hint of amusement.

That was right!

They had never heard of such a powerful martial soul. It was as if it had appeared out of nowhere!

For all these years, Grand Consecrated Elder Qian Daoliu had been guarding Angel God's inheritance and worshipping the angel statue, paving the way for Qian Renxue to become a god.

They knew that very well!

Because of that, when had the Grand Consecrated Elder ever had time to come into contact with geniuses outside? And now, such an outstanding child had suddenly emerged.

This child's background was probably far from simple!

"Hmph. You old men."

"It is enough that you understand certain matters in your hearts. Do not say them aloud, and do not let outsiders learn of them," Qian Daoliu snorted coldly.

Li Qinglian's origins were far too extraordinary!

Although Angel God had guessed Li Qinglian's identity wrong, her conclusion had been correct.

That was, Li Qinglian was indeed a god born from nature!

He was the incarnation of the Law of Death between heaven and earth, an unquestionable divine tree!

"Hehe. Big Brother, we understand. You know our temperaments. We will definitely protect the Holy Son," Male Lion Douluo said with a hearty laugh.

Since he was a Holy Son from the heavens, they naturally had to invest heavily in winning his favor!

"However, the Pope's side probably will not give in so easily."

"For Spirit Hall to appoint a Holy Son, according to procedure, Bibi Dong must announce it to the world."

"If a Holy Son is to be appointed, the geniuses under Bibi Dong, Xie Yue and Yan, will surely refuse to accept it."

Golden Crocodile Douluo spoke.

"If they refuse to accept it, then I will beat them until they do."

"Isn't that simple?"

"I can accept their challenges."

Li Qinglian spoke.

Xie Yue, Hu Liena, and Yan were all geniuses Bibi Dong had devoted herself to nurturing, hailed as Spirit Hall's Golden Generation.

Li Qinglian, meanwhile, was completely unknown.

If he became the Holy Son, the two men would naturally refuse to accept it.

"But Xie Yue and Yan have already broken through to Soul Venerable. Holy Son, they may not be easy to deal with," Light Plume Douluo reminded him.

"Even if they are Soul Venerables, I will not lose."

Li Qinglian did not take the two of them seriously at all.

"If so, then everything will be easy."

"Three days from now, we shall have Bibi Dong announce to the world on Pope Mountain that Spirit Hall has gained a Holy Son from this day forward!"

The consecrated elders looked at the elegant youth before them and could not help but marvel.

Li Qinglian possessed Innate Soul Power at rank twenty and even had two purple soul rings.

In terms of strength, Xie Yue and Yan might truly not be his match.

Although Li Qinglian was only six years old, no one would truly treat him as a six-year-old child.

No matter how much Bibi Dong wanted to stop this, Li Qinglian's talent was there for all to see.

In this world, strength ultimately spoke for itself.

Yan and Xie Yue were both about six years older than Li Qinglian. If their strength still fell short of his when the time came, that enormous gap would instead bring Li Qinglian tremendous prestige.

That would be a good thing instead.

One week later.

In the early morning, the first ray of golden light pierced the clouds, coating all of Spirit City in a dazzling glow.

And this city had long since erupted into uproar.

Pope Mountain.

Towering stone steps climbed from the foot of the mountain all the way to its summit. Banners fluttered fiercely on both sides, the emblem of Spirit Hall rippling in the morning breeze.

At the foot of the mountain, a sea of people stretched as far as the eye could see. Soul masters, nobles, and envoys from every corner of the continent crowded into this holy city, looking up at the mountaintop that symbolized the pinnacle of power.

Atop Pope Mountain, upon the raised platform.

Bibi Dong stood tall, her black-and-gold papal robes wrapping around her exquisite figure. Her wide sleeves and trailing skirt swayed faintly in the morning wind.

Her pale golden hair flowed down like a waterfall, every strand steeped in the radiance of authority. Holding the papal scepter, she looked dignified and imposing as she gazed down upon the countless eyes below.

Yet deep in her eyes lay an almost imperceptible chill.

At her side stood Qian Daoliu and Spirit Hall's many consecrated elders.

Qian Daoliu, Golden Crocodile, Azure Luan, Light Plume, Male Lion... Spirit Hall's Super Douluos had actually all gathered here!

Among the crowd, sharp-eyed soul masters had already begun whispering among themselves.

"When Hu Liena was named Holy Maiden, there was never such a grand display..."

"So many consecrated elders have come. The heavens are about to change!"

However, what truly caused the entire audience to erupt was the appearance of another figure.

Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden had actually come as well.

It was not Hu Liena.

It was Qian Renxue.

When that golden figure appeared at the end of Pope Mountain's stone steps, the air around the entire summit seemed to freeze for an instant.

She wore a white-and-gold gown, her golden hair flowing with an angelic sheen beneath the morning light. Her temperament was cold and noble, as if she were a living angel stepped out from a divine statue.

After returning to the Heaven Dou Empire, Qian Renxue had found an excuse to enter seclusion before secretly returning to Spirit City once more.

To her, even the failure of her infiltration mission no longer mattered.

Li Qinglian was the most important person to her now!

Although Angel God had not forced her, she knew that if she truly got together with Li Qinglian, Angel God's favorable impression of her would certainly increase. Becoming a god would then be only a matter of a word.

Moreover, through indirect probing, she had roughly figured out the God Realm's operating logic from Angel God.

The God Realm was controlled by the Five Supreme Gods.

Other gods, even First-Level Gods, possessed little say in anything.

In the God Realm, there were only God Kings and everyone else!

This peculiar organizational structure meant that even First-Level Gods could only barely find a trace of belonging by attaching themselves to a God King.

With Qian Renxue's pride, she could not allow herself to enter the God Realm one day and become a god with no sense of presence whatsoever. Drifting through life and waiting for death like that, even with eternal life, would not be happiness but torture.

But she knew she had no chance of becoming a God King!

Rather than enter the God Realm in the future as a lackey to the God Kings, she might as well become a God King's daughter-in-law!

"Big Sister Xue'er, why did you come back again?"

"Didn't you go carry out a mission?"

Li Qinglian knew that Qian Renxue's mission was to infiltrate Heaven Dou Imperial Palace as the crown prince, but for now, he could only pretend not to know.

"Because I was afraid Bibi Dong would make things difficult for you."

"If I had not come, Bibi Dong definitely would not have led you up Pope Mountain. Then, even if you were appointed Holy Son, your prestige would be affected."

"Pope Mountain is a very important place. Someone must lead you up there. If you walk up by yourself, it would seem... well... very strange."

Qian Renxue lowered her head to look at him, and a rare hint of warmth rippled through her cold eyes.

Bibi Dong was not powerful enough, and even Spirit Hall's consecrated elders looked down on her.

But regardless, in the eyes of outsiders, she was still the Pope.

Her every action had a great influence on Li Qinglian.