What Kind of Hellish Combination Is a Golden Dragon and a Soft Bone Rabbit?

Qi Ji thought of this and could not help curling his lips, silently swallowing the snark back down.

Now was not the time to think about that. The urgent matter was to wait for Sea Dragon Douluo to return, then carefully choose his first Soul Spirit.

"Then... would Dark Emperor Douluo and this little friend please wait together in the VIP lounge? Once the pagoda master returns, I will inform him of the situation."

The receptionist spoke cautiously, making an inviting gesture as she tried to lead Qi Ji and Luo Yuhang to the VIP lounge in the side hall of the Spirit Pagoda.

There were soft sofas, exquisite refreshments, and temperature-controlled soul-guided air conditioning there. It was far more comfortable than standing in the chilly lobby.

"No."

Luo Yuhang shook his head, his tone calm yet carrying an unnegotiable firmness.

"I intend to wait here and see when Sea Dragon Douluo returns."

He took up a position in the reception area at the center of the lobby, crossing his arms over his chest as his gaze fixed directly on the Spirit Pagoda's main entrance.

Qi Ji glanced at him and understood what Luo Yuhang was planning—Dark Emperor Douluo clearly wanted to see for himself what kind of child, what kind of martial soul, could make Sea Dragon Douluo personally go out and recruit them.

Even if that genius had already been snatched up by the Spirit Pagoda, he at least needed to take a look to put his mind at ease.

"Yes... Your Excellency."

Faced with a Super Douluo of Dark Emperor Douluo's caliber, the receptionist naturally did not dare refuse, much less show any displeasure.

She respectfully bowed, then retreated to her station, only daring to secretly observe the two uninvited guests from the corner of her eye.

Thus, an odd scene appeared in the lobby of the Eastsea City Spirit Pagoda—

A Titled Douluo clad in dark silver battle armor stood beside the reception area, his imposing presence as heavy as a mountain. Without blinking, he stared at the Spirit Pagoda's entrance, the pressure radiating from him making passing staff and the occasional customer instinctively detour around him.

Meanwhile, on the sofa behind him, a boy of about six sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his breathing even and deep. He was actually meditating with his eyes shut.

Although Qi Ji had already discovered that his martial soul kept him in a meditative state at every moment, he had just tried it and found that if he actively focused on meditating, his cultivation speed became one and a half times faster than before.

Even if a Soul Master did not break through, continued cultivation could still accumulate Soul Power. It was only that the efficiency of ordinary automatic cultivation was not particularly high.

But no matter how small a mosquito was, it was still meat. Any extra speed was worth having, and he certainly would not complain about cultivating too quickly.

Time passed second by second.

The soul-guided clock in the lobby ticked away, while the bright afternoon sky beyond the windows gradually took on a faint golden hue.

Qi Ji's breathing remained steady and long as he immersed himself in the flow of Soul Power brought about by active meditation. Within his small body, an imperceptible warm current seemed to be slowly surging.

Suddenly, Luo Yuhang's brows lifted slightly, and a sharp glint flashed through his dark golden eyes, which had remained fixed on the doorway.

"Just as expected..."

Luo Yuhang was a rank ninety-six Super Douluo, nearing rank ninety-seven, while Sea Dragon Douluo, the pagoda master of the Eastsea City Spirit Pagoda, was merely an ordinary rank ninety-four Titled Douluo.

Whether in Mental Power or the depth of his Soul Power, Dark Emperor Douluo surpassed Sea Dragon Douluo by far more than a single level.

Before Sea Dragon Douluo had even noticed him, he had already sensed the other man's aura with his Mental Power—Sea Dragon Douluo was not far outside the Spirit Pagoda, walking this way.

Moreover, Sea Dragon Douluo had a little girl around six years old with him, her aura young and vibrant.

Luo Yuhang curled his lips and strode toward the entrance. Before he even reached the door, he burst into hearty laughter.

"Hahaha! Sea Dragon Douluo, I came without an invitation. You are not going to tell me I am unwelcome, are you?"

His laughter was loud and cheerful, echoing through the spacious lobby of the Spirit Pagoda and making even the soul-guided chandeliers overhead sway slightly.

At that moment, Sea Dragon Douluo had just stepped through the Spirit Pagoda's doors. Hearing that familiar voice, his expression stiffened for an instant.

He turned his head and saw Luo Yuhang's grin, clearly filled with teasing. His heart sank—damn, he had been caught red-handed.

He was an old hand after all. The stiffness on his face lasted less than half a second before swiftly changing into a practiced smile. He chuckled awkwardly. "Of course not. Dark Emperor Douluo must be joking. I, Sea Dragon, may not amount to much, but I would never bar the Third War God of the War God Temple from my door."

As he spoke, he subtly shifted half a step to the side, trying to block the small figure behind him from view.

Yet that misplaced half-step only drew Luo Yuhang's attention even more.

"And this is...?"

Luo Yuhang's gaze passed over Sea Dragon Douluo's shoulder and landed on the little girl with a ponytail.

The girl was around six years old and small in stature. Her large, round eyes curiously studied this unfamiliar man with such an astonishing presence, with little fear on her face.

Seeing this, Sea Dragon Douluo knew he could no longer hide Tang Wuling's existence.

He sighed. Since he could not conceal her, he might as well proudly show her off. After all, she was a treasure he had personally snatched up.

"Ah... Wuling? She merely has ordinary Twin Martial Souls—Golden Dragon and Soft Bone Rabbit, that is all. Nothing compared to Little Qi, nothing compared to Little Qi."

When he said the words "merely ordinary," the ending of his sentence involuntarily rose. That smugness could practically be smelled from three meters away.

"What?! Golden Dragon and Soft Bone Rabbit?!"

Even with Luo Yuhang's composure, hearing that combination of martial souls made his pupils shrink slightly, and his voice carried undisguised shock.

After all, if it had only been a Golden Dragon, he might not have reacted so strongly.

Over the past ten thousand years, there had been martial souls whose strength and potential were no weaker than the Golden Dragon.

For instance, Skycrosser Douluo's Atlas Spear, Heaven-Surpassing Douluo's Skycrosser Spear, Passionate Douluo and Heartless Douluo's Passionate Sword and Heartless Sword—every one of those top-tier weapon martial souls was ridiculously overpowered. Any one of them, taken alone, was no worse than the Golden Dragon.

But—when Golden Dragon and Soft Bone Rabbit appeared together in one person, that was an entirely different matter.

Who did not know that the Soft Bone Rabbit was one of those hellish things with no stats, only mechanics?

Teleportation, Invincible Golden Body, Intangibility, Gravity Control...

Any one of those skills was already enough to give people a headache. If all of them were stacked onto a Soul Master with the physique and strength of a Golden Dragon...

Honestly, the Soft Bone Rabbit's weakness in raw stats had already been largely compensated for in this age of Battle Armor.

Just imagine it: a Golden Dragon Soul Master clad in Battle Armor, protected by Invincible Golden Body, blinking around with Teleportation, then charging at you with Great Fortune Charge—what kind of experience would that be?

Just picturing that scene made Luo Yuhang's scalp tingle.

"Your Spirit Pagoda really picked up a treasure!"

Luo Yuhang patted Sea Dragon Douluo on the shoulder, with enough force to make even this rank ninety-three Titled Douluo stagger.

He spoke congratulations, but inwardly he could not help bubbling with envy. Although he had Qi Ji, a freakish monster of a genius, the Spirit Pagoda's Golden Dragon and Soft Bone Rabbit combination was certainly no pushover either.

But then he thought of Qi Ji's Innate Spirit Sea Realm Mental Power, his talent for automatic meditation, and that Dragon Clan martial soul that made even the Dark Emperor Dragon tremble...

Luo Yuhang's jealousy eased a little.

Though he was still so jealous his dick was turning purple.