Qin Xuan vs. Bibi Dong

A faint purple glow shone from Bibi Dong's body. Her hands turned into sharp claws, her legs vanished, and in an instant, she transformed into a spider maiden.

Two yellow, two purple, and three black Soul Rings silently appeared around Bibi Dong. Dazzling light spiraled around her body as she instantly completed her Martial Soul Possession.

"It seems you've improved greatly over the past year. You actually crossed the threshold into Soul Saint so quickly, but I haven't gained nothing either."

Qin Xuan smiled faintly and slowly raised his right hand. Golden light immediately gathered in his palm, forming a golden longsword covered in lifelike white bat demonic patterns.

At the same time, six Soul Rings silently appeared around him.

Two yellow, two purple, and two black. Since everyone present knew the configuration of his first five Soul Rings, he used Phoenix Fire to alter the color of his fourth Soul Ring.

Even so, the sixth ring's deep black color was enough to draw attention. Judging by its color and size, it was actually no weaker than Bibi Dong's seventh Soul Ring.

"That kid's sixth Soul Ring..." Other than Qian Daoliu and Qian Jun, who already knew the inside story, every Titled Douluo present narrowed their eyes. The atmosphere suddenly turned serious.

"Perhaps you all still don't know this, but Xuan'er's sixth Soul Ring was not obtained through ordinary means. It came from a primordial exotic beast in Hell Road beneath Slaughter City—the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent."

"Xuan'er and his girlfriend joined forces to clear Hell Road. After killing the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent, an inner core appeared."

"This sixth Soul Ring was formed by refining that ancient beast's inner core. Its age was equivalent to roughly fifty thousand years."

The one speaking was Douluo Qian Jun. To avoid affecting the spar, he transmitted his voice directly into the ears of the Titled Douluo present through Soul Power.

The Titled Douluo came to a realization, and when they looked at Qin Xuan again, there was an added trace of approval in their eyes. Being able to absorb an ordinary Soul Master's seventh Soul Ring as his sixth ring—this boy's future was limitless.

Yet Qian Xunji caught something else in those words. His eyes instantly lit up as he hurriedly asked, "Uncle Qian Jun, you said Qin Xuan cleared Hell Road together with his girlfriend?"

Douluo Qian Jun nodded. "That's right, His Holiness the Pope. Xuan'er's girlfriend is named Jing Ni. She possesses the top-tier tool Martial Soul, the Jing Ni Sword. She is the same age as the Holy Maiden, yet her Soul Power has already reached Level Seventy-Three. Her Soul Ring configuration is even more terrifying: a thousand-year second ring and a ten-thousand-year fourth ring."

"According to Xuan'er, she is a native of the Far Western Wilderness. The two met after she accidentally entered Slaughter City."

"Speaking of it, Xuan'er really is reckless. After getting together with my disciple's wife, he went and got her pregnant in Slaughter City. Then, with her belly swelling, the two of them joined forces and fought their way out of Slaughter City."

"Fortunately, they both came through safely and obtained Divine Slaughter's Domain. Otherwise, I'd have skinned him alive."

By the end, Douluo Qian Jun was laughing as he scolded him.

Yet there was not the slightest trace of blame in his tone. There was only gratification—gratification that his disciple had escaped Slaughter City and obtained Divine Slaughter's Domain.

Gratification that his disciple had found such a gifted other half.

Gratification that Spirit Hall had gained another peerless genius.

"Hehe, Uncle Qian Jun is right. My second brother really is far too reckless."

Qian Xunji laughed as well. His smile was genuine, without the slightest hint of falseness.

He did not care whom Qin Xuan married, nor did he care about her talent or appearance, as long as she was not Bibi Dong.

On the contrary, he was sincerely delighted, because that meant Qin Xuan could never lay a hand on Bibi Dong again.

As the Pope of Spirit Hall, he would never allow his disciple—the dignified Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall—to share one husband with another woman.

That way, even if Qin Xuan brought up their previous agreement, he would have more than enough reason to refuse. The worshippers would have nothing to say either.

Thinking of this, Qian Xunji looked at Qin Xuan once more and found him much more pleasing to the eye.

[Qian Xunji's Favorability +10 (still disdainful)]

It seemed my bargain-bin teacher had already told that old bastard Qian Xunji about Jing Ni and me, Qin Xuan guessed inwardly as he gripped the golden Everbright Sword.

With a sweep of his sword, he unleashed a broad wave of Soul Power pressure that spread in all directions. He announced his Soul Power Level.

"Qin Xuan, Martial Soul: Everbright Sword. Level Sixty-Eight assault-type battle Soul Emperor. Please advise."

The oncoming Soul Power pressure struck Bibi Dong. Her wine-red hair, which had turned pitch-black due to her Martial Soul Possession, slowly rose in the wind before falling again.

"Level Sixty-Eight? How is that possible? What was your Soul Power Level when you left Spirit Hall?"

Feeling the Soul Power fluctuations around Level Sixty-Nine emanating from Qin Xuan, Bibi Dong was deeply astonished.

When Qin Xuan left Spirit Hall, he had only been Level Fifty-Six. By Bibi Dong's estimation, even if Qin Xuan had encountered some lucky opportunity in Slaughter City, breaking through to Soul Emperor would already have been the absolute limit.

Who would have thought that in just one year, he would raise his Soul Power by more than ten levels across the Soul King and Soul Emperor realms? This had already far surpassed the bounds of common sense.

Forget them—even most of the Titled Douluo present could not make sense of it.

Logically speaking, even if Qin Xuan had absorbed the inner core of an ancient exotic beast, his Soul Power should not have risen so quickly. Reaching Level Sixty-Three would already have been remarkable.

Yet he had leapt all the way to Level Sixty-Eight. It was hard not to let one's imagination run wild.

And at this moment, it was once again time for commentator Douluo Qian Jun.

He brought out the Immortal Herb Catalog and said that he had already sought confirmation from Chrysanthemum Pass and carefully examined Qin Xuan's body. Not only had Qin Xuan's physique become stronger, but there were no side effects whatsoever.

Moreover, these Immortal Herbs truly could improve Soul Power and talent while strengthening one's foundation and nourishing one's vital energy.

Qin Xuan's Soul Power had risen so quickly precisely because he had consumed the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, an Immortal Herb identical to Chrysanthemum Pass's Martial Soul.

For a time, everyone whose Soul Power had stagnated, including Qian Xunji, seemed to see a higher realm beckoning to them.

Unfortunately, Immortal Herbs were not so easy to find. Aside from the Icefire Yin Yang Well, even if there were more elsewhere, finding them would be like looking for a needle in the ocean.

"Everyone's fortunes differ. I was merely lucky." Qin Xuan narrowed his eyes. The white bat demonic patterns on the Everbright Sword lit up, and a faint white glow spread out from his body before instantly turning colorless.

It was noon. Though they were indoors, the Elder Hall enshrined the Angel God Statue and had excellent lighting. When sunlight poured through the enormous windows and filled the Elder Hall's main chamber, the temperature was much higher than outside.

Yet the instant Qin Xuan released that white light, the air suddenly turned frigid. Chilling killing intent instantly spread into every corner of the Elder Hall's main chamber.

The Titled Douluo present suddenly grew solemn. Knowing this battle would far exceed the level of ordinary Soul Emperors or even Soul Saints, they exchanged glances.

Other than Qian Xunji and the six Grand Worships, they formed a huge circle around Qin Xuan and Bibi Dong, sealing the killing intent within the two combatants' battlefield.

Blood-red light flickered in Qin Xuan's pitch-black eyes. With a sweep of his gaze, his formidable Mental Power instantly locked onto Bibi Dong. The colorless killing intent that had dispersed reappeared as white light, like a bridge connecting Qin Xuan and Bibi Dong.

The dense killing intent permeating the surrounding air instantly condensed at that moment, all of it converging upon Bibi Dong.