First Meeting Lingyuan, and the News She Brought!
Douluo Hall.
The most core holy ground of the Spirit Hall.
Here, the memorial tablets of the deceased Titled Douluos of the Spirit Hall are enshrined.
Only deceased Titled Douluo are qualified to reside here.
It can be said that the reason why Spirit City became a holy land for Soul Masters is largely due to the Douluo Hall.
Because the Douluo Hall is practically the ultimate place of faith for all Soul Masters.
Even the Pope of the Spirit Hall.
Absolute reverence must also be maintained here.
Boom.
Just then, the doors of the Douluo Hall opened wide.
As the starlight filled the sky, Qian Xunji entered Douluo alone, her steps heavy.
He had only just stepped into the hall.
Before they could even get their footing.
Above the main hall, an aged voice, brimming with boundless rage, suddenly boomed out.
Kneel down!
The sound was like Thunderous Might.
The moment the words left his mouth, the Ever-Burning Lamps inside the main hall swayed wildly.
Even the Qian Xunji Pope Qian Xunji's knees buckled without hesitation.
"Bang!"
He knelt directly on the cold ground.
That night, no one knew what exactly happened Douluo Hall.
No one knows what kind of anger and humiliation that high and mighty Pope endured here.
All that is known is that when Pope Qian Xunji finally left the Douluo Hall at dawn, his face was extremely gloomy.
His steps became extremely unsteady.
It was as if he had been kneeling inside the Douluo Hall all night!
But when Qian Xunji returned to the Pope's Palace, that dejected air vanished instantly.
Instead, it was replaced by a chilling, boundless ferocity.
"Pass on the order!"
He sat high on the Papal Throne, his voice icy.
"Immediately summon Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, Demon Bear Douluo, and other elders of the Pope's Palace to the hall!"
In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a group of Titled Douluo elders hurriedly arrived at the main hall and bowed in unison.
Qian Xunji remained silent, his gaze sharp as a knife.
"The whereabouts of the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, the Blue Silver Emperor."
"Are you sure now?"
On Spirit Mountain.
Riverside Courtyard.
The mountain breeze of early morning blew into the courtyard through the cracks in the roof.
The entire Riverside Courtyard was covered in dew, like frost, gently adorning the leaves.
It exudes a chilling, subtle coldness.
But inside the courtyard.
But it started snoring loudly very early in the morning.
As the saying goes, the early bird catches the worm.
Early in the morning.
Qian Renchuan blew the assembly whistle precisely on time.
Xie Yue, Hu Liena, and Yan woke up on time and gathered at the Riverside Courtyard to begin a new day of training.
Long-distance running.
Bearing weight.
Endurance.
Agile.
All training subjects are available.
Right now, the three of them are practicing horse stance, sweating profusely, each carrying a heavy piece of pig Pig Iron on their shoulders.
As for Qian Renchuan's side?
Because his current status as the Saint Son is at the center of attention across the entire continent, countless eyes are watching him.
Therefore, he never returned to the Spirit Academy.
After all, that's what my current status is like.
Going to the Spirit Academy again wasn't fun anymore; everyone had to bow to him, and he was surrounded by people like a gorilla.
At this moment, Qian Renchuan was lying in a rocking chair.
While eating grapes, he continued to slowly issue commands.
"You three, stay calm."
"In a few days, we'll send you to the Spirit Academy's Static Laboratory for gravity-bearing training."
"It's definitely easier than this kind of purely physical training, but we can't let our guard down, understand?"
"Since you've consumed my Whale Rubber and used my resources, you'd better train to some extent."
Speaking of which...
Qian Renchuan sat up again.
His tone suddenly became stern.
"If you want to be my right-hand Saint Son, you'll naturally have to work harder than others!"
"If you can't even endure this little bit of hardship, you might as well pack your bags and leave!"
Do you know?
These words were spoken.
The three of them immediately started yelling like they'd been injected with adrenaline.
"Your His Highness the Holy Son, rest assured!"
"Waaaah, we will never utter a sound of suffering!"
"Waaah, we'll train hard and strive to become His Highness the Holy Son's right-hand man..."
"Knock knock!"
The encouraging cheers were interrupted by a gentle knock on the door.
Qian Renchuan was immediately surprised.
So early?
Who would come here?
But then, he raised an eyebrow and said,
"Enter."
The next moment.
The courtyard gate was pushed open.
A beautiful woman who looked to be in her thirties walked in.
The beautiful woman wore a fiery red, tight-fitting robe that perfectly accentuated her voluptuous and mature figure. She swayed gracefully as she walked, exuding the charm of a mature woman.
After approaching Qian Renchuan, the beautiful woman bowed slightly, performing a standard Spirit Hall salute.
"Greetings, Saint Son."
Upon witnessing this scene...
Qian Renchuan was quite surprised and couldn't help but look the other person up and down.
"Who are you?"
He had never met the other person before.
I've never seen it among the high-ranking members of the Spirit Hall, at least not among them.
However, this person's aura was very profound, indicating that he was at least Soul Douluo- level or higher expert.
The beautiful woman looked up with a gentle smile upon hearing this.
"Reporting to the Saint Son."
My name is Lingyuan.
"He's Titled Douluo who just broke through to the top half a month ago."
"Therefore, he was His Holiness the Pope."
"From today onwards, Lingyuan will be responsible for protecting the Saint Son's safety and will accompany Saint Son on his travels."
Qian Renchuan was even more surprised.
Lingyuan?
Lingyuan Douluo.
It was her!
He finally realized who the other person was.
In the original novel, although Lingyuan Douluo did not appear often, he was still a powerful figure in the Spirit Hall.
Especially her identity as a woman.
Among all the Titled Douluo, they are extremely rare.
Unexpectedly, Qian Xunji would send him to protect him.
As for Lingyuan's next sentence?
Qian Renchuan also realized it instantly.
Some time ago, Qian Xunji agreed to a request of his in order to get him and Qian Renxue to cooperate with the coronation ceremony.
He could leave Spirit City to relax after the coronation ceremony.
Only.
Qian Renchuan frowned deeply.
They promised to send two Titled Douluos along, but only one has come so far?
And it was only a recent breakthrough.
The Lingyuan Douluo, whose cultivation level is probably not even very stable yet?
What's this cheapskate dad up to?
Thinking about all this, he directly asked the question that had been bothering him.
Why did you come alone?
"Where are Elder Yue Guan and Elder Gui Mei?"
"At the very least, if we need to travel, Elder Demon Bear or Elder Ghost Leopard would also be fine."
Upon hearing this, Lingyuan Douluo's smile immediately turned somewhat bitter, and he shook his head helplessly.
"Your His Highness the Holy Son, only His Holiness the Pope will send other elders."
"In fact, the Pope and several other elders have other commitments and will be leaving the Spirit Hall soon."
She sighed.
"I just happen to be free."
"That's why His Holiness the Pope asked me to accompany the Saint Son on his outing."
Actually, it's not that she's alright, but rather that she has just broken through to the Titled Douluo level, making her the weakest.
To put it bluntly, it's because they dislike her.
That's why Lingyuan felt bitter.
But Qian Renchuan was quite surprised after hearing her words.
"What did you say?"
"They're all leaving the Spirit Hall? Where are they going?"
PS: In early November, around the 5th or 6th, I need to accompany my family to Chengdu for surgery, and I also need to go out for a few days during the Spring Festival break.
It's exactly five days: 4, 5, 6, 7, and 8.
We need to start stockpiling drafts now.
Therefore, I can only update twice a day, each time with 4000 words, before the 8th.
I'll wait until I get back, then it'll be past midnight.
Feel sorry!