Qian Renchuan: My son Renchuan truly is a prodigy!

This day.

A very heated argument appeared to have broken out Pope's Palace.

The patrolling Pope's Palace Knights could hear the His Holiness the Pope's roar and the sound of the Saintess smashing things from afar.

But no one knew what they had started arguing about, and no one dared to find out what had happened.

All anyone knows is this.

The next morning, Pope Qian Xunji suddenly issued a strict decree:

Saintess Bibi Dong has been temporarily confined to her Bedchamber for three months due to her inappropriate words and actions, and no one is allowed to visit her.

Regarding this punishment...

The entire Spirit Hall leadership remained silent, terrified; no one knew the real reason behind it.

But everyone knew that this time, the Saintess had probably truly touched the Pope's Reverse Scale.

Otherwise, the Pope, who has always been very fond of the Saintess, wouldn't have acted this way.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

This day.

The weather above Spirit City suddenly changed.

Yesterday the sky was clear and blue.

But by this time, the wind and rain were raging, with lightning and thunder, and torrential rain was pouring down.

Swish swish!!!

Rumble!!!

A fierce wind, accompanied by torrential rain, lashed down on the rooftops and bluestone slabs of buildings throughout Spirit Mountain.

It emitted a series of muffled, unsettling sounds.

The magnificent Pope's Palace was instantly enveloped in a thick layer of mist and rain, creating a sense of impending doom.

Pope's Palace.

The lighting was rather dim.

Pope Qian Xunji was sitting at a large desk, his brows slightly furrowed, quickly reviewing the official documents reported from various places.

The Heaven Dou Empire's defensive line mobilization, the Star Luo Empire's recruitment of Soul Master...

One case after another, one incident after another.

All of this made Qian Xunji feel Sisi impatient and quite irritated.

Sudden.

The doors to the main hall were pushed open.

'Bang!'

The fierce wind outside suddenly howled and rushed in, making the hall rattle.

Along with the sudden wind and rain came Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, who didn't even bother to open an umbrella.

He walked directly into the Pope's Palace in the pouring rain, his long red robe soaked through.

Her hair was plastered to her face in Sisi.

He looked rather disheveled.

Seeing this, Qian Xunji stopped writing, looked up, and was quite puzzled.

"Yue Guan, why did you rush here in such heavy rain? What urgent matter is it?"

However, Yue Guan, who was standing below the prince, did not answer immediately, but instead had a very complicated expression on his face.

It has a serious tone.

There was shock.

It even had a touch of the bizarre and unbelievable.

After a long pause, he took a deep breath and said,

"Your His Holiness the Pope, this..."

"This is the manuscript that the Eldest Young Master just asked me to bring to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Guan took out a thick stack of neatly arranged manuscripts from his Storage Soul Tool, and presented them to him with both hands.

"The Eldest Young Master asked me to ask you, if possible, to use the power of the Spirit Hall to help print this theory into a book and distribute it throughout the continent."

Upon hearing this...

Qian Xunji was stunned for a moment.

He was especially astonished when he saw the thick stack of papers in Yue Guan's hand.

You're saying this was written by Xiaochuan?

"He actually wrote it?"

Yue Guan nodded emphatically.

"Yes, these are all the final drafts that the Eldest Young Master compiled overnight in the Scripture Repository."

This time, Qian Xunji became truly interested.

"Quick, bring it up so I can see it!"

Although he had never agreed with Qian Renchuan's theoretical research, believing that a six-year-old child like him was simply wasting his exceptional talent and neglecting his Soul Power cultivation.

But now, when Qian Renchuan actually wrote it down, and in a large stack at that, Qian Xunji felt a strong curiosity as well.

I really want to see with my own eyes what kind of rubbish my son, who always does things unconventionally, has written.

Especially at this age.

Many six-year-olds can't even recognize all the most basic characters!

But his own son was able to write such a large stack of things?

Thinking of this, Qian Xunji felt a small surge of pride as a father.

They had even made a silent decision in their hearts.

Even if Qian Renchuan can only write a bunch of garbage.

But as a father, he also had to have a few copies printed and sent to him.

Upon hearing this, Yue Guan quickly went up the steps and respectfully handed all the manuscripts to Qian Xunji.

Qian Xunji took the manuscript.

Look directly at the top title page.

My eyes lit up when I saw those seven big characters.

"The Ten Laws of Martial Soul Evolution?"

Qian Xunji couldn't help but read it aloud, then burst into laughter.

"Haha, no wonder Dong'er was so angry that day, she even came to me and made a scene."

"This name is clearly aimed at that good-for-nothing!"

Immediately afterwards.

Qian Xunji put away her smile again and began to turn the pages of the manuscript one by one.

At first, he just glanced at it casually, his expression relatively calm and indifferent.

However, as his gaze continued to sweep downwards, and he delved deeper into reading the various materials and rigorous logical deductions within, he became more engrossed.

Qian Xunji's expression finally changed.

He was completely stunned, little by little.

His eyes widened little by little.

From initial nonchalance to undisguised shock, and finally, even his hands trembled slightly from the shock.

Inside the main hall.

A deathly silence.

Only the sounds of torrential rain and thunder outside the palace could be heard.

"Boom!"

A blinding flash of lightning streaked across the window.

The light made Qian Xunji's face, already distorted by extreme shock, appear deathly pale.

Only then did he suddenly look up at Yue Guan below the steps, shocked.

"Did he really write this?"

Are you sure?

Seeing Qian Xunji's reaction, Yue Guan could only manage a helpless, bitter smile.

"Your His Holiness the Pope, besides the Eldest Young Master, who else in our Spirit Hall dares to write this, and who else is capable of writing it?"

Actually, on the way here...

Yue Guan had already secretly looked through it herself.

He was also greatly shocked by the revolutionary theories and impeccable data presented therein; it was simply astonishing.

That's why he had such a strange expression on his face when he entered the hall.

Hearing Yue Guan's confirmation.

Qian Xunji couldn't help but gasp again.

"Where is he? Why doesn't he come to see me in person after writing something like this?"

Yue Guan replied in a low voice.

"After handing me the manuscript, the Eldest Young Master went back to the Spirit Academy to rest."

"He simply asked me to tell His Holiness the Pope, if he thinks it's appropriate, to arrange for printing and distribution throughout the continent as soon as possible."

Did he go back to the Spirit Academy?

Qian Xunji's lips twitched.

He couldn't help but lower his head again, staring intently at the manuscript in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

Sudden.

'Bang!'

"Smack!"

Qian Xunji slammed her hand on the table and burst into laughter.

"Print!"

"It must be printed!"

"Once you're down there, immediately mobilize all the Printing House under the Spirit Hall to work day and night, don't be stingy with Gold Soul Coin!"

"Print this up like crazy, for this Pope!!!"

"Once printed, distribute them throughout the continent as quickly as possible through all branch halls!"

" In Heaven Dou City, Star Luo City, and even in those remote, impoverished villages, every commoner who awakened their Martial Soul had a copy!"

"All given away for free!"

"I don't want a single Copper Soul Coin from them!"

"Furthermore, order all bishops to loudly proclaim when distributing this book that it is the masterpiece of Qian Renchuan, the Eldest Young Master of the Spirit Hall!"

"I want all the Commoner Soul Masters in the world to know who gave them the ladder to heaven!"

Qian Xunji was Qian Xunji excited, gesturing wildly, and upon seeing the three large characters "Qian Renchuan" on the manuscript, he roared to the sky.

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

"With this manuscript, the hearts of Commoner Soul Masters in the world will completely belong to my Spirit Hall!"

"Hahaha, my son Renchuan, truly a once-in-a-millennium prodigy of our Spirit Hall!!!"