Level Twenty Innate Full Soul Power! Holy Son Status Secured-This Father-Son Duo Was Insanely Bold

Everyone stared at Shi Meng in shock.

Holy shit? What had they just seen?

That was the Spirit Hall's finest Soul Power crystal!

And it had just shattered like that?

What on earth was going on?

At that moment, the attendant standing before Shi Meng was just as dumbfounded.

This was his first time encountering anything like this.

Just then, Bibi Dong suddenly spoke:

"Elder Ju, bring out that Advanced Soul Power Crystal."

The Advanced Soul Power Crystal?

Wasn't that the crystal used to test the Soul Power of high-ranking Soul Masters?

Every single person tested with it had been a high-ranking Soul Master.

Her Holiness was bringing it out to test Shi Meng now. Could it be...

Almost everyone present thought of a possibility that should have been utterly impossible.

Sure enough, when Shi Meng placed his hand on the Advanced Soul Power Crystal, a blinding blue light suddenly burst forth, shooting straight into the sky above the Spirit Hall's plaza.

"This... this Soul Power..."

The attendant pointed at the crystal with a trembling finger, his voice full of astonishment:

"Innate Soul Power... level twenty!"

Holy shit! How was that possible?

"Level twenty? Isn't the maximum Innate Soul Power only level ten?"

"That's fucking insane! Sure enough, anyone who catches Her Holiness's eye is a heaven-blessed genius!"

"Exactly. Level twenty has never appeared in the history of the Spirit Hall-no, in the history of the entire continent."

Listening to the exclamations around him, Shi Meng chuckled inwardly.

Sorry, Herrschers are just that broken.

This right here is a higher-dimensional beatdown.

Level twenty is this world's limit, not a Herrscher's.

His Authority of Time offered far more than merely a God-level Martial Soul with level twenty Innate Soul Power.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Raine dropped onto his backside.

How could Shi Meng's Martial Soul possibly be this powerful?!

It was absolutely impossible!

Seeing his son collapse onto the ground in fright, Miles's face turned livid as well.

Bibi Dong rose at just the right moment and swept her gaze over the crowd below.

"I hereby announce that, from this day forward, Shi Meng shall be the Holy Son of our Spirit Hall, equal in standing to the Holy Maiden!"

The moment those words landed, the entire crowd erupted like a pot of boiling water.

Six years old, freshly awakened, and bam-an official Holy Son position secured.

What did that mean?

He had barely created his character in the starter village before the system popped up a window:

Congratulations! You have obtained LV.999 access privileges.

His life was officially running on cheats.

And no one dared say a word about it.

Their mouths weren't mouths; they were lids on their skulls.

Dared to run your mouth? Your lid would get flipped right off on the spot, turning you into a lid-within-a-lid.

Shi Meng walked out of the Hexagram Array, unable to suppress the joy on his face.

Can't help it, sir. Being the king of keeping a straight face is just too hard.

After all, not everyone is the king of strength.

Still, now that I've secured an official Holy Son position, I wonder if it comes with the five social insurance plans and housing fund? What's the salary? Paid annual leave and weekends off? Do they reimburse business trips...?

The Spirit Hall is a big company, after all. Surely it has those benefits?

Forget it. With Bibi Dong around, the compensation probably won't be bad.

Hu Liena stood below the platform, her beautiful eyes full of little stars.

My junior brother is so amazing. He's only just awakened his Martial Soul, and he's already become the Holy Son.

Wait, I'm the Holy Maiden, and my junior brother is the Holy Son.

Wouldn't that make us...

A match made in heaven?

Hey, what are you thinking?! We're still kids!

Standing on the platform, Shi Meng looked down at the faintly blushing Hu Liena and nearly lost his composure.

My senior sister's CPU has definitely overloaded again. She's imagining some plot that wouldn't even be allowed on a certain webnovel site.

That's how looks-obsessed people are. All they need is one glance to fall in love, while I, the king of good looks, have much more to consider.

For example, I've got to look like Daniel Wu, Eddie Peng, Aaron Kwok, or Kunkun-so handsome the servers start smoking.

What? You're saying this Holy Son isn't even one-tenth as handsome as the esteemed readers? What nonsense is that? It should be one ten-thousandth!

Just then, Shi Meng saw Bibi Dong beckon to him, so he trotted up onto the raised platform on his short little legs.

The moment he reached her, Shi Meng impatiently grabbed Bibi Dong's soft hand, instantly replenishing his energy as though he had plugged into a power bank.

[Energy +1]

Miles finally rebooted after his crash.

This can still be salvaged!

Going all in is a form of wisdom!

Okay, let's do this, brothers!

"Wait! I object!"

Holy shit! What the hell was Miles up to now?

The Holy Son appointment had already been settled, and he still dared object? Did he think his face carried more weight than Her Holiness's?

"Oh?" Bibi Dong smiled and narrowed her eyes. "Miles, what exactly do you object to?"

Seeing Bibi Dong's reaction, Miles's heart skipped a beat. Sweating buckets now, weren't you, buddy?

But the arrow was already on the bowstring; it had to be loosed. He could only steel himself and press on:

"Your Holiness, the Holy Son's position is equal to the Holy Maiden's and concerns the very foundations of the Spirit Hall. Shouldn't the Council of Elders deliberate, the bishops evaluate, and repeated assessments be conducted before an appointment is made?"

"Moreover, although Shi Meng is highly talented, his origins are unknown and his character is not yet settled. If he is abruptly appointed based on a single awakening, I fear it will be difficult to win everyone's acceptance."

Miles's words sounded lofty and righteous. Several bishops below who were on good terms with him were somewhat swayed.

But after glancing at Bibi Dong, they immediately regained their senses.

Forget whether everyone accepted it. Keeping their own heads mattered more.

Bibi Dong did not rush to unleash her ultimate. She merely asked:

"Following precedent? Which precedent?"

"Well..."

Bibi Dong leaned back in her chair and lightly tapped the armrest with a fingertip, like an HR interviewer tapping the table.

"Which Spirit Hall regulation states that the Pope must consult a Cardinal before appointing a Holy Son? Go on, recite it for me."

Miles's mouth twitched like a PowerPoint slideshow as his gaze darted to either side.

He discovered that the bishops who were normally so friendly with him were now staring down at the tips of their shoes, silent as cicadas in winter. They were staring so hard they might burn sparks into the leather.

"I... I only have the Spirit Hall's interests at heart!"

"The Spirit Hall's interests?"

Bibi Dong gave a scornful laugh, as though she had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.

"Before the ceremony, you publicly pressured me to accept Raine as my personal disciple. Was that also for the Spirit Hall? Your son publicly insulted the person I had chosen. Was that for the Spirit Hall too?"

At those words, Miles's face changed color again and again, like a malfunctioning traffic light. He instinctively glanced at Raine, only to find the boy still stubbornly holding his chin up, utterly unaware of how serious the situation was.

An absolute clown.

"I... have failed to teach my son properly."

Miles lowered his head, setting Raine's matter aside for the moment, but he still refused to change his tune:

"Shi Meng's origins remain unclear, after all. If outsiders use that against us in the future, I fear it may damage the Spirit Hall's reputation."

Even he felt those words rang hollow as they left his mouth.

Someone with level twenty innate full Soul Power was bound to be cherished and fiercely protected by the Spirit Hall like a priceless treasure. How could they possibly just let him go? Let him go? Only if the entire management team had collectively gotten their heads caught in a door.

Several attendants seemed to sense that the atmosphere had taken a wrong turn and immediately retreated half a step, terrified of getting any of that pile of shit called Miles on them.

Getting smeared with him wouldn't just mean bad luck. It would mean an immediate career game over.

Bibi Dong's icy gaze swept across Miles's face.

"Miles, I personally brought him onto this platform, personally accepted him as my disciple, and personally appointed him. Yet you keep repeating that his origins are unclear. Are you questioning my judgment of people? Or are you saying I lack even the ability to investigate a child's background?"

Miles's legs gave out, and he dropped straight to his knees.

"I... would never dare!"

"Never dare?"

Bibi Dong laughed coldly and slowly raised her hand.