Murderous Intent Surges! Two Supreme Martial Souls!

"Don't!"

At the critical moment, Ning Jiujiu suddenly spoke up. In her panic, she did not have time to think. She fiercely threw the gray little tower in her right hand into the air, hoping to offer Bibi Dong what little help she could.

However, the gap in strength between her and Qian Daoliu was enormous.

The instant it was lightly brushed by that golden light, her "useless Martial Soul" tower turned to dust.

"Pfft!"

Ning Jiujiu spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Courting death!"

Bibi Dong's eyes immediately reddened at the sight, and her attacks became even more ferocious.

Qian Daoliu also attacked with the Angel Sword in hand.

But just as the two supreme experts fought fiercely, a sudden change occurred below.

"Ah! My hand..."

Ning Jiujiu felt the bones in her right hand breaking inch by inch. The pain nearly made her pass out.

Yet at that moment, the little tower that Qian Daoliu had shattered suddenly condensed in her hand once more. Immediately afterward, the gray shell covering the Nine-story Tower began peeling away piece by piece.

As Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu battled, they suddenly sensed an aura even more grim and murderous than the Fallen Angel gathering inside the hall.

The two stopped fighting at the same time and turned toward the source of that aura.

In Ning Jiujiu's hand, the once-gray little tower revealed its true appearance after reforming—an appearance no one had ever seen before!

Its base was pitch-black and gleaming. The nine-tiered body was covered in ancient engravings, while the passages connecting its layers were filled with Blood-red Crystals! At the tower's peak stood a dark little hammer.

At the same time, an even more unimaginable aura of slaughter poured forth from it.

If the killing intent of the Fallen Angel Martial Soul and the Clear Sky Hammer was a coldness like blood freezing into ice, then the killing intent brought by this tower was like...

Submerging the entire space in a pool formed from killing intent!

Chrysanthemum Douluo was shaken to his core. Squatting on the ground, he panted heavily as an unpleasant memory surged into his mind.

"The Clear Sky Hammer? It's... the Clear Sky Hammer. I can't be mistaken!"

Though it was a tower, that aura could not be wrong. It was the same aura that had once beaten him into a psychological shadow!

And the killing aura within this little tower was several times heavier than the Clear Sky Hammer and Fallen Angel combined!

"This is!"

Startled, Qian Daoliu stopped fighting and immediately stepped forward to grab Ning Jiujiu's wrist.

"What are you doing!"

Bibi Dong dove down without hesitation and slapped his hand away.

Qian Daoliu's expression immediately darkened.

In a single day, Bibi Dong had challenged his authority several times. Did this woman truly think she could still stand here after killing his son without reason!

"Bibi Dong, you are too presumptuous..."

"Don't!"

Seeing Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong about to fight again, Ning Jiujiu stepped forward and grabbed Qian Daoliu's wrist. Lowering her voice, she spoke timidly.

"Old Grandpa, please stop. Maybe... I really shouldn't have come here."

After saying that, Ning Jiujiu ignored the pain of her injuries, got to her feet, and tiptoed toward the doors of the Papal Hall.

"Qian Daoliu!"

Bibi Dong glared furiously at Qian Daoliu, her clenched fists cracking. "Know when to stop!"

"Wait."

Qian Daoliu flashed forward and blocked Ning Jiujiu's path, grabbing her hand. "Summon that little tower again. I need to examine it carefully."

"Old Grandpa, you..."

Ning Jiujiu was still somewhat frightened. After all, the strength Qian Daoliu had displayed earlier was enough to kill her with a single slap.

"Don't be afraid."

Qian Daoliu shrugged. "If what I suspect is true, not only will you not die, I will grant you the highest and most noble status on the entire continent!"

"Status?"

Ning Jiujiu did not yet know what status meant. She only knew it seemed to be something meaningful, something that could stop the Pope and Old Grandpa from fighting, so she gladly accepted.

When the Nine-story Tower appeared again, Qian Daoliu studied it closely, not daring to miss a single detail.

Bibi Dong watched from the side with sharp eyes. If Qian Daoliu dared make any move against Ning Jiujiu, she would strike without hesitation.

After a long while, Qian Daoliu smiled and patted Ning Jiujiu's head. "Mm... I understand now. Child, put your Martial Soul away."

"Okay."

Ning Jiujiu did not notice anything unusual. She only felt that this fierce old grandpa's attitude had improved somewhat.

Bibi Dong frowned and asked, "Grand Elder, after looking for so long, have you figured out what this Nine-story Tower is?"

"Nine-story Tower? Heh heh, Bibi Dong, can you tell what kind of Martial Soul this is?"

Qian Daoliu chuckled and pointed at the little hammer atop the Nine-story Tower. "Do you know what this is?"

"The Clear Sky Hammer!"

Before Bibi Dong could answer, Chrysanthemum Douluo covered his mouth and cried out.

Qian Daoliu nodded. "That's right, it is the Clear Sky Hammer! I learned this from an old friend. The Clear Sky Hammer is merely one part of this tower!"

"What!"

Everyone's faces flashed with shock.

The Clear Sky Hammer was acknowledged across the continent as the number one tool Martial Soul. If even it was only part of this Martial Soul, just how powerful was this tower?

"Clear Sky Pagoda! That is this Martial Soul's true name! The Clear Sky Hammer gradually degenerated and evolved from this Martial Soul. Its power is weaker by an unknown number of times. I never imagined that I would live to witness this legendary Martial Soul!"

Even in his dreams, Qian Daoliu had never imagined it.

"Little one."

Qian Daoliu's attitude was completely different from before. He crouched down and extended a hand toward Ning Jiujiu. "Are you willing to become a part of Spirit Hall?"

Ning Jiujiu was confused. "Spirit... Spirit Hall?"

"That's right, child. This is the Pope of Spirit Hall, and I am Spirit Hall's Grand Elder. The identity of Seven Treasures Hostage does not suit you. What suits you is the position said to belong to the strongest among the younger generation of Spirit Hall!"

"The position of Spirit Hall Saintess!"

"Saintess!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were both left speechless by Qian Daoliu's words.

One had to know that the current Saintesses of Spirit Hall were the Pope's biological daughter and the Pope's disciple. Even they had endured countless hardships before becoming Saintesses.

Yet this little girl had gained the Grand Elder's approval after being here for only a day!

"Saintess?"

Ning Jiujiu tilted her head. "Does it mean something very sacred?"

"Yes."

Bibi Dong held her hand and said softly, "Once you become a Saintess, you will no longer need to fear anything on this continent. Because sooner or later, the entire continent will belong to Spirit Hall, including your father."

"Father..."

At the mention of Ning Fengzhi, Ning Jiujiu's eyes visibly dimmed.

Qian Daoliu shook his head, then quickly sneered, as if mocking Ning Fengzhi's incompetence. He had personally handed such an unparalleled genius to Spirit Hall.

"Ning Jiujiu, from today onward, I will pass everything I have to you—resources, knowledge, and martial skills alike. I will raise you into the most supreme existence on this continent."

Bibi Dong gently stroked Ning Jiujiu's pale face and whispered into her ear.

"You need to take revenge on your father. Make him see just how much stronger you, the person he cast aside like worn-out shoes, are than Ning Rongrong! Tell me, can you do it?"

For some reason, an inexplicable rage rose in Ning Jiujiu's heart!

She hated it! Why, ever since she was born, no matter how hard she worked, Ning Rongrong had always received better treatment!

She hated it! Why was she the one abandoned this time!

Why! Why would he not even bother to deceive her!

"I can!" Ning Jiujiu shouted.

"Very good!"

Bibi Dong heavily patted her shoulder.

Qian Daoliu nodded as well and lightly tapped Ning Jiujiu's forehead with one finger. "From today onward, you are Spirit Hall's strongest foundation!"

"Divine Punishment Saintess!"

A golden gleam flashed. In an instant, Ning Jiujiu felt a warm current fill her body.

This was Qian Daoliu's unique secret technique, Angel God's Blessing. The recipient's spiritual power, Soul Power, and vitality would all be enhanced in every aspect.

As Spirit Hall's Grand Elder, he had only ever used this technique on Qian Renxue.

After the blessing ended, Bibi Dong disgustedly brushed Qian Daoliu's hand away and looked seriously at Ning Jiujiu. "Though I truly do not wish to say it, from now on, even your name will belong to Spirit Hall."

"And when you use the name Ning Jiujiu again, I hope it will be when those who betrayed you are kneeling before you!"

After saying that, Bibi Dong placed her hand over Ning Jiujiu's forehead.

"I bestow upon you the name Bing Jiu."