The Papal Palace.
Ling Yuan Douluo said respectfully, "Your Holiness, Nana has absorbed her fifth Soul Ring. Its age reached thirty thousand years."
Bibi Dong's gaze sharpened. "Thirty thousand years?" she asked in surprise.
"Yes, Teacher," Hu Liena answered respectfully.
"Excellent!"
Bibi Dong nodded, a trace of approval appearing in her eyes.
"It's all thanks to His Highness the Holy Son."
At her teacher's praise, a happy smile appeared on Hu Liena's face, but she still did not forget Chen Feng's contribution.
Bibi Dong glanced at Chen Feng. This little bastard's Martial Soul was practically born to give female Soul Masters a cheat.
For female Soul Masters with low Soul Power Levels in particular, it was downright game-breaking.
If a woman absorbed every Soul Ring beyond her normal limit, her potential would keep rising, ultimately taking her to heights originally beyond her reach.
But why did this little bastard seem to be getting more and more handsome?
"Teacher, I'm planning to leave Spirit Hall and go out to gain experience."
Chen Feng spoke.
"What? Your Highness, you're leaving?"
Hu Liena's expression changed. She hugged Chen Feng's arm tightly, constantly squeezing it between those two great evils.
They were too formidable.
They nearly made Chen Feng reluctant to leave.
He composed himself and rubbed Hu Liena's head with his other hand. "If I don't go out and gain experience, what use is even the greatest talent? It's not as though I'm never coming back."
"Can I go with you?"
Hu Liena asked, her face full of anticipation.
"No!"
Chen Feng shook his head. "You still have special training to do. Be good, Little Fox, and wait for me at Spirit Hall. If you miss me, you can send me a voice transmission. If you miss me so much you can't sleep, you can teleport over, too."
"All right!"
Hu Liena nodded reluctantly.
Bibi Dong looked at Chen Feng and remained silent for a long while before saying, "Going out to gain some experience would be good."
Ling Yuan Douluo also breathed a slight sigh of relief. At last, she would no longer have to see His Highness the Holy Son so often. Otherwise, she really did not know what might happen.
At the same time, she felt an inexplicable sense of loss. She probably would not see His Highness the Holy Son for a long time.
"Thank you, Teacher."
Chen Feng grinned. He could finally go out and water the Family Tree with more nutrients.
Bibi Dong's gaze briefly went blank before she discreetly looked away. Was this little bastard a reincarnated incubus?
Why had she never found him this charming before?
Otherwise, she could not possibly have held out for three years.
Feigning composure, Bibi Dong said, "Elder Ling Yuan, you rarely leave Spirit Hall, and hardly anyone outside knows you. Sorry for the trouble, but please stay close and protect His Highness the Holy Son. Wherever he goes, follow him. He is the Holy Son of our Spirit Hall. Absolutely nothing must happen to him."
"What? I'm to protect His Highness the Holy Son at close quarters?"
Ling Yuan Douluo was startled, her heart filled with both delight and worry.
"Are you unwilling?"
Bibi Dong's brows furrowed slightly.
"I'm willing."
Ling Yuan Douluo hurriedly answered.
I'm not deliberately trying to get close to His Highness the Holy Son. This is His Holiness the Pope's order. I'm merely following orders.
Chen Feng did not refuse, either. Having a Titled Douluo as his personal bodyguard would offer greater assurance of his safety.
"Go."
Bibi Dong spoke coolly.
"Teacher, I'm leaving."
Chen Feng waved to Bibi Dong, then hugged and kissed Hu Liena. "Little Fox, I'm leaving. Send me a voice transmission when you miss me."
"Mm!"
Hu Liena nodded, loath to part.
Chen Feng turned and left.
Ling Yuan Douluo bowed to Bibi Dong and slowly followed him.
Reluctant to let him go, Hu Liena saw him off all the way outside the Papal Palace.
"Elder Ling Yuan, wait for me a moment."
With that, his body vanished into thin air.
Ling Yuan Douluo froze for a moment. What Soul Skill was this now?
She waited a full hour before Chen Feng emerged from the Papal Palace, refreshed and radiant.
"Little Fox, I hope your Soul Power will have reached above level 55 the next time we meet."
He rubbed Hu Liena's head as he spoke.
"It definitely will."
Hu Liena nodded firmly.
Chen Feng smiled, turned, and boarded the luxurious carriage that had already been prepared.
Ling Yuan Douluo served as the driver, steering the carriage swiftly along the streets of Spirit City.
Hu Liena stood outside Spirit Hall's main gates, gazing spellbound at the carriage until it disappeared from sight.
"Your Highness, I'll definitely work hard at my cultivation."
She murmured to herself, her gaze resolute, then turned and headed toward Spirit Hall Academy.
After they left Spirit City, Ling Yuan Douluo asked, "Your Highness, where are we going?"
"To Heaven Dou City."
Chen Feng spoke calmly.
"All right!"
Ling Yuan Douluo flicked the whip and urged the horses toward Heaven Dou City.
The carriage was ultimately too slow, however. After reaching a Spirit Hall relay station fifty kilometers away and eating lunch, Chen Feng left the carriage there and said, "Elder Ling Yuan, carry me there by air."
"Sure."
Ling Yuan Douluo nodded. A pair of flaming wings spread from her back, and she put an arm around Chen Feng's shoulders, smiling. "Your Highness, I'm taking off."
"Mm!"
Chen Feng nodded.
The wings behind Ling Yuan Douluo beat, and she shot into the sky.
The wind whistled, and the scenery beneath them rapidly shrank. Frightened, Chen Feng abruptly clutched Ling Yuan Douluo's waist, burying his head against those two great evils.
Ling Yuan Douluo's body stiffened. Her concentration scattered, and she plummeted.
"Elder Ling Yuan, fly more steadily!"
Chen Feng jumped in fright and held on even tighter.
Ling Yuan Douluo bit the tip of her tongue, forcibly steadied her mind, and beat her wings with all her strength. Just before she hit the ground, she finally stabilized herself and flew high into the sky again.
"Your Highness, could you please not hold on so tightly?"
Her cheeks felt a little hot.
Aloof by nature, she had never found a man who caught her eye, much less had such intimate contact with one.
His Highness the Holy Son was the first.
On top of that, His Highness the Holy Son was already extremely charming, making it hard for her not to get distracted.
"No, I'm afraid of heights. What if I fall?"
Chen Feng shook his head repeatedly.
His head was already resting against those two great evils, and shaking it turned into vigorous nuzzling.
"Ah!"
Ling Yuan Douluo cried out and began plummeting again.
After finally managing to steady herself, she bit her lower lip and said in annoyance, "Your Highness, if you keep moving around, I won't fly you there anymore."
"All right, all right, I won't move around."
Chen Feng nodded repeatedly, clinging tightly to Ling Yuan Douluo with both arms and legs. His entire body hung from hers like a koala.
Ling Yuan Douluo shook her head helplessly, wrapped her arms around Chen Feng's waist, and beat her wings with all her strength, turning into a streak of light that sliced through the sky.
A Titled Douluo flew extremely fast. A journey that would have taken fifteen to twenty days by carriage was reduced to just a few hours.
They had left the relay station at noon and arrived that evening.
"Your Highness, where are we going now?"
After landing outside Heaven Dou City, Ling Yuan Douluo took a deep breath, suppressed the agitation in her heart, and asked.
Chen Feng thought for a moment, then said, "To the Crown Prince's Bedchamber."
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