White hair and gray eyes, fitted black robes.
Light Feather Douluo carefully sized up this handsome, bewitching youth. "Young and accomplished, with impressive Soul Power. You really do have some of my flair back in the day!"
Qian Jun Douluo deliberately asked, "Number Five, what took you so long? Were you cultivating?"
Light Feather Douluo looked like a young boy, and his intelligence had regressed somewhat into childhood too. He admitted frankly, "That's right!"
Demon Subduing Douluo immediately exposed him. "Nonsense! You were clearly taking a bath just now!"
Light Feather Douluo flushed. "Why, you little Number Seven! You actually peeked at me bathing!"
"Pfft!"
Amid the enshrined elders' laughter, Qian Renxue laughed along too.
"Hmph!"
These enshrined elders were chatting and laughing-did they think the Papal Palace was a marketplace? They had no manners at all!
Without realizing it, Bibi Dong's resentment toward the Worship Hall and Qian Daoliu deepened further... Qian Renxue was automatically excluded here. Don't ask. If you did, she simply didn't count~
Lin Qian noticed and stepped in to smooth things over. "Fifth Enshrined Elder, I am Lin Qian."
Light Feather Douluo turned his gaze back to him. "Number Seven told me all about you on the way here. You want to become Number Eight of the Worship Hall... that's fine... but you'll have to get past me first!"
Lin Qian cupped his fist in salute. "I was hoping to learn from you. Please instruct me!"
Light Feather Douluo spoke in his boyish voice. "Let's get this straight first: I won't go easy on you~"
Without wasting any more words, he immediately released his Martial Soul.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black!
Nine Soul Rings in the optimal configuration, and Soul Power at the peak of Rank 96-every detail proclaimed his strength.