Wasn't Auntie smiling quite happily?
"Alright, then I'll show you my Soul Ring."
Jun Yi slowly stood up and summoned his Soul Ring. He crossed his hands and placed them in front of his chest. Then, his First Soul Ring appeared, and a blood-red light instantly enveloped the entire grass. The girl Bibi Dong and Pope Bibi Dong stared wide-eyed at Jun Yi in disbelief.
Then the Second Soul Ring appeared, another red light. The Third Soul Ring was red, the Fourth Soul Ring was also red, and the Fifth Soul Ring, although also red, had golden light occupying most of the Soul Ring, meaning that Jun Yi's Fifth Soul Ring was about to reach the million-year limit.
"What... what kind of Soul Ring configuration is this? Am I dreaming?"
Both the young girl Bibi Dong and the Pope Bibi Dong subconsciously rubbed their eyes with their hands, their actions and expressions almost identical, like a copy and paste.
"The world has never lacked geniuses, and I, though unworthy, happen to be the most talented among them. At the pinnacle of Soul Master, who stands atop? Upon Jun Yi, all paths to enlightenment vanish."
Jun Yi smiled slightly, and then slowly retracted his Soul Ring.
The girl, Bibi Dong, was so frightened that she sat down on the lawn with a thud. She looked up at the handsome blue-eyed boy in front of her in astonishment, her eyes filled with shock. A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring was something that all Soul Master dreamed of. Even she herself hoped that one day, after reaching the Titled Douluo, she could acquire a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
But how exactly did this blue-eyed kid manage to get a 100,000-year-old spirit ring as his First Soul Ring?
"Blue-eyed kid, what's going on with your Soul Ring?"
"Blue... blue-eyed kid?????????"
Jun Yi was completely dumbfounded; he never expected the girl Bibi Dong to call him that.
"Hahaha. Blue-eyed kid, hahaha."
A silvery laugh came from behind Jun Yi. Jun Yi turned around and saw Pope Bibi Dong covering her mouth and laughing heartily.
She really didn't expect herself to be so "talented" before; she was immediately tickled and couldn't help but laugh.
"I think you should call me by my name; it's more polite. What do you think?"
Jun Yi turned his head, his face full of a "kind" smile, and his tone was extremely "gentle".
"Why are you being so fierce? Look at that aunt behind you, isn't she smiling quite happily?" The young girl Bibi Dong pointed at Pope Bibi Dong behind Jun Yi and said.
"Ah... Auntie?"
Upon hearing the word "Auntie," Bibi Dong's smile instantly froze.
"Yes, Auntie, although you look very young, only in your early twenties, you exude an air of old age. You're definitely much older than that blue-eyed boy. Are you two having a twilight romance?"
The young girl Bibi Dong, blinked her eyes as if she had discovered a new continent.
"Looks young," "Looks old," "Ages older," "Twilight romance"
One keyword after another seemed to pierce Pope Bibi Dong's heart like knives. She silently lowered her head, her expression unreadable.
Jun Yi silently gave the girl Bibi Dong Bibi Dong thumbs up, expressing his admiration for her behavior of dancing in other people's sensitive areas.
Compared to that, the title "blue-eyed kid" wasn't so unacceptable after all. Nevertheless, he silently walked away.
"Blue-eyed boy, where did you go? You haven't answered my question yet!"
"If you can pull through this, we can talk in more detail later," Jun Yi replied.
"What calamity?" The young girl Bibi Dong, looked at Jun Yi with a puzzled expression.
When she turned around, she found that the woman had appeared in front of her at some point, staring at her expressionlessly.
"Auntie, something's wrong~~~~~~~"
Before the young girl Bibi Dong could finish speaking, Pope Bibi Dong tossed her into the air, flipping her over so that she landed right in Pope Bibi Dong's arms.
"Today I'll start by teaching you the most basic manners of being a decent person: respecting others."
As she spoke, Pope Bibi Dong stretched out her hand and slapped the girl Bibi Dong's buttocks.
"Smack~"
The sound was crisp and loud, but the girl Bibi Dong's face turned red with anger. As the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, no one had ever spanked her. Everyone in the Spirit Hall treated her like a treasure. Who was this old woman who dared to hit her?
"Old woman, if you treat me like this, I will definitely tell my teacher. Let me tell you, my teacher is the Pope, the strongest person on the continent! You can..."
"Smack~"
"Old woman, don't be so arrogant. I'll remember you. When I become the Pope of the Spirit Hall, I'll..."
"Smack~"
"Old woman, once I'm stronger than you, I'll..."
"Smack~"
Every time the young girl Bibi Dong spoke, her buttocks would make intimate contact with Pope Bibi Dong's slap.
"Waaah, please stop hitting me! I was wrong, sister, please don't hit me anymore."
The young girl Bibi Dong, felt like she had no feeling in her buttocks. This old woman had really hit her hard. She didn't treat her like a saintess of the Spirit Hall at all.
"Snort."
Pope Bibi Dong snorted coldly, raised her hand to treat the girl Bibi Dong, and reduced her swelling.
The young girl Bibi Dong, felt warmth coming from her lower body and knew that the old woman was treating her, so she dared not make a sound.
Fifteen minutes later, Pope Bibi Dong placed the girl Bibi Dong on the grass.
During the treatment, the young girl Bibi Dong carefully examined Pope Bibi Dong and discovered that she looked remarkably like herself—hair color, face shape, and even facial features were extremely similar. Could this old woman be her long-lost cousin?
This woman looked so much like herself, but she exuded an aura of lethargy and seemed utterly devoid of passion. The young girl Bibi Dong, secretly vowed that she would never become like her.
"Sister, are you my cousin? Why do we look so alike?" the girl Bibi Dong asked softly.
"No, this is the first time I've seen you. We just look alike."
After Pope Bibi Dong coldly finished speaking, she turned and left.
The young girl Bibi Dong, was somewhat surprised. "Huh? Are there really such coincidences in the world?"
Seeing that Pope Bibi Dong had finished reprimanding him, Jun Yi walked over and sat down next to the young girl Bibi Dong.
" Xiao Dong, may I call you that?"
"Yes, blue-eyed..."
"Hmm?" Jun Yi's expression changed slightly.
"Jun, Jun Yi, what exactly is going on with your Soul Ring? Can you tell me?"
"I'm sorry, I can't."
(End of this chapter)