"Soul Devouring Spider Emperor, Innate Full Soul Power!"
Su Yuntao looked at the crystal ball, then at the green spider in Lin Feng's palm, his hand holding the booklet trembling.
Before coming to this village, he only wanted to finish his task early and then return to Nuoding City to report.
Yet he never expected to run into such a genius!
"Lin Feng, do you know what His Holiness the Pope's martial soul is?"
Hearing this, Lin Feng was stunned and did not speak.
"The Soul Devouring Spider Emperor!" Su Yuntao crouched down, the smile on his face exceptionally amiable, and spoke.
"A top-tier martial soul just like His Holiness the Pope, and it's Innate Full Soul Power. Child, as long as you cultivate properly, your future achievements will be boundless!"
Lin Feng had not yet recovered from the trance of time-travel when his shoulder was patted twice again, "Are you willing to join Spirit Hall?"
"I am willing."
This time, he answered very quickly.
Having just arrived in an unfamiliar world, having someone take care of food and lodging and teach cultivation was far better than figuring things out on his own. Besides, this body of his was only six years old and had never even left the village.
"Good, good!"
Su Yuntao said the word good twice in succession, lowered his head, and solemnly wrote down his name in the booklet.
"I'll go back and report immediately. Just stay in the village these few days until I come to pick you up."
"Thank you, Grandmaster Su."
Hearing this title of Grandmaster made Su Yuntao beam with joy.
"Don't mention it. From today onwards, if you have anything you don't understand in your cultivation, you can also come and ask me."
He packed away the Awakening Stone, exhorted the village chief outside the door to take good care of Lin Feng, and then hurried away.
The sound of footsteps gradually faded, leaving only Lin Feng alone in the room.
He leaned against the edge of the table and let out a long breath. From opening his eyes to find himself time-traveled, to awakening his martial soul, and then to being recruited by Spirit Hall, it had all taken only a short while.
He hadn't even had time to sort out the extra memories in his mind before his destination for the future was already settled.
"My martial soul is actually the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor..."
"I shouldn't have any connection with Bibi Dong, right?"
Lin Feng spread out his right hand, following the sensation from the awakening just now to mobilize his Soul Power.
A green flash flickered, and a palm-sized green spider landed in his palm. Its eight spider legs gently stretched, and its dorsal shell gleamed with a luster like jade.
He was just about to lean in to take a closer look when the spider suddenly raised its head and then spoke with a human voice, "What is this place?"
A cold female voice rang out in the room.
Hearing this, Lin Feng's hand shook.
The little spider seemed to be sizing him up as well, and a moment later, spoke again, "Answer me."
"What the fuck... My martial soul can talk?"
"Martial soul?" The spider raised a front leg, looked at it, and her voice suddenly sank, "You say I am your martial soul?"
Lin Feng did not answer. He flipped his palm over and then flipped it back; that spider steadily remained in his palm the entire time. This thing was indeed summoned by himself.
Yet no one had ever told him.
A martial soul could still open its mouth to speak with its master?
"Who on earth are you?"
"Bibi Dong."
Hearing this, Lin Feng paused in his action, his face showing incredulity as he said, "Pope Bibi Dong? Isn't she in Spirit City?"
"What did you say? Bibi Dong is in Spirit City? Spirit Hall has not yet been overthrown?" The spider's voice suddenly rose, and the previously lowered front legs also lifted up.
"Of course not." Lin Feng frowned and said, "The person who just awakened my martial soul for me is a member of Spirit Hall."
"Then what year of the Douluo Calendar is it now?"
"Year 2637."
This date existed within the original owner's memories.
"Year 2637..." Bibi Dong repeated it, and then actually burst into a loud laugh, "Hahaha! I never expected that this seat would actually be reborn!"
She remembered that she died in that battle of the double gods, originally thinking that everything had ended, yet she never expected there would still be a chance to start over.
And she had even returned to twenty years ago.
"Tang San has not yet attained godhood; everything is still in time!"
Hearing this, Lin Feng finally reacted.
Reborn?
Tang San has not yet attained godhood?
Could this spider before him be Bibi Dong, the Rakshasa God who had died in the Battle of the Two Gods?
He had just been about to ask when Bibi Dong stopped laughing and turned her gaze back to him.
"I am indeed Bibi Dong, but not the Pope Bibi Dong you speak of."
A hint of arrogance crept into her voice.
"I am the Rakshasa God-Bibi Dong!"
So it really was her.
Lin Feng lowered his head and stared at the green spider in his palm, at a loss for words.
Other people awakened their Martial Souls. He had gone and awakened the dead Rakshasa God, Bibi Dong, herself.
Bibi Dong, however, mistook his silence for shock.
It was only natural for a child who had just awakened his Martial Soul to be shocked upon learning that the being before him was a god-and the Pope of the Spirit Hall, at that.
"Your name is Lin Feng, right?"
"Mm."
"Being the vessel for my rebirth can be considered your good fortune." Bibi Dong studied the boy before her, already making plans.
Although she had no idea why she had become his Martial Soul, now that she had been reborn, the most important thing was to find a way to recover her strength.
Tang San had yet to grow powerful, and she held the memories of the future in her hands. This time, she would never let the same thing happen again!
"You have good talent. Not only do you possess Innate Full Soul Power, your Martial Soul is also the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor."
Bibi Dong spoke slowly.
"With my guidance, you can avoid many detours, whether in your cultivation methods or your choice of Soul Rings."
"Becoming a Titled Douluo is a realm that countless Soul Masters cannot reach in their entire lives. But I can help you reach it as quickly as possible."
At that, she paused.
She waited to see how Lin Feng would react.
Lin Feng understood what she meant.
Was she planning to be his teacher, there with him wherever he went?
Having a powerful being who had once become a god teach him was certainly a good thing. But clearly, she hadn't finished speaking.
"What are the conditions?"
Bibi Dong looked at him, a little surprised, thinking that this child was fairly clever.
"Simple."
Her voice returned to its earlier, unquestionable tone.
"From now on, you must obey my every arrangement. Once you have enough strength, you must also avenge me!"
After she finished, she waited for Lin Feng to agree.
In her eyes, these conditions were not harsh.
Without her guidance, even with a top-tier Martial Soul and Innate Full Soul Power, he might not become a Titled Douluo as quickly as possible.
However, after hearing her out, Lin Feng suddenly laughed. He shook his head with a smile, his gaze falling on the green spider in his palm.
This Rakshasa God didn't seem to understand her current situation. She was only his Martial Soul. As someone who had transmigrated, how could he let his own Martial Soul get the better of him?
"What are you laughing at?" Bibi Dong's voice suddenly turned cold.
"You're my Martial Soul now, and you still expect me to listen to you?" Lin Feng couldn't be bothered to argue with her.
He could discuss having her teach him to cultivate. But expecting him to obediently follow orders and risk his life to avenge her based on just a few words? As if there were any such good thing.
Bibi Dong clearly hadn't expected him to answer like that. She was just about to scold him when Lin Feng's thoughts shifted, and he directly recalled his Martial Soul.
The jade-green light suddenly drew inward.
Bibi Dong felt an irresistible force envelop her entire body. The next moment, the room and the boy vanished from her field of vision.
The little spider in Lin Feng's palm turned into a streak of green light and sank into his body. Not a single word of what she had prepared to say escaped her lips.
Just then,
his left hand suddenly lit up.
A wisp of golden light spilled from between his fingers. The next moment, his entire palm took on a faint golden hue.