Heaven Dou City, Spirit Temple.
Platinum Bishop Salas was pacing back and forth in his office, his face full of anxiety.
Salas wore a white robe embroidered with gold thread and a five-pointed Platinum symbolizing his status as Platinum Bishop.
But this luxurious attire could not alleviate the turmoil in his heart.
The office was spacious and luxurious, with a mahogany desk piled high with various files, but Salas had no interest in handling official business at the moment.
He walked to the window, looked in the direction of the Dugu Manor, and frowned.
As soon as he learned of Lin Mo's talent, Salas immediately transmitted all the information he could gather about Lin Mo to Pope Bibi Dong in Spirit City through the Spirit Hall's special channels.
The message has been sent for three days.
For three whole days, there was still no news from Spirit City.
Salas stopped and rubbed his temples hard.
He is over seventy years old this year and has served as the Hall Master of the Spirit Temple in Heaven Dou City for several decades.
Over the years, he has seen many geniuses and personally recruited many promising Soul Master to join the Spirit Hall.
But he had never seen anyone like Lin Mo.
A twelve-year-old Soul King with Fourth Soul Ring of ten thousand years—this kind of talent cannot be described as "genius"; it would be an understatement to call him a prodigy.
If such a genius could be recruited into the Spirit Hall, His Holiness the Pope would surely bestow a great reward upon him.
He might be able to use this opportunity to further his cultivation, and even have a chance to challenge for the position of elder before he retires.
But-
Salas turned his gaze back to the window, his expression darkening.
The highest official ruler of the Spirit Hall is the Pope, who has four Platinum Bishop under his Pope. Salas is the Temple Master of the Spirit Temple in Heaven Dou City.
This position sounds prestigious, but it's still not enough when facing truly powerful individuals.
Dugu Bo was such a strong person.
Poison Douluo Dugu Bo, Titled Douluo, Martial Soul of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor.
Although his strength wasn't among the top-tier Titled Douluo, his skill in using poison was enough to strike fear into the hearts of most Soul Master.
Salas knew his own limitations very well.
Eighty-seven levels of Soul Power is quite impressive even among Soul Douluo, but it's insufficient when facing Titled Douluo, especially a master like Dugu Bo who is skilled in using poison.
He had absolutely no chance of winning.
If those other powerful figures who were also Titled Douluo could rely on their strength to underestimate Dugu Bo...
Those Soul Master whose cultivation was inferior to Dugu Bo's and who were not able to control poison were no different from encountering their natural nemesis when facing Dugu Bo.
The Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison is fatal upon contact.
Faced with Dugu Bo's poison, there is little difference between Soul Douluo, Soul Saint, Soul Emperor, and even lower-level Soul Master.
Even for Soul Douluo, the only advantage compared to other lower-level Soul Master is that they can last a little longer.
If it weren't for his excessive fear of Dugu Bo, he would have already taken the initiative to recruit Lin Mo, using the name of the Spirit Hall, according to past practice.
How could things be like this now, where they know exactly where Lin Mo is, yet dare not make a move, and can only stand here anxiously jumping up and down?
Salas sighed heavily and sat back down in the chair behind his desk.
He picked up the detailed information about Lin Mo on the table and read it again. The information was compiled overnight by his men and was very comprehensive.
From the time Lin Mo awakened his Martial Soul in Nuoding City at the age of six, to entering Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy, then Heaven Dou Intermediate Academy, then Heaven Dou Royal Academy, and finally being noticed by Dugu Bo ----
Every experience was recorded clearly.
The more Salas looked, the more anxious he became.
Such a genius, if not used by the Spirit Hall, will surely become a major threat to the Spirit Hall in the future.
In particular, Lin Mo is now clearly getting closer to the Heaven Dou Empire Imperial Family, and Xue Ye even directly granted him the title of Earl.
Although it was just a nominal title, it represented the attitude of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family.
If the Heaven Dou Imperial Family continues to woo him with impunity, Lin Mo may very well completely side with the Heaven Dou Empire.
By then, it will be incredibly difficult for the Spirit Hall to recruit them.
"What is His Holiness the Pope thinking?" Salas muttered to himself.
According to the rules of the Spirit Hall, upon discovering a genius of this caliber, headquarters should immediately issue clear instructions: either recruit them at all costs, or...
Salas's eyes flickered.
Alternatively, nip it in the bud before it grows up.
But whether to recruit or suppress, a decision needs to be made at headquarters.
As a Platinum Bishop, he had no authority to act on his own, and dared not provoke Dugu Bo.
If he rashly goes to the Dugu Manor, let alone recruit him, it's questionable whether he can even meet Lin Mo.
"Damn it—" Salas cursed under his breath.
What puzzled Salas most was that he had sent the message on the very first day, so why hadn't headquarters sent back any information yet?
Did something go wrong during the message's transmission back?
Or does His Holiness the Pope truly intend to let such a genius wander outside, and have the heart to prevent him from returning to the embrace of the Spirit Hall?
That's even more unlikely.
Salas was well aware of the His Holiness the Pope's ambitions; she had always wanted to develop the Spirit Hall to unprecedented heights.
Bibi Dong has always been eager to find talented Soul Master and will never let one slip by.
So what exactly happened?
Salas couldn't understand it.
Meanwhile, at the Pope Hall in Spirit City.
Night had fallen, but the Pope Hall remained brightly lit.
Seated on her throne, Bibi Dong wore a magnificent black robe with gold trim, Nine-Curved Purple Gold Crown, and held a scepter inlaid with countless jewels.
Her outstanding face appeared exceptionally fair under the light, and her features were so exquisite that they seemed to have been sculpted.
Time seems to have left few marks on her face, making her look only about thirty years old.
But at this moment, a rare look of hesitation appeared on that face.
Bibi Dong's gaze fell on the desk in front of her.
Salas's message had already arrived; contrary to Salas's suspicions, nothing unexpected had happened en route.
Moreover, shortly after Salas sent his message, Snake Lance Douluo also came to the Pope Hall with Qian Renxue's orders.
Snake Lance Douluo is a member of the Worship Hall, and only obeys the orders of Great Enshrined Qian Daoliu and Young Master Qian Renxue. His personal visit to the Pope Hall naturally represents Qian Renxue's will.
Qian Renxue's order was simple, but also unprecedentedly forceful.
Lin Mo is a genius she has her eye on. In the future, Lin Mo will definitely join her ranks, fall at her feet, and become one of the many worshippers in the Worship Hall that she controls!
Just like the Qian Jun Jiang Mo and Golden Crocodile Douluo in the Worship Hall now!
Qian Renxue's attitude this time was extremely firm.
He directly instructed Snake Lance Douluo to tell Bibi Dong Lin Mo was someone her Worship Hall had taken a liking to, and that the Pope Hall should not interfere.
At the time, Bibi Dong did not immediately express her opinion.
Bibi Dong slowly raised her hand and picked up the urgent report that Salas had sent. The paper was somewhat wrinkled because she had read it many times.
The urgent report detailed Lin Mo's information: twelve years old, Five-Ring Soul King, with a ten-thousand-year-old Fourth Soul Ring, and his Martial Soul is an extremely rare Dragon Beast Martial Soul.
If Lin Mo were just a normal genius, then given Qian Renxue's firm stance, Bibi Dong would never choose to overstep the line.
Although the Worship Hall and the Pope Hall both belong to the Spirit Hall, they are two different factions.
The Worship Hall is controlled by the Great Enshrined Qian Daoliu, and is filled with veteran experts of the Spirit Hall who only obey Qian Daoliu and the young master Qian Renxue!
The Pope Hall is Bibi Dong's territory, and she has been cultivating her own power over the years, trying to break free from Qian Daoliu's control.
Normally, to avoid conflict, Bibi Dong would never seize someone valued by the Worship Hall, and conversely, the Worship Hall would not interfere with someone valued by the Pope Hall.
But this time is different.
Thinking of this, Bibi Dong subconsciously looked at the information about Lin Mo that was written in her hand.
The writing on the paper was already a bit blurry, but she had already memorized the contents.
The key issue is that Lin Mo's Martial Soul is so special that even if Bibi Dong were to overstep her bounds and withstand the pressure from Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu, she would still try to win Lin Mo over!
Initially, it was just an egg-shaped Martial Soul, but in the short span of fifty levels of Soul Power increase, it underwent three Benign Mutation!
From the Charmander that hatched from the egg, to Charmander Charmeleon, and finally to the Charizard, Lin Mo Mona and Yu Xiaogang both possess dragon Beast Martial Soul that belong to the External Beast Martial Soul. They have already completed three Benign Mutation!
It grows stronger with each passing year!
Such talent was something Bibi Dong had never seen before.
" Benign Mutation— " Bibi Dong murmured these four words.
Her voice was very soft, almost inaudible in the empty hall.
But at this moment, her eyes became incredibly complex, filled with nostalgia, pain, regret, and a hint of barely Frisk hatred.
Yu Xiaogang.
This name had lingered deep within her heart for many years, never truly disappearing.
Due to the Malignant Mutation of his Martial Soul, Yu Xiaogang's Soul Power cultivation is extremely slow, and he will probably never be able to break through level 30 in his lifetime.
This is undoubtedly a fatal blow to a Soul Master.
Yu Xiaogang felt inferior because of this, believing he was not good enough for her.
Furthermore, with the interference of the former Pope Qian Xunji, they were forced to separate!
After that, the two never saw each other again, but she never forgot him.
Over the years, Bibi Dong has been searching for a way to help Yu Xiaogang resolve the Malignant Mutation of his Martial Soul, but she has never Harvest.
Until now, with Lin Mo's appearance.
Thinking of this, Bibi Dong's thoughts suddenly became somewhat melancholy.
If Lin Mo had been born a few years earlier, and she had met Lin Mo sooner, could she have gotten the solution to Xiaogang's problem from Lin Mo?
Lin Mo's Martial Soul is also External Beast Martial Soul, it is also of the dragon type, and it has also mutated.
However, unlike Yu Xiaogang's Malignant Mutation, Lin Mo's mutation is benign and continuous.
If she could figure out the principle behind Lin Mo's continuous mutation of his Martial Soul, could she find a way to solve Luo Sanpao's Malignant Mutation?
If Xiaogang's Malignant Mutation of his Martial Soul could have been resolved, and if his Luo Sanpao could have undergone Benign Mutation like Lin Mo's Charmander, then...
Would her situation with Yu Xiaogang be very different from what it is now?
We hope that lovers will eventually be together, instead of being forced to separate like this!
The moment this thought arose, it grew wildly in Bibi Dong's heart like weeds.
She knew why Qian Renxue wanted to win over Lin Mo; that girl, like her father, was ambitious.
A genius like Lin Mo will surely become Titled Douluo in the future, and may even be among the top Titled Douluo. If he could be put to use, he would be a great help.
But Bibi Dong didn't care about any of that.
From beginning to end, she only cared about one thing: whether Lin Mo's continuous Benign Mutation in his Martial Soul could bring Yu Xiaogang hope for solving his problem.
She was willing to try, even if it was only a tiny bit.
Thinking of this, Bibi Dong clenched her fists so tightly that she didn't even realize her nails were digging into her flesh.
Having made up her mind, she would never regret it.
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