No matter what, the Sea God is First-Level Main God Godhood, and among First-Level Main God, his strength ranks among the top.
Even if Lin Mo himself doesn't intend to absorb such a valuable item, it would be good to leave it for those around him.
We should keep the good stuff within our own family.
Lin Mo looked at the two girls who were teasing the Charizard, and his feelings became complicated.
The two of them are actually quite compatible.
However, for Ye Lingling, who specializes in healing, a support-type Godhood like the Nine-Colored Goddess is more suitable.
However, the conditions for inheriting the Nine-Colored Goddess's power are too demanding, and her own rank is also slightly low, only Second-Level God.
If possible, we should try our best to find her a higher-ranking Godhood in the future.
In this day and age, there are still quite a few Godhood Inheritance left over from the Douluo Continent.
Otherwise, Tang San and his group in Lin Mo's memory wouldn't have spread like locusts, with all Shrek Seven Monsters becoming gods.
The number of Godhood that passed through their hands was at least eight!
However, before that, we should wait until we finish our current tasks before taking the two of them to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to select the two Immortal Herb that we had prepared for them earlier.
We should further solidify the foundation of the two individuals as much as possible, so that the process of recognizing the master of the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud will proceed more smoothly.
The prerequisite for making a choice is that they can gain the approval of the Sea God's token, the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud!
Lin Mo carefully put away the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud in his hand and placed it into his Wishful Hundred Treasure Purse.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
The atmosphere within Heaven Dou City was quite subtle over the past three days.
The first grand court assembly after the new emperor's ascension to the throne is about to be held, and all factions are secretly observing and speculating about what the young emperor will do.
Although the news of Lin Mo being crowned a king has not yet been officially announced, rumors have already begun to circulate due to Qian Renxue's deliberate neglect.
Many court officials discussed this matter extensively, with most expressing opposition.
A prince of a different surname—this is no small matter.
Throughout the history of the Heaven Dou Empire, the number of people who were not of royal lineage and were granted the title of king is extremely limited, and there has never been one in the last hundred years.
Now that the new emperor has only been on the throne for a short time, it is truly unacceptable that he would make an exception and appoint an eighteen-year-old boy as a king.
On the morning of the third day, at the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, in the main hall of the court assembly.
Civil and military officials lined up on both sides, creating a solemn atmosphere.
Qian Renxue sat upright on the dragon throne, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe and wearing a crown, exuding majesty.
"My beloved ministers, I have something to announce at today's court assembly." Qian Renxue's voice echoed in the hall.
The ministers bowed.
Qian Renxue's gaze swept across the area below. "Four years ago, in the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, our Heaven Dou Royal Academy Team won the championship, bringing glory to our nation."
The late emperor had promised a generous reward to the team captain, Lin Mo, but this was temporarily shelved because Lin Mo went into seclusion for cultivation.
"Although the late Emperor has passed away, his last wishes must be fulfilled. I, on behalf of the late Emperor and also representing the Heaven Dou Empire, hereby formally issue this edict today—"
"I hereby confer upon Lin Mo the title of 'One-Character Prince Equal to the Emperor,' granting him the privilege of not bowing before me and the enjoyment of all royal honors and powers within the empire!"
After he finished speaking, the hall fell silent.
Immediately, an uproar arose.
"Your Majesty, this is absolutely unacceptable!"
An elderly minister with white hair stepped forward first, so excited he seemed about to collapse. "The title of king is no small matter; how can it be so easily bestowed upon someone based on a single Soul Master Tournament? If this precedent is set, how can we expect the people to accept it in the future?"
Another civil official stepped forward and said, "I second that opinion! Although Lin Mo has rendered meritorious service to the empire, his merits are not enough to warrant the title of king."
Moreover, he is only eighteen years old and lacks experience; if he were to be made a king, it would be difficult for him to gain the support of the people.
Your Majesty, please reconsider!
"Your Majesty, please rescind your decree!"
At one point, more than a dozen ministers stepped forward to offer their advice.
These people were mostly veteran officials in the court, conservative in their thinking, and extremely resistant to such Mold Breaker rewards.
Their reasons were nothing more than the same few: Lin Mo's contributions were insufficient, he was too young, and his experience was too limited.
Granting a title of kingship is too much and will not win the hearts of the people.
Some even knelt down and begged Qian Renxue to retract her order, their voices earnest and their emotions agitated, as if Xue Qinghe's actions would shake the very foundation of the nation.
Faced with this scene, Qian Renxue, Ning Fengzhi, Dugu Bo, and the others, who had expected it, couldn't help but show a playful smile on their faces.
Qian Renxue looked silently at the kneeling officials below, without saying a word.
Finally, as the voices of advice gradually subsided, Qian Renxue slowly spoke, "Have you all finished speaking?"
The elderly minister kneeling at the forefront raised his head, his voice still firm. "Your Majesty, everything we have said is for the sake of the country. We beg Your Majesty to consider our words!"
Qian Renxue nodded, then suddenly asked, "Where is Lin Mo?"
"Your subject is present."
Lin Mo stepped out from the ranks of military officers and walked to the center of the main hall.
He was dressed in a simple black outfit today, standing out from the officials in their fine clothes around him.
Qian Renxue looked at him, a slight smile playing on her lips, " Lin Mo, since your ministers have doubts about your strength, then let them see for themselves."
"I obey the decree."
Lin Mo responded, a thought flickering in his mind.
A flash of red light appeared, and the Charizard suddenly appeared in the hall. Its scorching aura instantly spread, and its powerful presence caused many of the weaker civil officials to turn pale and instinctively retreat.
Immediately afterwards, rings of Soul Ring appeared beneath the Charizard's feet.
Yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black--
When the six Soul Ring appeared, some ministers gasped in surprise.
Two yellow, one purple, and three black—this number of Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring is even on par with some Soul Douluo!
However, when the seventh Soul Ring ring lit up—
The entire hall was completely silent.
It was an intensely rich, vivid, and dazzling crimson that sent chills down your spine!
That's Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!
"This... this is..."
The old minister who had previously knelt and offered his advice stared wide-eyed, his lips trembling as he could not utter a complete sound.
The other ministers present were also stunned.
They stared intently at the blood-red Soul Ring, their faces filled with disbelief.
Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!
They had only heard of it in legends, never seen it with their own eyes!!
But now, it's appeared on an eighteen-year-old boy, and it's even his Seventh Soul Ring!!!
This has completely overturned their understanding.
Qian Renxue's voice rang out in the deathly silence, her tone laced with obvious sarcasm. "My beloved ministers, now that you have witnessed the prince's talent, do you have anything else to say?"
She paused, then said, slowly and deliberately, "Do you still think your behavior was excessive?"
No one dared to answer.
The ministers who had previously spoken so eloquently were now all speechless.
Their faces flushed red, their eyes darted around, and they wished they could disappear into the ground.
Seven-Ring Soul Sage, with Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, and eighteen years old.
Each of these three conditions alone would be enough to shock the world, but now they are all combined in one person.
With such talent and potential, being crowned king is not an exaggeration at all!
With geniuses wielding power, the Heaven Dou Empire's rule will be as stable as Mount Tai for the next few hundred years!
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, we have nothing to say."
Finally, the white-haired old minister spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse.
He slowly retreated back into the queue and lowered his head.
Other ministers who had offered advice also retreated to their positions, daring not to say another word.
Qian Renxue nodded in satisfaction. "Since none of you ministers have any objections, then this matter is settled. From this day forward, Lin Mo shall be the One-Character Prince Equal to the Emperor of my Heaven Dou Empire!"
"Your Majesty is wise!"
This time, no one objected.
After the court assembly ended, Lin Mo and Dugu Bo walked out of the palace together.
Officials encountered along the way all turned a sidelong glance at them.
An eighteen-year-old Soul Saint, Hundred-Thousand-Year Seventh Soul Ring, a noble of a different surname... all these accolades combined make Lin Mo the most unique and most exalted noble in the history of the Heaven Dou Empire.
Just as Lin Mo and Dugu Bo had predicted.
After the morning court session, news of Lin Mo's breakthrough to the seventh ring and possession of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring spread like wildfire throughout the entire Heaven Dou City.
News spreads very quickly.
"Have you heard? The newly appointed One-Character Prince Equal to the Emperor is only eighteen years old, yet he's already Soul Saint!"
"He's more than just Soul Saint; his Seventh Soul Ring is at the 100,000-year level!"
"One hundred thousand years? How is that possible! Isn't that something only Titled Douluo can absorb?"
"Absolutely true! Many high-ranking officials in the imperial court witnessed it with their own eyes—that Soul Ring had red eyes!"
"My god, an eighteen-year-old Soul Saint, Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring... what kind of monster is this?"
In the streets and alleys, in teahouses and taverns, everyone was talking about it.
Lin Mo's name resounded throughout the entire Heaven Dou City once again, and this time it was louder than ever before.
Like a single spark that can start a prairie fire, the news spread across the entire continent at an astonishing speed.
The Spirit Hall, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the Star Luo Empire... all the major powers reacted in unison upon receiving the news.
At first there was doubt, but after confirming it repeatedly, a long silence ensued.
An eighteen-year-old Soul Saint, with Hundred-Thousand-Year Seventh Soul Ring.
These two conditions alone are already incredibly exaggerated; when combined and applied to the same person, describing him as a monster would not be an exaggeration.
Lin Mo was once again caught in a media storm, becoming the undisputed focus of attention across the entire continent!
The pavilion in the backyard of the Dugu Manor.
Lin Mo sat on a stone bench, toying with a chess piece in his hand. Across from him Dugu Bo held a black piece, his brows furrowed, and hesitated to make a move.
On the chessboard, the white pieces have formed an encirclement, and the black pieces are in grave danger.
"I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore." Dugu Bo finally gave up, throwing the chess piece back into the box. "Your mind isn't on the game at all."
Lin Mo smiled and did not refute.
Dugu Bo looked at him with a strange expression. "It's already in complete chaos outside, and you're here leisurely playing chess."
"Otherwise what?" Lin Mo retorted, "Do you expect me to go out and parade through the streets, receiving the worship of everyone?"
"That won't be necessary," Dugu Bo shook his head, "But... your reaction this time was a bit too bland."
"I used to dislike being in the limelight and always tried to keep a low profile. Why is it that this time, it seems like you're letting the public opinion escalate?"
Lin Mo put down the chess piece in his hand and looked at Dugu Bo.
"Grandpa, the reason I didn't want to be too high-profile or show my face in public before is very simple."
"At that time, we were too weak and had no ability to protect ourselves."
"But things are different now."
A glint of light flashed in Lin Mo's eyes. "Now that my cultivation has broken through to the seventh ring, the combat power of my Charizard alone is already comparable to that of Titled Douluo."
"Once your strength increases, you naturally won't need to worry about so many things."
At this point, Lin Mo's tone became increasingly confident. "There are probably quite a few people in this world who could defeat me..."
"But very few people can bring me to the brink of death. And with seven Nirvana in my possession, there's virtually no chance of anyone else killing me."
Seven times of Nirvana!
This is Lin Mo's biggest trump card.
The Scarlet Phoenix Wings granted him the ability to Nirvana, and combined with Charizard's own Nirvana Soul Skill, he had seven chances to revive.
This means that unless the opponent can kill him eight times in a row, he will be immortal.
Even Level 99 Limit Douluo would find it almost impossible to do this.
Upon hearing Lin Mo's words, Dugu Bo's expression turned strange.
"You say."
His tone was complex, "You... you certainly have the qualifications now."
Because Lin Mo's cultivation has now broken through to the seventh level of the realm, although his cultivation is much higher than Lin Mo Lin Mo's, their strength is the opposite.
Although Dugu Bo had anticipated this, it still took him quite a while to convince himself to accept the fact.
Convince yourself that the future belongs to young people like Lin Mo!
He looked at Lin Mo, his eyes filled with both relief and emotion.
The boy who once needed his protection has now grown to a point where he himself looks up to him.
Time flies so fast.
"Grandpa," Lin Mo suddenly spoke, "Next, I plan to take Sister Yanyan and Sister Lingling to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well."
Dugu Bo was taken aback. "Now?"
"Um."
Lin Mo nodded. "Now."