dmims Chapter 48 The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall
Chapter 48 The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall
Chapter 48 The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall
"And I know that I am also a dual martial soul possessor."
At this moment, Bibi Dong suddenly glanced at Qian Daoliu and smiled smugly:
"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, Xiao Feng has already formally become my disciple, so you can forget about it!"
"What?" Qian Daoliu's eyes widened upon hearing this.
She quickly turned to look at Ye Qifeng, seeking his verification of the truthfulness of Bibi Dong's words:
"Is what she said true? You became her apprentice?"
With a thought, Ye Qifeng first put away his martial spirit, then bowed to Qian Daoxing and said:
"Uh—, sir, I'm sorry. The teacher is right, I have already become his disciple."
"Hiss—!" Qian Daoliu gasped.
Suddenly, he felt a pang of regret, thinking, "Damn it! I'm too late. I should have forced him to stay in the Hall of Offerings earlier. Who would have thought this kid actually has a divine-level martial soul? What a miscalculation!"
Qian Daoliu couldn't help but rub his teeth together.
Suddenly, as if remembering something, his eyes narrowed slightly, his expression turned cold, and he asked with a hint of displeasure:
"Why didn't you mention you had another martial soul before? Do you really dislike my Hall of Worship that much?"
"Well... Grand Elder, you've misunderstood. I didn't know before either. It was only with my teacher that I noticed something was wrong with my body, and with his help, I awakened my second martial soul." Ye Qifeng lied.
He wouldn't be so foolish as to tell Qian Daoliu that he had sensed the presence of a second martial soul within his body while at the Martial Soul Temple in the West District.
Otherwise, Qian Daoliu would definitely feel uncomfortable and use this as an excuse to find fault with himself.
"Hmph! Qian Daoliu, don't forget, this is the Papal Palace."
Just then, Bibi Dong suddenly stepped forward, her delicate body blocking Ye Qifeng's path, her tone icy as she emphasized that this was her territory.
She believed that Qian Daoliu's words were a threat to her disciple. Her beautiful face was full of anger, and she was very impolite to Qian Daoliu, not wanting to give him any face at all.
"Oh? Really? Have you forgotten who put you in this position?"
Qian Daoliu was angered by Bibi Dong, and in his anger, he couldn't help but unleash a powerful aura.
"So what?"
Bibi Dong showed no weakness, raising her eyebrows and instantly boosting her aura.
She wouldn't be afraid for the sake of her disciple.
At this time, Bibi Dong had already entered the Rakshasa Secret Realm to cultivate, and she possessed a trace of Rakshasa divine power that she could utilize.
She was unafraid of Qian Daoliu's threats.
Seeing the two of them gaining more and more momentum, Ye Qifeng, who was still a novice, was feeling a bit overwhelmed.
Helpless, I could only offer my advice:
"Teacher, Great Master, please calm down. I'm still here. Your aura is too overwhelming, I can't stand it."
Then Ye Qifeng took Bibi Dong's soft hand and called out to her, "Teacher."
"Hmm." Bibi Dong felt the warmth that suddenly came from her hand, and for some reason, she obediently withdrew her aura.
Ye Qifeng then looked at Qian Daoliu and said to him:
"Great Master, I didn't mean to fight you. We're all on the same side, let's not hurt our feelings. If you've only come for me, there's really no need for this. Even if I become your disciple, you can still teach me when you have the time, right?"
Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu also withdrew his imposing aura.
He didn't really want to fight; he just disliked Bibi Dong's attitude towards him.
In truth, he could no longer fathom the extent of Bibi Dong's current strength.
He seemed to have sensed a divine aura from Bibi Dong just now, but he wasn't sure.
However, Qian Daoliu was somewhat surprised that Bibi Dong actually listened to Ye Qifeng and stopped first.
In his memory, since becoming Pope, Bibi Dong's style of doing things has become extremely domineering, autocratic, cold and ruthless, and she is completely unwilling to listen to others.
"Alright, kid, I'm not a petty person," Qian Daoliu said to Ye Qifeng.
Bibi Dong's attitude today was surprisingly firm, and he temporarily compromised.
Then Qian Daoliu continued:
"Tell me about your second martial soul. If my senses are correct, it should also be a god-level martial soul."
Ye Qifeng nodded and introduced his martial soul:
"Great Elder, Teacher, as you have seen, my second martial soul is the same as my first martial soul, Shadow Form. Its name is Light and Shadow. It is a martial soul formed by the rules of aurora, possessing the ultimate light attribute, and can also purify all abnormal states."
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong immediately said:
"So, Xiao Feng, you are not just a twin martial soul, but a god-level twin martial soul possessor. Your talent is simply heaven-defying."
Qian Daoliu nodded and sighed, "Not bad."
At this moment, Bibi Dong's voice was serious as she spoke to Ye Qifeng:
"Xiao Feng, remember to keep the information about you having a divine-level twin martial soul a secret. Don't tell anyone other than us."
"Yes, teacher! I will always keep that in mind," Ye Qifeng replied solemnly.
Then Bibi Dong turned to look at Qian Daoliu and calmly stated her thoughts:
"Grand Elder, with such exceptional talent, I propose that Xiao Feng be named the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. Do you have any objections?"
"Very well! I have no objection." Qian Daoliu pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
Qian Daoliu then said:
"However, for safety's sake, I suggest that we only announce the news of the Spirit Hall's conferment of the new Holy Son, as well as the design of the Holy Son's token, to the public, without revealing his specific identity information. The fewer people who know the Holy Son's identity, the better; it should be limited to those within the Spirit Hall of Spirit City, to prevent anyone from taking risks and harming him."
"Furthermore, the twin god-level martial souls and the innate soul power level are classified as secrets of the Spirit Hall and must be kept confidential."
"That's feasible." Bibi Dong glanced at Qian Daoliu and nodded.
Although this old guy was annoying, he was quite thoughtful, and she agreed to Qian Daoliu's suggestion.
Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu quickly agreed on the matter of Ye Qifeng's investiture as a holy son.
Ye Qifeng watched in stunned silence, the surprise coming rather unexpectedly.
After the discussion, Bibi Dong turned her beautiful eyes to Ye Qifeng and said with a charming smile:
"Xiao Feng, from today onwards, you are the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall!"
Ye Qifeng quickly replied, "Yes, I will follow your instructions, teacher."
Just then, Qian Daoliu looked at Ye Qifeng with a smile on his face and suddenly said in a low voice:
"Young Master Ye, what I told you about Xiaoxue still holds true. I truly believe you and Xiaoxue are a perfect match. Why don't you consider becoming my granddaughter's husband?"
"What a perfect match!" Ye Qifeng's lips twitched uncontrollably. "Old man, does Qian Renxue know what you're saying? If she finds out, she'll probably not only kill me, but you too, right?"
Before Ye Qifeng could say anything, Bibi Dong, who had been listening nearby, couldn't stand it anymore.
"What?!" Bibi Dong exclaimed in surprise, hurriedly standing in front of Ye Qifeng, her face full of anger. Pointing at Qian Daoliu, she launched into a tirade of abuse:
"Xiao Feng is only six years old! You won't even spare a child? You've got some nerve, Qian Daoliu! Are you even human?"
Qian Daoliu's face darkened upon hearing this; it was clear that Bibi Dong had misunderstood. He said:
"I meant when he grows up, not now."
"Even when they're older, it won't work," Bibi Dong said, her face darkening. "Stop trying to play matchmaker here; I don't agree!"
After saying that, Bibi Dong began to shoo people away without any politeness:
"If the High Priest has nothing else to attend to, return to your temple! Farewell, and don't bother seeing me off!"
After saying that, Bibi Dong turned her head away, not wanting to look at him anymore.
"Alright."
Qian Daoliu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but reveal a helpless bitter smile.
Bibi Dong is Xiaoxue's mother; if she disagrees, things could get a bit complicated.
However, Bibi Dong's opposition was within his expectations, and Qian Daoliu didn't seem to care much about it.
"There's plenty of time ahead. If it doesn't work out openly, I can secretly push things along. Hmm... it seems I need to write to Xiaoxue and tell her to seize the opportunity to take it." Qian Daoliu thought to himself.
With his mind made up, Qian Daoliu smiled warmly at Ye Qifeng and said:
"Young Ye, you're welcome to visit my Hall of Offerings sometime."
Having said that, Qian Daoliu vanished from the Papal Palace council hall in a flash.
(End of this chapter)