Chapter 27: Level 95 Dragon Douluo, Dragon Language? Second Martial Soul, Azure Silver Emperor!
Qian Xunji took a deep breath.
Heaven has been kind to me!
First came Bibi Dong, now comes Lan Yue!
This is the Heavenly Blessed Spirit Hall!
This is a sign that Spirit Hall is about to rise to power!
Spirit Hall will become great again under my leadership!
"Quick!"
Qian Xunji suddenly turned around and shouted loudly towards the outside of the hall:
"Announce it immediately!"
"Summon the Holy Maiden to the Palace!"
"I must meet this peerless genius in person!"
"Her Highness the Holy Maiden requests an audience—"
As the guards announced the news, the two heavy, gilded doors of the Papal Palace slowly opened to the sides.
Sunlight streamed in through the crack in the door, casting two long shadows on the floor.
Bibi Dong wore a light purple saintly gown, exuding a noble and elegant aura.
Beside Bibi Dong, a small, fair hand was being held tightly by her.
He was about six years old, with short, smooth, ice-blue hair and delicate features.
His large, sapphire-blue eyes exuded a lively and innocent charm.
It was Lan Yue.
Qian Xunji stood in the center of the hall, his gaze only lingering on Bibi Dong for a moment.
It quickly transferred to Lan Yue.
Is this Lan Yue?
A peerless prodigy with twin martial souls, innate full soul power, and a first spirit ring with a lifespan of 85,000 years.
The gloom that had been building up in Qian Xunji's heart because of the defeat at Seagod Island miraculously dissipated most of it the moment he saw Lan Yue.
This child... is good!
That's really great!
He didn't know if it was because Zhao Zi's previous description was too shocking, but it added a thick filter to Qian Xunji.
Looking at Lan Yue now, Qian Xunji felt that the child exuded an extraordinary aura.
Those clean and pure eyes, that upright little body, even the way he walked, all made him feel that this child was destined for greatness!
"This is... a blessing from the heavens for my Spirit Hall!"
Qian Xunji was overjoyed and could hardly contain his excitement.
He walked directly down the steps in front of the papal throne and quickly approached the two.
This was a rare occurrence for the Pope, demonstrating the importance he placed on Lan Yue.
Bibi Dong looked at Qian Xunji walking towards her, but she felt a different kind of emotion.
In the battle of Seagod Island, Spirit Hall suffered heavy losses. Although she was not the commander-in-chief, she did her best.
However, the saintess, on whom high hopes were placed, failed to bring back victory, and even the two elders who accompanied her perished.
This made her feel incredibly guilty and remorseful.
"Teacher..."
Bibi Dong bowed slightly, her voice low and tinged with barely concealed apology:
"This disciple is incompetent and has failed to fulfill the great trust placed in me by my teacher, bringing shame upon Spirit Hall. I beg my teacher for punishment."
Upon hearing Bibi Dong's words, Qian Xunji paused, and the smile on his face faded slightly.
But he quickly waved his hand, his tone quite magnanimous:
"Dong'er, don't blame yourself."
"The defeat at Poseidon Island is not your fault."
Qian Xunji sighed, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes:
"It was the intelligence department's incompetence and misleading decision-making that led to this tragedy."
Otherwise, with the strength of my Spirit Hall, how could two Title Douluo elders have fallen so easily?
"You were able to return safely from that desperate situation, which is a stroke of luck amidst misfortune. How could your teacher blame you?"
After calming Bibi Dong down, Qian Xunji's gaze once again turned intensely to Lan Yue beside her, his eyes filled with anticipation and curiosity:
"Instead of that, Dong'er, let's quickly introduce this... little genius to the teacher."
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong breathed a sigh of relief.
She keenly sensed Qian Xunji's attitude towards Lan Yue.
The undisguised affection and importance he showed even surpassed his initial attention to her.
It seemed that Yueyue's talent had truly impressed the teacher.
This was undoubtedly excellent news.
As long as Lan Yue received the full support of Spirit Hall, his future achievements were limitless.
Even... being able to stay by her side forever.
Thinking of this, Bibi Dong's originally somewhat heavy mood instantly brightened, and a proud smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.
She released Lan Yue's small hand, gently patted his shoulder, and softly encouraged him:
"Little Yueyue, don't be afraid."
"This is my teacher, and also His Holiness the Pope of Spirit Hall."
"Come on, show His Holiness the Pope your martial soul, let him know how powerful our Little Yueyue is."
Lan Yue nodded obediently.
He pretended to be a little shy.
He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and his young face was full of seriousness.
"Yes, sister."
As Lan Yue thought for a moment, a refreshing and vibrant surge of soul power instantly emanated from his body.
The next moment.
Countless crystal-clear, azure-blue blades of grass sprouted from the ground beneath Lan Yue's feet and spread rapidly.
Each leaf was adorned with pale golden veins, radiating a subtle regal aura.
Blue Silver Emperor!
And in the center of that magnificent Blue Silver Emperor.
A spirit ring, as black as ink yet faintly glowing with a dark red light, slowly rose and pulsed.
An 85,000-year-old spirit ring!
Genuine product at a fair price!
"Good!"
"What a remarkable 85,000 years!"
Qian Xunji looked at the spirit ring and nodded repeatedly, his eyes filled with admiration.
Even if he was the Pope, someone who had seen countless geniuses.
At this moment, he had to admit that this six-year-old child had broken all the common sense and ironclad rules of the Soul Master world.
And behind Qian Xunji.
Besides Yue Guan, Gui Mei, and Zhao Zi, there was also a tall, composed middle-aged man standing there.
He was dressed in dark gold armor, carrying a menacing halberd on his back, and the faint sound of a dragon's roar echoed around him.
This person was one of Qian Xunji's most trusted right-hand men, and a top combatant of Spirit Hall.
Titled "Dragon," a level 95 Super Douluo, and fluent in dragon language!
Long Xiaoyao couldn't help but shrink his pupils slightly, and exclaimed in genuine amazement:
"Incredible..."
The energy contained in this spirit ring is extremely violent; even a Soul King-level expert would likely explode and die if he absorbed it.
This child not only absorbed it, but also maintained a steady breathing pattern and a solid foundation—it's simply unheard of.
"Tsk tsk tsk..."
Newly crowned Title Douluo Yue Guan, with his delicate fingers raised, circled Lan Yue halfway around, his eyes filled with amazement:
"This little guy is not only handsome, but also has such extraordinary talent."
If this grows up, we old folks might not even have anywhere to stand.
Hearing the elders' praise, Qian Xunji was in an even better mood.
Qian Xunji waved his hand, his gaze fixed intently on Lan Yue, his tone filled with urgency and anticipation:
"Little one, according to Elder Zhao Zi's report, you possess twin martial souls?"
"Since your first martial soul is already so amazing, then let me see what your second martial soul is all about!"
Upon hearing this, Lan Yue nodded obediently.
With a slight thought, he slowly withdrew his martial soul and spirit ring.
Immediately afterwards, Lan Yue took a deep breath and summoned his second martial soul, the Azure Silver Emperor.
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