Chapter 186: The Elders' Test
"Martial Soul Fusion Skill?"
The old brothers beside Qian Daoliu were also shocked by his exclamation and turned to look at the young couple in the arena.
As if to confirm their suspicions, two beams of light, one blue and one gold, gradually merged together.
"Martial Soul Fusion Skill: Aurora Goddess!"
The blinding light and overwhelming aura forced the elders to cover their eyes and retreat several steps. After they regained their composure, they looked at the scene with disbelief.
A figure, clad in dazzling ice armor, with light golden hair and six pairs of wings behind her, appeared before them.
The woman's eyes were icy and piercing, looking down at the elders beneath her with an air of contempt.
"Now, can you accept the challenge?"
The seven elders remained stunned, unable to speak. It wasn't that they had never seen a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, but they had never encountered one of this magnitude.
After all, this was the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul. A divine Martial Soul Fusion Skill could not fail to amaze them!
"Big brother... tell me, am I dreaming?"
Qing Luan trembled as he pointed at the figure in the sky, wanting Qian Daoliu to confirm that it was just a trick.
After a few seconds of daze, Qian Daoliu finally regained his calm, followed by a surge of uncontainable joy!
"Good! Good! The heavens have blessed my Qian family with prosperity!"
"Second, you and the brothers go together and test this unparalleled divine Martial Soul Fusion Skill."
"Yes, big brother!"
Jin Crocodile, having shaken off his shock, called to the other five elders, and they walked toward the center of the plaza.
"Kid, and Xue'er, we accept your challenge!"
In Ning Bei's mind, he suddenly felt the excited consciousness of Qian Renxue. This was the first time she had seen such an expression from her elders.
Ning Bei comforted the little angel and then sent a thought to her.
"It's time, Xue'er!"
"Mm!"
Thirteen soul rings rose from the Aurora Goddess, and the Aurora Domain was activated, enveloping all six elders within it.
The elders immediately felt uncomfortable as the temperature fluctuated wildly, making them uneasy.
They released their Martial Souls and began to resist.
Seeing that the elders were ready, Ning Bei didn't want to test any longer. He figured if things went wrong, they could always use healing pills.
This thought was immediately sensed by Qian Renxue, who sent him an eye-roll in her mind. "Not your elders, huh!"
The Aurora Goddess raised her right hand, and the fifth soul ring of the Six-Winged Angel and the third soul ring of the Ice Empress flashed together.
"Holy Light Extreme Emperor Sword!"
A massive sword, several hundred meters long, slowly condensed above her head, emitting dazzling light and bone-chilling cold.
The elders, feeling the terrifying power on the Holy Sword, all changed their expressions, quickly summoning their Martial Souls and activating their defense skills.
"Fifth Soul Skill: Flame Barrier!"
"Sixth Soul Skill: Furious Golden Crocodile!"
"Sixth Soul Skill: Doomsday Wind Ball!"
"Eighth Soul Skill: Demon Dragon Spiral!"
With the elders fully prepared, the Aurora Goddess pressed her right hand down, and the Holy Sword, carrying a destructive force, pressed down on them.
A deafening boom echoed across the Ice God Hall plaza, followed by the release of intense light. Even Qian Daoliu's vision couldn't catch the situation on the battlefield.
He had to raise a soul power barrier to block the residual waves, feeling slightly anxious for his old brothers.
He hadn't expected that a Soul Saint like Qian Renxue would have such a powerful fusion skill.
Thankfully, he had only imagined it. If the old man had said it, little angel would've exploded! "My man can dislike me, but my grandpa? Dislike me too?"
Minutes later, the residual energy slowly dissipated, and the figures of the six elders appeared in the vision.
The most powerful, Jin Crocodile, maintained his Golden Crocodile form, cautiously looking at the figure in the sky.
Fierce Lion and Qing Luan, however, looked a bit disheveled. Their elegant ceremonial robes were torn, exposing their bodies.
Jiang Mo and Qian Jun, having the lowest cultivation, were covered in dozens of wounds, blood slowly trickling out.
The most unfortunate was Guang Ling, who specialized in a high-damage fighting style. With no defensive skills, he now looked utterly miserable.
He periodically spat blood, his body covered in frostbite, and his Martial Soul true form could no longer be maintained.
Seeing this, Qian Daoliu rushed over to Guang Ling's side, pulling him out of the battlefield.
"Old Five admits defeat, you can continue!"
The remaining five elders paused in shock. After glancing at Guang Ling's condition, their expressions darkened.
If they were defeated by two younger people, where would they put their old faces?
Thinking this, they also realized that Ning Bei wasn't someone they could easily deal with, so they stopped holding back, unleashing their strongest skills in unison.
"Ninth Soul Skill: Soul Crushing Sky-Shattering Roar."
"Eighth Soul Skill: Clear Sky Cloud Sea Sound."
"Ninth Soul Skill: All Living Things Crossing."
The terrifying soul power fluctuations instantly erupted in the sky above the plaza, with the roars of the Fierce Lion, the calls of Qing Luan, the two Dragon Spiral Staves flying through the air, and the Golden Crocodile King charging forward.
However, the Aurora Goddess in the sky showed no change in her expression. She slowly raised her hands in a bottle-holding posture, then slowly lowered them.
A cold voice seemed to pronounce the fate of the elders.
"Aurora Judgment!"
A fierce wave of cold emanated from her fists, distorting the space along its path, and it collided with the oncoming Golden Crocodile Douluo.
The Golden Crocodile instantly froze in midair, turning into an ice sculpture. After struggling with all his might to break free from the ice, he was once again enveloped in the cold, transforming into a lifelike ice sculpture.
The cycle repeated, and the Golden Crocodile was completely reduced to ice, falling to the center of the plaza, lifeless.
"Old Two!"
Qian Daoliu immediately felt a shock in his heart, but thinking that his granddaughter wouldn't go too far, he believed there would be a solution after the battle, and slowly let go of his concern.
The remaining elders didn't have time to observe the Golden Crocodile's situation, as their soul skills collided with the endless cold energy.
The massive energy wave spread out, and the four elders' full-strength attacks turned into ice flowers in the air, unable to pose any threat to Ning Bei and the little angel.
The four of them looked horrified. They had been cautious in their responses, but they had still underestimated the power of a divine-level Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
A bitter feeling spread in their hearts, and they could no longer resist in any meaningful way, slowly turning into ice blocks in the endless cold.
Ning Bei and Qian Renxue successfully completed the 2V6.
After the battle, the Aurora Goddess in the sky split into two.
Ning Bei quickly caught the exhausted Qian Renxue. The little angel hooked her arm around her man's neck, feeling his soul power flowing into her body, smiling softly.
"Bad guy, we really did it."
Ning Bei looked at the proud little angel, laughing as he pinched her nose.
"Is now really the time to celebrate? Aren't your old grandfathers just spoiling you for nothing?"
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Chapter 187: The Fourth Trial Completed
Ning Bei's words instantly woke up Qian Renxue, and she quickly turned her head to check the status of her grandfathers.
"Bad guy, hurry and help grandpa!"
"Now you're in a rush? Just a moment ago you were showing off!"
"Ugh, you're so annoying, go help them quickly!"
The little angel, embarrassed and angry, pinched Ning Bei's waist a few times and hurriedly urged him.
Ning Bei shook his head and shot Qian Renxue a glance. He didn't say anything more and moved over to the Golden Crocodile Douluo, releasing the ice binding on him.
As soon as Golden Crocodile was freed, he exhaled a long icy mist, shivering slightly before looking at Ning Bei with a complex expression.
"Young man, you're truly a force to be reckoned with!"
Qian Daoliu approached his old brother, checking his condition, and then sighed in relief.
Next, Ning Bei released the bindings on the others one by one. After they were freed, their expressions were just as complex as Golden Crocodile's.
"Masters, take these pills. They'll help with the frostbite inside your bodies!"
Ignoring the gazes of the elders, Ning Bei took out several Grade 5 Recovery Pills and threw them to them.
The elders didn't hesitate and immediately swallowed the pills. If Ning Bei wanted to harm them, he would've done so earlier; there was no need for him to offer them pills now.
After they swallowed the pills, the external injuries and internal frostbite slowly began to heal. Ning Bei then moved to Guang Ling Douluo's side and took out a Grade 6 Yin-Yang Life Soul Pill, handing it to him.
Guang Ling's injuries were more severe than the others, so Ning Bei gave him a higher-grade pill for assurance.
Less than half a minute after taking the pill, Guang Ling was revived, looking as lively as ever.
"You really surprised me, kid. I've agreed to your relationship with Xue'er."
Guang Ling's words were echoed by the other elders. To be able to defeat these old guys, no one would be more suitable to be Xue'er's husband than him.
Qian Renxue clenched her fists in happiness and then glanced at Ning Bei with a slight blush.
Ning Bei sensed this and turned his head to look at her, winking as if to say:
"See? I told you it would be easy."
The little angel proudly lifted her chin, as if replying to Ning Bei's teasing: "Your great power still depends on me, doesn't it?"
Ning Bei laughed and shook his head, not continuing the teasing. Just as he was about to be modest, a familiar voice echoed in his mind.
"Fourth Trial of the Ice God: Defeat the 98th-level Title Douluo Golden Crocodile. Current completion: 3/6."
"Fourth Trial of the Ice God: Defeat the 97th-level Title Douluo Qing Luan. Current completion: 4/6."
"Fourth Trial of the Ice God: Defeat the 97th-level Title Douluo Fierce Lion. Current completion: 5/6."
"Fourth Trial of the Ice God: Defeat the 96th-level Title Douluo Guang Ling. Current completion: 6/6."
"Fourth Trial of the Ice God: Defeat the 96th-level Title Douluo Qian Jun. Current completion: 7/6."
"Fourth Trial of the Ice God: Defeat the 96th-level Title Douluo Jiang Mo. Current completion: 8/6."
"Due to the tester exceeding the task requirements, the reward is as follows: Ice God affinity increased by 10%, soul bone age increased by 50,000 years, soul ring age increased by 50,000 years, and one divine soul ring granted."
Upon hearing this long list of notifications in his mind, Ning Bei's heart soared. It seemed that the fusion technique with the little angel really counted as his own strength.
Moreover, the rewards for this trial were incredibly generous.
Including the divine soul ring he received last time, Ning Bei now had two unused divine soul rings. Once he absorbed them, his strength would increase significantly, and reaching level 98 was no longer a problem.
As for level 99, Ning Bei felt uncertain, but there was no need to rush. There were still five more trials from the Ice God, and he had two more soul ring slots. There was no need to panic.
The little angel, seeing Ning Bei suddenly lost in thought, quickly shook his arm, worried.
"Hey, bad guy, are you hurt?"
Ning Bei, now awake, gave the little angel a reassuring smile.
"I'm not hurt."
"I completed the trial, and I exceeded expectations."
Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue's eyes lit up, and she happily shouted,
"Really? Our fusion technique can count as your strength? That's awesome!"
The little angel was so happy to have helped Ning Bei complete the trial. This meant she wasn't just a flower vase beside him.
The elders, overhearing their conversation, felt even more envious. After all these years, they were outdone by two kids. They felt they had no face to face the elders of the Spirit Hall.
"Masters, thank you for helping me complete the trial!"
Knowing it was time to be clever, Ning Bei walked to the elders and gave them a respectful bow. After all, they were the little angel's family, and respect was necessary.
Sure enough, seeing Ning Bei showing them respect, the elders' expressions softened, and the dissatisfaction in their hearts slowly faded.
Their thoughts began to shift. Seeing their granddaughter's husband with divine potential made them look at him with much warmer eyes.
"Bei'er, can I call you that?"
Upon hearing Qian Daoliu's question, Ning Bei quickly nodded. This was the real grandfather of the little angel.
Qian Daoliu nodded in satisfaction and then said,
"Let's head back to the Angel God Temple!"
The group gathered around Ning Bei, and with a flash of light, they returned to the Angel God Temple.
Qian Daoliu, stroking his beard, smiled as he looked at the two of them for a moment before speaking:
"I approve of your relationship with Xue'er."
"Thank you, Grandpa Qian, and thank you to all the other grandfathers. If you ever need my help, don't hesitate to ask."
Ning Bei quickly changed his way of addressing them, causing the elders to shake their heads and laugh.
The little angel didn't speak, but blushed and fiddled with her skirt.
After a glance at his granddaughter, Qian Daoliu sighed.
"Xue'er will still need to stay undercover in Tiandou City. Take good care of her; that's your base from now on."
"Don't worry, Grandpa Qian. Anyone who dares to harm a hair on Xue'er will have their bones ground to dust. Even if a god comes, it's the same!"
Thinking of the Rakshasa God who might interfere with the Angel God's trials in the future, Ning Bei's gaze turned cold, and the surrounding cold aura made the elders instinctively step back.
The elders looked at him curiously, wondering why he radiated such murderous intent when talking about gods.
Only Qian Daoliu, who knew some of the backstory, nodded in relief.
"Then I can rest easy leaving Xue'er in your care."
"You must have something to do with the Elite Soul Master Tournament in Soul Land, right?"
"Yes, my younger sister is in the second team of the Royal Fight."
"Alright, then go ahead. Xue'er hasn't been home in a while. Let her spend time with us old men, and I'm sure you wouldn't mind, would you?"
The teasing words made Ning Bei awkwardly smile and agree.
The little angel stomped her foot in annoyance beside him. "What's with these old men? Do I need the bad guy's permission to spend some time at home? Why does it seem like I'm clinging to him?"
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Chapter 188: What Did You Do to Bibi Dong?
After sending her lover to the entrance of the Spirit Hall, the little angel turned around, taking one last glance at Ning Bei before heading back to the Angel God Temple.
Ning Bei, seeing this, returned to the hotel arranged by the Prince's subordinates, waiting for the main group to arrive.
When they did arrive, Ning Bei was planning to take Dugu Yan to obtain her seventh soul ring.
Thinking about Yan's seventh soul ring, Ning Bei's heart stirred. His divine soul ring seemed like it could be given to her.
Unlike Qian Renxue, who had the Angel God's trial, Dugu Yan, if she didn't have special circumstances, would find it hard to have any connection with the gods in this lifetime.
And soul rings are also difficult to elevate. Giving her one of his divine soul rings could make up for some of this deficiency.
Since there were still five trials left, Ning Bei wasn't worried about running out of soul rings for himself, as the divine soul rings were usually given as rewards after completing the trials.
Thinking that the group would take some time to arrive in Soul Land, Ning Bei went directly to the Ice God Temple.
He planned to absorb the divine soul ring obtained from the third trial, which was the sixth soul ring of the Ice Sky Snow Girl.
Sitting cross-legged in the main hall, Ning Bei took out some pills and was about to swallow them.
"Are you planning to absorb your sixth soul ring?"
The voice of Tian Meng echoed in his mind, and before Ning Bei could respond, a loud "bang" sounded, and Tian Meng was kicked to the corner of the sea of consciousness.
The Snow Emperor's cold face appeared.
"I told you to show some respect to Lord Ice God."
Ning Bei chuckled, glancing at Tian Meng, who was lying motionless in the distance, and responded:
"That's right. Some rewards increase the years of already absorbed soul rings. It's better to fill up the rings early, so I don't lose out too much!"
The Snow Emperor and Ice Emperor nodded in understanding after hearing Ning Bei's explanation.
"Then, Lord Ice God, is there any progress with the fifth trial?"
Ning Bei shook his head. He hadn't considered this yet.
"Not yet, it will probably trigger at a specific time. We don't need to rush."
"Yes, Lord Ice God!"
Ning Bei helplessly looked at the Snow Emperor. Ever since she realized he was starting, she had been very respectful to him.
How should he put it? The respect felt a little too unfamiliar.
In Ning Bei's mind, those who helped him on his path to becoming a god were his companions, and he didn't want to be too distant from them.
But after a few mentions, the Snow Emperor acknowledged but didn't change much, so Ning Bei stopped pushing.
Over the years, it was actually the Ice Emperor, the little loli, who had become much closer to him. When they spoke, it was more like the way friends communicate, which made Ning Bei feel more at ease.
After some exchanges, Ning Bei didn't say much more, directly taking the pills and crushing the divine soul ring.
The Ice Sky Snow Girl's martial soul appeared behind him. Three orange, two red, and five soul rings appeared one after another. The sixth soul ring, representing the Ice Sky Snow Girl's sixth ring, was a light yellow soul ring, signaling the absorption process had begun.
Time passed slowly, and just like last time, the light yellow soul ring gradually deepened in color, slowly transforming into purple, then black, and finally red.
Days later, the sixth gold thread of the blood-red soul ring formed, and the seventh gold thread began to appear, indicating that 600,000 years was not Ning Bei's limit yet.
Tian Meng, the Snow Emperor, and the Ice Emperor clenched their fists at the sight, each sweating nervously. Every time Ning Bei absorbed a divine soul ring, they felt like they were holding their breath, as if their lives depended on it.
It was like when stock market investors bet everything they had on a stock—if the stock crashed, they could die on the spot. Even a slight fluctuation could pull their hearts into their throats.
When the seventh gold thread slowly formed, Ning Bei didn't stop his actions. The soul ring's years began moving towards 800,000 years.
The three rulers of the sea of consciousness were now extremely tense.
"I've already warned this kid... ugh!"
Tian Meng's complaint was interrupted by a cold stare from the Snow Emperor, who quickly changed his tone.
"I've already told Lord Ice God not to absorb too much, but he just doesn't listen."
"I believe Lord Ice God can succeed," the Ice Emperor added.
As time passed, a painful expression slowly appeared on Ning Bei's handsome face, signaling the soul ring's absorption was nearing its end.
After a long sigh, Ning Bei opened his eyes.
"Not up to 800,000 years? Well, it's still good, Lord Ice God."
The Snow Emperor's cold voice rang in his mind. Ning Bei nodded slightly.
"Yeah, my soul power level has reached level 98. I believe after a few more trials, I'll reach the level of a limit Douluo."
"Lord Ice God will definitely succeed!"
After finishing the soul ring absorption, Ning Bei returned to the hotel.
He went to his father's room after asking the Prince's attendants and found that Ning Fengzhi and the others had already arrived.
"Bei'er!"
Ning Fengzhi opened the door and smiled upon seeing his son. Ning Bei had told him earlier that he was going for the fourth trial.
"Father, my fourth trial is completed."
Sword and Bone were also in Ning Fengzhi's room, and upon hearing Ning Bei's words, they were both thrilled.
"That's great! Any progress with the fifth trial?"
Ning Bei shook his head slightly.
"Not yet, it might take some time to trigger."
Ning Fengzhi gave his son a strange look and asked in confusion,
"Did you complete the divine trial with the Title Douluo of the Spirit Hall? They didn't do anything extreme, did they?"
Sword and Bone were also slightly surprised when they heard Ning Fengzhi's words. Chen Xin immediately spoke up.
"Yeah, Bei'er, Spirit Hall isn't easy to deal with. Did they cause you any trouble?"
Seeing the worried expressions on the three of them, Ning Bei thought for a moment and decided it was time to change their view of Spirit Hall.
Releasing his soul power, he enveloped the entire room, blocking all potential surveillance.
The three of them understood that Ning Bei had something confidential to discuss, so they waited for him to speak.
"Father, grandfathers, there's no need to worry too much about Spirit Hall's actions."
"Why?"
Ning Fengzhi quickly asked, not wanting his son to fall into Spirit Hall's trap due to carelessness.
Ning Bei smiled, then playfully looked at Ning Fengzhi.
"Father, maybe in the future, the Pope of Spirit Hall will have the last name Ning. Do you still think we need to be on guard against them?"
"Huh?"
Ning Fengzhi was stunned, hardly believing what he was hearing. What did he just hear?
Even Sword and Bone were shocked, their eyes nearly popping out of their heads.
After a long pause, Gu Rong finally stammered, pointing at Ning Bei and stepping back dozens of steps!
"Bei'er, you... you... you... you got Bibi Dong pregnant?"
Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin, still confused about why the old man was so shocked, were now also terrified. They stepped back a few paces and looked at Ning Bei with horror.
This explanation made sense of what Ning Bei had just said. Could it be true that the Pope of Spirit Hall might have the last name Ning?
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Chapter 189: Dugu Yan's Divine Soul Ring
"Pfft!"
Ning Bei, who had been smiling smugly, nearly spat out a mouthful of blood and stumbled, almost falling to the ground.
"Is that what I meant?"
He then shot an accusing glare at Gu Rong. What on earth was wrong with this old man's thought process?
Gu Rong awkwardly smiled and, feeling embarrassed, returned to stand in front of Ning Bei.
"You didn't explain it clearly, did you? That little fox saintess is actually quite good, Bei'er, you did well!"
With another attempt to guess, Gu Rong smiled broadly, patting Ning Bei on the shoulder and giving him a thumbs-up.
"Bei'er, why didn't you discuss this with your father first?"
Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin also exchanged strange glances at Ning Bei, seemingly finding this new theory somewhat more plausible.
Seeing the three of them going off track, Ning Bei was getting irritated and slapped Gu Rong's hand away.
"Father, grandfathers, I don't know that little fox saintess. I wasn't talking about her and her master-disciple pair. Wait until I bring your daughter-in-law to meet you, and you'll understand."
"Now, stop guessing wildly. Anyway, Spirit Hall will never become an enemy, that's for sure."
Upon hearing this, Gu Rong scratched his head awkwardly. Did he guess wrong again?
What responded to him was Ning Bei's eye roll and an expression of "you'll figure it out."
Ning Fengzhi pondered for a moment. Although still confused, he didn't press further about Spirit Hall. He trusted that Ning Bei had his own plans.
Instead, he became curious about the daughter-in-law he had never met. From Ning Bei's tone, it seemed that this girl wasn't Dugu Yan, whom he had already approved. This thought made him feel a bit impatient.
"Can you tell me who this girl is?"
"I can't, but I'll bring her to you later. I don't want you accidentally ruining any plans after you know."
Ning Bei worried that once Ning Fengzhi knew Qian Renxue's identity, he might let something slip in front of Xue Ye. Though the chances were slim—after all, Ning Fengzhi was a crafty old fox—he couldn't take the risk.
Ning Fengzhi reluctantly nodded. Then, as if a thought crossed his mind, he shot Ning Bei an annoyed glare.
"Did you rope me into this too?"
Upon hearing this, Sword and Bone were both surprised, then turned to Ning Bei with a stern expression. Their message was clear.
"Did you drag us old men into this too?"
Ning Bei could only laugh awkwardly and scratch his head.
"It's not a big deal. I was just worried that you'd slip up after finding out, and a seamless act is the most natural, right?"
Seeing that the three were about to say something else, Ning Bei quickly opened the door and walked out.
"I'll go check on Yan Zi and won't disturb you while you continue your tea."
The three exchanged glances, sighed, and shook their heads before dropping the matter. They knew that Ning Bei would speak up when needed.
After confirming Dugu Yan's whereabouts, Ning Bei knocked on her door.
When Dugu Yan saw who it was, her eyes lit up, but then her smile turned into a cold sneer.
"Oh? Our young master Ning came to Soul Land ahead of time to find some young lady? Only remembered me, your old acquaintance, now?"
Great, it was her fault for not bringing Dugu Yan along to Soul Land, and now she was left behind.
Ning Bei didn't explain further. He pushed open the door and gave her a deep kiss, not stopping until Dugu Yan was patting his back, begging for mercy.
"Phew, phew! Are you trying to kill me?"
After covering her cheek with numerous kisses, he finally released her amid her mock scolding and laughter.
"By the way, why did you come to Soul Land ahead of time?"
Dugu Yan pouted, expressing her dissatisfaction. She had clearly agreed to go soul hunting with him.
"Well, I had to complete the fourth trial. So, I came to Soul Land ahead of time."
As expected, upon hearing this, the irritation in Dugu Yan's heart disappeared instantly. Her cheeks turned rosy, and a smile quickly appeared on her face.
"Really? Did you complete it?"
"Of course! When your man takes action, is there anything that can't be done?"
"Tch! Showing off again!"
Dugu Yan gave him a look of disdain and turned her head away.
Ning Bei chuckled and then dramatically placed his hand over his heart, pretending to be hurt.
"Yan Zi, you've really let me down. I was in such a hurry to complete the trial for you, and this is how you speak to me?"
Dugu Yan's expression froze for a moment before she angrily said:
"Why does your trial have anything to do with me?"
"Heh! You little ungrateful wolf! Let me remind you, not only is your man's power stronger, but you'll also have a more solid foundation."
"Let's just say, this trial's reward is something you can use. How does it not concern you?"
"Ah!"
Dugu Yan was stunned for a moment, her beautiful eyes wide as she stared at Ning Bei, seemingly asking what she could use.
"You mean the harder Night Light Soul Bone?"
"Pfft!"
Ning Bei nearly spat blood. This woman had completely turned into an old flirt. Not only was her mind impure, but she was also shameless enough to say it out loud without even blushing.
Enraged, Ning Bei flipped Dugu Yan over onto his lap and used his self-created soul skill, the Dragon Seizing Eighteen Palms, to take the high ground.
The crisp sounds echoed through the room, but to his surprise, Dugu Yan didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, after the soul skill, she laughed out loud, "Heh, heh."
This made Ning Bei lose interest. It seemed that his self-created soul skill would only be useful on the little angel, who had a thinner skin.
Helplessly pulling Dugu Yan up, he scolded her:
"Do you realize your mistake now?"
"The Lord of Medicine is amazing. I am completely convinced!"
Her teasing smile and words made Ning Bei feel a little frustrated, but there was nothing he could do. After all, he had created this flirt.
Not saying more, he took out the divine soul ring and presented it in front of her.
"What is this?"
Dugu Yan looked at the light sphere in Ning Bei's hand, her eyes filled with confusion.
"The divine soul ring."
"The divine soul ring? Can I use it?"
Dugu Yan stared at Ning Bei with wide eyes, looking slightly dazed, as though asking what exactly she could use it for.
"Exactly. You can absorb as many years as you are capable of, and this divine soul ring will assist you in gathering that soul ring power."
"Really?"
Dugu Yan's eyes lit up, but after a moment, they dimmed again.
"Forget it. It would be too wasteful for me to use something so good. If you use it, you'll definitely get more than a 100,000-year soul ring."
Seeing the treasure right before her but not feeling moved, Ning Bei's heart softened. He gently kissed her cheek.
"Don't worry, I'll still have divine trials later. You don't need to worry about me."
"Really? You're not lying to me?"
Seeing the subtle movement in Dugu Yan's eyes, Ning Bei nodded affirmatively.
"Of course it's true. Take it quickly."
"Maybe you should give it to me after you don't need soul rings. I don't need to absorb it for now."
Dugu Yan once again suppressed her eagerness, hesitantly speaking.
"Aiya, just take it. You wouldn't want to go out with me and have people point fingers at us later, would you?"
"Why would they point at me?"
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Chapter 190: Bibi Dong's Summon
Seeing the woman about to argue with him, Ning Bei coughed lightly and started imitating various passerby voices.
"You see, that's Lady Dugu Yan, the wife of the Lord of Medicine, I've heard she's only a Soul Emperor."
"That's right, I've heard she doesn't even have a 100,000-year-old soul ring? Tsk tsk, better not to think too much about it."
"I've heard even the pets raised by the Lord of Medicine are 100,000-year-old soul beasts. She probably doesn't receive much attention from him!"
"That's right, she must be clinging to the Lord of Medicine shamelessly!"
As Ning Bei imitated, he noticed Dugu Yan's face growing darker and quickly stopped his mischief.
"Ah! I'll strangle you! Tell me, is this what you really think?"
Sure enough, Dugu Yan, flushed with embarrassment and anger, immediately used her self-created soul skill, causing the Lord of Medicine Douluo to beg for mercy.
"So why don't you just take it already? Why are you being so polite to me?"
"Hmph!"
Dugu Yan gave a soft snort, took the glowing orb from Ning Bei's hand, and then planted a kiss on him. Although Ning Bei had teased her, she understood that he just wanted to provoke her, and she wasn't the type of woman who couldn't take a joke.
"Thanks, A Bei!"
"No problem, just don't refuse when I treat you to some puff pastry soul bones later."
Dugu Yan rolled her eyes at him, but didn't refuse. Her face was flushed with a rosy hue.
Just as Ning Bei was about to stay by her side while she absorbed the soul ring, a knock came at the door. Both of them exchanged puzzled glances, unsure who it was.
"Is it Rongrong and the others?"
Dugu Yan muttered as she walked over to open the door.
A shadowy, gloomy face nearly startled Dugu Yan, causing her to quickly retreat to Ning Bei's side to feel a little safer.
"Who are you?"
The shadowy figure didn't answer Dugu Yan's question but turned to face Ning Bei.
"Kid, the Pope has ordered you to meet with her!"
"Kid?"
A cold smile appeared on Ning Bei's face. He hadn't been called "kid" by anyone, other than his elders or the fierce beasts of the Star Dou Forest, in a long time.
Wait, there was also Tianmeng who called him that, but Snow Empress would take care of him.
"Get lost. I'm not going."
The figure froze for a moment, as if he thought he had misheard.
"Kid, are you looking for death?"
Ning Bei couldn't be bothered to waste more words. He had already guessed the figure's identity—the Ghost Douluo, one of Bibi Dong's subordinates.
A 98th-level Super Douluo's aura immediately pressed down on the figure.
Caught off guard, the figure nearly collapsed to the ground. He staggered, trying to regain his balance while trembling and trying to resist.
His eyes were filled with terror as he looked at the young man before him.
"You… you…"
"What? Go back and ask Bibi Dong if she dares to speak to me like that. Who does this little ghost think he is, hopping around everywhere?"
The figure paused, then looked at Ning Bei with an expression of dismay.
"Are you trying to declare war on Spirit Hall? That's too reckless!"
In the next moment, Ning Bei disappeared from his position and sent the figure flying with a lightning-fast kick. Since the figure didn't want to maintain any dignity, Ning Bei would give him some dignity.
Dugu Yan stood there, stunned, watching her man. She blinked once, and the shadow at the door had already disappeared.
Ning Bei clapped his hands and turned to see the woman staring at him, dumbfounded.
"What's wrong, scared silly?"
Dugu Yan was snapped out of her thoughts by his waving hand, and after regaining her senses, she looked at him with a hint of amusement.
"So you really held back when we were together earlier. You're way too fast!"
"Pfft!"
Ning Bei almost spat out blood. Was this woman okay?
He took a step forward, grabbed Dugu Yan's cute face, and stretched it.
"Who's fast?"
"Old vinegar!"
Realizing the double meaning in her words, Dugu Yan quickly apologized, not wanting to feel the pain of his "lightning-speed" technique.
"By the way, who was that person earlier? So arrogant?"
"Ghost Douluo from Spirit Hall."
"Ghost Douluo?"
Dugu Yan gasped. She had heard her grandfather mention this person many times, and she never imagined he would be kicked out of the hotel by her man just like that.
"Well, how about it? Isn't your man awesome?"
As Dugu Yan came to her senses, she saw her man being smug again. She rolled her eyes at him.
"Are you planning to try out my self-created soul skill again?"
"Uh…"
After chatting for a while, Ning Bei urged Dugu Yan to continue absorbing the divine soul ring.
However, once again, a knock interrupted them. Ning Bei, irritated, opened the door, only to see a seductive face smiling at him.
The smile sent a chill down Ning Bei's spine, and he quickly retreated several steps in alarm.
The man wasn't bothered by his reaction and, with his hand placed delicately on his waist, spoke:
"Sir, Her Majesty the Pope has requested your presence. Please grace us with your presence!"
The man's eerie voice made both Ning Bei and Dugu Yan feel a chill. Dugu Yan shuddered and rubbed her arms in discomfort.
The man's identity was clear—another one of the Hēnghā generals, Ju Douluo Yue Guan.
Ning Bei looked at him with a strange expression. Had Bibi Dong or Ghost Douluo warned him? Why was he being so polite?
After thinking for a moment, Ning Bei turned to Dugu Yan.
"Rest for a bit. I'll be back soon to watch over you."
Dugu Yan clearly understood his meaning and nodded obediently.
"You go ahead. I'll wait for you!"
Ning Bei glanced at Yue Guan before heading out.
"Let's go."
"Please."
Yue Guan, clearly determined to maintain his manners, followed Ning Bei, keeping a step behind.
Upon reaching the high walls of Spirit Hall, Ning Bei didn't pause and simply walked in.
The guards, seeing Ju Douluo behind him, didn't dare to stop him and bowed respectfully to the two.
"By the way, why does the Pope want to see me? You two came all the way to fetch me. Is there an urgent matter?"
"I'm not sure what Her Majesty the Pope's intentions are, but she just asked us to bring you to meet her."
Ning Bei nodded and, not wanting to bother Yue Guan further, passed through a grand plaza until the magnificent Pope's Hall appeared before him.
Entering the hall with Yue Guan, Ning Bei saw a familiar figure seated on a high throne.
With deep pink hair tied behind her and the luxurious crown of the Pope adding elegance, Bibi Dong lazily supported her chin with one hand, crossing her legs. The dark high heels, adorned with gemstones, swayed rhythmically as her half-closed eyes followed Ning Bei's approach.
"Your Majesty, Ning Bei has arrived."
"Mhm, you may leave."
The seductive, authoritative voice echoed through the hall. Yue Guan nodded and left, leaving only Bibi Dong and Ning Bei in the vast hall.
Ning Bei studied her curiously. Her eyes now had a mix of unspoken complexity and a hint of wariness.
Ning Bei couldn't help but wonder if she was on something.
Neither of them spoke at first, simply staring at each other.
Bibi Dong casually tapped the armrest of her throne, seemingly lost in thought.
After a long silence, Ning Bei couldn't stand the atmosphere any longer and broke the silence:
"I say, Your Majesty, did you call me here just to see you slacking off?"