"The first spirit ring in a millennium."
In the Papal Palace,
the Pope, wearing a nine-curved purple-gold crown, put down the intelligence report in his hand and rubbed his temples.
"Yes, such talent is truly unprecedented in three thousand years."
A woman in black bowed.
"When she awakened her spirit, she registered the Spirit Eye spirit, but her first spirit ring was registered as the Goddess of Light Butterfly spirit. Heh, twin spirits."
"Yes."
"At six years old, she was already a level thirteen spirit master."
"Yes."
"Without any trace of a sect or power, she is truly just a commoner."
"Yes."
Bibi Dong slightly raised her eyes to look at the woman in black and asked softly, "What do you think I should do to recruit this genius? Would it be good to make her the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall?"
"Hmm? This..." The woman in black was stunned. She felt the price was too high. Was becoming the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall something that could be done casually?
Bibi Dong chuckled softly, "If nothing unexpected happens, this little guy will definitely surpass me in the future. I didn't have such talent and strength when I was six."
"How could that be?"
"Have Elder Ju bring this child back." Bibi Dong made her decision.
"Yes."
The woman in black withdrew.
Bibi Dong sat on the Pope's throne, her thoughts drifting into the distance,
"Hehe, surnamed Yuan,
is your surname Yuan
or Qian?"
Ever since Yuan Ling'er's first soul ring in a thousand years was exposed at Barak Junior Academy,
various forces flocked to see what kind of person this little genius was and whether she could be used by their sects or families.
According to the thinking of ordinary people,
they might already regret why they were so arrogant,
but Yuan Ling'er was not an ordinary person,
and neither was Yuan Xunlu.
According to Yuan Xunlu's thinking, let his little one be arrogant for a while.
He was a legitimate Title Douluo without any wanted status.
Did he have to become a stray dog like some Hammer Douluo?
Of course,
the price of arrogance was that Yuan Xunlu had to be responsible for Yuan Ling'er's security. Every day, many spies and people with ill intentions would come to spy on her, and Yuan Xunlu's task was to knock them all unconscious.
"Sigh, I've hidden myself too well these past few years, otherwise these bastards wouldn't dare to come even if they had a hundred lives. Maybe I should just reveal my identity. What's this called?
The Dragon King Returns?!"
After knocking out two strange uncles who had been sneaking around and staring at Yuan Ling'er,
Yuan Xunlu was about to leave
when he saw an old acquaintance on the way.
It was a stunningly beautiful man with skin as delicate as a baby's. If Yuan Xunlu hadn't noticed his small Adam's apple, he probably would have mistaken him for a woman.
Chrysanthemum Douluo,
Yue Guan.
"What does this guy want?"
Yuan Xunlu was speechless. Although he knew that the Spirit Hall would send someone to contact Yuan Ling'er, he really didn't expect that it would be a Title Douluo himself.
"Let's see what Chrysanthemum Douluo wants first."
Yuan Xunlu turned around and hid.
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, known as Chrysanthemum Douluo, had clearly not yet discovered Yuan Xunlu, even though they were both at the same level, level 95.
Chrysanthemum Douluo arrived at the Barak Junior Soul Master Academy, ignoring the gatekeeper and heading straight in to find Yuan Ling'er.
Soon,
he saw Yuan Ling'er on the playground. *
Biu~
* Chrysanthemum Douluo, with a smile on his face, stood before Yuan Ling'er and greeted her warmly:
"Little sister."
Yuan Ling'er looked up and saw this beautiful 'older sister.'
Although she had also reached the Title Douluo level in her previous life, she obviously didn't recognize Chrysanthemum Douluo, since he had long since died
when she became a Title Douluo . So, Yuan Ling'er asked, "Who are you?" "Let me introduce myself. I am an elder of the Spirit Hall, titled: Chrysanthemum." Chrysanthemum Douluo was on a secret mission this time, so he didn't wear the crimson robe that represented his status; otherwise, given his flamboyant personality, who knows how much of a spectacle he would have made. "A Title Douluo?"
A-Jie and Lu Wei were quite familiar with Yuan Ling'er; they were basically wherever Yuan Ling'er was. Plus, Ju Hua Guan hadn't tried to hide anything, so they overheard Ju Douluo's self-introduction.
"That's right," Ju Hua Guan said arrogantly, "There are too many people here, come with me."
After saying that,
Ju Hua Guan planned to lead Yuan Ling'er to a quiet place, but
after taking a few steps,
she realized Yuan Ling'er was still standing in the same spot.
"I'm not stupid." Yuan Ling'er didn't believe Ju Hua Guan's lie. If she really went into the woods with him, no one would even know if she died.
Ju Hua Guan had no choice. She frowned and said to the two little brats, A-Jie and Lu Wei, "You two go away."
Lu Wei and A-Jie exchanged a glance and chuckled.
No one paid any attention to this beautiful older sister.
"Sister, although you're very pretty, we're the president's people, you know," Lu Wei said proudly.
For some reason, when Ju Hua Guan heard this kid say that, she thought of herself.
I am Yue Guan ,
the number one henchman under His Majesty the Pope of the Spirit Hall ! Feeling deeply humiliated, Ju Huaguan sneered, "Heh, I don't have time to play with you guys." Yuan Ling'er's expression changed upon sensing the soul power fluctuations emanating from Ju Huaguan, which were no less than her father's. Damn, this sister is a Title Douluo! "Don't worry, tell the others to step back. Ju Huaguan won't hurt you." Yuan Ling'er suddenly heard a voice transmission— it was her father's voice! With her father's support, Yuan Ling'er felt much more relaxed. She waved to A-Jie and Lu Wei, "You two step back." "Yes." After Lu Wei and A-Jie left, Yuan Ling'er spoke, "Sister..." "I'm a man." Ju Huaguan's face darkened. "But you look like a girl, really beautiful." "Thank you~" Hearing Yuan Ling'er's praise, Ju Huaguan appeared calm on the surface, but his voice actually rose with excitement. Dad was right after all; he's a cross-dresser. Yuan Ling'er, though thinking something incredibly impolite, elegantly said to Chrysanthemum Douluo, "I know Elder Chrysanthemum's purpose in coming, but please allow me to refuse to join the Spirit Hall." "Hmm?" Chrysanthemum Douluo's smile vanished instantly, his expression turning cold. "Do you know what the Spirit Hall means? You actually intend to refuse its invitation." It means your future will be destroyed by Tang San. Yuan Ling'er mentally added insult to injury. However, she couldn't say such things to Chrysanthemum Douluo's face. Yuan Ling'er simply continued to emphasize, "I don't intend to join the Spirit Hall." Chrysanthemum Douluo sized her up, half-jokingly, half-threateningly saying, "The Spirit Hall isn't exactly a benevolent organization, you know that?" "I know. In fact, no organization or force is benevolent. The tallest tree in the forest catches the most wind; I've become a thorn in everyone's side." "Good that you know." "But Elder Chrysanthemum, do you know why I've been so arrogant for so long without any trouble?" "Hmm?" "Because I'm a Title Douluo." Yuan Ling'er's smile was elegant and confident, and coupled with her past life's Limit Douluo aura, she actually managed to appease Chrysanthemum Douluo for a moment. Then, Chrysanthemum Douluo, enraged, decided not to give Yuan Ling'er a friendly look. His Holiness the Pope had given the order: if Yuan Ling'er didn't agree to join the Spirit Hall, kill her! "You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to drink the penalty cup." The angrier Chrysanthemum Douluo became, the more composed Yuan Ling'er grew. "Elder Chrysanthemum, are you sure you want to make an enemy of a Title Douluo?" "Heh." Chrysanthemum Douluo chuckled sinisterly. "Are you playing me? You're only six years old! Where would you find a six-year-old Title Douluo?! I've lived all these years and never seen one!" "Eh~ Today you 've seen one." One yellow, two purple, four black, and two red spirit rings surrounded Yuan Ling'er. The powerful aura almost made Chrysanthemum Douluo breathless. Yuan Ling'er smiled elegantly: "My title is: Spirit Butterfly." "..." Chrysanthemum Douluo. (End of Chapter)