Chapter 74 A Twelve-Year-Old Soul King?! Shocking Seven Treasures Blue Lightning!
A short while later, Bibi Dong stood up and took a few steps forward.
Scanning the crowd below, she said calmly, "Everyone, welcome to our Spirit Hall."
"Today is the auspicious day of my disciple Jiang Nian's coronation as a Holy Son."
"Our Spirit Hall will certainly give you all a proper welcome."
Congratulations erupted in the hall.
After the silence subsided, Bibi Dong, holding her scepter, looked towards the outside.
"Come in."
Jiang Nian, who had been waiting outside for some time, prepared to enter after hearing her words.
"Little Jiang, you looked so handsome today! I wonder how many princesses and young ladies from those noble families will fall for you." The little blond boy pouted, seemingly not very happy.
Jiang Nian chuckled, "Alright, Teacher called me."
The two watched his retreating figure, secretly observing him from outside the hall.
Qian Renxue peeked out, scanning the unfamiliar faces.
Especially the women!
The guests, elders, and emcees on both sides all focused their attention on him, their hearts stirred.
Such a handsome young man truly deserved the position of Holy Son. He was dignified and full of youthful vigor. His entire being exuded a gentle and approachable aura.
"Wow~" Ning Rongrong, her little hand held by Ning Fengzhi, widened her eyes as the young man brushed past her. Driven by her longing for beautiful things, she couldn't help but sigh.
Chen Xin's eyes flashed with interest. He seemed to sense the aura of a sword emanating from this young man…
Could it be a sword martial spirit?
At such a young age, he wondered what level he had cultivated to.
"The Holy Son seems quite gentle; his personality is probably worlds apart from Bibi Dong's…"
Ning Fengzhi stared at his retreating figure, then suddenly turned to look at his precious daughter beside him.
The two didn't seem to be that much older...
Jiang Nian walked to the front of the hall, clasped his hands in a respectful bow, and said, "Teacher."
Bibi Dong nodded slightly, a smile playing on her lips: "Little Nian, come up here."
"Yes."
Everyone was surprised, not expecting this usually emotionless Pope to show such kindness.
It seemed she valued her disciple highly...
Jiang Nian walked up to Bibi Dong, waiting for her to speak.
"Everyone, let me introduce you."
"This is my disciple, named Jiang Nian."
"Twelve years old this year, level fifty-four Battle Soul King."
Upon hearing this, everyone present was stunned.
The atmosphere in the entire hall became extremely strange.
Bibi Dong saw their astonished expressions and couldn't help but feel secretly pleased.
However, on the surface, she remained calm and composed.
Half a minute later.
The Pope's Hall erupted in chatter, clearly not believing Bibi Dong's words.
Twelve years old, level fifty-four?
Damn, level thirty-four is already terrifying, and you're telling us he's already a Battle Soul King?!
What's the point of playing games? Just jump over there.
Yu Yuanzhen, the sect leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect, and Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, stared dumbfounded at the handsome, tall man on the stage, their thoughts a jumble of emotions.
"Xiao Nian," Bibi Dong gave him a look, and the latter whispered, "Teacher, isn't that unnecessary..."
Jiang Nian didn't want to reveal his strength in front of so many people. If he went out in the future, wouldn't he be surrounded by onlookers wherever he went?
Bibi Dong continued to look at him. A few seconds later, Jiang Nian could only activate his martial soul, and the soul rings beneath his feet lit up.
Yellow, purple, black, and dark.
This combination of soul rings garnered another wave of shock.
No one could remain calm.
Especially upon seeing the colors of the second and fourth soul rings, their pupils suddenly dilated.
"A thousand years... ten thousand years... this is impossible..."
Chen Xin muttered to himself, his gaze towards Jiang Nian filled with solemnity.
If this boy were allowed to grow up, wouldn't he become another Qian Daoliu?
At that time, the name of the continent's number one weapon spirit would probably have to be changed...
He might even become a Title Douluo in his twenties!
Chen Xin gasped, his apprehension towards the Spirit Hall deepening.
No matter what, even if they couldn't be friends in the future, they couldn't become enemies.
Jiang Nian put away his spirit spirit and looked down at the crowd with Bibi Dong.
The sects and families reacted, their congratulations resounding throughout the sky.
They all knew that this boy's future as a super-powerful expert was a foregone conclusion.
This age, this combination of spirit rings... it was unprecedented in the entire history of the continent.
Perhaps, he could even lead the Spirit Hall to another level.
Some shrewd individuals were already planning for the future.
Many young ladies, princesses, and noblewomen who had come all focused their gazes on Jiang Nian, their hearts subtly stirred.
Noticing the bold gazes, Bibi Dong glanced at them, causing many to lower their heads in fear.
Even the little witch Ning Rongrong dared not meet her eyes.
"Alright, let the coronation ceremony officially begin."
The ceremony proceeded in an orderly fashion.
Jiang Nian followed the host's instructions step by step.
By the time it ended, it was already noon.
After the coronation ceremony, many people quickly left Wuhun City, while many others remained at the banquet. Chen Xin and Ning Fengzhi whispered to each other, both agreeing that they should not antagonize the Wuhun Hall.
As for Jiang Nian, they should try to befriend him if possible.
Such a prodigy might only appear once every thousand years.
Perhaps in the future, he might even be able to glimpse the legendary gods.
Night.
Many people had already left Wuhun City.
As for how chaotic things were outside, it was temporarily irrelevant to him.
"Teacher, I want to leave in three days."
"Don't you want to stay a few more days?"
"Um...the sooner you go, the sooner you come back."
Bibi Dong silently gazed at his cheek, subconsciously raising her hand to stroke it.
But when he looked up, he couldn't help but sigh, "That little guy has grown so much."
Yes... he really has.
His head... no, his height.
"This is your first long trip, take this soul tool, and this to restore soul power, and..."
Jiang Nian was stuffed with a whole bunch of things, and he couldn't even keep up with her pace of packing.
"Teacher, that's enough! I'm not going to destroy a country..."
"Not enough!"
"..."
Bibi Dong, feeling that Jiang Nian's safety was somewhat guaranteed, finally calmed down.
"Stay here for the next few days and keep your teacher company."
"Understood?"
Jiang Nian nodded, indicating he understood.
He finally got to go out, and he had to let loose.
"Same as always, get me some bathwater, I want to take a bath."
With that, Bibi Dong swayed her hips and left, her back view exuding charm.
Jiang Nian took a deep breath and turned to walk towards the bathroom.
Three days, just three more days!
After cheering himself on, Jiang Nian couldn't wait to boil water.
As for Bibi Dong, she sat on the edge of the bed, lost in thought.
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