Chapter 4, First Soul Skill! Conan Dong is online!
Ten minutes later, Lin Fan finally opened his eyes. His cultivation had become completely stable, and the dark green light receded into his body.
His cultivation level has reached level 14.
He stood up, stretched his limbs, making a popping sound like beans, and a confident smile appeared on his lips:
"Teacher, I haven't let you down, have I?"
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong immediately felt a burning pain on her face.
Bibi Dong's expression was complicated, but she quickly composed herself.
"good."
Just two words were enough to make Yue Guan and Gui Mei exchange a glance, secretly alarmed.
Her Holiness the Pope rarely praises anyone, so to receive a simple "not bad" from her is already a very high compliment.
"Show me your first soul skill..." Bibi Dong said calmly, "Attack me."
"Alright!" Lin Fan responded loudly without hesitation—the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor Martial Soul instantly possessed him!
Its forehead was covered with dark green spiderweb patterns, its back emitted a ghostly light, six dark green spider legs burst out of its body, and the backs of its hands suddenly emitted a dark green light, elongated and hardened, and transformed into two sharp spider sickles.
A yellow spirit ring rose up beneath his feet.
"Teacher, you must be careful." As he spoke, the six spider spears on Lin Fan's back, along with his spider spear-shaped arms, gathered in front of him at the same time. A strong dark green light suddenly rose up along with the flash of his first soul ring. The eight spears rose up at the same time, slashing out eight crescent-shaped dark green lights in front of him.
"First Soul Skill, Crescent Moon!"
boom--!
The light blade tore through the air, slashing straight at Bibi Dong like a crescent moon. The aftershocks cleaved the ground, creating a deep trench dozens of meters long, turning vegetation to ashes!
Just as the blade of light was about to strike, Bibi Dong casually raised her right hand, and a barrier of soul power appeared, shattering the crescent-shaped blade of light into a shower of light.
"The power is not bad, but after using this move, I'm afraid your soul power is less than 30% of what it used to be…" Bibi Dong continued to analyze: "The power of this soul skill far exceeds the level of an ordinary 700-year soul ring! It has reached the level of a 1000-year soul ring."
"It consumes the most soul power, but it's comparable to the full-force attack of a three-ring Soul Master of the Power Attack type."
"Teacher, I'm not done yet!" Lin Fan grinned, crossed his spider scythes, and slashed out two more solid and sharp crescent-shaped blades of light, so fast that the air itself seemed to whistle!
But Bibi Dong easily blocked the two light blades with a wave of her hand.
Lin Fan was not surprised at all that Bibi Dong could easily block his attack, nor did he have any other thoughts.
The Pope before us is a Limit Douluo!
It would be shocking if someone had to use their soul skill to block their own attack.
"I can keep using this soul skill until my soul power is exhausted, and these moon blades are infused with the poison of the Soul-Devouring Spider King."
"With my current total soul power, after unleashing ten moon blades, my soul power will be almost depleted."
"Oh? You little rascal, you've given me quite a few surprises. It's only a seven-hundred-year soul ring, but its effect is almost the same as my fifty-thousand-year soul ring..." Bibi Dong raised her eyebrows slightly, becoming more and more interested in Lin Fan. "Since you've already hunted a soul ring, let's head back."
The night was as dark as ink. The Soul Beast Forest was not far from Wuhun City, and it was already evening when the group returned.
Yue Guan and Gui Mei bowed to Bibi Dong and took their leave, their figures quickly disappearing into the street. Bibi Dong glanced at Lin Fan indifferently and said, "Follow me."
The two walked one after the other through the bustling streets of Wuhun City. The soul masters on both sides of the street bowed their heads in respect upon seeing His Holiness the Pope, but their eyes couldn't help but drift towards the young man following behind—who exactly was this young man, being personally led by the Pope?
Soon, they arrived at a quiet little villa in front of the Papal Palace. The villa was small, but it was exquisite in every detail.
Bibi Dong pushed open the door, gesturing for Lin Fan to follow.
The room was lavishly furnished, decorated primarily in Bibi Dong's favorite purple and gold tones. Bibi Dong sat down on the sofa, her fingertips lightly tapping the armrest, her gaze falling on Lin Fan: "Sit."
Lin Fan sat down as instructed, his back straight and his gaze calm.
Although he didn't understand why the teacher had called him over, he could only obediently listen.
"Your performance has indeed exceeded my expectations."
"Teacher, you flatter me. I was just lucky."
"I'm sorry, what I'm about to say might make you feel a little uncomfortable." Bibi Dong had a serious expression on her face. "Luck? If this is luck, you can awaken two top-level martial souls that are completely unrelated to your parents. In addition, you took 700 years to complete the first ring. You have been training hard and improving your physical fitness since you were a child. I can explain this to you with self-discipline."
"But with training from a young age, plus the added benefits of twin martial souls to the body, anyone with a single martial soul would believe that they could achieve the number one spirit ring in seven hundred years... But sorry, I am also a twin martial soul master~"
"All of this cannot be explained by luck."
What secret do you have?
"My good apprentice~"
Lin Fan scratched his head and didn't reply.
Although he maintained a calm expression, his mind was racing, desperately searching for a solution, and he was inwardly cursing:
"What the hell is Bibi Dong doing?! That's not how it's described in Douluo Continent fanfics. Wasn't it supposed to be that everyone had the intelligence of an elementary school student?"
'That's not how it works, Gala! You should chat with me more and increase my affection for you...'
Oh wait, I've gone off on a tangent...
"Besides, bringing me to this villa so late at night, shouldn't it trigger a conversation and then show me some special CG? Why is it this Detective Conan mystery?!"
"Teacher... I mean... is there a possibility that my martial soul is mutated?" Lin Fan was really out of ideas, so he just made up a story.
"Tsk, do you think I believe that?" Bibi Dong smiled insincerely: "Your mother's martial soul is the Holy Spirit Bird, and your father's martial soul is metal-type hands. No matter how you look at it, it's impossible for them to mutate into spiders!"
"Teacher, please don't tease me. I don't have any secrets. I'm just lucky, plus I've been working hard at my training," Lin Fan said with a forced smile, trying to get away with it.
Bibi Dong remained unmoved. "Lin Fan, do you take me for a three-year-old? If you don't confess honestly today..."
Bibi Dong had clearly come prepared, and his lame excuse wouldn't fool him at all.
Although the pope was still smiling, he was still exuding the aura of a superior.
This aura relentlessly pressured Lin Fan's nerves. Cold sweat beaded on his back, his six-year-old body taut and rigid, his mind racing yet utterly blank.
But I can't think of a solution at all.
This woman doesn't play by the rules at all!
He couldn't very well tell her that he was actually a transmigrator brought here by a system, but the system claimed to have brought the wrong person, left him with compensation, and then ran away, and that his martial spirit was the system's compensation...
This is absolutely absurd, utterly absurd!
If Lin Fan had known the truth, he himself wouldn't have believed that such an absurd thing could happen!
"What, can't come up with a reason?" Bibi Dong suddenly chuckled and leaned back lazily on the sofa. "You could also walk out of this door."
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End of this chapter...