Chapter 91 My Lord, Times Have Changed.
Huo Yuhao and Hu Liena playfully ran all the way to the Papal Palace.
Hu Liena chased after Huo Yuhao all the way, but couldn't even catch a glimpse of him. So she pouted, hugged her knees, and sat down on the steps at the entrance of the Papal Palace, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Yuhao, you're getting worse and worse. All you do is bully me, waaaah..." Hu Liena's voice was tinged with grievance, and her tears rolled down like pearls, highlighting her delicate face and making her look especially pitiful.
Seeing Hu Liena sitting on the ground throwing a tantrum, Huo Yuhao had no choice but to stop and squat down in front of her. He gently patted her shoulder: "Don't cry, Nana, it was my fault."
Seeing that Huo Yuhao had fallen for her trick, Hu Liena immediately seized the opportunity, pounced on him and knocked him to the ground, her little tiger teeth biting his cheeks without restraint. She giggled as she bit, as if retaliating for Huo Yuhao's earlier "misdeeds".
"Alright, stop fooling around. We're outside the Papal Palace. It would be so embarrassing if the teacher saw us," Huo Yuhao said to Hu Liena while dodging her "attacks."
"Hmph, who told you to bully me just now? Call me 'sister,' and I'll let you get up." Hu Liena sat triumphantly on Huo Yuhao's stomach, her two little hands shamelessly kneading Huo Yuhao's cheeks.
Huo Yuhao smiled helplessly. He knew he couldn't escape this time, so he had no choice but to compromise: "Alright, Sister Hu Liena, stop fooling around, be good, get up."
Hearing Huo Yuhao's surrender, Hu Liena finally got off him with satisfaction. She reached out and helped Huo Yuhao up.
However, at that very moment, a deafening roar suddenly resounded throughout the Papal Palace: "Ah! What on earth is going on? Who did this! Bibidon!" This roar, like the howl of a lion, echoed throughout the entire Papal Palace.
Upon hearing the roar, Huo Yuhao and Hu Liena exchanged a glance and rushed into the Papal Palace. The sight before them instantly stunned them. Huo Yuhao's lips twitched uncontrollably. Hu Liena, on the other hand, clutched her stomach, laughing so hard she almost fell over.
However, the papal priests inside the papal palace were furious, their eyes seemingly capable of killing. Upon hearing Hulena's laughter, the priests all turned their gazes toward her.
Upon seeing this, Huo Yuhao quickly covered Hu Liena's mouth, and the other elders then stopped.
At this moment, the faces of the Spirit Hall's several elders were covered in heavy makeup, making them look extremely comical.
Qian Daoliu's face was covered with thick dark circles, and his cheeks were painted with exaggerated blush, making him look like a guy with kidney deficiency.
Because Golden Crocodile Douluo already had patterns on his face, his entire face was painted black, leaving only his eyes visible. If Huo Yuhao hadn't recognized him, he probably would have thought it was a relative of Ode Emuwell who had come to visit.
The Lion Douluo beside him was in an even worse state. A turtle was painted on his face, and three big characters were written on his forehead: "Bastard." This was the reason why the Lion Douluo was so angry just now.
This is outrageous! Everyone else just has masks painted on their faces, so why do I have words written on my face? Isn't this clearly targeting me?
The two Douluo, Qianjun and Jiangmo, were depicted as transvestites with bright red lipstick on their lips.
As for Qingluan and Guangling Douluo, their situation was slightly better, but still not optimistic. They were both depicted as pandas.
Azure Phoenix Douluo leaned against the wall expressionlessly, while Light Feather Douluo looked aggrieved and resentful at Huo Yuhao, chewing on a candied hawthorn.
Standing before a group of angry old men, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but smile bitterly. Without a doubt, the masterpiece before him was the work of his own teacher.
The old worshippers all had gloomy faces, as if they could drip water from them. Their resentment was almost tangible, making the atmosphere in the entire room oppressive.
Huo Yuhao took a deep breath and suggested softly, "Esteemed guests, why don't you go and wash your faces first?"
However, as soon as Huo Yuhao finished speaking, Qingluan Douluo replied expressionlessly, "It can't be washed off. Your teacher used non-fading ink, so the color can't be rubbed off at all."
Huo Yuhao: ...
He finally understood why these old guys were so angry; it was impossible to wash it away, which was quite presumptuous.
"Alright, stop fooling around. I'll use my soul power to remove the ink from everyone's faces." Qian Daoliu stepped forward with a helpless expression. He used his soul power, with the purifying properties of an angel, to carefully wash away the ink from everyone's faces.
Although the ink was removed, the old worshippers' anger did not seem to dissipate.
Huo Yuhao chuckled dryly, trying to change the subject. He tried to make his voice sound more relaxed: "Well, everyone, cheer up! Your strength has improved so much, shouldn't that be something to celebrate?"
However, the atmosphere remained awkward. Bibi Dong, Gu Yuena, and Dugu Yan had all disappeared, leaving only a few old men, and these old men were truly comical.
"Yuhao is right, let's not take this little thing to heart. After all, the Pope is just a child…" Qian Daoliu said.
"Fourth brother, speaking of which, it seems your soul power has a chance to break through to level 98, right?" Qian Daoliu turned around and stared at Lion Douluo.
The most significant improvement among them this time was undoubtedly that of Lion Douluo. After absorbing the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower, his martial soul evolved, leaping from the Flaming Lion to the Flaming Lion King.
His soul power level, which was originally at level 97, has soared after this transformation, and is now only one step away from level 98. It is estimated that in a few years, the Spirit Hall will have another level 98 elder.
"Thanks to the immortal herb that the Holy Son gave me, I, the old lion, can reach level 98 in my lifetime." The Lion Douluo's voice was full of gratitude and respect as he bowed deeply to Huo Yuhao.
The other retainers also thanked Huo Yuhao.
Qianjun and Jiangmo both broke through to level 97, while Qingluan Douluo and Guangling Douluo were also approaching level 98. Although Jin'e Douluo's martial soul had not completed its evolution, two horns had grown on the head of his crocodile. If he encountered another opportunity in the future, he might even be able to break through to level 99.
Qian Daoliu hasn't changed much. His strength has reached a critical point. If he rises any higher, he could reach the level of a god.
In conclusion, the improvement of the Spirit Hall's high-end combat power can be described as alarming.
The mere fact that Qian Jun Jiang Mo and his companion reached level 97 added another peerless expert of the Qian Daoliu level to the Spirit Hall. After all, when these two brothers were at level 96, their combined strength could unleash an effect comparable to a Spirit Fusion Technique, allowing them to fight Qian Daoliu on equal terms.
Moreover, after consuming the immortal herb, the synergy between their martial souls improved further. If things continue at this pace, they will eventually develop a martial soul fusion technique.
Huo Yuhao could hardly imagine how powerful the fusion skill of two level 97 Super Douluo would be.
Unbeknownst to them, Huo Yuhao's status in the eyes of the elders had risen significantly. These old men in their eighties and nineties no longer called Huo Yuhao by his name, but instead addressed him as "Holy Son."
If Huo Yuhao weren't so young, the old guys would have even considered putting him on the papacy right now.
After all, in their view, it would be much better for Huo Yuhao to be the Pope than for Bibi Dong to be the Pope.
"Grandpa, all of you, besides these immortal herbs, I have something else. In terms of overall strategic importance, this thing is even more precious than these immortal herbs."
Upon hearing Huo Yuhao's words, the elders exchanged bewildered glances, their hearts filled with turmoil.
They had already witnessed the effects of the immortal herb, which was practically divine. What kind of astonishing things would be even more precious than the immortal herb?
Seeing the burning gazes of the worshippers before him, he did not hesitate at all and quickly took out a huge item from his storage soul tool—a level six fixed soul tool cannon.
The cannon muzzle was as deep as a black hole, its cold metallic luster shimmering under the light, exuding a chilling murderous aura.
"Yuhao, is this thing... one of those soul tools you like to tinker with?"
Qian Daoliu's voice carried a hint of curiosity. He was naturally aware of Huo Yuhao's hobbies and had even studied the soul tools Huo Yuhao had created.
However, none of those things seemed powerful enough to cause much damage, so he couldn't help but wonder if the soul-guided cannon Huo Yuhao was showing off was really as valuable as he claimed.
Huo Yuhao smiled slightly and, facing his grandfather's questioning, explained slowly, "Grandpa, please don't be in a hurry, let me explain. This is a level six soul-guided cannon that I made myself. Every attack it makes contains the power equivalent to a full-force strike from a Soul Emperor."
Qian Daoliu carefully examined the soul-guided cannon before him, a thoughtful glint in his eyes. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something important, he said urgently to Huo Yuhao, "Yuhao, you're not trying to tell me that this soul-guided cannon can be mass-produced, are you?!"
Huo Yuhao nodded, tacitly agreeing with Qian Daoliu's idea.
Upon hearing Qian Daoliu's speculation, the other elders couldn't help but show expressions of shock.
They understood that if these soul-guided cannons could be mass-produced, the Spirit Hall's strength would be unprecedentedly enhanced. They would be able to continuously manufacture weapons with attack power at the Soul Emperor level, which would undoubtedly completely change the power structure of the entire Soul Master world.
Imagine thousands upon thousands of Soul Masters, wielding these powerful Soul Guidance Cannons, unleashing a barrage of attacks.
According to Qian Daoliu's estimate, as long as there are 30,000 troops armed with level-six soul-guided cannons, even without titled Douluo-level experts, as long as the enemy does not have a peerless Douluo, these 30,000 troops can wipe out the entire Douluo Continent.
The Spirit Hall's dominance will be further solidified as a result. Other forces, even if the Star Luo Empire and the Heaven Dou Empire were to unite, would likely only be able to look on in awe when faced with such epoch-making military power.
The group of elders even envisioned future war scenarios. When facing hundreds of thousands of imperial troops wielding spears and broadswords, the Spirit Hall's troops pointed their cannons at the enemy and arrogantly shouted, "My lord, times have changed!"
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