Chapter 44 The test from Bibi Dong.

Su Mo was frightened by Sarath's smile. That was not a smile at all. It was several times uglier than crying.

Three days passed quickly. It had been a long time since Su Mo had sat in a carriage for such a long time.

Wuhun City is located at the border of the Tiandou Empire and the Xingluo Empire. Almost all the people in the Wuhun Hall live in this city.

"Su Mo, please get out of the car!"

Sarath came to Su Mo's carriage and said with a smile.

"Thank you for accompanying me all the way, Bishop."

Su Mo replied calmly.

Hearing this, Sarath's smile widened.

He was worried all the way, fearing that the fourteen-year-old Soul Saint would suddenly escape.

You know, the entire continent has never heard of a fourteen-year-old Soul Sage. Even Hu Liena, the best of the golden generation, is only a Soul Sect leader at this age.

"Who is that? He actually asked the Archbishop to personally ask him to get out of the car?"

"I've never seen this person before? Could he be the young master of some super large sect?"

Everyone in Wuhun City looked at Su Mo and talked about it.

Sarath's status is extremely high, only lower than the Pope, the elders and the worshippers of the Spirit Hall. He can be regarded as the boss of the Spirit Hall's branch halls.

The fact that he was personally asked to get off the car showed his identity.

Sarath's smile widened as he listened to everyone's discussion.

Everyone saw that it was him who welcomed Su Mo, so there was no one trying to steal the credit from him.

Su Mo followed closely behind Sarath, looking at the headquarters of the Spirit Hall with curiosity.

Everyone walking on the street is a soul master. Soul Kings are as worthless as cabbages. Every few dozen meters, there is a Soul King walking towards you.

"My Lord Bishop, where are we going?"

Su Mo couldn't help but ask.

Sarath smiled and replied, "The Pope's Palace!"

Su Mo raised his eyebrows, feeling a little surprised.

The Pope's Palace is the most magnificent building in Douluo Continent and a holy place for all soul masters.

Inside the Papal Palace.

Under the tall angel statue, Bibi Dong, wearing a long dress, sat on the throne.

Looking at the nearly perfect face in front of him, Su Mo couldn't help swallowing.

Bibi Dong's beauty is completely different from Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing. That unique sacred feeling is unique to her in the world.

She held a scepter about two meters long in her hand, and her fair skin made her long legs even more eye-catching.

“Greetings to His Holiness the Pope. Your Holiness the Pope, Holy Ann.”

Sarath bowed deeply to Bibi Dong.

And Su Mo also bowed like him.
"Saras, is this the peerless genius you mentioned?"

Bibi Dong glanced at Su Mo and saw Su Mo's true realm.

There seemed to be a thin film on Su Mo's body, blocking him from being peeped at.

"That's right, his seventh spirit ring is as old as 100,000 years!"

Sarath spoke excitedly.

He believed that Su Mo was the most talented young man in the entire continent.

"A hundred thousand year spirit ring? Sarath, are you blinded by old age?"

A titled elder sneered and said coldly.

His realm is as high as level 92, and even he does not have a hundred thousand year spirit ring, so where can a teenager get one?

"Don't talk nonsense, Bishop Salas is still very young. He might have been deceived by a villain."

Demon Bear Douluo glanced at Su Mo with disdain, and then said meaningfully.

There are not many people in the entire Spirit Hall who have a hundred thousand year spirit ring, and no titled elder believes that Su Mo will have a hundred thousand year spirit ring.

"Su Mo, how old are you this year?"

Bibi Dong suddenly asked.

Su Mo now looks very mature, and it is hard for others to think that he is a 14-year-old boy. "Your Holiness, I am 14 years old this year, and I still have about 10 months to my 15th birthday."

His words stunned everyone present. Everyone could see how powerful Su Mo's soul power was. Even if Su Mo did not have a hundred thousand year soul ring, he was still a genius rarely seen in a century.

Su Mo has such powerful spirit power at the age of fourteen, so it is a foregone conclusion that he will reach the Titled Douluo.

Suddenly, a man broke into the hall and nervously handed out a booklet.

Bibi Dong looked at the booklet and fell into deep thought.

It was because Su Mo seemed to have appeared out of nowhere in this world, and no information about him could be found at all.

Although Su Mo had never registered before, the Spirit Hall's intelligence network was enough to thoroughly investigate Su Mo's information.

Su Mo looked at Bibi Dong quietly, his heart beating fast.

He didn't dare to think about what was written in the booklet. Although his realm was extremely high, anyone who posed a threat to the Spirit Hall would be killed without mercy.

"Who is your father?"

Bibi Dong suddenly asked.

"Su Xing."

Su Mo searched through his memories and finally two words popped out.

He has very limited memories of his father, and spent most of his time in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

"But the Devil Sword Douluo's son, Su Xing?"

Bibi Dong's eyes lit up and she asked with a smile.

"Exactly!"

Su Mo replied excitedly.

Looking at Su Mo's excited expression, Bibi Dong fell into deep thought.

According to the Spirit Hall's intelligence network, Demon Sword Douluo's son was killed by a soul beast and his grandson's whereabouts are unknown.

"Where have you lived all these years?"

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes slightly and asked again.

Hearing this, Su Mo felt relieved.

He then elaborated on his experiences over the years.

"My grandfather sent me to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect when I was six years old, and I was engaged to Sect Master Ning's daughter."

"But at the age of thirteen, due to his low soul power level, he was forced by Ning Fengzhi to leave the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, and then entered Shrek Academy."

"But because he offended Tang Hao's son Tang San, he was expelled from Shrek Academy by Tang Hao."

"I have been a lonely man since then. I accidentally ate a magical herb a year ago, which led to my current success."

Su Mo speaks very fast and contains a huge amount of information.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? Tang Hao? Immortal Grass?"

Bibi Dong's heart was stirred up by these words.

This is simply a genius tailor-made for me.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the Spirit Hall have long been at odds with each other, and it is only a matter of time before the two sides go to war.

Tang Hao had been at odds with the Spirit Hall many years ago, and Su Mo also had an enemy with them, which further increased his affinity for the Spirit Hall.

"Magic grass! Can you describe its appearance in detail?"

Yue Guan couldn't help but ask.

He had done extensive research on flowers and plants, and only asked questions after hearing Su Mo mention the magical herb.

Hearing this, Su Mo described the appearance of the strange-looking chrysanthemum.

The more Yue Guan listened, the more surprised he was. The magical herb Su Mo mentioned was exactly the same as his own martial soul.

The looks of the other elders also became strange. They even suspected that Su Mo had known about Yue Guan's martial soul in advance, which was why he knew so much about it.

"Take the highest grade test crystal."

Bibi Dong's expression became complicated and she spoke to the guard beside her.

A few minutes later, the guard entered the hall with a red test crystal and quickly handed it to Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong took the crystal and slowly walked towards Su Mo.

(End of this chapter)

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