Douluo Continent: From Internal Martial Arts to the Law of Heaven and Earth

Despite his utter exhaustion, Golden Crocodile Douluo still agreed to Xue Qinghe's request: "Alright, tomorrow I'll find a Soul Master skilled in disguise to help you disguise yourself. While I can't maintain the disguise for a long time, it won't be a problem to evade Dugu Bo and Chen Xin's senses for a short period."

"Then I'll have to trouble Grandpa Golden Crocodile." Xue Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief.

Golden Crocodile Douluo hesitated for a moment, then added, "Oh, right, there's one more thing. I'm taking Tang Shan to the Hall of Offerings tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Xue Qinghe immediately tensed up, abruptly stood up, and asked urgently, "What are you grandfathers going to do?"

Seeing Xue Qinghe's anxious appearance, Golden Crocodile Douluo was heartbroken: "Xiao Xue, why don't you just say so if you care about him so much? You always beat around the bush and avoid talking about it. Do you know how far behind you will fall if you continue like this?"

He suppressed his emotions and explained calmly, "It's just that your grandfather and a few other grandfathers want to meet Tang Shan and see what this genius who can fight against Soul Saints looks like."

"Grandpa Golden Crocodile, you must keep a close eye on him, and also, whatever you do, don't accidentally reveal my identity!" Xue Qinghe earnestly instructed repeatedly.

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded helplessly, thinking to himself: Little Xue, I'm afraid they became suspicious as soon as you said that the Spirit Hall was the force behind you. You always refer to yourself as "Grandpa Golden Crocodile," which is too conspicuous. They probably only need to confirm your true identity and gender, and they've probably already guessed most of the rest.

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Inside the Papal Palace, Bibi Dong sat back on the tall and luxurious throne, her left hand tightly gripping the scepter that represented the Pope's majesty, her fingertips lightly tapping the scepter, her eyes flashing with an uncertain light.

Bang bang bang!

A crisp knock sounded at the door. Bibi Dong frowned slightly, looked up at the setting sun outside the window, and wondered why there was something she needed to deal with at this hour.

"Come in!"

His voice was authoritative and cold, devoid of any emotion.

A Templar Knight clad in silver armor strode into the hall, knelt down on one knee with a thud, and respectfully reported: "Your Holiness, news has just come from the Hall of Worship that someone wishes to meet you after the competition tomorrow at the usual place."

A barely perceptible change flashed across Bibi Dong's face as she said calmly, "I understand. You may leave."

The Templar Knights stood up, not daring to look directly at the majestic and beautiful figure on the throne. After bowing, they turned and strode away from the Papal Palace.

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Bibi Dong took a deep breath, suppressing the chaotic thoughts in her mind, and said calmly, "Call Hu Liena over."

A deep, dark shadow behind the throne vanished silently, and moments later, the doors of the Papal Palace were knocked on again.

Sensing the lively and spirited aura of a young girl outside the door, Bibi Dong's tense expression instantly softened.

"Is this Nana? Come in."

The door was gently pushed open, and a young girl slowly walked into the Papal Palace.

She looked to be about fifteen years old, with long, jet-black hair tied in a scorpion braid that accentuated her slender neck. Her skin was fair and smooth, with a healthy rosy glow. A form-fitting purple outfit hugged her body, highlighting her budding, graceful figure. Most striking of all were her fox-like eyes, which seemed to hold a captivating charm that made them irresistible, drawing all who saw them in and making it impossible to look away.

"Teacher, you wanted to see me."

Hu Liena gazed at the majestic woman on the throne, her eyes filled with admiration and respect. It was this woman who had taken her as her disciple, carefully cared for and nurtured her, and devoted precious resources to helping her grow.

"Nana, how's your cultivation going lately?"

Bibi Dong waved for her to come forward, her tone gentle.

"Teacher, I have now broken through to level 32, and I am also very proficient in using Soul Bone Techniques."

At this point, Hu Liena's face clearly showed a hint of shame, and she lowered her eyes and said, "Teacher, I'm sorry, I let you down. I failed to win the first ring of the millennium."

Bibi Dong gently stroked Hu Liena's head, her voice soft: "It's alright. A nine-hundred-year soul ring and a thousand-year soul ring are not much different. Didn't Nana later achieve the second thousand-year soul ring? She was still a peerless genius who dominated the continent."

"Teacher, really?" Hu Liena looked up, her eyes filled with hesitation.

“That’s natural.” Bibi Dong said with certainty, but in her heart she thought of her bastard child and Tangshan’s first ring of a thousand years, and a dark look flashed across her eyes: Why can they do it, but Nana, who is so excellent and intelligent, can’t?

Receiving her teacher's affirmation, Hu Liena's eyebrows instantly lit up with confidence: Indeed, I am a genius.

"By the way, teacher, is the rumor about the Soul Venerable fighting the Soul Saint that was all over the place the other day true?" Hu Liena asked curiously.

“How could that be?” Bibi Dong’s tone was resolute. Even though her expression stiffened slightly when she recalled Tang Shan’s terrifying record, she still forced an explanation, “Even the number one weapon spirit in the world could never defeat a Soul Saint as a Soul Venerable. You must know that the Martial Spirit True Body stage is a crucial stage for initially mastering the origin and characteristics of the Martial Spirit. One’s strength will undergo earth-shattering changes. Such a huge gap in strength is not something a Soul Venerable can cross.”

"I knew it!" Hu Liena breathed a sigh of relief and became even more excited: "No matter how big the Douluo Continent is, it shouldn't give birth to such a monster. But my brother actually believed it and has been burying himself in cultivation all day long."

Seeing Hu Liena's excitement, Bibi Dong recalled the clash of wills with Tang Shan this morning, and her mind was slightly disturbed. She quickly changed the subject: "Nana, where are Xie Yue and Yan?"

"My brother is still working on his self-created soul skill under the waterfall. Yan came with me to find you. He's waiting outside right now, teacher. Should we call him in?"

"Oh, let me see."

Bibi Dong was somewhat surprised and immediately released her spiritual power to investigate. In an instant, she caught sight of the figure outside the Papal Palace. The tall and strong young man was standing straight by the gate, without a smile. His back was straighter than a javelin, his head held high, chest out, stomach in, and shoulders broad. He was trying his best to show his most robust side, and his eyes were fixed on the direction of the palace, full of careful flattery.

Bibi Dong withdrew her senses with a strange expression and turned her gaze to her disciple.

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Chapter 244 The Real and Fake Xue Qinghe, Their First Meeting

Bibi Dong never expected that her disciple, whom she regarded as a daughter, would have followers at such a young age, and that he was probably interested in her.

Looking at Hu Liena's captivating eyes and exquisite face, Bibi Dong sincerely wished, "Nana, I hope you will find a good home in the future, and not end up like your teacher, someone you can only admire but never reach, leaving only regret in the end."

"Teacher, is there something you need me to do?"

Hu Liena raised her head, her eyes bright and full of eagerness.

"It's alright, just focus on your training, Nana. The future of the Spirit Hall belongs to you."

Bibi Dong couldn't help but gently stroke Hu Liena's hair again, her eyes filled with a tenderness that Xue Qinghe had never seen before.

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The moon sets and the sun rises; the next morning has arrived.

After a quick wash and breakfast, Tang Shan sat cross-legged on the rooftop to practice meditation.

Streams of qi and blood converged and then suddenly condensed into a pill, converging at a single point. After that, he began to further explore and develop his body's potential through the Qi and Blood Pill.

As the sunlight fell upon him, Tang Shan slowly emerged from his meditative state, his physical potential further developed, and his overall physical condition subtly enhanced once again.

The process of developing potential is different from the instantaneous breakthrough of absorbing soul rings or soul power. It is a long stage of gradual progress, where the changes are not obvious every day, but over time, the changes will be earth-shattering compared to the beginning.

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The increasingly powerful functions of his internal organs caused Tangshan to exhale a white breath that was a foot long. When he opened his eyes, they were filled with a warm, moist atmosphere.

"Is the cultivation over?"

Looking at the rising sun, Golden Crocodile Douluo felt refreshed and relaxed. Sensing the calming aura of Tangshan behind him, he asked a question.

"Yes, the training is over."

Tangshan stood up, his bones cracking with a series of popping sounds, his whole body radiating vitality, just like the rising sun on the horizon.

"What level have you reached in your internal martial arts training?"

Turning around, Golden Crocodile Douluo asked Tang Shan curiously.

"Still, it's about embracing the elixir."

Tang Shan explained with some helplessness, "Dan Jin taps into one's own potential, and the improvement of physical fitness will naturally lead to the strengthening of Dan Jin. As long as the potential exists, the strengthening of Dan Jin will not stop. Although it is a good thing, it also makes it difficult for me to try to control Dan Jin to generate Gang Jin."

Golden Crocodile Douluo was silent for a while, then asked Tang Shan, "Then tell me, how long will it take to develop the potential of my body?"

Upon hearing Golden Crocodile Douluo's question, Tang Shan's expression became somewhat strange.

Although he has a lot of potential, at least there is still hope of fully realizing it. But what if Golden Crocodile Douluo breaks through to the Dan Jin realm?

It should be noted that the opponent is a Limit Douluo, whose physical attributes have reached an extremely inhuman level under the influence of his martial soul, the Golden Crocodile King. Furthermore, he has a monstrous bloodline constantly nourishing his body. It is hard to imagine just how much potential is currently contained within his body.

"Grandpa Golden Crocodile, let's break through to the Dan Jin realm first."

That's all Tangshan could say.

Golden Crocodile Douluo waved helplessly at Tang Shan: "Kid, get ready, we're about to set off."

Tang Shan nodded, turned around and went back to his room to pack. Not long after he left, a figure shrouded in a black robe appeared on the rooftop.

The other party did not say anything, but simply bowed to Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"Have you learned all the details?"

Upon hearing Golden Crocodile Douluo's question, the figure in black robes nodded.

Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately transmitted his voice with his mental power: "Xiaoxue".

Xue Qinghe, sitting in his room, twitched his ears and subconsciously looked up.

"Your imposter has arrived; you can change your identity now."

"Okay, Grandpa Golden Crocodile, I'll change my clothes now."

Xue Qinghe nodded in agreement.

Golden Crocodile Douluo withdrew his spiritual power and stared motionlessly in the direction of the Papal Palace. The black-robed figure stood quietly beside him, also without making a sound.

Five minutes later, a young girl slowly walked onto the rooftop. Her dazzling golden hair cascaded down to her slender waist, and her exquisite, flawless face was like God's most perfect masterpiece. Her porcelain-white skin was as smooth as cream, and a gorgeous long dress accentuated her graceful figure. She exuded an ethereal and otherworldly aura, like an angel or goddess descending from the divine realm with holy light.

The girl was carrying a set of clothes that Xue Qinghe usually wore. She stepped forward and handed the clothes to the man in black.

The man in black robes extended a gloved hand to take the clothes. In just a few breaths, the black robes were lifted, and a man who looked exactly like Xue Qinghe appeared on the rooftop. Whether it was his refined demeanor or his signature smile, they were practically identical.

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at the disguised Xue Qinghe and nodded in satisfaction. Then, his gaze turned to the blonde girl, and his eyes became more complicated.

"Xiaoxue, you've had a tough time these past few days."

Xue Qinghe, or rather, Qian Renxue, smiled faintly and shook her head gently.

"Grandpa Golden Crocodile, it's not bitter. Everything was my own choice, not to mention the help from you and Tangshan."

Her voice was clear and melodious, yet it also exuded a vibrant energy.

Upon hearing the words "Tangshan," a golden light flashed in Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes, as if he had keenly sensed something. A slight smile appeared on his lips, and he asked, "Xiaoxue, are you going to see him right away?"

Qian Renxue shook her head, her golden hair swaying naturally with her movements, just like burning golden flames.

"I'll wander around the city for a bit. I haven't been back in a long time, and I want to see more of the place."

"That's fine too."

As Golden Crocodile Douluo spoke, he immediately turned his back to Qian Renxue, afraid that she would see the smile he couldn't hide on his face: Little Xue, this isn't Grandpa trying to trick you.

As soon as she finished speaking, clear footsteps echoed in the hallway. Qian Renxue instinctively turned her head, her pupils suddenly contracting.

Tangshan appeared deftly from the stairwell, stepping up several steps at a time.

Qian Renxue, dressed in women's clothing, felt a jolt in her heart and instinctively wanted to blurt out, "Tang Shan, what are you doing here?" But Tang Shan's words had already spoken first.

"Your Highness, you're here too."