Douluo Continent: Blood Spear Martial Soul, Soul Rings that can unleash divine power?

Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong sat on the high platform, holding nothing, just staring at the doorway as if in a daze.

As soon as Lin Yu walked in, he felt a pressure like a wall blocking his way.

Without stopping, he walked down the steps, bracing himself for the pressure, and bowed respectfully: "Teacher."

Bibi Dong did not respond.

She descended from the high platform, step by step, her long, purple-gold robe trailing on the ground, the rustling sound echoing in the empty hall.

Bibi Dong stopped in front of Lin Yu and looked down at him.

"Lingyuan told me about the whale glue." Her voice wasn't loud, but every word seemed frozen.

"Do you even know what that thing is used for?"

Lin Yu looked up and met her gaze.

"Teacher." The voice was calm.

Instead of answering Bibi Dong's question, he asked, "Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

Bibi Dong was taken aback.

Lin Yu looked at her with an open and honest gaze, staring straight at her.

Bibi Dong remained silent, staring into Lin Yu's eyes as she thought to herself, "Although we haven't known each other for more than a few days, I believe my judgment of people is still sound."

Thinking about all this, Bibi Dong's anger gradually subsided.

"Speak," she said, her tone softening slightly, but still tinged with anger.

"What exactly do you need whale glue for?"

Lin Yu stepped forward and said, "Teacher, when I was in the orphanage, I liked to read books when I had nothing to do. I discovered that whale glue is not just a simple aphrodisiac."

"It also helps improve physical fitness."

"You read it in a book, or figured it out yourself?" Bibi Dong's tone rose slightly, carrying a hint of disbelief.

"Does the teacher believe me?" Lin Yu asked back.

Bibi Dong remained silent for a few seconds.

"I believe," she said, her voice soft but firm.

"Of course I'll trust the apprentices I've taken on."

Lin Yu felt a warmth in his heart and bowed, saying, "Thank you, teacher."

Bibi Dong waved her hand, turned around and walked back to the platform, where she sat down.

"However," she changed the subject, "I still need to try it to know about the effect you mentioned."

Lin Yu: "How about the teacher lets me give it a try?"

Bibi Dong ignored him and called out towards the outside of the hall, "Ling Yuan."

Ling Yuan walked in from outside the hall, clearly having been waiting there all along.

"Your subordinate is here."

"Go to the treasure vault and get a piece of Millennium Whale Glue, then find a Soul Master around level 25 and bring it over."

Ling Yuan paused for a moment, glanced at Bibi Dong, then at Lin Yu, and without daring to ask any further questions, simply responded and left.

Bibi Dong glanced at Lin Yu: "What are you standing there for? Sit down and wait."

Lin Yu looked around and, finding no seats available, simply sat down on the steps.

The hall fell silent again.

Bibi Dong flipped through the files in her hand, glancing at Lin Yu from time to time. Lin Yu sat on the steps, idly picking at the cracks in the bricks on the ground.

About an incense stick later, Lingyuan returned.

Behind him followed a young Soul Master, who looked to be in his early twenties, wearing the uniform of the Spirit Hall Academy with a two-ring insignia pinned to his chest. He was carrying a wooden box, looking nervous, and sweat was beading on his forehead.

"Your Holiness, the person has been brought." Ling Yuan bowed.

Bibi Dong put down the dossier and glanced at the young soul master.

The young Soul Master's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down, his voice trembling: "Your...your subordinate Zhao Ping greets Your Holiness the Pope."

"Give him the whale glue." Bibi Dong pointed at Lin Yu.

Zhao Ping looked at Lin Yu, paused for a moment, but didn't dare to ask any more questions, and handed the wooden box to Lin Yu.

Lin Yu took it and opened it.

Inside lay a black cricket-like creature, smaller than the one he had taken from the Lei residence, and it had a strong fishy smell, somewhat like... um.

"The Thousand-Year Whale Glue is just that it's been stored for a long time," Ling Yuan said from the side.

Lin Yu frowned slightly, thinking, "This isn't just a bit old, is it some kind of product from the Ice Age?"

Lin Yu took out the whale glue and handed it to Ling Yuan, saying, "Use your fire to liquefy it, then have him swallow it and refine it with your soul power."

Ling Yuan took the whale glue and did as instructed. A flame ignited in her palm, and the whale glue floated above her palm, slowly melting and emitting a strange fragrance.

Once the whale glue had completely turned into liquid, Ling Yuan manipulated it and shoved it into Zhao Ping's mouth.

Zhao Ping closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, and soul power fluctuations emanated from his body.

Lin Yu stared at him, unblinking.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Zhao Ping opened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

"How is it?" Bibi Dong asked.

Zhao Ping stood up, stretched his body, clenched his fist, and his voice changed: "Your Holiness, my... my meridians have expanded considerably."

Muscles and bones too…

He paused, as if searching for the right word.

"Is it more resilient now?"

Bibi Dong didn't look at him, but looked at Lin Yu instead.

Lin Yu met her gaze without speaking, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

The meaning is quite obvious.

"See, I didn't lie to you."

Bibi Dong looked away and waved to Ling Yuan: "Take him away."

Ling Yuan led Zhao Ping out, leaving only the master and disciple in the hall.

Lin Yu noticed that her ears were a little red.

He lowered his head, pretending not to see.

After a long silence, Bibi Dong finally spoke.

"that……"

She paused, cleared her throat, and spoke in a much lower voice than before: "About the whale glue, I... overthought it."

Lin Yu looked up, his face innocent: "What did you say, Master? I didn't hear you clearly."

Bibi Dong glared at him.

Lin Yu quickly lowered his head.

"I said," Bibi Dong's voice rose a little, but she was still being stubborn, "you're too bold. You didn't even inform me beforehand about something so important, and you went to ask someone else for this thing on your own."

"Although I didn't say it explicitly, the entire Spirit Hall knows you are the future Holy Son. If this gets out, what will others think of you?"

"You are my disciple. What doesn't the Spirit Hall have? Do you need to go ask Reynolds for it?"

Lin Yu lowered his head, the corners of his mouth involuntarily turning up, but he tried his best to suppress it.

"Yes, the teacher is right."

"Go back and wait. Tomorrow, Lingyuan will go to the treasure vault to retrieve a piece of 100,000-year-old whale glue for you."

Lin Yu suddenly looked up: "One hundred thousand years?"

Bibi Dong glanced at him, her tone indifferent but confident: "I said, what doesn't the Spirit Hall have?"

"Does it really have everything?" Lin Yu asked.

"Even if you don't have it, I can get it back for you. What do you want?"

Lin Yu said, "I haven't thought about it yet, we'll talk about it later."

"Alright, go back and wait." Bibi Dong waved her hand.

"Yes, disciple takes his leave."

Lin Yu chuckled and strode out of the main hall.

Outside the hall, Ling Yuan was leaning against a pillar waiting for him.

Seeing him come out, he looked him up and down and said, "You're pretty tough."

Lin Yu was in a good mood and didn't bother arguing with her: "Come on, let's go to the training ground."

Ling Yuan caught up, took a few steps, and asked, "What are you doing at the training ground? Are you itching for a beating because His Holiness the Pope didn't beat you? Want to fight me?"