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

Offering Hall.

When Qian Daoliu returned, Qian Jun and Jiang Mo were playing chess.

The two are twins and look almost identical.

"Big brother."

Qianjun looked up and glanced at Qiandaoliu.

"Where have you been so late?"

Qian Daoliu sat down on the chair next to him, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.

"I went to see the child."

Qianjun's hand, poised to strike, paused. "That Lin Yu?"

The demon-slaying demon tossed aside the chess piece and leaned back in his chair: "Then why didn't you bring him back, brother?"

Qian Daoliu looked at them and smiled: "That kid is very clever, but he wants to learn your Panlong Staff Technique."

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Qianjun spoke first, his voice as rough as muffled thunder: "Big brother, you know that we never pass on our staff techniques to outsiders."

Qian Daoliu didn't rush to answer. He slowly took a sip of tea before saying, "If he becomes a god and learns his staff techniques from you, it will bring you honor."

Qianjun and Jiangmo exchanged a glance.

"Then haven't we raised a god?"

Qianjun thought for a moment and considered it: "It's not that I can't teach, but there are conditions."

Qian Daoliu glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"Okay, I'll tell him."

......

Before dawn, Ling Yuan appeared at the entrance of the Holy Maiden's Palace.

She pushed open the courtyard gate, and as soon as she stepped inside, she froze.

A person was sitting at the stone table.

Ling Yuan's pupils contracted, and she subconsciously took half a step back.

"The...the grand offering?" Her voice was a little strained.

"How did this giant Buddha statue end up here?"

Qian Daoliu looked up at her, his tone casual as if he were chatting about everyday things: "You're here? Go wake that kid up."

Ling Yuan swallowed hard, quickly walked to Lin Yu's door, and knocked twice.

"Lin Yu! Get up!"

There was no movement inside.

She knocked twice more, her voice louder: "Lin Yu!"

"Coming, coming..." Lin Yu's voice was muffled, carrying a hint of morning grumpiness.

The door opened, and Lin Yu stood in the doorway with disheveled hair, rubbing his eyes.

Ling Yuan stood at the door: "You've got some nerve, kid, making the Grand Elder wait for you to get up."

"The Grand Offering?"

Lin Yu poked his head out and saw Qian Daoliu in the courtyard. He froze for a second, then instantly snapped back to reality.

"Great Master." He walked over quickly and bowed.

Qian Daoliu pointed to the stone bench opposite him: "Sit down and talk."

Lin Yu obediently sat down.

Qian Daoliu looked at him and said without beating around the bush, "Qianjun and Jiangmo have agreed to teach you the Panlong Staff Technique."

Lin Yu's eyes lit up.

"but."

Qian Daoliu changed the subject abruptly, "There are conditions."

"What are the conditions?"

Qian Daoliu kept everyone in suspense: "You'll find out when you get there. Be prepared to come to the Offering Hall at any time."

Lin Yu felt a strong urge to ask, but knowing he wouldn't get an answer, he could only nod and say, "Okay."

A thousand streams flowed away.

Ling Yuan let out a long breath; the pressure of facing the Limit Douluo was immense.

She turned to look at Lin Yu, her expression complex.

She said, "You're really bold, you've even dared to try and fleece the Grand Master."

"Aren't you afraid that the Grand Master won't be able to control his power and will kill you with a single sneeze?"

Lin Yu chuckled: "The wool comes from the sheep, so why not take advantage of it?"

Ling Yuan rolled her eyes, then suddenly remembered something: "Right, isn't your martial soul a spear? Why do you need staff techniques?"

As Lin Yu walked into the house, he said, "The gun evolved from the spear; the gun and the staff are inseparable."

"With my intelligence, I can easily make a few minor improvements."

"Besides," he said, glancing back at Ling Yuan.

"Even if I really can't change it, aren't there still the two senior masters, Qianjun Jiangmo?"

"They certainly don't want my reputation for stick fighting to be tarnished, do they?"

Ling Yuan was stunned by his twisted logic, and after a long while, she managed to stammer out, "Does His Holiness the Pope know about this?"

Lin Yu was washing his face when he heard this, he paused for a moment, and then shook the water off his hands.

"Isn't that what we were just about to say?"

......

Lin Yu had been to Bibi Dong's residence many times before and knew the way very well.

Ling Yuan stayed outside, while Lin Yu went inside alone.

Bibi Dong was resting in a rocking chair when she saw him come in. She raised her chin and asked, "What is it?"

Lin Yu stood behind Bibi Dong with a smile, massaging her shoulders, and recounted the whole story from beginning to end.

Bibi Dong frowned after hearing this.

"Did Qian Daoliu come to see you last night?"

"Mm." Lin Yu nodded.

"He didn't give you any trouble?"

Lin Yu smiled, a hint of smugness in his eyes: "I mentioned the teacher's name, and he immediately backed down. I even extorted some money from him."

Bibi Dong was amused by him.

"Qian Daoliu is backing down?" She shook her head. "Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"

Lin Yu chuckled but didn't reply.

A hint of a smile lingered in Bibi Dong's eyes, and her tone carried an ambiguous meaning: "You've managed to make that old man suffer a setback; you've certainly given me some satisfaction."

She stood up and straightened her sleeves: "Come on, I'll go with you. I want to see how those old bastards plan to torment my disciple."

......

Offering Hall.

Lin Yu supported Bibi Dong's hand and walked side by side in front, with Ling Yuan behind.

There wasn't a single guard in the entire hall. After all, there were seven titled Douluo inside, so who would come here looking for trouble? The surroundings were eerily deserted.

Walking straight in, Qian Daoliu was already standing in the center of the main hall.

He saw Bibi Dong, his eyebrows twitched slightly, but he quickly returned to normal.

"Why are you here?"

Bibi Dong stood three steps away from him, her voice calm: "My disciple is coming, so naturally I have to come and see."

Qian Daoliu smiled, a smile carrying a deeper meaning: "Afraid I'll eat him up?"

Bibi Dong didn't reply, but her eyes made it very clear.

Qian Daoliu didn't mind and led them forward: "Let's go, everyone's here."

Bibi Dong paused for a moment: "Is everyone here?"

"After being in seclusion for so long, it's rare to see anything new. Those few would like to see it too." Qian Daoliu walked ahead without turning his head.

The three followed Qian Daoliu through the main hall, through a stone gate, and arrived at a huge circular platform.

Six people were standing around the platform.

Lin Yu glanced around and saw that all seven Grand Masters had arrived. Such a scene was rare, and they had all come for him.

Six pairs of eyes simultaneously fell on Lin Yu.

Lin Yu felt immense pressure facing the gazes of six Title Douluos all by himself.

Qian Daoliu walked to the edge of the platform, turned around, and nodded to Qian Jun.

Qianjun stepped out, stood in the center of the platform, and looked at Lin Yu.

"Kid, my conditions are very simple."

"I've suppressed my soul power to level 50. If you can last five minutes against me, you'll pass the test."

Ling Yuan, standing to the side, smiled slightly upon hearing this, but no one noticed.

If we were to ask who among those present understood Lin Yu's strength best, it would undoubtedly be Ling Yuan, since Lin Yu was beaten by her every day.

Qianjun continued, "If you can't hold on... how about you join the Offering Hall?"

Lin Yu looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"Five minutes?" He took two steps forward and stepped onto the platform.

"What if I defeat you?"