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

early morning.

Wuhun Temple.

Golden sunlight spread across the eastern horizon.

Lin Yu stood in front of the mirror in the room. He had changed into a new set of clothes, a dark black brocade robe with silver cloud patterns embroidered on the cuffs.

"It actually looks pretty convincing on," Lin Yu muttered to himself as he looked down at himself.

"Are you ready?"

A familiar voice came from behind me.

Lin Yu turned around and saw Bibi Dong standing at the door, still wearing the same light purple dress she wore yesterday.

She walked over, raised her hand to straighten Lin Yu's collar, her fingers lingered on his shoulder for a moment, and then withdrew.

"Ling Yuan will follow you in the shadows, but she won't take action unless absolutely necessary."

Bibi Dong's tone became more serious: "Heaven Dou City is not like the Spirit Hall. It is not our territory. Although Emperor Xue Ye is polite on the surface, the Heaven Dou royal family has always been wary of the Spirit Hall."

"And also..."

"Alright, alright," Lin Yu interrupted her, grinning, "Are you saying goodbye or reciting some kind of mantra?"

Bibi Dong glared at him, but she wasn't really angry.

The two walked out of the house and into the courtyard. Lin Yu looked at her and suddenly reached out to hug her.

Bibi Dong's body stiffened for a moment, then returned to normal.

"Don't give me that," she said, her tone stiff, but the tips of her ears were a little red.

Lin Yu smiled, turned around and left.

Just as he was about to walk out the door, he looked back.

Bibi Dong remained standing in the same spot, the morning breeze lifting a corner of her purple robe. Her lips moved, but she only managed to utter one sentence: "Come back soon."

……

Tian Dou City.

Lin Yu stood at the city gate, looking up at the massive gate.

The city wall was towering, reaching a height of ten zhang (approximately 33 meters), and its bricks were bluish-gray, gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

The city gates were wide open, and a steady stream of people came and went.

Two rows of soldiers stood at the city gate, their armor gleaming, holding spears in their hands, their eyes scanning the crowds coming and going.

Lin Yu followed the flow of people inside.

Heaven Dou City is much more lively than Martial Soul City. After all, Heaven Dou City is mostly populated by commoners, and there are all kinds of vendors selling everything, with shouts of vendors rising and falling everywhere.

Lin Yu walked and looked around, his face expressionless, but his eyes were constantly observing.

Ling Yuan had disappeared into the crowd at some point. She said she was in the shadows and told Lin Yu to just do what he was doing and pretend she didn't exist.

Lin Yu strolled around the street for a while and came to a tall building.

The Spirit Hall's branch in Tiandou City.

Lin Yu walked up the steps.

"Halt!" A guard blocked his way with a halberd.

"This is a restricted area of ​​the Spirit Hall; unauthorized personnel are prohibited from entering."

Lin Yu didn't say anything, but took out the papal decree from his pocket and waved it in front of the guard.

The guard's eyes widened instantly, and he almost dropped the halberd in his hand.

He knelt down on one knee with a thud, beads of sweat trickling down his forehead and nose.

"This subordinate...this subordinate was unaware of your arrival, sir. Please forgive me!"

Lin Yu put away the token and said calmly, "Take me to see your bishop."

"Yes! Yes! This way, sir!"

The guard scrambled to his feet, bowed low, and led the way, not daring to lift his head.

Lin Yu followed the guards through the front hall, along a long corridor, and arrived at a tightly closed door.

The guard bowed and said, "Sir, the bishop's council chamber is inside."

Lin Yu nodded and waved for him to leave.

Just as he finished speaking, the door opened from the inside.

A middle-aged man dressed in a platinum robe stood at the door. He was tall and thin, with sunken cheeks and a hooked nose.

His narrow eyes swept over Lin Yu, then landed on the papal decree in Lin Yu's hand, and his pupils contracted slightly.

"Your Highness?"

Lin Yu looked at him, neither admitting nor denying.

Salas smiled: "On the entire continent, besides His Highness the Holy Son, I can't think of anyone else who can hold the Papal Decree and be the youngest."

Lin Yu nodded.

In an instant, his face was filled with smiles.

He stepped aside and gestured for us to come in: "Please come in, please come in."

Lin Yu walked into the council hall and looked around.

He poured Lin Yu a cup of tea, presented it with both hands, and said with a smile, "I am Salas. Your Highness, has Your Highness come today? Is there something His Holiness the Pope has instructed you to do?"

"It's nothing serious." Lin Yu leaned back in his chair. "I just came to Tiandou City for a visit and need a place to stay."

Salas immediately understood: "I own a house in the inner city of Tiandou City. It's in a good location, quiet and safe. If Your Highness doesn't mind, you can stay there for now."

Lin Yu nodded: "Thank you."

Salas waved his hand: "Your Highness, what are you saying? You are His Holiness the Pope's disciple, this is nothing."

He took out a set of keys from his pocket, handed them to Lin Yu, and gave him the address and directions.

Lin Yu took the keys, put them away, and stood up.

"Then I won't bother you any longer."

"I'll take you there."

"No need," Lin Yu waved his hand. "You go about your business."

Lin Yu left the branch hall and strolled around the streets.

Suddenly, the sound of rapid hoofbeats came from behind.

The sound of horses' hooves came fast and fierce, as if they were going to crush the street.

Lin Yu looked back and saw pedestrians on a long street scattering in panic to both sides. Through the gaps, a tall horse was galloping towards them.

The horse was jet black, its hooves flying, and a young man rode it. He wore a magnificent golden brocade robe, a jade pendant at his waist, and had an arrogant air about him.

He brandished his riding crop and shouted, "Get out of the way! All of you, get out of the way!"

The crowd scattered and fled like a school of startled fish.

The horse was getting closer and closer to Lin Yu, and he could even see the white foam coming out of the horse's mouth and the unbridled look on the boy's face.

He frowned.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" the boy shouted, cracking his whip, but showing no sign of slowing down.

It looked like they were about to bump into Lin Yu.

The boy cursed, "Are you asking for it?!"

The whip in his hand lashed out at Lin Yu.

Lin Yu turned his head, and the riding whip flew past his ear with a sharp whistling sound.

Then he lifted his foot.

His toes precisely hooked onto the horse's foreleg, and with a burst of spiritual power beneath his feet, the galloping black horse's forelegs buckled, and its entire body lurched forward.

Caught off guard, the young man on horseback was thrown off his horse, tracing a graceful arc in the air.

Then he fell face down, crashing heavily to the ground.

That sound was painful to hear.

The boy lay motionless on the ground.

Lin Yu walked over and looked down at the person on the ground.

"Cough cough..." The boy coughed twice, then used his hands to support himself on the ground and struggled to get up.

He had a smudge of dust on his face, a red mark on the bridge of his nose, and a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"You...you fucking dare to throw me?" The boy pointed at Lin Yu, his voice trembling, whether from anger or pain, it was hard to tell.

The boy's voice suddenly rose eight octaves: "Do you know who I am?"

Lin Yu shook his head.

The young man puffed out his chest, chin held high, and said, enunciating each word clearly, "Listen carefully! I am the Fourth Prince, Xue Beng!"