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

Emerging from the Papal Palace, Lin Yu followed the maid through one long corridor after another.

The servants and soul masters he encountered on the road all walked by with their heads down. Occasionally, someone would look up and glance at him, then quickly look away.

"This way, please." The maid walked ahead, her pace neither too fast nor too slow, always keeping a distance of three steps from him.

Lin Yu withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward.

A detached courtyard sits before you, its walls made of light gray bricks, with vines climbing on top and tiny white flowers dotting the green leaves. The courtyard is small, but in an excellent location.

The maid stopped in front of the courtyard gate and stepped aside.

"This is it," she said. "It's been cleaned up inside, but... none of us sisters dare to go into His Holiness the Pope's room."

"We'll have to trouble Young Master Lin."

Lin Yu nodded indifferently and pushed open the door.

There is an old tree in the courtyard, its trunk so thick that three people cannot wrap their arms around it, and its branches and leaves are so lush that they shade half the sky.

There is a stone table under the tree with a chessboard carved on it, and four stone benches next to it.

Lin Yu looked around in the courtyard for a while, then stepped inside.

He pushed open the door and went inside. The room was simple, with a bed, a desk and a wardrobe.

Lin Yu lay down against the headboard, his legs dangling over the edge of the bed.

He was thinking to himself, "It's Douluo Calendar 2635 now, which means Tang San is only four years old."

"He's two years ahead of me, and he also has my divine-level martial soul. He'll never be able to surpass me in this lifetime."

"I just don't know if my first spirit ring can be absorbed for a thousand years?"

"At the very least, a first-ring Thousand Years' Worth is worthy of a God-level Martial Soul."

"I remember there's something called whale glue, which can improve a Soul Master's physique, allowing them to absorb Soul Rings of higher age."

"In that case, I'm confident that my third spirit ring will be a ten-thousand-year lifespan."

"However, it's not easy to get whale glue of the ten-thousand-year quality, and I only have 1000 gold soul coins on hand right now."

"Sigh... Oh well, things will work themselves out. There'll always be a way."

Lin Yu sighed and stopped thinking about it.

Today has been a hectic day, from awakening my martial spirit to visiting the Papal Palace. My mind has been on edge the whole time, but now that I'm relaxing, I can't stop feeling sleepy.

"ha......"

Lin Yu yawned and prepared to change into some more comfortable clothes to sleep.

Walk up to the cabinet door and open it.

?

There were several dresses hanging in the closet, long skirts of various colors, which felt like silk to the touch.

Below is... um... hmm.

The amount of fabric was pitifully small.

He slammed the cabinet door shut, glanced left and right, and seeing that no one had noticed, his heart pounded as if he had been caught doing something wrong.

Lin Yu stood in front of the wardrobe, his mind a jumbled mess, unable to process what was happening for a long time... Then it dawned on him.

In the end, he gave up and just went to sleep.

He walked back to the bed and lay down, pulling the blanket over himself.

"Mmm...it smells delicious."

Late at night.

Two or three birds were resting in the tree.

The lights in the council chamber were still on.

Bibi Dong put down the official document in her hand and rubbed her temples.

She stood up, walked to the window, and opened it.

A cool night breeze blew in, carrying the scent of grass and trees in the courtyard. She took a deep breath, and her fatigue eased a little.

Then she suddenly remembered something, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

She had just taken on a new disciple with innate soul power level 20 and a god-level martial soul, and she arranged for him to be placed in the Holy Maiden Palace.

The Temple of the Holy Maiden...

Bibi Dong froze, standing still, her expression shifting repeatedly.

After a moment, she finally made up her mind, pushed open the window, and disappeared into the night in a flash.

The door to the Temple of the Virgin was gently pushed open.

Moonlight shone in through the doorway and fell on the ground, appearing bluish-white, like a thin layer of frost.

Bibi Dong walked into the room and her gaze fell on the bed. The child was sleeping soundly, breathing evenly, with the blanket covering his chin and only half of his face showing.

She looked away, tiptoed to the wardrobe, and opened the door.

"Who?"

Just as I was about to reach for it, a voice suddenly came from behind me.

Bibi Dong's hand froze in mid-air.

She turned around and met Lin Yu's gaze.

Lin Yu sat up, his hand on the blanket. He was still a little groggy from just waking up, but his eyes were already mostly clear.

He was stunned when he saw who it was.

"teacher?"

Bibi Dong stood in front of the wardrobe, her hand still outstretched, moonlight shining in from the window and falling on her face.

She didn't say anything.

Lin Yu looked at her.

She seems to be blushing?

Lin Yu stared blankly, then suddenly understood, but he still had to pretend he didn't understand. What if they killed him to keep quiet?

He rubbed his eyes, his voice still hoarse from just waking up, "Teacher, what brings you here?"

Bibi Dong paused for a moment, then withdrew her hand and hid it behind her waist.

"Just checking in to see if you're settling in well."

Her voice was calm, as if she really was just there to come and see.

Lin Yu looked at her without saying anything.

Bibi Dong felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, so she looked away and scanned the room.

"How's it going? Is the stay alright?"

"Good......"

......

Another silence followed.

The moonlight fell between the two, making the air glow slightly.

Seeing that her papal authority might be jeopardized if things continued this way, Bibi Dong changed her tone: "How could you sleep like that?"

"what?"

Bibi Dong faced him and said, "Come out! Let me test your strength!"

Lin Yu was taken aback: "Now?"

"Now!"

As Bibi Dong spoke, she raised her hand, and a surge of soul power emanated from her body. She then pulled Lin Yu into the courtyard.

But it quickly receded and remained below a certain limit.

"I won't use any soul power beyond your level; I'll just keep it at the same level," she said. "Let me see what you're capable of."

The two stood in the courtyard, three steps apart.

"Make your move."

No sooner had Bibi Dong finished speaking than Lin Yu moved.

He summoned his blood spear, his entire aura changed, and with a push of his feet, he lunged forward, aiming the spear straight for the opponent's face.

He didn't hold back; he knew that the person standing in front of him was a Title Douluo, so there was no need for him to hold back.

Bibi Dong also took out a long sword and went to meet the attack.

A series of crisp "clanging" sounds echoed through the courtyard.

With spears and swords clashing, Lin Yu used all his strength in every move, but Bibi Dong effortlessly parried each one.

She seemed to be able to see through all his movements, always appearing one step ahead of him where his moves missed.

Three minutes later, Lin Yu was shoved on the shoulder, staggered backward, and fell to the ground.

He was panting and looked up.

Bibi Dong remained standing in the moonlight, her breathing steady, and her position unchanged.

"You have enough power and speed," she said, "but your moves are too rigid. One spar with you and I can see through all your moves. You don't know how to adapt."

"And another thing, why do you use all your strength in every move? How long can you last like that?"

Lin Yu listened attentively and nodded.

Bibi Dong walked over and stood in front of him.

She reached out and gently tucked a stray strand of hair that had fallen across his forehead behind his ear, the movement light and natural.

"However," she changed the subject.

"To be able to reach this level at six years old is already very good."

Lin Yu looked up at her.

The moonlight shone from behind her, gilding her silhouette with a faint silver edge. Her eyes were no longer as intimidating as they had been during the day, and her lips were slightly pursed, carrying a faint smile.

Looking at her now, Lin Yu felt a surge of indescribable emotion. She no longer possessed the majesty she had shown as the Pope that morning, but instead resembled a true teacher.

"What are you looking at!" Bibi Dong glared at him when she saw him staring at her.

Seeing her like this, Lin Yu couldn't help but become bolder.

"Teacher..." he began cautiously.

"Um?"

"Could you..." He paused, then pointed towards the room, "...get me some smaller pajamas?"

"Those clothes in the closet," Lin Yu scratched his head, "I can't fit into them."

Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment.

Then she saw Lin Yu's gaze fall on her face, with a faint smile on his face.

Her face flushed red.

Her cheeks flushed red all the way to her ears; in the moonlight, that blush was so clear it couldn't be hidden.

"you--"

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but then swallowed it back.

Lin Yu stood there, looking at her, and suddenly felt a little regretful. Had he gone too far?

"They're not really going to kill us, are they?"

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, and the blush on her face slowly faded, but the unnaturalness in her eyes remained.

"I'll have a maid bring it over later," she said, her voice clenched through gritted teeth.

"If I find out tomorrow that your strength hasn't improved... hmph."

Before she could finish speaking, she turned and left, her pace more than twice as fast as when she came.

Lin Yu's smug expression froze, and he slapped his forehead in annoyance. "Oops, I dug myself into a hole!"