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

On the main street of Wuhun City, shops lined both sides, and the sounds of vendors hawking their wares rose and fell.

Steam rose from the freshly steamed buns on the street. Lin Yu stopped, flicked his finger, and a gold soul coin flew toward the stall owner.

"Two steamed buns, please. Keep the change."

The stall owner hurriedly reached out and caught it, the gold soul coin gleaming brightly in his palm.

He quickly stuffed it into his pocket, afraid that Lin Yu would change his mind.

After all, a single gold soul coin could buy out one's entire stall.

When he looked up, he had already put on a fawning smile: "Thank you for your honor, young master. You look quite distinguished, and you seem a bit unfamiliar. Is this your first time visiting Martial Soul City?"

Lin Yu said calmly, "Oh? You figured that out?"

The stall owner chuckled: "I've been in Wuhun City for many years, so I have a good eye for people."

Seeing that he lacked the arrogance typical of wealthy young men, the stall owner grew bolder, quickly glancing around before lowering his voice and approaching.

"Young master, have you heard? Something terrible happened in town last night!"

Lin Yu raised an eyebrow and asked in confusion, "Oh? What's the big deal?"

The stall owner's eyes lit up, with the excitement of gossiping: "It seems that Platinum Archbishop Reynolds died last night!"

"I even heard mourning coming from his mansion last night!"

"She was crying so hard! Like she was about to suffocate!"

Lin Yu took the steamed bun and took a bite, but his heart sank slightly: "Didn't he specifically send someone to deliver a message last night, saying he wanted to apologize to me today? How could he suddenly die overnight?"

Lin Yu remained expressionless and said calmly to the stall owner, "I know that. I was just about to go to your residence for a banquet."

After saying that, Lin Yu turned around and walked towards Lei's residence, slowly chewing on a steamed bun, his mind elsewhere.

"Could this old bastard really be setting a trap for me?"

Lin Yu lowered his head in thought, walked through the crowd, and suddenly turned into a small alley in a less crowded area.

After turning another corner, stand still and casually toss the bag containing the buns aside.

"Come out, I see you."

The alley ahead was deserted.

Lin Yu waited for two breaths, but no one showed up.

He frowned, thinking, "Could it be that I guessed wrong?"

Just as Lin Yu was considering whether to go back, a figure suddenly descended from the height of the alleyway that had been deserted a moment ago.

Lin Yu scanned the newcomer up and down and saw that he had shoulder-length short hair, long and straight legs, and a dashing appearance.

She squinted as she slowly approached, leaning forward to look at Lin Yu. "I'm curious, with your soul power level, how exactly did you detect me?"

Lin Yu did not answer her question, but instead asked, "May I ask this young lady's name?"

Upon hearing this, she raised an eyebrow and smiled: "No wonder His Holiness the Pope values ​​you so much, you're quite the charmer."

She crossed her arms and then said seriously, "Listen carefully to my name."

"Level 92 Power Attack Type Title Douluo, Title: Spirit Kite."

"A Titled Douluo?!"

Lin Yu was a little surprised: "Back at the academy, I guessed that someone was with me. I thought it was a Soul Douluo, but I didn't expect it to be a Title Douluo."

"You should know that apart from those old guys in the Hall of Offerings, Bibi Dong doesn't have many Title Douluos left to use, yet she's willing to send a Title Douluo to protect her."

"I was just worried about what would happen if the person behind Reynolds couldn't beat him at the banquet at the Reynolds' mansion."

"But with a Title Douluo in charge, there shouldn't be much to worry about."

Coming to his senses, Lin Yu saw that Ling Yuan was still in the same pose as before, as if waiting to be praised.

Lin Yu went along with her wishes. After all, she was a Title Douluo. He then respectfully said, "So you are the Spirit Kite Douluo, who possesses both beauty and strength. I have long admired your name."

Ling Yuan grinned: "You've heard of me, kid?"

Lin Yu cupped his hands in greeting: "Your reputation is legendary!"

Ling Yuan laughed even harder, then suddenly realized something, her joy vanished, and she pressed Lin Yu for an answer: "So how exactly did you find out about me?"

Lin Yu's lips curled into a smile as he said, "It seems our Spirit Kite Douluo lacks confidence in his own strength?"

"How could a great Soul Master like me possibly discover you?"

"I just wanted to bluff you, but who would have thought you'd be so impatient and come out on your own?"

Ling Yuan's expression changed, her face flushed with anger, and she pointed at Lin Yu: "You!"

"Alright, alright." Lin Yu slapped her hand away, interrupting her.

"I have to go to a banquet. If I'm late, you'll be eating chicken butts."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Ling Yuan stood still, shook off her hand that had been slapped away, gave a soft snort, and quickly followed.

......

The main gate of Lei Mansion was wide open. Lin Yu led Ling Yuan inside, and as soon as they stepped over the threshold, someone came out.

He quickly knelt down in front of Lin Yu and bowed.

"Greetings, Your Highness, Holy Son, Your Majesty Lingyuan."

Seeing this, Lin Yu couldn't help but sigh, "How much time has passed?"

"I saw him like this back then, but now the tables have turned."

Lin Yu squatted down and helped him up.

"It's Bishop Lei again."

Reynolds stood up: "Thank you, Your Highness, but I am no longer the Platinum Bishop. You can just call me Reynolds."

Lin Yu laughed and said, "But I'm not yet some kind of Holy Son."

Reynolds replied respectfully, "With your talent, it's only a matter of time."

"Then I'll take your good wishes."

"Alright, alright, stop being so polite," Ling Yuan interrupted the conversation.

"I'm starving."

"Oh right, this way please."

Reynolds led the two to their seats. Lin Yu looked at the large round table in front of him, which was filled with delicious food; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a Manchu Han Imperial Feast.

The three took their seats, and Butler Wang poured wine for them.

Reynolds raised his glass to Lin Yu and said, "Your Highness, my two good-for-nothing children offended you yesterday. I hope you will not hold it against them."

"I've already hit them and yelled at them. If you're still not satisfied, you can hit them again once they've recovered."

After saying that, he finished his drink and looked at him with a disappointed expression.

Lin Yu, still eating, mumbled through the food on the table, "Bishop Lei, what are you saying? How come I didn't know your son had offended me?"

"Yesterday was just a friendly sparring match between juniors, although we were a bit too rough with each other."

Upon hearing this, Reynolds' heart finally settled, and he immediately laughed, "Ah, right, right, it's a friendly sparring match."

"I'm getting old, and my mind isn't as sharp as it used to be. I must have remembered it wrong."

"Come on, have some food."

Butler Wang listened to their conversation with his head down, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Your Highness?"

"I never expected this little brat to have such a powerful background! He's actually the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall!?"

"I thought Reynolds had been dismissed and lost power, but I never expected him to hook up with a big shot!"

Steward Wang unconsciously glanced towards the door, silently praying in his heart.

"Bang!"

Just as I feared, a loud crash shattered the vermilion gate, sending splinters flying everywhere.

Immediately following was an arrogant voice: "Reynolds! Your grandpa's here! You'd better wash your neck clean and come over here to meet your death!"