Melee archer with maxed-out Douluo luck

Chapter 132 Bing'er Returns Home, Holy Son Han Li, and the Suddenly Resurrected Dimensional Consciousness

The things that happened today are finally resolved.

But looking at the devastated scene before them, and considering the considerable commotion that had occurred earlier, the group exchanged bewildered glances.

Although it's secluded, it's still near Wuhun City, so it's bound to attract attention.

So Qingluan stepped forward and used his wind blades to plow the surrounding ground again. Guangling, who was standing next to him, understood his meaning and casually fired a few more arrows, creating the illusion that the two were sparring.

Anyway, after all that, the valley was gone, and was directly filled in by the surrounding collapsed hills.

The valley was also devastated; trees were cut to pieces by the wind blades, and the ground was riddled with craters from the arrows, completely obscuring the previous traces.

The group then headed back into the city, where they bumped into members of the Spirit Hall who had come to check on the situation. They left with the comment that the two were just sparring, and continued on their way to Spirit City.

Whether those people will investigate further or return directly is not their concern. They have already given their explanation, and whether they believe it or not is irrelevant.

After returning to the city, Han Li and his two companions tried out the same operation again over the next few days.

Only when they were able to quickly stabilize and their training was no different from regular training did Han Li get busy again.

There are many things to do. The first is that Shui Bing'er needs to go home and obtain her second soul ring.

She had only been a disciple for a short time, and there were no suitable spirit beasts for her in Wuhun City. However, she had found out that a 4,000-year-old Water Condensation Flying Phoenix roamed the Frozen Forest, which would be perfect as her second spirit ring.

The problem is that her current physical condition is not up to par. Han Li has been helping her refine whale glue these past few days to quickly improve her physical condition.

The second matter concerns the Martial Soul Fusion Technique.

Upon returning, Han Li immediately reported the matter to the Hall of Offerings, and even brought two girls along to demonstrate the results.

This is also what gave him a headache, as Qian Daoliu came directly to him.

It's important to know where Han Li's Martial Soul Fusion Skill is most suitable for; without a doubt, it's the Angel Legion.

Those were a large number of two-winged angel martial souls, and they absolutely believed in the Angel God.

But both Han Li and Qian Daoliu were well aware that Han Li could not teach them for a long time, nor could he teach them for an extended period of time.

Firstly, now is the best time for Han Li to cultivate, and it cannot be wasted.

Secondly, that was the Spirit Hall, or rather, the Qian family's private army. Doing this was not appropriate, as it was not the same as Han Li's previous efforts to win over the worshippers.

Then, after Han Li taught them once, they decisively gave up.

Moreover, Han Li also deeply understood a principle: people are different from one another. Even when he taught them step by step, Soul Saints could make frequent mistakes, which shows that the relationship between talent and intelligence is not positively correlated.

So, he's currently biting his pen, racking his brains to figure out how to create a simplified three-step cultivation manual so that the angel legion, who only knows how to praise angels, can follow it for cultivation.

As for his previous speculation about the Xingluo Dai family, Guangling told him that Qiandaoliu had already sent people to investigate quietly, and all he needed to do was wait for the results.

And so, half a month later, Qingluan left with Shui Bing'er, whose physical condition had temporarily reached its limit.

Han Li finally created a handbook based on his elementary school Chinese textbook from his previous life—the kind that tells stories through pictures—and threw it into the Angel Legion so they could cultivate according to it.

Just as he finally breathed a sigh of relief, Guang Ling returned from the Hall of Offerings with a joyful expression.

The first thing he said upon entering was, "Xiao Li, the matter of the Holy Son has been settled. In three days, your new identity will be known throughout the entire continent."

"Is there going to be some kind of ceremony? And what kind of information has been released?"

Upon hearing Guang Ling's words, Han Li instinctively asked a question.

"Don't worry, the ceremony is very simple and will not be held in public. It will be held inside the Spirit Hall. You just need to attend and go through the motions."

"As for your information, considering your age, we have only released your name and martial soul, the Ice and Fire Divine Dragon Bow. Even your portrait will not be released. You can rest assured."

Guangling looked at his apprentice, who was frowning, and replied with amusement.

Although Han Li chose to step into the limelight, Guang Ling was familiar with his personality and naturally took care of everything for him.

"Oh, that's good."

Han Li breathed a sigh of relief. He was still pursuing the high-level route and didn't want to be stared at like a giant panda as soon as he went out.

"Don't be shy then, it'll be our dear Pope who will crown you."

Guangling winked at him and teased him.

"That doesn't matter. If she tries to embarrass me in front of so many people, she'll be the one who loses face."

Han Li wasn't worried about this at all, and said it with a calm expression.

"Tsk, chatting with you is really boring."

Guangling clicked her tongue and pursed her lips.

"Alright, I've already informed you. Get ready. I have something to do, so I'll be going now."

"By the way, stop cultivating for now. Someone will come to measure your height and build in a bit and make you some clothes."

Guangling had already walked into the courtyard when she turned back and added a sentence.

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Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and the day for bestowing the title of Holy Son arrived in no time.

Guangling looked Han Li up and down, who was dressed in a magnificent white-gold crown robe and whose hair was neatly styled. She said with satisfaction, "Not bad, you still look quite convincing."

Han Li looked helplessly at Guang Ling, who was still joking with him, and said, "Alright, Master, we should set off now."

"Alright, alright, in a few hours, I'll be calling you 'Your Highness the Holy Son'."

Guangling turned and walked out, not forgetting to make another joke.

Han Li shook his head, said nothing, and looked at the two women beside him: "Let's go, we'll follow."

In the square in front of the Papal Palace.

At this moment, most of the Spirit Hall personnel from Spirit City had gathered here; except for those who needed to perform guard duties, almost everyone was present.

Some of the lower- and middle-ranking members of the Spirit Hall were still whispering among themselves, speculating about what major event was about to be announced today.

Conversely, the high-ranking personnel who already knew everything remained silent, simply waiting for the event to begin.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the doors of the Papal Palace were slowly opened.

A guard of honor consisting of twelve cardinals emerged from the side door and stood on either side.

"His Holiness the Pope has arrived."

As a voice rang out in the square, the crowd fell silent, bowed, and shouted, "Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope."

After the ceremony, everyone turned their attention to Bibi Dong, who was standing on the central steps.

What surprised them was that the two titled Douluo they were familiar with appeared behind her today, but a handsome young man.

Bibi Dong glanced expressionlessly at the crowd below, her voice amplified by her soul power, echoing throughout the entire plaza.

"By unanimous decision of the Papal Palace and the Hall of Worship (Hall of Elders), from this day forward, Han Li shall be the Holy Son of our Spirit Hall."

After speaking, she turned to the side, reached out and took the platinum crown presented to her by the cardinal with both hands, and placed it on Han Li's head, thus completing the ceremony.

Before the Spirit Hall personnel behind could react, they heard the high-ranking officials in front bow again and shout, "Greetings, Your Highness the Holy Son!" So, they could only follow suit, completely bewildered.

When they looked up again, they found that the steps in front of them were empty.

Neither the Pope nor the new Holy Son had been seen; many of them hadn't even seen the Holy Son's face clearly.

The remaining time was spent having the cardinal organize their orderly exit.

In short, they only understood one thing after coming here today: from today onwards, the Spirit Hall will have a mysterious Holy Son named Han Li.

Meanwhile, our Holy Son declined the subsequent banquet and was rushing home.

It wasn't that he didn't want to talk to others—after all, the higher-ups already remembered him—but rather that at the very moment the ceremony was completed, he received a call again from his long-dormant son.

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