Melee archer with maxed-out Douluo luck

Chapter 5 The Speculator Salas and Bibidon's Ready to Make a Move

Heaven Dou City, Spirit Hall, Salas's office.

"Report, Your Excellency, an urgent document from the Kingdom of Barak has been sent, using the highest level of encryption."

After entering the room, an intelligence officer quickly reported the general situation and handed over the documents in his hand. They were only qualified to receive and send documents, but not to interpret them.

"Hmm? A top-level encrypted file? Alright, go outside and wait for my summons."

Salas frowned. He hadn't handled a document of this caliber in almost six years, especially one from such a remote place. He hoped his subordinates weren't making a mountain out of a molehill; otherwise, he would show the sender what a Platinum Bishop was all about.

Salas opened the document, glanced at the "Angelic Codex" beside it, and began to decipher its contents.

As he looked at the contents, his expression gradually changed from casual to serious. He was already quite knowledgeable, but he had never seen anything described there before.

"Their unique martial soul structure is no less than that of a genius with innate full soul power and twin martial souls. Hmm, these people aren't stupid, but they're still making a mountain out of a molehill."

Salas continued reading as he pondered the words until he reached the last sentence.

"Hmm? You have a past with Her Majesty Guangling?"

He quickly flipped through the pages and finally found information about Han Li's parents in Han Li's file.

He clearly remembered that this was a few years ago, when His Majesty Guangling, who was bored, happened to pass by and casually took on the task, saying that he happened to be passing by and he would handle it. He never expected that they would run into each other today.

"The Spirit Hall of Notting City did a good job and deserves a reward. The city lord is also quite good; perhaps we can move him to a different position later."

His eyes flickered. He belonged to the Papal Palace, but that didn't mean he didn't want to be associated with the Hall of Offerings. Princess Qian Renxue might not think highly of him, but that didn't mean others didn't. This secret report might be his opportunity.

After pondering for a long time, Salas called in the intelligence personnel who were waiting outside and said seriously, "Make two copies and send the intelligence to Wuhun City, with copies sent to the Papal Palace and the Hall of Worship, all at the highest level."

After the intelligence personnel left, Salas, who had intended to summon others, paced back and forth for a few steps. However, realizing that his cultivation was progressing more and more slowly and that there was no hope of being promoted, he simply went directly to the intelligence room.

He was prepared to receive firsthand information. If the feedback from Wuhun City was positive, he was willing to go there himself; he felt he was quite good at taking care of children.

……

News always travels very fast in a small town.

After Xiao Zhan took Han Li and Xiu'er home, he promised to come over at noon to celebrate Han Li's birthday. Just over an hour later, neighbors from the surrounding area came one after another with gifts. After a round of praise and conversation, Han Li's face was almost frozen with smiles before it finally ended.

After instructing Xiu'er to notify the chef to prepare the meal, Han Li returned to his room. He took out his diary to reinforce his memory, then threw it into the brazier, watching it burn to ashes. He was no longer the nobody he once was; he had to prevent any unforeseen events.

While Tao was making his martial soul certificate, he saw Xiao Wu's level certificate. She came from a nearby village, her martial soul was a rabbit, and her innate soul power level was 7. With this, as long as she concealed it a little, it would be understandable that she could cultivate quickly. After all, she had a Blue Silver Grass with full soul power next to her for comparison.

This finally resolved the long-standing question in his mind: why two geniuses with innate full soul power were studying at Notting Academy, yet the Spirit Hall ignored them.

It's understandable that Blue Silver Grass isn't valued, but given that Bibi Dong might have already guessed something, it's truly unacceptable that a rabbit martial soul with innate full soul power isn't valued.

However, he didn't intend to interfere right now. Putting aside the spirit ring, he also wanted the spirit bone. He believed that apart from the Angel Set, everyone else would be willing to trade their own spirit bones for invincibility and teleportation.

It would be dangerous for him to interfere now, and he wouldn't gain anything. Who knows if Tang Hao had been hiding nearby all along? That's why he didn't approach Tang San and Xiao Wu when he saw them before.

Summoning his martial spirits once more and manipulating them to transform, Han Li no longer concealed his excitement. The treatment of the Father of the Planes was always better than that of the earlier Chosen Ones. He hadn't been given too much hardship. If he had really suffered as miserably as Huo Qubing in the early stages, he doubted whether he could have survived until he rose to power.

He symbolically picked up the bow and aimed, then quickly separated it into two swords, slashing forward with a whooshing sound. Han Li put the bow away with satisfaction.

An archer who can't fight in melee isn't a good cook. Red A's template is online, which is why he registered his martial soul certificate as "archer." Although he won't remain unknown forever, he'll take advantage of any opportunity to ambush someone. The thought of someone painstakingly breaking through his ranged attacks only to be utterly crushed by him in close combat makes him involuntarily smile.

"Unfortunately, the attack method for dual swords needs to be readjusted."

Han Li sighed. After learning about his parents' martial souls, he had been practicing swordsmanship for two years. Although it was just simple slashing and hacking, his attack patterns had already taken shape. Now he could only readjust. Fortunately, the physical training had some effect, so it wasn't all for naught.

"I just don't know if our previous gamble will pay off; I hope it will succeed."

Han Li sat back down in his chair, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the table as he pondered his earlier actions.

He had considered many possibilities over the past two years, but he never expected that his martial soul would mutate into a bow. He had always taken his elders' teasing as a joke, as he knew that a super Douluo like Guang Ling from the Hall of Worship was beyond his reach.

And now, perhaps there is a sliver of an opportunity, one that is far superior to any of the routes he had previously planned.

Suddenly, his fingers stopped on the table as he thought of the dormant consciousness of the other dimension.

"Perhaps this is the treatment the Father of Dimensions deserves? Even if it's the basic version?"

"It seems that my mindset hasn't shifted yet. Luck seems to be more powerful than I realize."

A smile bloomed on Han Li's face, a silent laugh escaping his lips, his handsome expression gradually turning grotesque. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer, pounced on the bed, buried his head in the blankets, and burst out laughing.

Unbeknownst to him, as he writhed on the bed, the door opened, and Xiu'er glanced at his condition before quietly closing the door and leaving: "Sure enough, Xiao Li is still a child."

After waiting for a while, there was no sound from inside the room. Xiu'er knocked on the door again: "Young Master, the City Lord and the deacons from the Spirit Hall have arrived. You should come out to greet them."

After a few seconds of silence in the room, Han Li, as usual, opened the door with a smile and walked towards the dining room with Xiu'er.

……

In Wuhun City, two urgent intelligence reports were simultaneously sent to the Papal Palace and the Hall of Worship.

Five minutes later, Pope Bibi Dong, who had received the message, entered the Hall of Worship, which she loathed, with the two Douluo, Chrysanthemum and Ghost, after a long absence.

She wasn't after the so-called innate full soul power or that peculiar martial soul. Besides, no one had better talent than her, except for that "younger sister." Moreover, that genius was a boy, whom she didn't particularly like. Even if he grew up, he'd just be a slightly stronger Xie Yue, insignificant in comparison.

She came to demand an explanation; for her, this was a rare opportunity to further weaken the Qian family's influence within the Spirit Hall.

I'm eagerly awaiting your reading of the new book!

(End of this chapter)