Douluo Continent: Twin Golden and Silver Dragons Shock Bibi Dong

A tiger, over three meters long, with muscles bulging like granite and fur gleaming with a metallic sheen, leaped out of the bushes, its scarlet eyes fixed on the three people in the camp.

"King Kong Tiger?"

Bibi Dong's eyes lit up, and without even getting up, she simply waved her hand casually.

An invisible surge of soul power erupted instantly. Before the majestic Vajra Tiger could pounce, it was as if it had been slammed to the ground by an invisible giant hand.

"boom!"

The ground trembled, and the Vajra Tiger let out a mournful cry. Its limbs were pinned to the ground, rendering it unable to move. Its bones, which were originally as hard as iron, made cracking sounds as they could no longer bear the weight.

Bibi Dong walked up to the immobilized tiger, examined it carefully, then turned to look at Xuan Hao, a smile playing on her lips:

Looks like I won't be getting any sleep tonight.

"The Vajra Tiger, which is about 850 years old, has amazing defense and is one of the best among soul beasts of the same level. As the first soul ring of the Golden Dragon, although it is not a sub-dragon species, it is definitely considered top-grade."

She looked at Xuan Hao and handed him a sharp short sword: "Go, kill it."

Xuan Hao took the short sword, took a deep breath, and walked to the Vajra Tiger that was still growling.

Although it was his first time killing such a ferocious beast, he didn't hesitate much. In this world, it's either you die or I die.

"Pfft!"

The short sword pierced the Golden Tiger's eye socket with precision, penetrating straight into his brain.

The Vajra Tiger convulsed violently a few times before falling silent. A bright yellow spirit ring, with a hint of purple, slowly rose from its corpse.

"Sit cross-legged, focus your mind on your martial spirit, and use your soul power to guide the soul ring." Bibi Dong's voice rang in my ears. "Remember, this soul ring is very old and its impact will be very strong. Guard your mind and don't be overwhelmed by the violent energy."

Xuan Hao sat down as instructed and summoned the phantom of a golden dragon.

As the spirit ring entered his body, a surge of scalding heat rushed into his limbs and bones, as if countless red-hot knives were churning wildly inside him.

The energy of a spirit ring that has been around for over eight hundred years is indeed far too domineering for the first spirit ring.

Xuan Hao's brows furrowed instantly, his jaw clenched, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, and fine beads of blood even seeped from his skin.

"Hold on!" Bibi Dong, who had been guarding him, immediately released a gentle spiritual force to protect Xuan Hao's heart meridian. "The Golden Dragon is the ancestor of power. Use your will to control this power, instead of letting it burst you!"

Xuan Hao heard Bibi Dong's voice. In his sea of ​​consciousness, the proud golden dragon seemed to be enraged by this foreign, savage power.

"hold head high--!!"

A powerful dragon roar exploded within his body.

Golden light erupted from Xuan Hao's body, forcefully suppressing the violent tiger-like aura.

Chapter 8 Golden Dragon Body

……

Time passed second by second.

From midnight to dawn.

When the first ray of sunlight pierced through the tree canopy and fell on Xuan Hao, the restless energy around him finally calmed down completely.

The deep yellow spirit ring was firmly placed on the golden dragon phantom, exuding a heavy and domineering aura.

Xuan Hao slowly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them, his originally sky-blue pupils instantly transforming into crimson-gold vertical pupils. He abruptly stood up, his bones cracking like popping beans, a powerful sense of strength filling his entire body.

"How about it?"

Bibi Dong and Hu Liena, who had been standing guard nearby, immediately looked over.

Xuan Hao clenched his fist, feeling the surging soul power within his body, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Is this what it feels like to be a Soul Master...?"

Bibi Dong nodded in satisfaction, stepped forward, placed her hand on his shoulder, sensed it briefly, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

“Soul power... Level thirteen.”

"Absorbing a soul ring that is over 800 years old, I directly jumped three levels of soul power."

Although it's a bit exaggerated, considering that he was born with full soul power and had accumulated it for a long time, coupled with the enormous energy of this transcendent soul ring, it all seems to make sense.

"Congratulations, you have officially become a Soul Master."

Bibi Dong withdrew her hand, looked at Xuan Hao's energetic face, and smiled as she posed the question she had already prepared:

"Now that you've become a Soul Master, what are your plans for the future?"

Xuan Hao looked at Bibi Dong, who was full of anticipation, and then glanced at Hu Liena, who was standing next to him without saying a word but whose eyes were also full of hints. He knew exactly what was going on.

This isn't some "future plan," it's clearly a multiple-choice question.

A. Come back to the Spirit Hall with us and enjoy a life of luxury.

B. We knocked him unconscious and carried him back to the Spirit Hall to live a life of luxury.

If he dared to say, "I want to go to Tiandou City to seek refuge with Xue Qinghe," Bibi Dong would probably break his legs with a smile the next second, and then gently tell him, "Be good, don't go anywhere, I'll take care of you."

But the play still has to be performed completely.

Since he had previously established a tragic persona of "both his parents died because of the Spirit Hall," wouldn't it seem very fake if he readily agreed to join before the other party even offered to recruit him?

Xuan Hao lowered his head, his eyes darting around, his fingers unconsciously stroking the short sword in his hand, remaining silent.

Upon seeing this, Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with understanding. This child was indeed still concerned about those old matters.

I know you still have something on your mind.

Bibi Dong stepped forward, squatted down, and looked Xuan Hao in the eye. Her voice was unusually gentle. "I am very sorry about your parents. As a large organization, the Spirit Hall does have many shortcomings."

"But that's precisely why I want you to come back with me. Only when you have enough status and power will you be qualified to change the things you don't like."

She reached out and gently grasped Xuan Hao's slightly cold hand, her tone sincere:

"I am willing to take you as my personal disciple, just like Nana. In the Spirit Hall, you are the Pope's disciple, no one will dare to bully you, and you will receive the best resources and the best teaching."

“I will not treat you as an ordinary subordinate or tool, but as... a real family member.”

Xuan Hao raised his head, his eyes seeming somewhat wavering, but he still pursed his lips tightly, showing a hint of stubbornness.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong sighed inwardly and offered even greater concessions and bargaining chips:

"It's okay if you don't want to call me teacher."

She smiled, a hint of affection in her smile. "You can call me 'sister' for now. But I will still teach you the same way I taught Nana."

"Once you arrive at the Spirit Hall, you won't need to follow those formalities or bow to those elders and bishops. In this world, you only need to listen to me."

"This is the only thing you need to remember, and the only thing you need to follow."

"You'll only listen to me?"

Xuan Hao finally spoke, tilting his head and staring intently at Bibi Dong with his crimson-gold vertical pupils, asking a very sharp question, "What if you asked me to die? Would I die too?"

“I know you’re all very good to me now. But I don’t like owing people favors. It’s hard to pay back those favors, and it’s a lot of trouble.”

"If one day you ask me to die to repay this favor, wouldn't I be at a huge loss?"

Bibi Dong paused for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh out loud. This child's way of thinking was always so straightforward and realistic, yet inexplicably endearing.

"Do not worry."

Bibi Dong's smile faded, and her expression became extremely solemn. "In the future, I may send you to kill, to face powerful enemies, and to do extremely dangerous things. After all, the path of the strong is never smooth."

"But I assure you, I will never send you to your death."

"You are my disciple, and also my... younger brother."

Bibi Dong reached out and gently touched Xuan Hao's short silver hair. "How could your sister bear to let her brother die?"

Hu Liena: "..."

She glanced at Bibi Dong, then at Xuan Hao, her expression turning somewhat strange.

If the teacher takes a junior brother as her younger brother, wouldn't she, as the disciple, suddenly be a generation lower? Would she have to call him "Junior Uncle" every time they meet?

This is such a mess!

Seemingly sensing Hu Liena's hesitation, Bibi Dong turned her head and added casually, "Each to their own opinion."

“You are my disciple, and he is also my disciple. In private, I am his older sister, but in terms of seniority in the Spirit Hall, he is still your junior brother.”

Hu Liena breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest.

Thankfully, the senior sister's dignity was preserved.

Having said all that, Xuanhao knew it was time to stop while he was ahead.

He took a deep breath, as if making a firm decision, and nodded heavily: "Okay, I promise you, sister."

Upon hearing the word "sister," Bibi Dong finally felt relieved, and a genuine smile appeared on her face.

Thankfully, the child agreed.

If she continued to be stubborn, she was prepared to send a telepathic message to the ghost to arrange a few "hero saves the beauty" or "life and death together" scenes on the way back to improve her favorability.

After all, with such talent and a personality that suits her perfectly, there's absolutely no way she could let go.

"By the way, junior brother."

At this moment, Hu Liena came over and looked at Xuan Hao curiously. "What is your first soul skill? The first soul ring in over eight hundred years, I've never heard of it before. Tell me about its effects."

Xuan Hao perked up at the mention of soul skills.

"My first soul skill is called the Golden Dragon Body."

Xuan Hao clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within his body. "It's a status-type soul skill that amplifies all attributes. But its core effect is strength and defense, which can be increased by up to 100%. However, the greater the increase, the greater the soul power consumption."

"Double?!"

Bibi Dong and Hu Liena exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

"A single attribute boost of 100% is already rare, but a boost to all attributes can reach this level?" Bibi Dong exclaimed in surprise.

But then she thought about it again and felt relieved.

"The Vajra Tiger's innate skill is Vajra Transformation, which is a life-or-death technique that can greatly increase strength and defense in a short period of time. It seems that your Golden Dragon Martial Soul has perfectly absorbed and optimized this characteristic."

"This is a divine skill tailor-made for you."