Chapter Ten: Will You Be My Disciple? (Please Support with a Vote)

On the throne, Bibi Dong noticed that Xu Sheng did not avoid her gaze; instead, he dared to look straight into her eyes. She immediately knew this child was no ordinary person.

Her thin lips parted slightly. “Your name is Xu Sheng, isn’t it?”

Xu Sheng replied with calm dignity, “Yes, Your Holiness the Pope. If there is no other Xu Sheng who has come to Spirit Soul City, then it must be me!”

Bibi Dong’s ghostly eyes, already displeased with him, flashed with a hint of bloodlust. Coldly, she said, “Boy! You’re courting death! Don’t think that a bit of talent gives you the right to be disrespectful before the Pope!”

Nine spirit rings of yellow, purple, and black—two yellow, two purple, and five black—rose from beneath his feet...

Suddenly, a ghostly shadow emitting a chilling black aura appeared tightly behind Bibi Dong. Within the black mist, a pair of blood-red pupils sent a shiver down one’s spine!

Then, his first spirit ring blazed brightly. Bibi Dong coldly shouted, “First soul skill! Ghost Shadow!”

The red eyes of the ghostly figure trembled, after which afterimages appeared behind him, quickly morphing into a mass of black mist surging toward Xu Sheng...

This guy dared to be so insolent before the Pope; what would he dare to do to him and Ju Hua Guan? Would they then be treated as nothing?

He must be taught a lesson, so he understands that even among titled Douluos, there are distinctions!

Xu Sheng’s pupils suddenly constricted as he stared at the rapidly approaching evil black mist, instinctively stepping back...

Just a step away, the black mist was about to crash into Xu Sheng!

“Stop!” Bibi Dong’s voice was cold and sharp as she gripped her purple-gold scepter tightly. Her words sent a chill through everyone present...

Immediately, the ghostly figure bent forward, his mind realizing his mistake. In an instant, he halted the ghost shadow surging toward Xu Sheng and retracted his spirit soul...

Ju Hua Guan bowed his head, displeasure faintly showing on his face as he silently cursed the ghostly figure: “That old ghost, if only he had been a step faster, creating an accident would have been easy. The Pope surely wouldn’t turn against us because of a washed-up genius!”

This guy was truly as timid as his spirit soul!

Bibi Dong’s sharp phoenix-like eyes swept over the ghostly figure, then glanced at Ju Hua Guan. “If either of you acts without permission again, don’t blame me for being unforgiving!”

Ju Hua Guan and the ghostly figure bowed deeply in unison. “Yes, Your Holiness the Pope!”

Suppressing the surge of adrenaline, Xu Sheng muttered, “That was terrifying. Next time, don’t be so reckless. Even with soul power, without spirit rings, it’s useless.”

Just that ordinary century-old spirit ring made him feel as if he was on the brink of death...

Seeing Ju Hua Guan and the ghostly figure bow silently, Bibi Dong, with an unyielding tone, commanded Xu Sheng, “Since your innate soul power is level ninety, release your spirit soul!”

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Xu Sheng nodded faintly and slowly extended his right hand. With a deliberate thought, clusters of begonia flowers, as if nourished by blood, gathered together. Then, the Nine-Heart Blood Begonia gradually solidified, spinning with a terrifying killing intent as it emerged from his palm...

The entire Spirit Soul Hall was tinged with a faint crimson from this intense soul power...

This scene made Bibi Dong and the others catch their breath. She inhaled deeply, her gaze filled with a hint of nostalgia as she whispered, “This spirit soul is so purely evil!”

It bore many similarities to her own spider spirit soul...

The one who felt it most deeply was Ju Hua Guan, whose spirit soul was also plant-based. He secretly exclaimed, “This kid’s spirit soul has made my chrysanthemum spirit soul seem to bow before it!”

The ghostly figure’s mouth hung open, speechless. “It’s just a plant spirit soul, yet its killing intent surpasses mine by far! They’re not even on the same level!”

From the Nine-Heart Blood Begonia, he sensed two distinct auras: extreme evil and boundless killing intent!

A gleam flashed in Bibi Dong’s eyes as she calmly ordered, “Retract it!”

Upon hearing this, Xu Sheng slowly clenched his palm and withdrew the Nine-Heart Blood Begonia...

With its influence gone, the eerie atmosphere in the Spirit Soul Hall dissipated...

A faint smile curved Xu Sheng’s lips as he asked, “May I inquire how Your Holiness the Pope perceives it?”

Though the Nine-Heart Blood Begonia was merely a plant spirit soul, it was of the same supreme tier as Qian Renxue’s angel spirit soul!

He was confident in this!

The icy coldness on Bibi Dong’s face melted slightly, and she generously praised him, “Impressive. Possessing such an ultimate evil spirit soul and innate soul power at level ninety, your future is boundless!”

Ju Hua Guan sighed dejectedly, “It’s over! Judging from the Pope’s words, our positions with the ghostly figure may really be shaken by this kid.”

The ghostly figure looked at Ju Hua Guan’s expression, feeling a tinge of bitterness...

“Is it coming?” Xu Sheng narrowed his eyes, sensing Bibi Dong was about to react strongly...

On the throne, Bibi Dong’s frosty face barely lifted into a faint smile. “Xu Sheng, would you be willing to become my disciple?”

Ju Hua Guan and the ghostly figure’s gazes fixed on Xu Sheng; naturally, they hoped he would refuse...

Xu Sheng thought silently, “Just as expected.”

After seeing his spirit soul and talent, Bibi Dong’s first thought was to recruit him. Although she appeared to be asking, he knew if he refused, he wouldn’t leave the Spirit Soul Hall without spirit rings!

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But what did that have to do with his ambition as a laid-back person?

A beautiful woman offering to be his master—how could he say no?

“I am willing! But, Your Holiness the Pope, I have one condition. May I ask if it is acceptable?” Xu Sheng gazed seriously at Bibi Dong...

Upon hearing this, the ghostly figure and Ju Hua Guan exchanged sinister smiles...

Ju Hua Guan’s heart leapt with secret joy. “The Pope hates it most when others negotiate terms with her. This kid is courting death!”

The ghostly figure said, “Looks like this kid is done for today. He must already be imagining the Pope’s wrath!”

But they were disappointed—Bibi Dong showed no anger, only a slight frown. “What is your condition?”

Her words hit Ju Hua Guan like a hammer, leaving him dazed. “Damn, the Pope isn’t angry?”

The ghostly figure closed his eyes in despair. “Has this kid’s talent reached a level that the Pope can tolerate? It’s over, it’s really over...”

Xu Sheng straightened his back and declared loudly, “Your Holiness the Pope, I can be your disciple and pledge loyalty to the Spirit Soul Hall. However, I hope that when I ask to leave the Hall temporarily in the future, you will not stop me!”

Why did Xu Sheng make this condition? Because he obviously couldn’t stay in the Spirit Soul Hall forever.

There were plenty of beautiful ladies and countless delicacies outside. Even a laid-back person had ambitions!

Bibi Dong pursed her soft lips and began weighing the pros and cons...

After a moment, she said expressionlessly, “I can agree to your request! But, I also have a condition!”

The ghostly figure felt as if he had been struck again, his mouth twitching uncontrollably. “Oh damn! Your Holiness, you’re really spoiling this guy, aren’t you?”

He had never expected Bibi Dong to accept such a ridiculous demand!

Ju Hua Guan patted his own choked heart, looking utterly aggrieved...

“Repeatedly crossing your bottom line without anger, yet the old ghost and I get scolded just for a single wrong word. Wailing—this is so unfair!”