Chapter 153: Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue
Spirit City, The Pope's Palace.
The heavy doors of the great hall opened slowly, and Qian Renxue walked alone through the magnificent hall spanning thousands of square meters.
The hall appeared extremely vast, making her figure look incredibly small.
Hanging from the towering dome, which exceeded fifty meters in height, were ninety-nine giant chandeliers.
The light was soft yet penetrating, illuminating every corner of the hall down to the finest detail.
On both sides stood thirty-six gilded pillars, each thick enough for ten people to embrace, with a meticulously carved Dragon statue coiled at the base of every pillar.
Above the pillars were carved angel reliefs, each one lifelike.
At the end of the hall sat a wide Pope throne.
At this moment, a woman was seated upright on the throne.
She looked extremely young, seemingly less than thirty years old.
She wore a luxurious black robe with gold patterns and a nine-curved purple gold crown on her head.
A scepter, about two meters long and inlaid with countless precious gems, floated quietly beside her.
Yet the Aura surrounding her was like a volcano about to erupt, making the entire hall feel as if it had completely solidified.
She looked down coldly at the unhurried figure below, her eyes churning with loathing, hatred, fury, and a trace of imperceptible complexity.
She was the current Pope of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong!
Standing on the left and right sides below her were two figures.
One looked extremely enchanting, with the appearance and demeanor of a woman, but was undeniably a man.
The other was shrouded in black mist, appearing illusory and dreamlike.
All that could be seen were a pair of deep black eyes, like a mass of mist floating in the air.
The concentrated, unyielding Aura on their bodies signaled their strength as Titled Douluo.
These two were precisely the two top combatants under Bibi Dong's command: Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.
When Qian Renxue came to a stop, Bibi Dong's scolding voice, suppressing anger, suddenly rang out in the hall, "Why have you returned? Who gave you permission to return?"
Facing Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue remained composed, her cold voice sounding indifferently, "I do not wish to waste any more of my time on meaningless matters. Are you satisfied with this reason?"
"Insolent!"
Bibi Dong rebuked angrily, "Do you have any idea how much Spirit Hall has invested in you over these years?"
"That was for your plan, not for me."
Qian Renxue's tone rose slightly, "Furthermore, it seems my affairs are not for you to manage, are they... Sister?"
Bibi Dong's expression stiffened, then she flew into a rage, "Presumptuous! Who do you think you are speaking to?"
She stood up abruptly, and a surging pressure, like a mountain, crushed fiercely toward Qian Renxue.
However, before that pressure could reach her, it quietly dissipated, vanishing into nothingness.
Regarding this, Qian Renxue did not even lift an eyelid; in fact, this woman's reaction was entirely within her expectations.
"Anyway, Xue Qinghe is already dead. If you want to stage a play about the Heaven Dou Crown Prince coming back from the dead, then I suggest you send your dearest Disciple."
Qian Renxue's voice carried an indescribable mockery.
As she finished speaking, ignoring Bibi Dong's ugly expression, she turned to leave.
At this moment, Bibi Dong seemed to think of something, sat down slowly, and her voice became calm, "You care... very much about that child named Lin Yang, don't you."
Qian Renxue's body paused, she stopped in her tracks, her eyelids lowered, and without looking back, she said, "I owe him a life. If you make a Move against him, do not blame me for tearing down your The Pope's Palace..."
With that said, Qian Renxue's figure slowly left the The Pope's Palace.
Leaving behind a grim-faced Bibi Dong.
Crack—!
The armrest of the noble Pope throne was easily crushed into powder by a pair of jade hands.
Heaven Dou City seemed to be shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere during this time.
The impact brought about by the death of the Empire's heir was undoubtedly immense, involving countless nobles and factions.
Among the common people, there was much discussion regarding Xue Qinghe's death.
Some believed it was Spirit Hall, some thought it was the Star Luo Empire, and others believed it was internal strife for power.
Various versions were rampant.
Only Lin Yang knew that Qian Renxue had broken free from her shackles and returned to Spirit Hall.
However, as Xue Qinghe's friend on the surface, Lin Yang still went to pay his respects to Xue Qinghe.
Because there was no body, there was only a cenotaph for Xue Qinghe in the mourning hall.
After paying his respects, Lin Yang left directly.
Xue Beng had the intention to go up and say something, but was grabbed by Prince Xue Xing.
"Imperial Uncle?"
"Don't be impatient!"
There was hidden excitement in Xue Xing's eyes, but more of it was caution.
"You are not allowed to do anything right now, you are not allowed to recruit anyone, just report to the Emperor on time every day."
"Why?"
Xue Beng looked resentful.
Xue Qinghe was finally dead; if he didn't seize the opportunity to scheme for the Crown Prince position now, what was he waiting for?
Xue Xing took a deep breath, suppressing the blood pressure that was about to soar, and couldn't help but whisper, "You are now the only prince; the position of Crown Prince will be yours sooner or later."
"What you need to do now is not to fight, but to wait. As long as you have patience, people will naturally come to pledge allegiance to you."
"What about Lin Yang..."
"Lin Yang's background is complex, and he is protected by Poison Douluo. If you want to recruit him, you cannot be hasty."
Hearing his Imperial Uncle's advice, Xue Beng finally nodded.
Time can heal everything, and the name Xue Qinghe was soon gradually forgotten by people.
Replacing him was the new Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Beng.
Who was the Crown Prince, who was the heir to the Empire, Lin Yang did not care.
After paying his respects to Xue Qinghe, he had already headed to the Yin Yang Ice and Fire Well to go into secluded cultivation.
This period of secluded cultivation would be very long because he needed to condense a Spirit Core.
As a Transmigration, he knew the importance of a Spirit Core all too well.
The Spirit Core is a core formed after compressing liquid Soul Power into a solid state; it can be regarded as the Soul Power core of a Soul Master, equivalent to the inner core of a Soul Beast.
Once formed, the Spirit Core is stored in the Dantian and has the function of accelerating the recovery of Soul Power.
Once a Soul Master has a Spirit Core, their combat ability and endurance will far exceed that of an ordinary Soul Master.
Because there was no such concept as a "Spirit Core" during this period, the only thing similar to it was Dugu Bo's Dan Pearl.
Therefore, he specially consulted Dugu Bo about it.
Dugu Bo naturally did not hold anything back and poured out his entire experience and process when he condensed his Dan Pearl.
In summary, there are two most important points for condensing a Spirit Core: powerful Spiritual Power and precise control over Soul Power.
Lin Yang completely fulfilled these two aspects.
His Spiritual Power, after the Great Sun Meditation Method and the increase in his cultivation, was currently at the high stage of the Spirit Sea Realm.
Although not top-tier, it was more than enough for Cultivating a Spirit Core.
And as for the precise control of Soul Power, that went without saying.
The Breathing Technique itself is the ultimate mastery of Soul Power and the body; otherwise, it would have been impossible to derive so many Moves.
The only thing required, a massive accumulation of Soul Power, could only be supplemented by the energy of the Yin Yang Ice and Fire Well.
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