Chapter 87: A Shock for Qian Daoliu
"Yes, High Priest," Qin Xuan said. "The issue with twin spirits has always been the user's physical and mental endurance. They can't withstand the energy impact of multi-attribute rings. But Jing Ni had already consumed an Immortal Herb and inherited a set of extremely high-quality Spirit Bones. Her physique and mental force were already at the Titled Douluo level before she even became a Spirit Douluo."
"In addition," he added, "Senior Ling Yuan contributed the most during our hunts. Therefore, I gifted the three Spirit Bones we obtained to her. After absorbing them, her spirit power increased to level 93."
"Those are your spoils; Spirit Hall will not interfere," Qian Daoliu said, his mind elsewhere. Compared to Ling Yuan, he was more concerned about Qin Xuan. "Xuan'er, what about you? How did you improve so quickly?"
"It's not entirely due to Spirit Bones," Qin Xuan smiled. "After Jing Ni became a Peak Douluo, she helped me hunt a 100,000-year Soul Beast."
He slowly raised his right hand, and a golden longsword materialized in his palm. At the same time, seven spirit rings appeared around him: two yellow, two purple, two black, and one red. The final, crimson ring immediately captured Qian Daoliu's full attention.
"Good, good, good!" Qian Daoliu said three times, the shock evident in his voice. If he had previously favored the twin-spirited Bibi Dong, the scales in his heart had now completely tilted toward Qin Xuan. A 100,000-year seventh ring, plus two domains—he had left Bibi Dong far behind. He saw in Qin Xuan a potential even more terrifying than Tang Chen's.
"High Priest, you flatter me. It was just luck," Qin Xuan chuckled.
"Ahem," Qian Daoliu cleared his throat, regaining his composure. "You little rascal, still playing tricks on me. I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice."
"That's because you like salty food."
"I've crossed more bridges than you've walked roads."
"That's because I don't like to move."
"You... you little fellow," Qian Daoliu said, exasperated but amused. "Since Jing Ni has reached level 97, according to the rules, she will become the Eighth Worship of Spirit Hall. Her rank will be fifth."
"Yes, High Priest," Ling Yuan responded respectfully. As she turned to leave and spread the news, she cast a flirtatious glance at Qin Xuan.
This vixen... Qin Xuan cursed inwardly before asking, "High Priest, shouldn't she be the Eighth Worship? Why is she ranked ahead of my two teachers?"
"Haha, the ranking of the Worship Hall is based on strength, not seniority," Qian Daoliu explained patiently. "Golden Crocodile is the oldest but is ranked second. I am the High Priest. Your teachers are strong, but not yet at the level of the fifth rank. However, they have touched the bottleneck of level 97. They should be able to surpass him after their seclusion."
I was waiting for you to say that, Qin Xuan thought.
The next second, Jing Ni said something astonishing. "If my strength is greater than the Second Worship's, can I become the Second Worship?"
Qian Daoliu was stunned. "Are you sure? The Second Worship's spirit power has already reached level 98. There is a huge difference between each level after 96. It is an unbridgeable chasm."
"I want to try," Jing Ni said firmly.
Qian Daoliu considered it for a moment. "Alright, I'll grant you that. Golden Crocodile, come see me." He transmitted his spirit power.
Seconds later, a massive, unusually robust golden figure appeared in the room.