Logically speaking, Ling Feng's explanation did make sense.
The individual differences among Spirit Masters are indeed vast, so the appearance of anomalies is not impossible.
Moreover, Ling Feng's Spirit is truly special, capable of transforming into battle armor to protect his body, indicating a unique aspect in physical enhancement.
Most importantly, the facts were right before their eyes.
Ling Feng not only successfully absorbed a spirit ring of over five hundred years but also appeared to be in excellent condition, showing none of the sequelae from forcefully absorbing a spirit ring.
"What you said has merit." Bibi Dong's tone softened slightly, "It seems our understanding of spirit ring age limits does indeed have shortcomings."
Ling Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed Bibi Dong accepted the explanation.
"However," Bibi Dong pivoted, "Do not spread word of this for now."
"Yes, Teacher." Ling Feng responded respectfully.
Yue Guan nodded from the side: "Your Holiness the Supreme Pontiff's consideration is thorough; such matters are indeed not suitable for wide dissemination."
Bibi Dong resettled onto the pontiffs throne, looking at the six-year-old child before her, a wave of complex emotion surging in her heart.
Ling Feng's words just now reminded her of someone.
The man who once spoke eloquently before her, guiding practice with theory.
The man she once loved deeply, yet hated profoundly.
"Truly as wise as him," Bibi Dong murmured softly.
Although the voice was low, the few people present heard it clearly.
Hearing this, Ling Feng's heart skipped a beat.
Him?
It couldn't be Yu Xiaogang, could it?
Thinking of this, Ling Feng couldn't help but curse inwardly: That's truly foul language.
Being compared to Yu Xiaogang by Bibi Dong was simply an insult to him.
What skills did that master of theory possess besides talking on paper?
Yu Xiaogang's theories were all plagiarized from Spirit Hall; otherwise, with the experience of a mere Spirit Grandmaster, how could he know the general ranges for Spirit Masters absorbing spirit rings beyond the third one?
What made Ling Feng even more speechless was why Bibi Dong in the original work would fall for Yu Xiaogang; was it truly because she was cursed by the God of Love?
Originally, Ling Feng had speculated if it was the noble Divine Thought of the Rakshasa God, but upon reflection, Bibi Dong hadn't even been to the Slaughter City when she met Yu Xiaogang, so how could she have been influenced?
This might be the most terrifying underlying logic on the Douluo Continent.
"Love Brain!"
Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Hu Liena had a different thought in her heart.
Who was the 'he' Teacher was referring to?
Why did it sound like Teacher had special feelings for that person?
And why compare Junior Brother to that person?
A sense of inexplicable unease welled up in Hu Liena's heart.
Yue Guan also heard Bibi Dong's words and sighed inwardly.
He knew who Bibi Dong was referring to.
He hadn't expected that after so many years, the Supreme Pontiff would still remember him.
"Alright," Bibi Dong snapped back to attention, "You two have worked hard this time. Yue Guan, you may go back and rest first."
"Yes, Your Holiness the Supreme Pontiff." Yue Guan bowed.
After speaking, he turned and left the Supreme Pontiff Palace.
Only Bibi Dong and her two Disciples remained in the hall.
Bibi Dong lightly held her forehead, a smile appearing on her face.
"You two are tired too, go back and rest well."
"Yes, Teacher." Ling Feng and Hu Liena responded simultaneously.
The two turned and left the Supreme Pontiff Palace, their footsteps gradually fading away.
Silence returned to the hall. Bibi Dong sat alone on the pontiffs throne, a trace of bewilderment flashing in her purple pupils.
She extended her slender fingers, gently stroking the scepter on her chest, and an image involuntarily surfaced in her mind.
"Xiaogang..."
That name slipped lightly from her lips, so softly that even she could barely hear it.
Bibi Dong closed her eyes, recalling the scene of her first meeting with Yu Xiaogang.
He was just as talented back then, always able to shock everyone with his unique theories.
And Ling Feng's analysis just now had stirred up the feeling of her heart fluttering from those bygone days.
"What is wrong with me?"
Bibi Dong shook her head, trying to dispel these chaotic thoughts.
She was the Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall, controlling the continent's most powerful force; she should not be swayed by past emotions.
But why was that feeling of palpitation so clear?
"Could it be that I..."
Bibi Dong did not finish her sentence, as she dared not admit the terrifying answer deep within her heart.
In the backyard of the Supreme Pontiff Palace, Ling Feng and Hu Liena walked side by side on the flagstone path.
The sun was setting, casting their shadows long.
"Junior Brother," Hu Liena suddenly stopped walking.
"What is it, Senior Sister?"
Hu Liena turned around, her golden hair shining in the sunset. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, clearly struggling with something.
"Um... Junior Brother, do you think we two could have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill?"
Ling Feng paused, then recalled their coordination in the Star Dou Great Forest.
Indeed, when the Magic Cloud Vine attached itself to Hu Liena, their coordination was perfect, feeling as if they were a match made in heaven.
"Senior Sister wants to try?" Ling Feng asked.
Hu Liena nodded, her eyes shining with anticipation.
"I remember when we were in the forest, your Spirit attached to me, and that feeling was very special. Like... like we truly became one."
Hearing this, Ling Feng secretly rejoiced.
It seemed Senior Sister had a deep impression of that experience.
Similarly, Ling Feng was happy, as this confirmed his guess: perhaps his Spirit could indeed fuse with the Spirits of different people.
"Then let's try it," Ling Feng readily agreed.
The two arrived at an open courtyard, with no one else around.
"Senior Sister, release your Spirit first."
Hu Liena took a deep breath, her golden long hair instantly turning fiery red, and a fluffy tail grew behind her.
"Charming Fox Possession!"
Ling Feng simultaneously released the Magic Cloud Vine, and over ten black-and-red vines coiled around him.
"Senior Sister, relax your mind and do not resist."
Ling Feng concentrated his mind, imagining the Magic Cloud Vine resonating with Hu Liena's Spirit.
Just then, a marvelous thing happened.
The fiery red fox tail behind Hu Liena suddenly emitted a faint glow, and Ling Feng's Magic Cloud Vine also began to tremble.
"Junior Brother, I can feel it!" Hu Liena exclaimed excitedly, "It's like something is calling out to me!"
Ling Feng was overjoyed; the special ability of the Magic Cloud Vine was clearly not accidental.
"Senior Sister, let your Spirit approach me."
Hu Liena complied, and the fiery red fox tail slowly extended towards Ling Feng.
The moment the two Spirits touched, a powerful fluctuation of spirit power erupted.
"Boom!"
A golden-red light enveloped the two, and the immense energy caused the surrounding air to vibrate.
When the light dissipated, Hu Liena was stunned.
Ling Feng had vanished!
In his place, she was now wearing a set of close-fitting black-and-red battle armor that perfectly outlined her graceful figure.
(End of Chapter)
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