Ling Yuan and Qian Yucheng returned to the Spirit Hall. On their way to the library, they encountered a young girl.
The girl's long, light purple hair framed her delicate features, and her innocent, clear eyes curiously observed the surrounding buildings.
Her light purple dress fluttered in the wind, inadvertently revealing her fair and vibrant knees.
"Teacher was right, the Spirit Hall is the most sacred and desirable place on the continent!"
"I'll be starting a new life here from now on, Bibi Dong, you can't let Teacher down!"
She encouraged herself softly, then looked up and saw a beautiful, unfamiliar older sister and her teacher there.
"Teacher!" she smiled sweetly.
Qian Yucheng shook his head and said, "Miss, you've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not your teacher!"
"Ah?" Bibi Dong hadn't expected to mistake someone else!
But this man looked remarkably like her teacher!
After a closer look, she realized something was amiss.
The person before her wasn't dressed extravagantly, but gave off a gentle, welcoming aura!
Her teacher, however, possessed a strange aura that made people hesitant to approach him.
Bibi Dong awkwardly said, "I'm sorry, I've mistaken you for someone else!"
"It's alright. You must be the child my elder brother brought back from outside, right?"
Qian Yucheng smiled faintly, indicating it was nothing.
Bibi Dong looked at him in confusion. Her elder brother?
Ling Yuan stepped forward and introduced, "This is the second young master of Qian Yucheng. Your teacher, His Holiness Pope Qian Xunji, is his biological elder brother."
She then introduced herself, "I am Ling Yuan, the Eighth Elder of the Enforcement Hall!"
Bibi Dong immediately adopted a polite gesture: "Bibi Dong greets the second young master and Elder Ling Yuan!"
"No need for formalities!" Qian Yucheng smiled slightly, his
demeanor gentle and refined. The tension in Bibi Dong's heart gradually disappeared.
"This is the Spirit Hall's library. I usually read here when I have nothing else to do. If you encounter any problems in the books, you can ask me."
After saying this, Qian Yucheng left with Ling Yuan.
This made Bibi Dong, who was about to say something, abandon her idea and watch the two leave with intense curiosity in her eyes.
A moment later, a maid found Bibi Dong and led her to her residence.
…
Back in the library, Ling Yuan couldn't wait to ask,
"Second Young Master, is that His Holiness the Pope's disciple? Why do I see a deathly aura on her?"
The deathly aura she spoke of was the strange aura of someone about to die or killed by an evil spirit master.
"Half a month ago, the Spirit Hall sent Yue Guan and Gui Mei to a border region to investigate evil spirit masters."
"Bibi Dong should have been brought back after they resolved that matter,"
Qian Yucheng guessed.
However, the deathly aura on Bibi Dong wasn't for the reason Ling Yuan guessed.
It was due to her own spirit!
A rare, top-tier beast spirit, the Death Spider Emperor!
People who awaken this kind of spirit are usually considered unlucky!
And evil spirit masters happen to like this kind of spirit!
Bibi Dong's village is probably gone.
Awakening the Death Spider Emperor requires a living sacrifice!
This is recorded in the Spirit Hall's books, and he already knew it.
Qian Yucheng probably felt some sympathy for Bibi Dong in the original story.
The price of awakening a top-tier spirit was the sacrifice of her beloved family and friends!
If Yue Guan and the others hadn't arrived in time, she might have become a walking corpse long ago!
Thinking back to the scene in the secret chamber, she cursed inwardly,
"Damn it, Qian Xunji, you're a real scoundrel, you beast!"
Ling Yuan, noticing the uncertain expression on Qian Yucheng's face, asked in confusion,
"Second Young Master, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Qian Yucheng, regaining his composure, gave an awkward smile: "Sorry, I was just thinking about those wicked evil spirit masters. It's a pity I can't cultivate, otherwise I would definitely give them a good beating!"
"Second Young Master, you don't need to handle these fighting matters personally."
"Your current task is to complete the core theory of martial spirits as soon as possible!"
Ling Yuan wouldn't let an ordinary person like him, who couldn't even kill a chicken, fight. The Grand Elder's reprimand wouldn't be something anyone could handle!
"Hmm, I know that. It's good that you can help me; I can accurately supplement and improve the data later on!"
"That way, when the theory is completed, you'll also have a share of the credit!"
Qian Yucheng's words instantly filled Ling Yuan with anticipation.
Being able to participate in such a great theoretical research was a great honor for her!
Second Young Master, you're such a good person!
Just then, a gust of wind blew by, and the door to the library opened.
A dignified voice rang out: "Ling Yuan, you may step back now. I have something to say to him!"
Ling Yuan immediately stood up and respectfully said, "I obey the Grand Elder's command!"
She activated a purple soul ring and disappeared from the library.
Qian Yucheng sighed and looked up to see a middle-aged man, even more handsome than himself, standing before him.
He said irritably, "Hey, Old Deng, why aren't you guarding the inheritance in the Hall of Worship? What are you doing here?"
Qian Daoliu, seeing his disrespectful manner, scolded, "You're over thirty years old! When are you going to change your way of speaking?!"
He said this on the surface, but inwardly he was quite pleased, as only with his second son did he feel no distance.
"Tch, arrogant old man!" Qian Yucheng thought disdainfully.
"Your martial soul hasn't changed at all?"
Qian Daoliu asked with his familiar greeting.
"Yes, thirty years have passed since my Martial Soul Awakening, and this tattered book is still in terrible condition!"
Qian Yucheng answered casually, also voicing his own question:
"I find it strange that someone like me, who can't cultivate, hasn't changed appearance in all these years?"
Qian Daoliu was also puzzled. Logically, his second son, unable to cultivate soul power, should have experienced physical decline after the age of thirty-five.
Yet, he still looked like a twenty-five-year-old, with excellent physical condition.
"Perhaps, it's the Angel God protecting you!"
Qian Daoliu could only attribute this to the Angel God's protection.
However, he wasn't here for casual conversation.
"Yucheng, what do you think of your elder brother serving as Pope for so long?" What do I think ?
I'll just sit here and observe!
"He's doing a pretty good job. Under his leadership, the Martial Soul Hall is thriving, even better than you were back then!"
Qian Yucheng, of course, understood his father's unspoken meaning, but how could he tell the truth?
That was his own brother!
As the younger brother, he certainly couldn't speak ill of him in front of his father in private!
Seeing his second son's perfunctory attitude, Qian Daoliu sat down and sighed,
"It's a pity you can't cultivate soul power, otherwise the position of Pope would be most suitable for you!"
Qian Yucheng looked at him incredulously: Old Deng, why did you harm me?!
A Douluo version of "The young master is often ill, you should encourage him"?!
He hurriedly said, "Father, please don't say such things again, I'm afraid my elder brother will misunderstand!"
Hearing this, Qian Daoliu recalled Qian Xunji's previous words. His second son seemed to know nothing, but in reality, he knew everything!
No wonder he had spent thirty years in this boring library!
He had both eliminated public scrutiny and put his elder brother, the Pope, at ease.
"My son Yucheng, you have the wisdom and demeanor I have before me!" He was very satisfied with this.
Qian Daoliu took out a box and said, "This contains a storage soul tool, with a space of one hundred cubic meters. Give it to that child at the disciple-acceptance ceremony!"
As a father, how could he let his son be embarrassed on such an important occasion!
Qian Xunji had already broken off relations, so he knew this disciple-acceptance ceremony might be aimed at his second son.
Therefore, he prepared this gift.
"One hundred cubic meters, such a storage soul tool is rare. Does it have a name?"
Qian Yucheng was surprised; his father was too generous!
Of course, he was also very touched.
Old Deng was still trustworthy in crucial moments!
"No name. Think of one yourself!"
"Remember, I haven't been here today!"
Qian Daoliu said, and then disappeared.
A moment later, Ling Yuan walked in and asked,
"Grand Elder..."
Qian Yucheng looked at her in confusion and said,
"What Grand Elder? Aren't there just the two of us here?!"
She instantly understood and nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, yes, it's just the second young master and me here!"
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(End of Chapter)