After absorbing the soul bone, Murong Huai's soul power also increased by two levels. The increase in soul power brought by the soul bone to the soul master is not as obvious as that of the soul ring. Nearly 90% of the energy of Murong Huai's soul bone was transformed into soul skills and to enhance Murong Huai's mental power, so the increase in soul power was not very large.
Moreover, Murong Huai is only six years and two months old and already has a soul power of level 27, which surpasses everyone in the history of Douluo Continent.
...,
Papal Palace.
"Oh, Huai'er didn't choose a high-level Soul Douluo, but instead chose Ghostly Moon Pass, who has only recently entered the Soul Douluo realm?" Qian Daoliu listened to the Lion's report with some doubt.
Logically, choosing a high-level Soul Douluo would be more valuable, but Murong Huai chose the relatively lower-level Ghost and Yue Guan, which puzzled the others.
They had no idea that Murong Huai knew the two of them would become Super Douluo powerhouses in the future. Although there were many other high-level Soul Douluos, there were almost none of them among the future Title Douluos. They were probably either stuck at the peak of Soul Douluo and unable to break through for a long time, or they would die in the future.
"Your Holiness, I have learned about these two men. They are both quite strong and can also use Martial Soul Fusion Techniques," the lion said, recounting the information he knew.
"Oh, a Martial Soul Fusion Skill? Heh, it seems this little guy has a sharp eye." Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu nodded in satisfaction.
Xiong Shi and Guang Ling nodded in agreement. The fusion skill of two Soul Douluos, even if it couldn't defeat a Title Douluo, could still hold its own against one or two, and its value far exceeded that of a high-level Soul Douluo.
"Alright, then let's send Ghostly Moon and Guan to the Murong residence."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
...,
In the afternoon, two figures appeared at the Murong residence. One had skin as white as a baby's, a bewitching appearance, and a feminine voice and demeanor, but with an Adam's apple on her neck. She wore golden-yellow clothing. The other had fair skin, a handsome face, but black markings on her face, making her appear sinister and frightening. She wore black clothing.
These two were none other than the ghostly Yue Guan. Yue Guan glanced at the Murong residence, her fingers delicately gesturing, and her voice light and flirtatious.
"Tsk tsk tsk, old ghost, the Murong mansion is really grand. I never expected we would be assigned to protect Marshal Murong's only son, hehehe..."
Hearing Yue Guan's voice, which sounded like a clamp, the ghost's expression remained unchanged, as if it were already used to it all. It spoke in a slightly hoarse voice.
"It's said that Marshal Murong's son has been named a Holy Son by the High Priest and has even been accepted as a disciple by His Holiness the Pope. He even personally selected the two of us. Chrysanthemum Pass, you'd better watch out, don't disgust the Holy Son..."
"Hmph, go to hell, who are you calling disgusting? Just don't scare the Holy Son..." Yue Guan snorted coldly in dissatisfaction and tossed his hair.
Squeak—
The gates of the Murong residence opened, and Tu Zhen and Ju Qinglan pushed them open. Murong Huai slowly walked out after them. Upon seeing the two at the gate, Murong Huai was taken aback for a moment, but then quickly recognized their identities from their attire.
However, the two ghosts, Yue Guan and Gui Mei, had never met Murong Huai and did not recognize him.
Tu Zhen, who also belonged to the Papal Palace, said upon seeing Gui Meiyue and Guan:
"Ghostly Beauty, Moon Pass, you two arrived quite quickly." He then turned and gestured towards Murong Huai.
"This is the current Holy Son of our Spirit Hall."
Upon hearing Tu Zhen's words, Ghostly Moon Gate quickly bowed and said, "Your subordinate, Ghostly Moon Gate, greets Your Highness, Holy Son."
"No need for such formalities, you two," Murong Huai waved his hand.
"Since you two have made it this far, and we're just about to head to Starry Sky Valley, let's go together."
"Yes, Your Highness."
As soon as Murong Huai finished speaking, two carriages slowly arrived. Tu Zhen and Gui Meiyue closed the second carriage, while Murong Huai and Ju Qinglan boarded the first carriage.
What a joke! Two and a half grown men can't compare to Ju Qinglan, the sweet girl next door.
After the group boarded the carriage, the driver drove it to Star Valley outside the city.
Next, Murong Huai still planned to go to Star Valley to cultivate. After all, cultivating the ultimate martial soul was very difficult, and he also had to practice swordsmanship. He was not confident that he could increase his soul power by three levels at the age of seven and reach the Soul Venerable level.
Alas, the path of cultivation is long and arduous...
︿(￣︶￣)︿...
The rest of the group: Listen to what they're saying! Is this even human language?!
...,
----overseas.
Overseas, a massive island, like a bright pearl, floats above the waves. This mysterious island consists of seven main peaks, with a majestic sacred mountain standing at its center, reaching a height of a thousand meters. The mountaintop is shrouded in clouds and mist, as if divine light is faintly visible.
The island is surrounded by azure waters, the sound of waves crashing against the shore is like heavenly music, and the air is filled with a salty smell, yet it is refreshing and pleasant due to divine purification.
Seven cities stand around the island, each with a colossal sacred pillar, giving it an air of mystery. At its very center lies a ring of sea, where sharks occasionally leap out.
At its center is an island within an island, upon which stands a sacred mountain, and atop the mountain is a palace filled with endless sacred aura, inspiring awe and reverence.
Inside the palace stands a sea-blue sculpture depicting a figure in a long robe, holding a trident, exuding majesty and holiness.
Before the statue of the deity, a handsome man dressed in a crystal blue robe sat cross-legged, emanating a faint aura.
After a long while, it slowly opened its eyes, exhaled a breath of stale air, and a glint of light flashed in its eyes.
"Phew~, still a bit short. The gap between level 98 and level 99 is too big."
At this moment, a woman wearing a red and blue long dress walked in. Upon seeing her, the man smiled and said:
"Xiao west, why aren't you cultivating? Why are you here with your teacher?"
The woman did not answer his question directly, but said, "Teacher, I've just been feeling uneasy lately, like something big is about to happen."
"Sigh, Xiao Xi, your talent surpasses even mine, and you've received the Eight Trials of the Sea God bestowed upon you. As long as you cultivate steadily, you'll definitely reach your limit. Why are you so restless?" The man smiled and shook his head.
The man is the current High Priest of Seagod Island, the level 98 peak Douluo Haimara, while the woman is the next High Priest candidate, the level 97 peak Douluo Poseidon.
Poseidon shook his head.
"Sigh, never mind me. How's your breakthrough going, teacher?"
Haimara sighed, "The gap between level 98 and level 99 is too big. However, with the blessing of the Sea God's Light, I am only one step away from this realm. I can expect to break through within a year at the earliest."
"Teacher, if you break through, will you really have to go to the mainland again?" Poseidon asked the question that worried him the most.
Upon hearing this, a ruthless glint flashed in Haimara's eyes. She stood up, went to the window, and gazed towards the direction of the mainland.
"Back then, the Sea God and the Angel God were evenly matched, but why should my Sea God lineage be relegated to this Sea God Island, guarding only a portion of the sea?"
However, his Angel lineage is able to reside on the mainland, using the name of the Spirit Hall to intimidate the continent. The world only knows the name of the Spirit Hall's Angels, but almost no one knows the might of the Sea God of Seagod Island.
Upon hearing Haimala's words, Poseidon sighed, shook his head, and turned to walk out of the hall.
"Teacher, you understand that these words are just something you use to cover up the real truth. I know I can't stop you, I just hope you can get through this..."
As she spoke, Poseidon's figure had already disappeared from the Temple of Poseidon. Having heard Poseidon's words...
A flicker of emotion crossed Haimara's eyes as she gazed at the scenery outside the window, lost in thought for a long time. She closed her eyes and murmured:
"Ah Cheng, if only we hadn't..."
End of the chapter.
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