Qingcang Douluo of Douluo

"Hiss~ Hundred-year-old Frost Unicorn, is this another big shot from Wuhun Palace returning?"

At the gate of the city, a strong man who was about to enter Wuhun City stopped and sighed.

The white-haired old man standing next to him guessed: "The frost unicorn is an extremely rare ice soul beast. It only appears in the far north. Maybe it is a cardinal who uses it to pull a cart so generously?"

"Maybe it's Bishop Platinum and the elders..."

Everyone nearby was whispering to each other, and an atmosphere of envy and admiration filled the place.

Wuhun Palace is the holy land of the soul master world in Douluo Continent. Countless soul masters want to come here to admire the glory of the continent's number one force. These at the city gate are just a small part of the thousands of soul masters who are eager to contact the holy land.

Then, a scene that shocked their jaws happened. The Frost Unicorn was stopped by the Wuhun Temple guard guarding the gate for inspection. What came out of the carriage was a red-haired woman as delicate and beautiful as a flame elf, and Wuhun Temple When the guards saw the token she was holding, they all knelt down on one knee and called her "Sir."

"So young, she must be the granddaughter of some elder..." The old man who spoke before said with a wry smile.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

"Finally back."

As the carriage drove past the towering walls of Wuhun City, Ling Bai relaxed completely and said with relief.

"Why, you've only been away for a day and you already miss home?" Mu Yao, who didn't even realize that she was mistaken for the elder's granddaughter, laughed.

In fact, we can't blame those people for being clumsy. As the soul master's soul power increases, his own aging will be greatly weakened. Mu Yao is only 35 years old this year and already has a soul power as high as 89, so she has stabilized at [-]. No one can tell that he is young and in full bloom.

"I'm not that fragile. I'm just a little worried about whether the old guys in the Douluo Palace will embarrass her if the teacher forces me to be the Holy Son."

"This……"

Mu Yao hesitated and didn't know what to say. As one of Bibi Dong's most trusted confidants, she had seen everything the seven ministers had done over the years.

Embarrassment is inevitable, it's just a matter of greater or lesser degree.

After rubbing Ling Bai's little head and messing up his perfectly managed hairstyle, Mu Yao looked sideways at Ling Bai and said with a smile: "Don't worry so much, no matter what happens, your Grandpa Ju and I still have Grandpa Ghost will stand by His Majesty the Pope. You just need to practice well. Now let’s go to the Pope’s Palace to report to His Majesty the Pope that we are safe.”

"Um……"

Ling Bai replied absently.

"By the way, Xiaobai, Wangcai is really smart. He doesn't need a driver at all to pull the cart." Mu Yao noticed that Ling Bai was in a low mood and wanted to make him feel more relaxed.

"That's true."

When he mentioned prosperity, the corners of Ling Bai's mouth slightly raised, with a smile that couldn't be concealed.

Wangcai is the new name of the frost unicorn. Ling Bai racked his brains last night and finally settled on the name under the eyes of Mu Yao based on the two basic principles of "familiar and catchy".

The Frost Unicorn is so smart that even Ling Bai is amazed by it. Ordinary century-old spirit beasts are not much different from wild beasts, but it can understand Ling Bai's words and make correct reactions. It can pull a cart or something like that. It couldn't be easier.

"Wangcai, turn right ahead and go straight ahead!" Ling Bai suddenly shouted.

"Ow!"

……

Half an hour later, the Pope's Palace.

"Mu Yao, you are so brave, you dare to let Xiao Bai risk absorbing the 800-year-old soul ring. He is the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace! The future Pope! If anything happens to him, can you bear the responsibility?"

On the Supreme Pope's throne, the noble and cold and beautiful Queen angrily shouted, a faint purple-black evil color flashed in her purple pupils.

Mu Yao's delicate body trembled slightly, and she knelt down on one knee and said, "Mu Yao knows that he is guilty and will be punished by the Pope."

Mu Yao, who was well aware of Bibi Dong's temper, knew that now was definitely not the time to refute her, otherwise she would definitely be awaiting a more severe punishment.

Seeing Mu Yao being lectured on "Don't forget each other even if you are rich and noble", Ling Bai quickly came out and explained: "Teacher, it was the Qingcang Sword that guided me to absorb the Cangjian Bamboo Soul Ring. Now I'm back alive, haven't I?" Don't blame Sister Mu Yao for getting the number one soul skill in 800 years."

"Thankfully you're okay..."

Bibi Dong sighed, the purple-black color in her eyes slowly fading away. She also trembled in her heart after hearing the two people's stories about their experience of obtaining the first soul ring.

The soul ring limit is an extremely important part of the ten core competitivenesses of Wuhun. Its proposer, Bibi Dong, is very familiar with it. He knows that the other party's character must have been obtained after thousands of experiments and calculations. But Ling Bai actually dared to more than double his figure all at once. Even Bibi Dong thought it was a miracle that he came back alive...

After thinking for a moment, Bibi Dong lightly opened her lips: "Mu Yao, for the sake of Xiaobai interceding for you, this time I will only punish you to three days of shutting up and thinking about your mistakes. This will not happen again!"

"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope."

Mu Yao stood up and bowed before turning around and retreating. When she passed by Ling Bai, she gave him a look that meant:

Just cheat on your sister!

Let’s see if I can take the blame for you in the future!

Ling Bai smiled helplessly, he had no choice. If Qingcang Sword hadn't insisted on Cang Jianzhu as a soul ring, he wouldn't have risked his life to absorb it across levels like a fool.

"First register that frost unicorn with me to avoid problems in the future!"

Bibi Dong's indifferent voice suddenly came, causing the two people who were looking at each other to tense up their muscles.

"Yes!"

Mu Yao quickened her pace and hurriedly left the Pope's Palace. Bibi Dong had noticed their eye contact, and she did not dare to stay any longer.

After Mu Yao left, Ju Douluo Yueguan, who was always pretending to be transparent, laughed and said, "Congratulations to His Majesty the Pope, Congratulations to Your Highness the Holy Son, the first soul ring in 800 years is rare in the world!"

Ju Douluo's old partner, Ghost Douluo, who covered his appearance with a pure black mask, said subconsciously: "Except for the twin martial spirits and that martial spirit, His Royal Highness the Holy Son should be the first in history..."

Speaking of that martial spirit, Gui Mei couldn't help but glance at Bibi Dong subconsciously, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief after finding that the other person's expression was as usual.

That was a taboo in the Pope's Palace, and it was also the martial spirit that Bibi Dong was least willing to mention, a god-level martial spirit with level [-] innate soul power, a seraph.

After hearing Ju Gui's praise, Ling Bai chuckled and said, "It's God's blessing. And Grandpa Ju and Grandpa Gui, please don't call me His Royal Highness. It's fine to call me Xiaobai."

Even after becoming the Holy Son, Ling Bai did not think that he was really above Titled Douluo. He should have the humility he should have. Moreover, Yue Guan and Gui Mei were the Titled Douluo who had followed Bibi Dong for the longest time. Called Bibi Dong’s second general, Heng Ha.

More importantly, the two of them had taken good care of him since he was a child, almost treating him as their own grandson, so Ling Bai took the initiative to lower his status.

"This……"

Yue Guan hesitated for a long time. After realizing that Bibi Dong didn't express anything, he knew that the other party had acknowledged the matter and smiled with relief, "Haha, then I'll call you Xiaobai!"

The ghost was not good at words. Although he did not speak, he was very happy in his heart. The child he had seen since childhood had not changed.

"By the way, Xiaobai." Bibi Dong suddenly called.

"What's the matter, teacher?"

"What is your first soul skill?"

The two Kikui ghosts also cast inquiring glances. They were also curious about how powerful the 800-year-old soul skill was.

"Come on, use it on me."

Yue Guan patted his chest and took the initiative to step forward.

Ling Bai's expression straightened, and his soul power surged around his body. A magnificent yet delicate azure long sword suddenly appeared in his right hand, and a dark yellow soul ring rose from his feet.

"Qingcang Sword's first soul skill, sword energy!"