Douluo: I became the Saint of the Spirit Hall by reading minds

The next day, Ling Changge woke up as soon as the sun set on the ground.

She headed towards the Spirit Hall Academy.

Before setting off, Ling Changge checked the time. It was half past six in the morning.

The Spirit Hall Academy starts morning exercises at six o'clock, and she overslept and was half an hour late!

This half hour is very critical.

When Ling Changge arrived at the Spirit Hall Academy, it was already half an hour later. At seven o'clock, the training at the Spirit Hall Academy started very early.

There were cheers on the training ground of the Spirit Hall Academy as the students intensified their training. Feeling their joyful voices, Ling Changge headed for the teaching building and came to the third building to start class.

Ling Changge saw Qian Junlin sitting on the chair with a calm expression, his golden eyes reflecting her figure.

"You're here early."

Ling Changge spoke softly to Qian Junlin.

"Not early, just three hours."

"I came at four in the morning."

Hearing Qian Junlin's relaxed tone, Ling Changge was startled and said, "You are so cool!"

"Fellow fellow."

They are all six-year-old children, and at this age they need plenty of sleep. He is very strong-willed to wake up from a wonderful sleep.

There needs to be internal competition over on Blue Star, but they have all come to Douluo Continent, so why should they compete again!

"Isn't the volume normal?"

Qian Junlin said disapprovingly that he wanted to have more say in the Spirit Hall.

"It has come to this point, if you don't roll up, are you waiting to die?"

Qian Junlin's tone suddenly became heavy, "After class yesterday, I checked the files and found that the last pope of the Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji, died six years ago."

"Not long after Qianxunji's death, Bibi Dong, the Saintess of the Spirit Hall's Pope Hall, succeeded him as the Pope. It has only been six years now."

"Combined with that period of time, that's six years. We are only six years old now, so we are the same age as him."

Listening to Qian Junlin's words, Ling Changge frowned slightly.

The story of the novel takes place not long after Qianxunji's death, when Tang San was just born. In other words, Bibi Dong has been on the throne for six years, and Tang San is only six years old.

According to this time period, they are the same age as Tang San. In this case, they are very likely to meet Tang San in the same All-Continent Elite Spirit Master Competition.

A look of confusion appeared in Ling Changge's eyes.

When she chose to stand on the side of Spirit Hall, Ling Changge knew that she would meet the protagonists Tang San and others, but she was not sure in her heart.

Because the protagonists must have the help of heaven. To put it bluntly, the son of luck is protected by heaven. This world exists based on the son of luck.

If they really attacked Tang San and the others, and killed Tang San, and the world collapsed, would they still be able to survive?

This is a problem for Ling Changge.

She doesn't want to die.

The baseness of human nature is reflected here.

This was her chance to live her life over again.

Looking at her frowning brows, Qian Junlin remained calm and said slowly, "It's still early."

"It will be another seven or eight years before he comes to the Spirit Hall to participate in the Continental Elite Spirit Master Competition. If I remember correctly, he will be fourteen years old at that time, almost fifteen. Since we are of similar ages, there will be seven years for preparation. These seven years will be enough."

Hearing his affirmative tone, Ling Changge still hesitated.

"I may not be able to reach Soul King status in seven years..."

Ling Changge didn't have much confidence in his own abilities.

"So roll up from now on."

"Don't roll up and wait to lie flat. What qualifications do you have to say that you can't achieve it?"

Qian Junlin's tone suddenly turned cold, causing Ling Changge to lower his head instantly, not daring to look at Qian Junlin again.

She felt that Qian Junlin had become a different person. It was really hard to bear when he became serious!

She is still a child now!

"Don't avoid my eyes."

Qian Junlin guessed her thoughts by looking at her movements, and said in a cold voice: "If you don't roll up, you will die. Think about it, they took the immortal grass to improve their aptitude. Our aptitude is excellent in the Spirit Hall, but it is not as good as theirs."

"So just having the qualifications is not enough, you have to be more hardworking than them. If you don't do it, you can only wait for death."

Ling Changge showed an expression that was neither amused nor helpless.

She knew that Qian Junlin was right, but deep down she just wanted to stay in her comfort zone.

This is human nature and it is difficult to eradicate.

"I……"

Ling Changge said weakly, "Since they have chosen to take the initiative, why leave the opportunity to them? We can go to the Tiandou Empire. The sooner we eat the immortal grass, the better."

"The younger you are, the better the effect of the magic grass will be. We are only six years old now, which is quite young."

The protagonists in the original novel also took the immortal grass at the age of twelve. Take Dai Mubai for example, he was fifteen or sixteen at that time. This age is more than twice as old as six years old. The effect of taking the immortal grass for him was to make his martial spirit evolve. If they took it at the age of six, the effect would be much greater than that of the protagonist.

Qian Junlin looked hesitant, he understood what Ling Changge meant.

They were all people who had traveled from Blue Star and had read the original novel to some extent. This was also a point of distress for them.

There are immortal herbs in the Tiandou Empire, but they can't go there to harvest them. This feeling is really frustrating.

"You and I are only six years old. Can we really go to the Tiandou Empire? They won't be at ease."

Qian Junlin truly felt that this path was not feasible.

The Spirit Hall was keeping a close eye on them, fearing that something unexpected might happen to them.

Although they were watched closely, they still received the beatings they deserved.

"Please ask my master."

"You will go to the Holy Mountain of Angels with me after class this afternoon."

Ling Changge spoke in a low voice, and she glanced around, fearing that Teacher Su Xun would come over.

This is a secret between them and there is no need for a third person to know it.

Hearing this, Qian Junlin frowned, "Not appropriate."

"Your master is unreliable."

"Letting him take us, I feel this is a very mysterious matter. Even if he is willing to take you, I may not be able to leave."

This is Qian Junlin’s concern.

Because it is very difficult for Qian Daoliu to let people go.

Ever since Qian Junlin awakened his six-winged angel spirit and was recognized by Qian Daoliu as a direct descendant of the angel clan and became his nominal grandson, Qian Daoliu sent people to protect Qian Junlin.

Of course, during class time, you will not interfere with the tutor’s teaching.

Otherwise, Qian Junlin was beaten badly yesterday, and the people who were secretly protecting him would definitely come forward.

"right."

Ling Changge suddenly realized, "Why don't you just not go and let me go. I promise to bring the things back, and then let you be my little brother."

Qian Junlin: “…” I really want to punch her.

"That's not what you said a while ago."

"Besides, I'm a month older than you."

Qian Junlin tried his best to lower his tone and keep himself calm.

"This doesn't affect you from being my little brother."

"Look, Xiao Wu can have a younger brother, so why can't I have one? If you become my younger brother, I can protect you!"

The corners of Ling Changge's mouth curled up, and her mood instantly improved.

It’s different if you have a younger brother.