Douluo: Reborn as Tang San's Cousin

Chapter 8 Wuhun City

The royal family of Tiandou Empire,

A little blond boy sat on a gorgeous sofa, looking at his subordinate who was kneeling on one knee in front of him.

His brows were furrowed, and he seemed a little unhappy.

"What did you say? A child with an angel spirit was found in Fasno Province?"

He murmured, "How could it be? Impossible. How could there be an angel spirit..."

The subordinate raised his head slightly, and seeing the blond boy's expression, he felt a little distressed. "Maybe it was a mistake?"

The blond boy was silent for a moment before speaking, "Send someone to keep an eye on them and report back any news, especially about the child with the angel spirit."

"Yes!" The subordinate disappeared quickly.

The blond boy tapped his fingers on the handle of the sofa and looked out the window in a daze.

"If there is someone who inherits the angel spirit, what should I do..."

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside.

A maid came in pushing a dining cart.

"Your Highness, today's afternoon tea is your favorite gold thread roll."

The blond boy calmed down and smiled gently, "Great! Did you make this yourself?"

The maid's face was filled with a bright smile. "Of course, this servant has put a lot of effort into it."

The gate of Wuhun City was now covered with people.

The elders, dressed in their offering robes, looked expectantly outside the city wall.

In front of them, a woman in a golden robe, wearing the Pope's crown and holding a scepter in her hand, stood there quietly.

Beside her stood a man who looked to be only thirty or forty years old.

The man was wearing a simple grey robe, with long black hair draped behind his head, combed very neatly. He looked very handsome, with a faint smile on his face.

Although this man looks simple, just standing there gives people a feeling of wanting to worship him.

"Your Holiness, High Priest, the people are almost here."

An elder stepped forward and spoke to the woman and man, bowing slightly.

The woman was none other than Bibi Dong, the current Pope of the Spirit Hall, and the man beside her was none other than Qian Daoliu, the chief priest of the entire Spirit Hall.

"Ah."

Bibi Dong nodded and said nothing more.

Compared to the excitement of the other elders and priests, her eyes were full of complexity.

Angel Martial Spirit, she once gave birth to a child who inherited the Angel Martial Spirit.

But her angel spirit only has six wings, and it is not a twin spirit.

Now that this child has appeared, will it affect her position in the Spirit Hall?

Seeing the carriage coming from a distance, Bibi Dong put away the complexity in her eyes.

"Let's go down."

After Bibi Dong finished speaking, her figure disappeared above the city gate.

The other elders also disappeared one by one at the city gate.

The carriage stopped at the gate of Wuhun City. After seeing Ju Douluo, the guards at the gate saluted him and then let him go.

The city gate was wide open and the carriage slowly drove in.

But just after passing the city gate, the carriage stopped.

When the coachman saw the scene ahead, he was so frightened that he crawled off the carriage and fell to his knees on the ground.

Yue Guan got off the carriage first and was slightly surprised to see the scene in front of him.

Tang Nianxiao and Tang San, who came down later, were stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.

There were two neatly arranged rows of Spirit Hall guards in front of me, one on the left and one on the right, on both sides of the street.

And right in front, Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu stood at the front holding scepters, and behind them stood hundreds of elders wearing offering robes.

Their eyes were now eagerly looking at the two children who had gotten off the carriage.

At the same time, the guards on both sides shouted loudly, "Welcome to Wuhun City!"

The huge shout echoed throughout the street, causing people on both sides of the street to look over here.

When they saw the scene here, their eyes widened.

Who are these two children?

How could the Pope and the Chief Priest of the Spirit Hall actually come with so many priests and elders to welcome him?

Bibi Dong held the scepter and looked at Tang Nianxiao and Tang San without saying a word.

But Qian Daoliu walked forward with a smile and went straight towards Tang Nianxiao.

The news was very clear. It was the twelve-winged angel martial spirit possessed by the blue-haired boy, and it was a twin martial spirit.

"Is the journey difficult? Come, let me hold your hand and take you to the Spirit Hall Academy."

Qian Daoliu ignored Tang San beside him and stretched out his hand directly towards Tang Nianxiao.

Tang Nianxiao naturally reached out and held Qian Daoliu's hand, and with the other hand held Tang San's hand, and followed Qian Daoliu forward.

Bibi Dong walked on the other side of Qian Daoliu without saying a word.

The elders followed behind with great interest, and their gazes were so warm that they almost melted Tang Nianxiao.

Tang San glanced at Tang Nianxiao uncomfortably and suddenly felt a little depressed.

He and his cousin both hid a martial soul, but his cousin was still valued by others, while the one he could cultivate was just a useless martial soul.

Tang Nianxiao seemed to sense Tang San's loss, squeezed the little hand in his palm, and smiled at him.

Tang San smiled back and put his thoughts behind him.

Tang Nianxiao and Tang San were taken to the testing hall of the Spirit Hall Academy.

Bibi Dong sat in the chief seat beside her, while Qian Daoliu stood in front of the hexagram on the ground.

A crystal ball is floating above the hexagram.

Qian Daoliu still didn't look at Tang San, but smiled at Tang Nianxiao and said, "Stand in the circle in the center of the hexagram and relax."

Tang Nianxiao nodded, pulled Tang San, and asked him to stand there and wait for him.

Tang San understood what Tang Nianxiao meant and stood aside obediently.

The other elders who served the ceremony all took their seats in the back.

At the first seat on the other side, the chair was empty. Obviously, that was Qian Daoliu's seat.

Amidst the scorching gazes of so many people, Tang Nianxiao remained calm, taking steady steps as he walked into the hexagram.

Needless to say, this hexagram must be used to stimulate and test the martial spirit.

Now Tang Nianxiao is able to control his martial soul, at least he can prevent the Clear Sky Hammer from appearing.

Otherwise, once it is really activated, as long as the Clear Sky Hammer appears, even if it is only for a moment.

It is impossible to hide in front of so many Titled Douluo.

After Qian Daoliu and Tang Nianxiao stood still, he stretched out his hand and sent a stream of energy into the hexagram on the ground.

Then the hexagram suddenly lit up with a golden light.

Tang Nianxiao only felt that the martial soul in his body was ready to break out of his body.

He quickly used Xuantian Gong to suppress the Clear Sky Hammer, preventing it from appearing but letting the other two martial spirits go.

A burst of golden light suddenly burst out from his body.

Everyone present breathed heavily.

The twelve-winged angel spirit appeared behind him, with a longbow held in his right hand.

A humanoid martial spirit, and a weapon martial spirit.

It turns out to be a twin martial soul with twelve-winged angel martial souls!
At this moment, a stream of blood suddenly rose from Tang Nianxiao's body and floated towards Qian Daoliu in front of him.

Qian Daoliu's smiling expression froze in an instant, and he looked at Tang Nianxiao in disbelief.

"Why do you have my blood in you?!"

(End of this chapter)