Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 193 Bloodline Inheritance? The Hardships of the Dragon Emperor Martial Soul!
After saying goodbye to Yu Xiaoting, Yu Xiaolie carefully helped Shui Qing'er turn around and leave, while A Yin supported Shui Qing'er on the other side.

Although Yu Xiaolie usually accompanies Shui Qing'er, A Yin takes care of more of the big and small matters and details.

After all, being a woman herself, Ah Yin was more meticulous than Yu Xiaolie.

At this moment, Shui Qing'er's pace was much slower than usual.

She gently placed her right palm on her stomach, her eyes filled with a soft glow.

As she was walking, she seemed to suddenly remember something, and looked up at Yu Xiaolie, a hint of playfulness in her eyes:
"Do you think our child will be a boy or a girl?"

Yu Xiaolie looked down at her, his fingertips gently brushing through her hair, and smiled, "Boys or girls are fine, as long as they look like you, they'll definitely be beautiful."

Shui Qing'er gave a soft snort, but couldn't help but smile: "Glib tongue."

She paused, then couldn't help but daydream again, asking, "If it's a boy, will he inherit your dragon cub martial soul? He'd be good at both fighting and playing, wouldn't that be great?"

Yu Xiaolie chuckled and shook his head, saying, "I'd rather it be the Ice Phoenix Martial Soul; the Dragon Cub is too difficult to cultivate."

As he spoke, Yu Xiaolie fell into deep thought.

It is said that the inheritance of martial spirit is always inherited from the stronger parent.

But for the Dragon Cub Martial Soul, it's not necessarily true.

The dragon cub possesses the bloodline of the Dragon Emperor and is an ancient divine object that even the Asura God would look down upon, making it extremely rare.

The Dragon Emperor Martial Soul is too powerful; ordinary people simply cannot awaken its complete form.

That's normal; it seems that the more advanced the organism, the weaker it appears in its early stages.

Just like elephants and lions in nature, which can walk and run from birth, humans, who possess higher intelligence, are born as "pure wastes." They can do nothing but cry and need others to devote their whole heart and energy to feeding and educating them for several years before they can gradually become adults.

That's how the Dragon Emperor is.

Only he and Yu Xiaogang in the whole world were fortunate enough to awaken such a top-grade martial soul.

However, although it is a top-grade martial soul, it is extremely difficult to cultivate.

In the early stages, the increase in soul power level is slow, requiring many times the perseverance of ordinary people.

Subsequently, he can only awaken the Holy Light Dragon, a branch of the Dragon Emperor, rather than the complete form.

So after transmigrating, for so many years, his only goal has been to become a strong person.

Because the road was too difficult to travel, there was no time to care about others.

To use an imperfect analogy, if a person were to be reborn and return to the time before the college entrance examination, a once-in-a-lifetime turning point in their life, they would dedicate every precious second to studying and defy fate.

Or should I learn while spending time teaching someone who is hopeless and whom I looked down on before my rebirth?
The answer is self-evident.

Looking back on my 30-year journey of cultivation.

Besides perseverance and hard work, he also benefited from the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire.

All those magical herbs I ate there were used to nourish my dragon cub's martial soul, which prevented my soul power level from increasing by even one level.

However, he was quite lucky. Through the tempering of his body and the forging of his meridians by the spring water, he developed a special physique that was immune to poison, ice, and fire, which laid the foundation for his later absorption of soul rings beyond his level.

The dragon cubs have also gained more room to grow, and now, in addition to the Light attribute, they have also mastered the attributes of Ice, Darkness, Thunder, and Earth.

Otherwise, he might not be the Dragon God Douluo, but the Light Dragon Douluo.

I just don't know if there will be another chance in the future for the Martial Soul to continue to grow and evolve into a Dragon Emperor.

……

Upon hearing Yu Xiaolie's answer, Shui Qing'er blinked and muttered, feigning dissatisfaction:

"What, you think my martial spirit isn't as high quality as yours?"

"How could I dare?"

Yu Xiaolie quickly coaxed, "Ice Phoenix is ​​so wonderful, elegant and powerful. If it were a girl, she would definitely be as intelligent as you."

Ah Yin, standing beside him, couldn't help but smile.

Shui Qing'er smiled with satisfaction and gently took his hand.

Before they had gone far, Shui Qing'er looked troubled again and anxiously glanced at Yu Xiaolie, saying:

"If it's a girl... I'm afraid she'll have to be named according to the family genealogy of our Tianshui Phoenix Clan... as for Great-Grandfather..."

The Phoenix Clan of Tianshui has always been primarily female-led in its development.

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaolie pondered for a moment, then touched Shui Qing'er's abdomen.

"No rush, we can talk about naming the baby after the baby is born."

……

Blue Tyrant Academy, Health Station.

Liu Erlong sat cross-legged in the simple room, his eyes closed, surrounded by a faint aura of flames.

At this moment, her brows were furrowed, and even her forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, clearly indicating that her cultivation had reached a critical stage.

Suddenly, there was a cautious knocking sound at the door.

"Captain... the trash has been collected, look..." The cleaning lady's voice came through the crack in the door, tinged with a hint of apprehension.

Liu Erlong suddenly opened her eyes. Her cultivation had been interrupted, and a flash of violent anger immediately appeared in her eyes.

She stood up abruptly, flung open the door, and glared angrily at the trembling cleaning lady outside:
"How many times have I told you! Don't disturb me while I'm cultivating!"

The cleaning lady shrank back, startled by the shout, and whispered in protest, "But...but you've been cultivating all day, I really couldn't find any other time..."

Liu Erlong took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and waved his hand impatiently: "Alright, alright, I know!"

She strode towards the garbage dump, and then a blazing flame ignited in her palm. With a casual wave of her hand, the garbage was instantly burned to ashes, leaving not even a trace.

After doing all this, Liu Erlong returned to his room and slammed the door shut, his chest heaving violently.

After catching his breath, Liu Erlong slammed his fist against the wall and muttered under his breath, "A bunch of trash!"

In recent years, she has been oblivious to everything else, focusing solely on meditation and cultivation, hoping to quickly improve her skills and defeat Shui Qing'er.

Unfortunately, she was not involved in the important matters of the academy, but had a lot of trivial matters to attend to.

Once she calmed down a bit, Liu Erlong walked to the table.

Besides cultivation, she had another matter to attend to...

Looking at the pile of manuscript papers on the table, these were all the letters she had written to Yu Xiaogang over the years, and including the letters she had sent, there were no fewer than a hundred.

Unfortunately, every single one of them disappeared without a trace, receiving no response whatsoever...

Liu Erlong walked to the window, opened it, and gazed at the distant sky, her eyes gradually becoming lost.

She murmured softly, "Xiaogang...where are you? Why haven't you replied to any of the many letters I've written?"

……

Outside the Pope's bedroom in the Hall of Spirits.

In the corridor, Pope Lu Wanxin, Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong, several elders, and the Platinum Bishop waited quietly, the atmosphere so heavy it was almost suffocating.

Xiao Qianrenxue held her mother's hand tightly, her little face filled with worry.

Lu Wanxin gently stroked Qian Renxue's hair, trying to comfort her, but her own fingertips were trembling slightly.

Bibi Dong stood to the side, her expression seemingly calm, but a complex emotion flashed in her eyes.

She looked at the closed door, unsure whether her feelings were worry or something else.

Finally, the door was gently pushed open, and three healing-type Soul Masters came out.

Despite their exhaustion, the group still bowed respectfully to everyone.
"His Holiness the Pope's condition has stabilized; he may go in."

Immediately, everyone stepped into the room.

Qian Xunji sat leaning against the bed, his face as pale as paper and his lips almost bloodless.

His chest was wrapped in thick bandages, and traces of blood could still be vaguely seen seeping out.

Upon seeing his wife, daughter, and the others enter, Qian Xunji managed a weak smile.

Upon seeing this, Qian Renxue immediately rushed to the bedside, her eyes instantly turning red.

"Daddy, does it hurt?"

Qian Xunji raised his hand and gently touched her head, his voice weak but gentle, "It's alright, Xiaoxue, don't worry, Daddy will get better soon."

Lu Wanxin stood to the side, tears welling in her eyes, but she forced them back down.

Then, she took Qian Xunji's hand and said softly, "You should rest well and don't push yourself too hard."

Qian Xunji nodded slightly, but his gaze passed over her and finally landed on Bibi Dong.

"Dong'er."

He spoke slowly, his voice low and firm.

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong seemed to realize something, and immediately stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and respectfully said:

"teacher."

Qian Xunji struggled to raise her hand and took out a golden seal from beside her pillow.

The elders all gasped in shock, for what Qian Xunji had taken out was none other than the Spirit Hall Pope's Seal!
On the bed, Qian Xunji took a deep breath, handed the seal to Bibi Dong, and announced in front of all the elders:
"From this day forward, Saintess Bibi Dong will temporarily assume the duties of Pope and oversee all political affairs of the Spirit Hall."

The room fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes were focused on Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong was very surprised. She knew that Qian Xunji might have something important to tell her, but she obviously did not expect that Qian Xunji would make such a decision.

He immediately took a deep breath and solemnly accepted the papal seal:
"This disciple will certainly not fail in his duty."

The elders and platinum bishops on the side all knelt down and bowed, saying in unison:
"Your Holiness the Pope, and I respectfully obey His Majesty's decree!"

Xiao Qianrenxue also looked up at her Dong'er sister, her eyes full of admiration and longing.

PS: Tang San's Martial Soul voting results: Including the votes for Proposal C (Martial Soul Mutation) to maintain the dual Martial Soul status. Awakening will occur while adhering to the established rules.
A weakened version of the Haotian Hammer + regular Blue Silver Grass.

Later, when Tang San faced Ah Yin, he discovered that his Blue Silver Grass had been misled by Yu Xiaogang (and they even became enemies).

(End of this chapter)