Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Rift Throne, Divine Weapon Transformation

"Yu Xiaogang, now you should realize the gap between us!"

"My self-created soul skill and the possession of a detached beast spirit are just one manifestation of the gap between us, but they are enough for me to bridge the gap between level nine and level twenty-nine and defeat you."

Yu Xiaochuan looked at Yu Xiaogang kneeling in front of him, shook his head, and lost interest in saying anything more.

He glanced around at the classmates, teachers, and even the dean of Notting College who had gathered there at some unknown time.

Yu Xiaochuan came to Master Matthew's side.

"I'm gone."

"Ah, yes, let's go!"

Despite being facing a six-year-old child, Master Matthew showed extreme respect.

The battle just now, in which a level nine defeated a level twenty-nine, has clearly convinced Master Matthew.

He was just a Grand Soul Master, not even a match for Yu Xiaochuan.

Therefore, he unconsciously followed behind Yu Xiaochuan, like an old servant.

"Boss Yu, will we ever meet again?"

Xiao Chenyu shouted, heartbroken that his newly recognized boss had left so suddenly.

"Have a safe journey, Boss Yu!"

"Take care, boss!"

"Come back and visit us if you have the chance!"

Yu Xiaochuan heard the voices of many of his underlings.

He vaguely realized that he had already made friends with quite a few people.

He glanced back and saw Xiao Chenyu, as well as the faces of many of his underlings.

Yu Xiaochuan didn't say anything, he just waved his hand.

He might come back, or he might not; he couldn't promise too much.

I just hope that one day, I look forward to the day when I can return with honors.

At that time.

Naturally, when one person attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.

Sunset, dusk, the setting sun casting its last rays.

The sunlight fell on the shoulders of the old man and the young man, outlining their bodies and casting long shadows.

"A golden carp lies dormant, no better than an insect; countless hardships are necessary for it to transform into a dragon."

"If one day the winds and clouds rise, it will soar straight up to astound the heavens."

A spirited remark came from the young boy's mouth, revealing his astonishing ambition.

A useless martial soul, with half-level innate soul power, and a green caterpillar martial soul.

Despite facing such hardship, they showed no signs of despair, but instead remained full of confidence.

I am confident that one day I will be able to transform into a dragon.

Doesn't such a person, such a six-year-old child, deserve our respect?

Moreover, he has already proven himself, fighting against a forty-year-old with a six-year-old, and against a twenty-nine-year-old with a level nine.

A big win!

The young dragon has already shown its sharp teeth and claws, beginning to emerge!

"Old friend, you didn't lose unjustly."

The dean of Notting College placed his hand on Yu Xiaogang's shoulder, comforting his old friend.

"Yu Xiaochuan is undoubtedly a genius. You can't stop him. He should go to a bigger and wider world."

"If he encounters a stroke of good fortune, he might just transform into a dragon!"

"To transform into a dragon... What a grand ambition."

Yu Xiaogang struggled to his feet, his pale face showing shame and astonishment, his emotions extremely complex.

Hearing Yu Xiaochuan's words as he left, he felt extremely melancholy and finally gave a bitter smile.

"But it's not that easy."

"Young people should always go out and explore; who knows, they might just make it big!"

To this, the Dean of Notting Academy smiled nonchalantly, "We're too old; we'd be disliked for meddling too much. It's the young people's world now. Xiao Gang, would you be interested in becoming a teacher at Notting Academy?"

"No, I'll say it again, I don't teach mediocre people."

Yu Xiaogang watched Yu Xiaochuan walk away, feeling extremely heartbroken, even more so than by the physical pain he was in.

If only such a child, such a genius, could be his stepson, or even just his disciple.

……

"We've arrived at Wuhun City!"

After several days, Yu Xiaochuan and Master Matthew arrived at Wuhun City by carriage.

Wuhun City is located at the border of two great empires and belongs almost entirely to the Wuhun Hall, making it the main base of the Wuhun Hall.

Notting City is located near the border of the two great empires, so the journey from Notting City to Wuhun City is not very long.

After being examined by the gatekeeper Soul Master, Yu Xiaochuan and Matthew entered the city.

"You must be Yu Xiaochuan. His Holiness the Pope wants to see you."

As soon as Yu Xiaochuan entered the city, a maid invited him away to a special place to wash up and change into a clean set of clothes.

Soon, Yu Xiaochuan was summoned by the Pope and arrived at the Spirit Hall.

As for Matthew?

His Holiness the Pope doesn't have time to meet with a minor deacon.

Inside the council hall of the Papal Palace, Yu Xiaochuan sat alone in his seat.

Inside the magnificent hall, he was the only one present, with some dried fruit and other snacks on the table.

After finishing the snacks, Yu Xiaochuan waited for a long time, until he was getting sleepy, before finally hearing a voice from the gate.

"You all stay outside and guard the area. No matter who it is, you are not allowed to disturb me."

"Yes."

The doors to the council chamber were opened.

A woman who looked to be around thirty years old walked in, wearing a nine-curved purple-gold crown, a magnificent black robe with gold patterns, and holding a scepter inlaid with jewels.

Her near-perfect appearance seemed to brighten the entire hall the moment she stepped in.

Her fair, jade-like skin was even more radiant than the magnificent hall.

The moment Yu Xiaochuan saw Bibi Dong, he was stunned, feeling that all the time he had spent waiting had not been wasted.

This was the first time he had ever truly accepted his own theory of martial spirit, which he had only made up.

So it turns out that having twin martial souls and innate full soul power can create such a beautiful woman.

The noble and sacred aura that he exudes unconsciously inspires feelings of reverence and worship in people.

Every move she made exuded an indescribable charm.

"Your Holiness the Pope."

Yu Xiaochuan stood up and bowed.

The maid had taught him the proper etiquette for addressing the Pope, etiquette he had actually learned in the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family.

"No need for formalities, please rise."

"Don't be nervous, sit down and talk to me."

The gentle voice that came from Bibi Dong's mouth was like a spring breeze, full of warmth and approachability, like a friendly older sister next door.

"What would Your Majesty like to discuss?"

Yu Xiaochuan's heart immediately calmed down, and his unease about meeting Bibi Dong, that crazy woman, completely disappeared.

Qian Xunji, he deserves to die!

Bibi Dong did a good job killing him!

"Just a casual chat is fine..."

Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaochuan chatted casually about some everyday things.

We discussed some theoretical knowledge about martial spirits, testing Yu Xiaochuan's knowledge.

I also watched Yu Xiaochuan's detached beast martial soul, the Green Caterpillar.

Yu Xiaochuan was very satisfied.

Finally, Bibi Dong voiced the thought that had been hidden in her heart: "Xiao Chuan, I have no children. Would you be willing to become my child?"