Douluo Continent: Hit me and I'll get your divine gear, Bibi Dong is addicted!

After leaving the side hall, Qian Renxue did not leave Wuhun City immediately.

She stood in the square outside the hall, gazing in the direction of the western side hall, and did not move for a long time.

Complex emotions flickered in his golden eyes.

Shock, greed, curiosity, and a hint of apprehension that she herself was unaware of.

A 600,000-year-old soul ring.

Gold grade quality.

Two incredibly powerful soul skills.

Any one of these things, if placed on the Douluo Continent, would be enough to cause a bloodbath. Yet, they all appeared in one person. And that person was merely a level 40 Soul Master.

"Your Highness."

A guard in silver armor stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

"It's time to go back to Tiandou City."

Qian Renxue did not answer, and continued to gaze in the direction of the side hall.

After a moment, she spoke: "No rush. Go to the Papal Palace; I need to see His Majesty."

The guard was taken aback, but did not ask any further questions, and bowed and stepped aside.

Qian Renxue turned and walked towards the direction of the Papal Palace. Her steps were steady, and her expression was normal, but her heart was far from as calm as it appeared.

She needs to talk to Bibi Dong.

About Su Chen.

Inside the side hall on the west side.

Su Chen sat by the window, scrolling through the system panel. Level 40 Soul Master, three Soul Rings, six Soul Skills. This configuration was unparalleled in the entire Douluo Continent at the same level.

But he was not satisfied.

Level 40 is just the starting point; his goal is level 70, 80, 90, or even 100. This process requires more attacks, stronger attacks, and more frequent attacks.

"Mr. Su Chen."

Yue Guan's voice came from outside the palace, carrying a hint of urgency.

"Come in."

Yue Guan pushed open the door and entered, his expression somewhat strange. Ghost followed behind him; the two exchanged a glance, seemingly wanting to say something but daring not to.

"What's wrong?" Su Chen put down his teacup.

Yue Guan took a deep breath: "Mr. Su Chen, just now... did you break through again?"

"Yeah, I'm level 40 now."

"Level 40..." Yue Guan swallowed hard. "Wasn't it only level 36 before?"

"Good luck."

Yue Guan's lips twitched. Good luck? This person always says he's lucky every time he breaks through, but where can you find such good luck? From level ten to level forty, it only took him less than a month. This speed, let alone ordinary people, even peerless geniuses would be left in the dust.

Ghost stepped forward, his gaze falling on Su Chen. He keenly sensed that Su Chen's aura was much stronger than before, and there was also an unfamiliar fluctuation of his spirit rings.

"Mr. Su Chen, have you... acquired a new spirit ring?"

Su Chen nodded: "The third spirit ring, just obtained."

Yue Guan and Gui Mei exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes. A third spirit ring? Doesn't that mean Su Chen is already a three-ring Spirit Master?

"What year is it?" Yue Guan couldn't help but ask.

Su Chen thought about it and decided there was no need to hide it. Yue Guan and Gui Mei were his allies, and they would find out sooner or later.

"Six hundred thousand years."

The hall fell silent instantly.

Yue Guan's mouth gaped open, unable to utter a single word. Gui Mei froze on the spot, her pupils shrinking to their maximum size.

Six hundred thousand years.

They didn't mishear.

It's not 60,000 years, not 160,000 years, but 600,000 years.

"Six...six hundred thousand years?" Yue Guan's voice trembled. "Mr. Su Chen, are you telling the truth?"

"How could something dropped from the system be fake?"

Yue Guan took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. He looked at the spirit rings around Su Chen; the faint golden light was indeed not the color of ordinary spirit rings.

"Gold level?" Ghost asked.

"Gold level".

The two were completely speechless.

A 600,000-year gold-grade spirit ring. They'd never even heard of such a thing, let alone seen it. The highest-aged spirit ring ever recorded in the entire history of Douluo Continent was only around 500,000 years. And Su Chen, a level 40 Spirit Master, actually possessed a 600,000-year third spirit ring.

"Mr. Su Chen, is there anything in your system that can't be dropped?" Yue Guan asked with a wry smile.

Su Chen thought for a moment: "We haven't found anything yet."

Yue Guan and Gui Mei exchanged a glance and sighed simultaneously. This person is truly a freak.

Just then, hurried footsteps sounded outside the hall. A Soul Master dressed in a steward's robes strode in and bowed to Su Chen.

"Mr. Su Chen, His Holiness the Pope requests your presence."

"Now?"

"Now. His Majesty says he has important matters to discuss."

Su Chen stood up and straightened his clothes. Bibi Dong was probably looking for him now because of Qian Renxue. He wondered what the outcome of their meeting would be.

"Let's go."

He followed the deacon out of the side hall and headed towards the papal palace. Yue Guan and Gui Mei followed closely behind, both with a hint of worry on their faces.

Inside the Papal Palace.

Bibi Dong sat on her throne, her face calm and expressionless. Qian Renxue stood in the center of the hall, dressed in white, her golden eyes gleaming faintly.

The atmosphere between the two was somewhat subtle.

There was no one else in the hall except for the mother and daughter.

"You came to Wuhun City just to see him?" Bibi Dong asked, her voice icy.

"Yes." Qian Renxue did not deny it. "His abilities are worth the trip I made in person."

"You saw him?"

"I saw him."

"How does it feel?"

Qian Renxue was silent for a moment: "He's stronger than rumored. His third spirit ring is a 600,000-year gold-grade spirit ring."

Bibi Dong's pupils contracted slightly. Six hundred thousand years? Gold-level? This was the first time she had ever heard of such news.

Are you sure?

"I saw it with my own eyes." Qian Renxue's tone was calm, but the ripples in her eyes could not be suppressed. "His growth rate is too fast. A month ago, he was just a mortal without soul power. Now, he is already a level 40 Soul Master."

Bibi Dong remained silent.

She knew, of course, that Su Chen was growing rapidly, but she hadn't expected it to be this fast. Level 40 Soul Master, a third Soul Ring with a 600,000-year history—she understood better than anyone what those two numbers meant.

"What do you want to do?" Bibi Dong asked.

Qian Renxue looked at her: "I want to take him to Tiandou City."

"no."

Why?

"He is a VIP of the Spirit Hall, not your personal property." Bibi Dong's voice turned colder. "I can protect him in Spirit City. But who can guarantee his safety if he goes to Heaven Dou City?"

Qian Renxue sneered, "Are you afraid that if he goes to Tiandou City, he won't come back?"

Bibi Dong did not answer, but her silence itself was an answer.

The atmosphere inside the hall grew increasingly tense.

Just then, a steward's voice came from outside the hall: "Your Majesty, Mr. Su Chen has arrived."

"Let him in."

The palace doors opened, and Su Chen walked in slowly. He glanced at Bibi Dong, then at Qian Renxue, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"His Majesty summoned me?"

Bibi Dong nodded and pointed in Qian Renxue's direction: "She just told me that she wants to take you to Tiandou City."

Su Chen turned to look at Qian Renxue. Qian Renxue met his gaze, a hint of expectation in her eyes.

"Mr. Su Chen, Heaven Dou City is much larger than Spirit City, and there are far more powerful individuals there. If you go there, you will come into contact with more attackers, and your growth rate will be much faster."

Su Chen thought for a moment, then shook his head.

"I'm not going."

Qian Renxue was taken aback: "Why?"

"It's too far," Su Chen said calmly. "I'm perfectly content in Martial Soul City, and I don't want to go through all that trouble."

Qian Renxue opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found herself speechless.

Too far?

Just because of this?

She looked at Bibi Dong and noticed that the corners of Bibi Dong's mouth were slightly upturned, as if she was quite satisfied with the answer.

"Mr. Su Chen, won't you reconsider?" Qian Renxue was unwilling to give up.

Su Chen shook his head: "I won't consider it. If Your Highness wants to fight me, just come to Wuhun City. Anyway, you can fly, so it won't be troublesome for you to come and go."

Qian Renxue was completely speechless.

This guy really doesn't take Title Douluo seriously.

"Alright," Bibi Dong said. "Su Chen has already stated his position. You can go back now; we still need you to keep an eye on things in Heaven Dou City."

Qian Renxue remained silent for a moment, then finally nodded. She glanced at Su Chen, her gaze complex.

"Mr. Su Chen, I will come again."

"You're welcome anytime."

Qian Renxue turned and walked out of the Papal Palace, her white figure disappearing outside the door.

Only Bibi Dong and Su Chen remained in the hall.

Bibi Dong stood up from her throne, walked up to Su Chen, and looked him up and down.

"A 600,000-year-old spirit ring?"

"Um."

"Gold level?"

"Um."

"let me see."

Su Chen did not refuse and activated his third soul ring. Golden light appeared around him, and a violent aura of six hundred thousand years spread out, filling the entire Papal Palace.

Bibi Dong sensed this aura, and a hint of shock flashed in her eyes.

"It really is 600,000 years old... and it's of ancient quality."

She looked up at Su Chen, her gaze complex.

"Su Chen, do you know how dangerous you are right now?"

Su Chen put away the spirit ring and smiled: "Danger? I think it's quite safe."

"Safety?" Bibi Dong shook her head. "The stronger your abilities, the more people will be watching you. Today it's Qian Renxue, tomorrow it might be someone else. Can you stop one or two, or even ten or eight?"

Su Chen fell silent.

Bibi Dong is right. His abilities are too extraordinary, so extraordinary that everyone wants a piece of his pie. Today he has the Spirit Hall protecting him, but what about tomorrow? The day after?

"What suggestions does Your Majesty have?"

Bibi Dong looked at him and remained silent for a long time.

"Stay in the Spirit Hall. Don't go anywhere else."

"I didn't plan to go anywhere else anyway."

"That's good." Bibi Dong turned and walked back to her throne, sitting down again. "Go back and cultivate diligently. If you need anything, come find me."

Su Chen nodded, turned around and walked out of the Papal Palace.

Night had fallen, and the streets of Wuhun City were deserted. He walked alone on the way back to the side hall, the moonlight casting a long shadow on him.

A 600,000-year-old soul ring.

Level 40 Soul Master.

This is just the beginning.

The road ahead is still long.