Douluo: Martial Soul Asura Sword, Supreme Killing God

Although she is a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form, she is completely different from those ferocious soul beasts. She is kind and pure-hearted and has never harmed anyone. Therefore, I hope that our teacher can grant our wish.”

“Yes, teacher.” Bibi Dong took Ah Yin’s arm. “Ah Yin is a very nice person.”

Qian Xunji looked at Bibi Dong, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He had watched Bibi Dong grow up since she was a child, and Qian Xunji knew her personality all too well.

He didn't expect Bibi Dong to speak up for Ah Yin, and the two seemed to have a good relationship.

When did his disciple become so magnanimous?

Qian Xunji sighed inwardly, wondering how Su Mo managed to keep the two of them at a harmonious distance.

Composing himself, he looked at Su Mo and smiled, "Since you've said so, Little Mo, your teacher naturally won't interfere."

Qian Xunji's martial soul is a six-winged angel, which gives him an innate ability to perceive good and evil.

Therefore, he could clearly sense that Ah Yin was indeed kind-hearted, just as Su Mo had said.

The most important thing is that Su Mo is a future god, so even though he is Su Mo's teacher, he shouldn't interfere too much in Su Mo's personal affairs.

Moreover, if he really dislikes Ah Yin, it will definitely cause Su Mo to harbor resentment towards him.

Therefore, Chihiro accepted it quite calmly.

"Thank you, teacher," Su Mo said.

"Thank you, Your Holiness the Pope."

Ah Yin's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, instantly relaxed, and the tension on her face finally disappeared, replaced by a genuine joy.

Su Mo had told A Yin that he was an orphan who had been taken in as a disciple by Qian Xunji since childhood.

As the saying goes, "A teacher for a day is a father for life."

At this moment, Ah Yin was essentially being formally recognized by Su Mo's elders, and this recognition was of extraordinary significance to her.

She turned to look at Su Mo, her eyes full of tenderness.

Su Mo also turned his head to look at her, a smile playing on his lips.

Bibi Dong stood aside, watching the two of them gaze deeply into each other's eyes, and gave a soft hum, then reached out and pinched Su Mo's waist.

Su Mo turned to look at Bibi Dong, only to see her slightly raising her chin, her eyes filled with a hint of arrogance.

Qian Xunji looked at Bibi Dong's appearance, shook his head slightly and smiled:

"Alright." Qian Xunji waved his hand. "Xiao Mo, you just got back, take them to rest first. The teacher will host a banquet tonight to welcome you back."

"Yes, teacher," Su Mo replied.

The three turned and walked out of the hall.

As she stepped out of the palace gates, Ah Yin glanced back at the majestic Papal Palace, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

She never imagined that one day, as a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form, she would be able to walk openly into the Papal Palace and even gain the Pope's approval.

And all of this is because of Su Mo.

Thinking of this, Ah Yin withdrew her gaze and looked at Su Mo's profile, feeling an indescribable warmth and sense of security welling up in her heart.

Su Mo noticed her gaze, looked down at her, and asked with a slight smile, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Ah Yin shook her head gently and smiled, "I just feel... it's so good to have met you."

Soon, the three of them returned directly to the Holy Son's Palace.

Everything inside is still the same as it was a few years ago.

"Ah Yin, this will be your home from now on," Su Mo said to Ah Yin beside him.

Ah Yin looked around, her eyes filled with curiosity.

Just then, Bibi Dong suddenly called out loudly, "Sister Shuang, we're back."

No sooner had the words left her lips than a figure rushed downstairs—it was Ye Qingshuang.

"Your Highness! You're finally back!" Ye Qingshuang ran up to the three of them and said happily.

Several months ago, Bibi Dong went out to hunt for spirit rings and never returned.

After making inquiries, she learned that Bibi Dong had actually met Su Mo and even accompanied him on a journey across the continent.

She could only wait alone in this place for the two to return.

This wait lasted for several months.

Now, the wait is finally over.

"Qingshuang, it's been a long time," Su Mo said with a smile.

Then, Su Mo introduced Ah Yin and Ye Qing Shuang to each other.

Ye Qingshuang was immediately shocked. Ah Yin was also Su Mo's partner.

Bibi Dong and Ah Yin actually get along well?

However, after the initial shock, she suddenly felt a sense of joy.

Soon, the group sat down in the hall and began chatting.

As the sun began to set, a servant came to announce that Pope Qian Xunji had prepared a banquet and invited Su Mo and the others to attend.

Su Mo immediately led Ah Yin and the other two women toward Qian Xunji's residence.

Before long, the group arrived at Qian Xunji's residence.

At this moment, several people were already seated in the hall; these were the honored guests.

Upon learning of Su Mo's return, Qian Daoliu was naturally overjoyed.

Several worshippers also came along, after all, they had all received favors from Su Mo, and since they hadn't seen him for so long, they naturally wanted to come and see him.

"Teacher, Grandpa Qian, and the other honored grandfathers," Su Mo greeted them in turn.

Ah Yin and the other two women followed closely behind, bowing respectfully.

Qian Xunji had already informed Qian Daoliu and the others about Ah Yin's identity.

Although they were initially shocked, they accepted it for Su Mo's sake.

Soon, everyone sat down together, eating and chatting.

Of course, the main questions were about Su Mo's experiences over the past few years.

After the dinner.

Qian Daoliu sought out Qian Xunji alone.

"Ji'er, didn't you say a few years ago that you wanted to get married as soon as possible? How come there's still no sign of it after all these years?"

Qian Xunji gave an embarrassed smile: "Father, it's just that I'm too busy with teaching duties..."

"Busy?" Qian Daoliu said with exasperation, "Look at Xiao Mo, he goes out and brings back one every time, and now he has three by his side. And look at you? You're not getting any younger, and you're still single."

Qian Xunji felt a little embarrassed by what he was being said and coughed lightly.

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu's expression turned serious, and he continued, "Remember, you must get married this year."

I'm still waiting to hold my grandson, so don't keep this old man waiting too long.

Moreover, don't forget that the magical herb in your hand is no ordinary thing.

"If your descendants were to consume it, given the profound heritage of my angelic lineage, I might very well witness the birth of an angel god in my lifetime."

At this point, a rare fervor appeared in Qian Daoliu's eyes.

"With Xiao Mo added, our Spirit Hall will then have two gods in one hall. How glorious that will be!"

“I understand, Father,” Qianxun replied quickly.

Chapter 91 Qian Xunji's Wedding is Imminent

The following day, at the Papal Palace.

A woman entered the main hall.

She had a neat short haircut, and her eyes and brows exuded a heroic spirit. Her appearance and figure were both excellent.

This person was none other than Ling Yuan.

After consuming the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower, her martial soul had evolved into a fire phoenix, reaching the level of ultimate fire.

Now, she is only one step away from becoming a Title Douluo, and her strength is no longer what it used to be.

Early this morning, Ling Yuan received a summons from Pope Qian Xunji.

Although she had some doubts, she dared not delay and hurriedly arrived at the Papal Palace.

"Ling Yuan greets His Holiness the Pope."

Ling Yuan walked to the center of the main hall, knelt on one knee, bowed her head slightly, and adopted a respectful posture.

On the papal throne, Qian Xunji's originally dignified face quietly faded the moment he saw Ling Yuan, and even a gentle smile appeared on his face.

He rose from the papal throne, strode over to Ling Yuan, bent down, and personally helped her up.

"Lingyuan, there's no need for such formalities."

Qian Xunji's voice was less sharp than usual, and more gentle than usual.

Ling Yuan stood up in a daze, a sense of fear rising in her heart.

What happened to His Holiness the Pope?

How come she looks completely different from her usual self?

As the Pope, Chihiro was always dignified and solemn when facing his subordinates, and rarely smiled.

But today, he not only gave me a gentle smile, but also helped me up with his own hands.

All of this was so unusual that Ling Yuan was somewhat flattered.

Just as Ling Yuan was wondering to herself, Qian Xunji asked with a smile, "Ling Yuan, what do you think of me?"

Ling Yuan was taken aback, and subconsciously replied, "His Holiness the Pope is very nice."