"Just get used to it, this place will be your home in the future." A mature and steady female voice rang out.

"Crown of the Pope!"

"Ju Douluo!"

"Ghost Douluo!"

"Sacrifice!"

Ye Shu bent down respectfully to salute.

Is the Pope a woman?

Ye Ying looked curiously at a beautiful woman sitting in the middle with a noble aura.

She was wearing a luxurious black robe with gold patterns, a nine-curved purple gold crown, and a scepter about two meters long and inlaid with countless gems.

Her skin is fair and her face is almost perfect. Her body exudes a sacred aura, as if an angel descends to earth, making people feel the urge to worship.

Next to the Pope was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl in white. She was not old, but her figure was well developed, with bulging fronts and backs. Her eyebrows and eyes were curved, her smile was affectionate, and her face and figure were surrounded by thin, unspeakable charm, which was naturally charming.

Ye Ying's eyes and the girl's eyes met in the air.

One side is innocent and clear, the other side is cunning and curious, but they are all careful and sensitive.

The two of them were about to part with each other, and after a few times, they inexplicably developed a faint attraction between each other.

"Xiaoying, my name is Bibidong. You can call me Aunt Pope first." Pope Bibidong's voice sounded like a spring breeze, very comfortable.

"Hello Aunt Pope!" Ye Ying said subconsciously.

Bibi Dong smiled: "Pick up the things and test them for Xiaoying again."

A guard walked forward with a tray and half-kneeled beside Ye Ying.

Juyueguan stood up, and with a casual move, the guard's pallet flew straight into his hands.

"Go down, I'll test it for him." Ju Yueguan chuckled.

The guard stood up, took a few steps back and turned away.

"Little Nightingale, first summon your twin martial souls to the Pope." Ju Yueguan said.

Ye Ying's thoughts moved and two martial souls appeared beside him.

The black fluid, like a living creature, flexibly shuttled between his fingers and palms, freely changing various forms.

The golden Buddha sat cross-legged in the air, his eyelids slightly closed, as if he was looking down on others, and as if he was looking down on everything.

The two auras of righteousness and darkness are intertwined on Ye Ying.

"Although I don't know it, I can feel that these two martial souls must be top-level martial souls." Ju Yueguan said excitedly.

Bibidong stared at him for a while and asked, "One is a special martial soul, the other is a real martial soul. Xiaoying, do you know what these two martial souls are?"

The girl in white looked at Ye Ying's martial soul curiously.

"The big one is the Buddha, the golden body Buddha." Ye Ying hesitated: "The black one should be...shadow."

"Buddha?"

"shadow?"

Everyone felt confused.

"Buddha is the left and right man, and shadow is the shadow." Ye Ying tried hard to explain, "I don't know how to use it."

"Most of the original martial souls enhance themselves, while special martial souls have various wonderful uses." Bibidong said with a smile, "There are both types of martial souls, and this time our Wuhun Palace really picked up treasures."

Hearing Bibidong's words, Juyueguan, Gui Douluo and the worshippers present all smiled and nodded frequently.

"Not only that, the little nightingale is still innately full of soul power." Juyueguan took out a disc from the tray, "Little Nightingale, come and show it to them, and shake these old things that are only innately seven or eight."

Many people frowned slightly.

What does it mean to "a shaking an old thing with only 7 or 8 innate level"?

Ju Yueguan said this clearly because he looked down on them.

However, the innate soul power reaches level 7 or 8, which is enough to cultivate to the Douluo level. When there are enough opportunities, it is expected to be named Douluo...

Ye Ying silently put his hands on the disc.

A thick beam of light rushed straight to the top of the hall.

Everyone was stunned.

The innate full soul power level ten can only allow the light column to escape three meters away from the disc. What level of soul power is it that directly pushes the light column to the top of the hall?

This is just a child who has just awakened his martial soul.

There was a dead silence in the air.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Ye Ying looked up blankly.

Bibidong suddenly changed his color, and she said angrily: "Juyue Pass!"

Juyue Pass immediately moved the disc away from Ye Ying's hands.

At this moment, everyone in the hall looked at Ye Ying with a faint green light emitted in their eyes, as if they wanted to eat Ye Ying in one bite.

Ye Ying felt inexplicably confused.

What's wrong with them?

"You knew it a long time ago?" Bibidong looked at Juyue Pass with cold eyes.

Juyue Pass faced the Pope, and he felt a chill behind him.

The pope usually calls him "Ju Douluo", but this time he calls him his name.

The Pope is really angry.

He waved his hands all the time: "I don't know, I thought he was just... If I knew that this was the case, how dare I test my soul power for the Nightingale in the hall?"

Ju Yue cares about the pain.

The pope snorted coldly, and murderous intent gushed out of her body, instantly covering the entire hall.

Except for Ye Ying, Ye Shu and the three girls in white, the others were trembling slightly by the terrifying murderous intent like a flood.

"No one is allowed to leak what just happened, otherwise..." Bibidong paused, "You know the consequences."

Bibidong's murderous intent was like a knife, wandering between the necks of the elders and worshipping them, scaring them to stand upright.

"Don't dare—" everyone responded in a deep voice.

Most people didn't know what was going on. They only saw that Ye Ying's soul power test seemed to have found something amazing, so Bibi Dong was very nervous.

As long as a very few people know what the scene just now means.

Bibidong took a deep breath, and the murderous intent in the hall retreated like a tide.

There were a large area behind several elders who were not strong enough.

They knew that although Bibidong was a woman, he was recognized as the strongest pope in the Wuhun Hall in the continent, and he was decisive in killing and doing what he said.

If they accidentally missed what they saw just now, even if it was just a sentence, whether it was a dream or a loss after drinking, they would never see the sun the next day.

"What's wrong?" Ye Ying asked strangely, "Is there any problem with my soul power?"

He was very puzzled. He didn't understand why the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became so bad after he tested his soul power.

Hearing Ye Ying's question, in just two seconds, the murderous intent in Bibidong's eyes turned into warm spring water, and a stunning smile that was enough to make the world crazy.

"There is no problem, it's impossible to be better." Bibidong said very gently, "Xiaoying, I'll ask you seriously, are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"

Taking the Pope of the Wuhun Palace as his teacher is undoubtedly one of the most difficult things on the continent, but no one thinks that Ye Ying is not qualified at this time.

Bibidong felt a little nervous for the first time.

Ye Ying, as long as he does not die young, he will definitely be an extremely terrifying strong man in the future, and he is likely to break through the 100th level of soul power and ascend to become a god!

There has never been such a genius character in Douluo Continent in history.

Everyone was hoping that Ye Ying would agree to become a disciple in his heart, but Ye Ying himself was in deep thought when he saw Bibi Dong.

Dad seems to have a grudge against the Spirit Hall. If he worships the pope of the Spirit Hall as his teacher, will Dad be angry?

"Agree!" Juyueguan urged anxiously, "What are you waiting for?"
Chapter completed!