"How did you know?" Qian Daoliu asked with confusion on his face.
"My martial spirit told me." Ye Qifeng looked at Qian Daoliu.
"So that's it," Qian Daoliu said, "Martial souls that have reached the god level will indeed come with information about the martial soul. After awakening, feedback will be given directly to the awakener. This is the same as talent inheritance."
After a slight pause, Qian Daoliu changed his tone and asked:
"Ye boy, how about joining the worship hall?"
Ye Qifeng: "This..."
At this time, Qian Daoliu continued: "As long as you agree to join the Enshrinement Hall, I can satisfy you with any power, status, money, wealth, or training resources you want."
But at this time, Ye Qifeng was not moved by Qian Daoliu's conditions. With his talent, these things could also be obtained from Bibi Dong.
So he remained silent and waited for Qian Daoliu to continue speaking.
Qian Daoliu then said, "I can also let you be the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace. How about that? Do you think about it?"
"Holy Son?" Ye Qifeng was surprised. This condition was somewhat attractive.
To be honest, I'm a little excited.
If he has the status of the Holy Son, it will be very helpful for what he will do in the Spirit Hall later.
But Ye Qifeng thought about it and finally decided to reject Qian Daoliu:
"This is a great offering. I'm sorry, I already have my heart set on something. I'm going to join the Papal Palace and serve under the Pope's throne."
Qian Daoliu's face stiffened when he heard this, but he continued to persuade:
"Don't think about it again?"
"You have to know that the status of the Enshrinement Hall that I am in charge of is still higher than that of the Pope's Hall. There are some things that the Enshrinement Hall can give you that the Pope's Hall may not be able to give you."
Ye Qifeng still shook his head.
Seeing this, Qian Daoliu was helpless. He even promised the status of the Holy Son, but still could not persuade Ye Qifeng.
After thinking about it, Qian Daoliu decided to find another way and said:
"You seem to know my granddaughter, right?"
"Yes." Ye Qifeng nodded and replied.
Qian Daoliu said: "Xiaoxue values you very much. The books you have read in the past two years were all sent to you by Xiaoxue specifically asking the Wuhun Palace Collection Room."
"And Xiaoxue has written to you many times asking for your information."
Ye Qifeng raised his head when he heard this, a little surprised. Since Qian Renxue left, she had only sent a letter once, telling him that the fourth soul ring had successfully absorbed a ten-thousand-year soul ring, and then there was no news from her.
Unexpectedly, Qian Renxue was still paying attention to him.
Seeing this, Qian Daoliu said again: "If you can join the worship hall, Xiaoxue will definitely be very happy."
"Do you think Xiaoxue is beautiful?" Qian Daoliu suddenly asked.
"Beautiful." Ye Qifeng glanced at him, wondering why he suddenly asked this.
Qian Daoliu's lips curved into a treacherous arc, and he said seductively:
"Xiaoxue, like you, is also a god-level martial soul with an innate soul power of level 20. I think you two are a good match. How about you join the Enshrinement Hall and I will bring you two together?"
"Huh?!" Ye Qifeng was shocked. By saying so much, do you want me to be your grandson-in-law?
He was a little speechless and couldn't help complaining in his heart:
"Qian Daoliu, as expected of you, are you selling your granddaughter now?"
"If Qian Renxue knew what you were doing like this, she would probably use a sword to attack me."
Ye Qifeng's mouth twitched and said:
"Dear worshipper, I am still a child, only six years old."
"It doesn't matter, Xiaoxue is only five years older than you. It's only five years. For a soul master, it can be ignored."
Qian Daoliu smiled and said, "You may not know that in Douluo Continent, the physical development of soul masters will be greatly advanced due to their cultivation. With your qualifications, it will take six to eight years at most before your physical development will begin." Mature..."
"Stop, stop, stop," Ye Qifeng's mouth twitched crazily, and he quickly stopped him from continuing, "I'm sorry, Grand Priest. I've thought about it clearly, and I still choose the Pope's Palace."
"Actually, aren't the Enshrinement Hall and the Pope's Hall both the Spirit Hall? Why should they be so clearly divided? You can serve the Spirit Hall no matter where you are."
"As for Xue'er, please tell me, please, thank her for your care and concern over the past two years. I will repay you later."
"Also, tell Xue'er to pay attention to safety and protect yourself. If I have the chance, I will go see her."
After saying that, Ye Qifeng bowed to Qian Daoliu.
"Okay. Since you have already decided, I won't force you."
Qian Daoliu was a little disappointed that he could not make Ye Qifeng willingly join the worship hall, but he was not easy to use force. It would be bad if Ye Qifeng's resistance was aroused.
"However, I hope that you will ensure that after you succeed in your cultivation in the future, you will protect the foundation of Wuhun Palace and not do anything that damages the foundation of Wuhun Palace."
Qian Daoliu's eyes became sharp and he said, "The Wuhun Palace will eventually be handed over to Xiaoxue. You must ensure that you will not stand on the opposite side of Xiaoxue in the future, and you must try your best to assist her and protect her. As long as you can do it , if you want to go to the Pope’s Palace, I’ll do whatever you want.”
Ye Qifeng listened to Qian Daoliu's words, looked at his serious face, and thought to himself: "Is this what Qian Daoliu is really like?!"
Under the sharp gaze of Qian Daoliu, he said seriously:
"That's natural."
"Martial Soul Hall is also my home, and I will not allow anyone to damage it."
"Xue'er, I will also protect her and won't let anyone hurt her."
Even if Qian Daoliu didn't say it, he would still do it.
From the moment Bibi Dong and Yue Guan brought him back to Wuhun City, he made up his mind:
It is our duty to protect our Wuhun Palace!
Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu's sharp eyes softened again, and he felt a little satisfied: "In that case, just leave. There is already someone waiting for you outside."
After saying that, Qiandaoliu turned around, faced the ten-foot-tall angel statue, and stopped talking.
Ye Qifeng bowed to Qian Daoliu again.
Then his eyes shifted to look at the huge angel statue.
Ye Qifeng suddenly couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly. He had a feeling that something was wrong with the angel statue. It seemed that there was a pair of unkind eyes behind it, monitoring everything in the worship hall with malicious intentions.
He thought for a while, it was probably some dirty thing in the sky.
Ye Qifeng walked out of the worship hall and came to the gate.
The feeling of being watched was gone instantly.
He turned back and looked inside with a faint look in his eyes: "It seems to be limited to the worship hall."
"His Majesty the Pope invites you."
At this moment, the ghost who had been waiting outside for a long time walked up to Ye Qifeng and said something in a loud voice.
The ghost's whole body was shrouded in a large black hooded robe, and his body exuded a cold aura all the time.
Ye Qifeng knew that this coldness was due to the ghostly martial spirit and was not something he did intentionally.
Because he had awakened the god-level shadow martial spirit, Ye Qifeng didn't feel much about the coldness and didn't feel any discomfort.
Ye Qifeng looked at the ghost, a little curious about his appearance.
It is rumored that the ghost's body was partially transformed into a ghost due to the martial spirit, so he wore a large black hooded robe all day long.
The ghost looked cold, unsmiling, and repulsive, but Ye Qifeng quite liked the ghost.
Loyal, follow orders to the letter, ruthless and don't talk much.
Ye Qifeng admires such people very much.
"Okay." He responded with a nod to the ghost.
Immediately, the ghost used his soul power to lift Ye Qifeng.
The two of them flew quickly towards the Pope's Palace halfway up the mountain below.
