"Oh," Bibi Dong's eyes instantly fell on Ye Ling'an, "Good boy, raise your head and let me see what you look like."

Hearing this, Ye Ling'an raised his head and met Bibi Dong's eyes. The innocence flowing in those blue eyes was immediately captured by Bibi Dong.

"It's so similar." Bibi Dong said thoughtfully, "No wonder you brought this child here." This girl looks pretty good.

Was Su Yingchu confident when she reached out to her?

"Your wishful thinking is not just to let her join Wuhun Palace, but to become my disciple. It's right when you think about it. After all, I am the first genius in the continent to reach the Soul Saint realm the fastest."

Bibi Dong was in a daze, thinking of herself when she was young.

At that time, Bibi Dong was a well-deserved genius. He had great years, he had talents that were arrogant to others, he had powerful resources... Unfortunately, all of them disappeared because of that day.

"Yes, you were the most talented person I have ever seen in my life. You also reached Titled Douluo at a young age, and you are worthy of your talent."

"I'm bringing my child here this time, just as you guessed." Su Yingchu said slowly, "I want you to be her teacher."

"Her talent is even stronger than yours back then."

Su Yingchu looked at the guards on the side and stopped talking immediately.

Bibi Dong followed her gaze and understood what she meant.

"You all go down."

When there were only three of them left here, Su Yingchu said, "Bibi Dong, these words of mine will offend you."

In fact, Su Yingchu was still hesitating.

Hearing this, Bibi Dong's perfect face showed no expression, "Just tell me, I want to hear what you said."

Bibi Dong has been walking for decades and has experienced a lot of ups and downs. Her heart has long since changed.

"Your daughter Qian Renxue..."

Su Yingchu had just said a few words, and Bibi Dong's expression turned ugly.

"Is there any point in suddenly involving her?"

Qian Renxue is the daughter of Bibi Dong and Qian Xunji, but she doesn't get Bibi Dong's maternal love.

"Of course it matters."

Su Yingchu began to tell the truth, "The innate soul power of the Seraph Martial Spirit awakened by successive heirs of the Qian Family must be level 20."

"Such innate qualifications make them far superior to others, and they have established forces such as Wuhun Palace."

Bibi Dong listened to her words with seriousness on her face.

"My daughter, she is actually at level 20 innate soul power."

As soon as these words came out, Bibi Dong's look at Ye Ling'an suddenly became subtle.

"Innate soul power level 20."

Bibi Dong's previous thoughts changed because of these words. Su Yingchu came all the way just to convince her.

Bibi Dong put her left hand on the armrest of the stone seat and moved it gently, "Innate soul power is level 20. Are you putting a genius who will grow into a titled Douluo in the future on my side?"

Bibi Dong's red lips parted slightly, and that noble and indifferent voice sounded again, "Everything has a price. You gave me your child as a bargaining chip, so what do you want is what I want?"

"Do you want me to fight that guy?"

Of course they knew who that guy was talking about.

"I just want to give it a try." Su Yingchu had a determined expression on her beautiful face, "My child's soul power has now reached level 25. With her talent, it is only a matter of time before she becomes a titled Douluo. Just like Qian Renxue."

"You know better than me what it means to have a martial soul with innate soul power of level 20."

"I made my daughter your disciple to provide you with the power to control the Spirit Hall. Are you still afraid that you won't be able to take revenge?"

Su Yingchu directly stated her plan, just to make Bibi Dong's heart flutter.

Profit is what affects people's hearts the most.

Bibi Dong's eyes instantly turned cold, "Su Yingchu, you are plotting against me, aren't you afraid that I will do something to your daughter?"

"You can't. The Bibi Dong I know is a person who values ​​talents." Su Yingchu responded to her calmly.

"Bibi Dong, I'm not here to joke with you this time. I'm negotiating with you seriously. If you don't want to, I can go find the big worshipper."

In the entire Wuhun Hall, the only one who could make Bibi Dong fearful was Qian Daoliu, the chief priest of the Wuhun Hall.

The matter between Bibi Dong and Qianjia was very complicated, and Su Yingchu didn't want to get involved in it. She simply wanted to make a deal with Bibi Dong.

"Making my daughter your disciple will definitely do you good and not bad. A genius who is destined to become a titled Douluo, even if you don't want him here, someone else will want him."

Su Yingchu was still not patient enough. She was afraid that if it took too long, the news would get to the other side, which would be detrimental to their cooperation.

Bibi Dong didn't answer. She walked down from the stone seat and walked to Ye Ling'an.

"Good boy, tell me your name."

Bibi Dong looked at her condescendingly, her rose-red eyes filled with tenderness, "I am Bibi Dong, the current Pope of Wuhun Palace."

She gave Ye Ling'an equal respect by saying her name first. On the continent a person's name is of vital importance.

"My name is Ye Ling'an." Ye Ling'an said neither humble nor arrogant.

Her calm look made Bibi Dong's eyes flash with surprise.

"You are very similar to my daughter." This sentence suddenly appeared in Bibi Dong's mind.

When I saw Ye Ling'an, I thought of Qian Renxue.

Of course their appearance is different, but their personalities and aura are almost the same.

"Then Ye Ling'an, please tell me, is everything your mother said true?"

Bibi Dong still didn't believe Su Yingchu's words.

Ye Ling'an nodded, "It's true, my innate soul power is level 20."

"What is your martial spirit?"

Bibi Dong's eyes were filled with shock.

"Han Ying Sword."

After hearing about Ye Ling'an's martial spirit, Bibi Dong touched the scepter tightly with her right hand, "I thought your martial spirit would be related to that family, but I didn't expect that I was overly worried." She heard that it was a scepter. Sword, Bibi Dong felt relieved.

She's a bit paranoid.

"Yes, this kind of martial spirit is about bloodline inheritance. Your bloodline is thin, so it is normal for you not to inherit the martial spirit of that family."

Bibi Dong said slowly, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

If Ye Ling'an's martial spirit is a seraph, then all her plans will be useless. The Seraph Martial Spirit must be taught by someone who also possesses the Seraph Martial Spirit.

Isn't that what her daughter Qian Renxue is like?

Qian Renxue is seventeen years old this year, and Bibi Dong has barely met her, let alone the relationship between mother and daughter.

"I can consider your conditions." Bibi Dong sat on the stone seat again, her eyes falling on Su Yingchu, "This child will be my disciple from today on."

"Similarly, I will train her to be a strong person, worthy of her status as the Saint of the Spirit Hall."

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