Douluo Continent: Martial Soul - Agave, Self-created Earth God Position

Twenty minutes ago.

Despite Sabo's persistent pleading, Salas eventually managed to take his grandson away from the room where he was resting.

We walked through the plaza garden, asking for directions along the way.

It's not that I don't remember, it's just that I haven't been back for many years.

Several buildings were added during this period, which differed slightly from Salas's memory.

Finally, after asking the second knight, they arrived at the entrance of the library.

"Bo, just stay here quietly and study. Don't cause any trouble!" Salas patted Sabo's head.

"Grandpa has to go see His Holiness the Pope, so he can't stay with you to study." After saying that, he immediately went to the side room to wait for the Pope's message.

"Bishop Salas, please come with me."

……

Upon arriving at the palace, His Holiness the Pope, Chihiro, sat on the central throne, wearing a crown.

Two figures stood on either side of the Pope.

The person on the left is dressed in a black robe, with a faint black aura surrounding him—Ghost Douluo Ghost Phantom.

On the right is Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, with long golden hair cascading down his shoulders, handsome features, and a constant smile on his lips.

Salas approached the steps, his voice respectful and steady, "Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!"

after awhile.

Qian Xunji slowly spoke, "Salas." His voice was deep and resonant.

"Your subordinate is here."

"You've done a great job in Tiandou City over the years, handling everything flawlessly. I'm very satisfied."

Salas trembled slightly, a surge of overwhelming excitement welling up inside him.

He lowered his head even further: "Serving His Holiness the Pope is my duty."

Then, Qian Xunji continued, "Salas, the reason I summoned you here today is to..."

Salas's heart skipped a beat.

"Effective immediately, you are promoted to Platinum Bishop of the Martial Soul Temple in Heaven Dou City..." Qian Xunji said, enunciating each word clearly.

Salas felt a buzzing sound in his head and couldn't believe his ears.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and kowtowed heavily: "Thank you for your great grace, Your Holiness the Pope. I will do my utmost to serve you until my dying breath."

……

Sabo arrived at the library with eyes full of curiosity.

They ran swiftly across the field.

He had long since ignored his grandfather's words and cast them aside.

There are just too many books inside.

Sabo didn't know where to begin.

We had no choice but to return to the starting point and ask the staff.

Following directions from the attendants on each floor of the library, Sabo found his way to an area on the third floor.

This area gave Sabo a strange feeling.

Logically speaking, even if everyone in the library is quietly looking up information.

There shouldn't be so few people.

Footsteps echoed in the empty corridor.

Sabo subconsciously slowed his pace, his gaze sweeping across the corridor.

The bookshelves on both sides are arranged neatly. Each row is labeled with a number and category.

Sabo slowed his pace, glancing at the numbers marked above the bookshelves as he walked.

They didn't stop walking, but from the deepest part, they could faintly hear voices talking.

"...Xiao Gang! Have you finished 'The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul'?"

It was a woman's voice, gentle and melodious, very pleasant to listen to.

She spoke at a measured pace, as if she were asking about something perfectly ordinary, yet her words revealed a hint of concern.

"Dong'er! It's finished. We're doing the final proofreading now. It's ready to be published anytime," the man said to the woman beside him.

The woman laughed in a silvery voice, "I knew it, Xiaogang, you're the best."

"Once you've confirmed that you've finished here, let me know, and I'll talk to the editor-in-chief of the 'Martial Soul Daily' and ask him to give you some space in the publication."

"Your article deserves to be seen by more people."

Upon hearing this conversation, Sabo involuntarily took half a step toward the direction from which the voices came.

"If he publishes an article in the Martial Soul Newspaper, then he must be very knowledgeable."

Sabo had a preconceived notion that publishing an article would surely answer his questions.

He continued searching for the direction of the sound, even though he knew that eavesdropping was not a good thing.

Eavesdropping on other people's conversations is a big no-no, but I can't help it, what can I do when he's just a kid?

The sound continued to come.

"Dong'er, don't worry. I'm sure it's finished, no more proofreading needed. It's ready to be submitted."

"You have a lot on your plate, so don't let me distract you."

"Why say such formal things between us?" The woman's voice carried a hint of reproach as she changed the subject.

"By the way, do you want me to take a look for you? You know I have some experience in this area..."

"Sure! But I'd like to write this myself, so I'll just show it to you for a bit!"

The woman took the manuscript from the man's hand.

What comes into view is the content of "The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul".

"First, each person can only inherit the stronger and more outstanding one of their parents' martial souls."

"Second, there is an extremely low probability that a martial soul will mutate during the inheritance process. These mutations can be good or bad."

"Third, the awakening of soul power is often related to the quality of the martial soul. The better the martial soul, the higher the innate soul power."

"Fourth, a Soul Master needs to acquire a Soul Ring to advance in rank. Soul Rings are divided into five levels, based on the age of the Soul Beast that produced them: ten-year white, one-hundred-year yellow, one-thousand-year purple, ten-thousand-year black, and finally one-hundred-thousand-year red."

Fifth, each Soul Master has their own development path and should choose their development path and train according to the characteristics of their own Martial Soul.

"Sixth, when a Soul Master reaches a bottleneck in cultivation, even if they do not immediately acquire a Soul Ring, continuing to cultivate will not affect the improvement of their Soul Power."

"Seventh, martial spirits are divided into weapon martial spirits and beast martial spirits. Before level 70, beast martial spirits are stronger than weapon martial spirits. After level 70, weapon martial spirits are stronger than beast martial spirits."

"Eight, there are no useless martial spirits in the world, only useless soul masters."

"Ninth, there is no limit to the absorption of spirit rings by a martial soul. Even a plant-type martial soul can absorb the spirit rings of animal-type spirit beasts."

"Ten, even completely different martial souls can give birth to a martial soul fusion skill."

"What a perfect article..." The woman handed the manuscript to the man with lingering satisfaction.

"Dong'er, let's go! Let's publish it now."

The woman took the man's arm, ready to leave.

As for the words her master said to her, she ignored them completely.

She went straight to the third floor to meet her lover.

Hearing that the man was leaving, Sabo rushed out and bumped into him.

The man stumbled and fell to the ground, while Sabo was thrown into the air by the impact.

"Xiaogang, are you alright?" The man stood up again with the woman's help.

"Where did this brat come from? Didn't I instruct the servants to disperse the crowd so that Xiao Gang could have a quiet environment to complete his work?"

"How come a little brat has barged in? Those servants really need to be taught a lesson. Wait until I get back..." the woman beside her said angrily and in a low voice.

Sabo stood up again, spread his arms, and blocked the two people who were about to leave.

"This... big... big brother, I have a few questions I'd like you to answer..."