234: Chapter 234 The Goddess of Kindness Arrives

In the Hall of Worship of Spirit City.

The worshipers were surprised to hear Lion Douluo's words.

Shock also appeared in Qian Daoliu's eyes.

The sixth spirit ring is a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring.

In the history of the continent, Su Wen is the first.

The value of a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring is only known by those who possess it.

"Big brother, this kid's growth rate is uncontrollable. He's already a Spirit Emperor and has caught up to Xiao Xue!"

"When Xiao Xue returns in the future, it will be difficult for her to take back the position of Supreme Pontiff."

Lion Douluo voiced his concerns.

He was indeed shocked the moment he saw Su Wen's spirit ring.

What a pity!

The other party is Bibi Dong's person.

Unfortunately, the conflict between Bibi Dong and the Hall of Worship is irreconcilable.

If nothing is done, once the master and Disciple join forces and two peerless powerhouses are born, Spirit Hall will truly change its surname.

All the worshipers understood this logic; given Su Wen's current situation, they could all see his potential to become a super Douluo.

"High Priest, what do you think of Su Wen and Xiao Xue?"

"Second brother, what do you mean? You're not planning to..."

Azure Luan Douluo looked at Qian Daoliu. A golden light flashed in the latter's silent eyes before suddenly dimming: "One has the Wedding Dress Ghost Emperor Martial Soul, and the other has the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul. The two are incompatible; can it work?"

"High Priest, whether it works or not depends on them. But in my view, both the Wedding Dress Ghost Emperor Martial Soul and the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul are rare Spirits. Perhaps their union could give birth to twin spirits..."

Even Lion Douluo understood Gold Crocodile Douluo's words.

He was a bit displeased: "Second brother, is that kid worthy?"

"The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul is a Divine-Grade Spirit, and with Innate level twenty, there's almost no one on the entire continent who can stand beside Xiao Xue."

"But Su Wen's Spirit is equally mysterious; I still haven't seen through it, and I believe the High Priest hasn't either. With Innate level ten and a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, if he isn't worthy, there's almost no second person to be found on the continent. Xiao Xue would likely end up alone for the rest of her life."

"Furthermore, with Su Wen in the middle, the relationship between Bibi Dong and Xiao Xue might soften a bit. It wouldn't even matter who becomes the Supreme Pontiff, as long as it's their descendant."

Gold Crocodile Douluo had just finished speaking.

Qian Daoliu's emotions fluctuated.

Especially upon hearing "end up alone for the rest of her life."

As a grandfather, he certainly didn't want his granddaughter to live alone in the future.

"Fine, let's give it a try then!"

...

Su Wen was on his way to Bibi Dong's bedchamber.

He was muttering to himself in his heart.

These past few days had passed peacefully, but the Rakshasa God would come tonight.

He couldn't refuse her.

Unfortunately, after agreeing to her, he would have to sacrifice a Spirit Master with an Angel Martial Soul.

Su Wen had a bit of a headache. Angel Spirits were already scarce; if one disappeared mysteriously, the people from the Hall of Worship would likely investigate personally.

"Teacher!"

Arriving at the door of Bibi Dong's room, Su Wen asked the maid waiting outside. Learning that Bibi Dong was already waiting, he pushed the door open and walked in.

In the room, a sack was conspicuously placed in the center.

Bibi Dong was sitting at the dining table, gently swirling a wine glass in her hand.

"Teacher, what is this?"

Su Wen had a guess in his heart.

Opening it to look, inside was an unconscious young girl.

He had seen this woman before.

Qian Xier, a student of the High-Level Spirit Master Academy, a possessor of the Two-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

"When the Rakshasa God comes looking for you again, just give her to the Rakshasa God!"

Bibi Dong spoke very casually; she loathed possessors of Angel Spirits from the bottom of her heart.

All Spirit Masters loyal to the Qian family deserved to die.

"Teacher? Her father seems to be the commander of the Angel Legion, right?"

Su Wen remembered that her father was a level eighty-nine Spirit Douluo. Although the Angel Legion was currently under Bibi Dong's control, the actual power was still in the hands of this commander.

"Heh, so what... would he dare come and demand her from me?"

"Even if Qian Daoliu comes, we don't need to pay him any mind!"

"If she doesn't die, you will die, so she must die."

"We cannot deal with the Rakshasa God yet. We can only temporarily let you receive her God Trial to stabilize the other party. Once I find a way to gain the attention of another Divinity, we will deal with the Rakshasa God!"

Bibi Dong's thinking was simple: just agree to the Rakshasa God for now. As for the speed of the trial, Su Wen could still control the timing.

The power of Rakshasa is not something anyone can control. The higher the affinity, the easier it is to be influenced by her power.

That's secondary.

The main thing is the Rakshasa God's mood; if she wants to play, that would be the true Hell trial.

"Sister Donger!"

A sinister female laugh suddenly drifted into the room. Accompanied by a surge of purple-black mist enveloping the surroundings, the scene in the room instantly began to change.

Bibi Dong came to Su Wen's side and gently held his hand.

The two were brought into the Rakshasa Secret Realm.

Watching the Rakshasa God appear, Bibi Dong's vermilion lips parted slightly: "Rakshasa!"

"Bibi Dong, how interesting. To go to such lengths for your own Disciple. But if you want to defeat me, you're far, far too lacking, hahaha..."

The Rakshasa God sat on her throne, legs slightly crossed, looking down at the two with a condescending demeanor.

"Su Wen, it looks like you've made up your mind."

"Very good, this God is very satisfied, hahaha~"

"Then let's begin. Sacrifice that angel to this God, and you will obtain my Rakshasa Nine Trials. In the future, you will inherit the Rakshasa God Position and become the God of Rakshasa!"

Can I refuse?

Su Wen really wanted to say, who cares about your Nine Trials? If you could at least give some rewards, Su Wen felt he might have some motivation.

The key point is there's absolutely nothing.

"Kill her. This God wants you to eat her—heart!"

The Rakshasa God pointed at the unconscious Qian Xier on the ground. Regarding the Angel Martial Soul, her face bore undisguised killing intent.

Bibi Dong frowned; this wasn't a trial or sacrifice at all, just the Rakshasa God's twisted sense of humor.

Su Wen understood too.

The Rakshasa God wanted to toy with him.

This damned woman.

At this moment, a pillar of white light descended into the Rakshasa Secret Realm.

The light pillar landed on Su Wen. Before Bibi Dong could react, Su Wen had already been taken away by the light pillar.

Shock appeared in the Rakshasa God's eyes, and then her expression turned ugly.

...

When Su Wen opened his eyes, the surroundings were a vast World of white.

A huge palace appeared before him, magnificent and spectacular.

Standing at the entrance of the palace was a woman wearing a pure white dress.

She had a face of ultimate purity.

Pure, holy.

It made it impossible for anyone to harbor any wicked desires.

Two strands of long black hair draped in front of her.

Her black eyes held a gentle and moving radiance, and her entire body exuded an approachable power.

"Su Wen, I have been watching you for a long time!"

"Allow me to introduce myself; I come from the Divine Realm!"

"You may call me—the Goddess of Kindness!"