Douluo: Becoming a God From Dreaming

Chapter 18 Concern from the Papal Palace
Bibi Dong is not Su Yuntao, no matter in vision and knowledge, the two are worlds apart.

She herself is born full of soul power, and she knows how rare this talent is. As long as she doesn't mess around halfway, she can almost lie down to Title Douluo.

And those who can become a Titled Douluo, all Wuhun are top-notch, if it is just a mere colorful fantasy heart butterfly, what qualifications does it have to have the title?
"There are only two reasons for this kind of recognition. Either the Seven-Color Fantasy Heart Butterfly's martial spirit has mutated benignly and become a top-level martial spirit. Or it is not the Colorful Fantasy Heart Butterfly at all, but just looks like it, and has been mistaken for it. I think it’s the Colorful Heart Butterfly.”

Bibi Dong guessed the truth almost instantly, and immediately developed a strong interest in this child named Wang Shenmeng.

For some reason, I had a vague intuition in my heart, as if this child was very important to me, and I must bring him to me, otherwise I would regret it.

A deep light flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, and his tone was majestic: "This matter has been done very well by the Wuhun Branch of Notting City, and we must reward them heavily. Douglas, you immediately send someone to Notting City to call this Wangshenmeng My child, investigate everything in the past clearly, and don’t miss anything.”

Douglas was shocked.

The level of the Wuhun Temple in Notting City is too low. Even urgent letters are not qualified to be sent directly to the Pope's desk. Of course, they must be screened by bishops like them who assist in handling government affairs.

He had read that letter, and he hurriedly sent it to the Pope because it was about a genius who was born with soul power.

Now it seems that the Pope really attaches great importance to it. If nothing else happens, the child named Wang Shenmeng will soon rise to the top.

"Yes!"

After Douglas took the order, he asked again: "Then do we want to contact that child?"

"Don't worry, we can't run away anyway. Matthew Nuo said that he refused to join the Spirit Hall. Maybe there is some reason that we don't know. Let's investigate his information first!"

Bibi Dong said calmly: "But during this period, don't let him join any other forces. Once there are signs, stop him immediately."

"Yes!"

Douglas was about to leave, Bibi Dong pondered for a while, and suddenly ordered: "After you go down, let Ju Douluo come to see me!"

Douglas was even more shocked. It seemed that the Pope attached great importance to this child. Even Elder Ju, the title Douluo, was alarmed. In the future, the child would have a very high status after joining the Spirit Hall.

He secretly thought about it, wondering whether to send a few people to protect him secretly. If he invested in a favor in advance, it might be of great use in the future, such as helping him be promoted to white bishop...

But then I thought: "His Majesty the Pope attaches so much importance to this child, he must pay close attention to it. If I send someone to protect him, it may not be in line with His Majesty the Pope's wishes. It may be self-defeating."

Douglas had many thoughts, and finally had to give up this tempting idea, but he kept the child named Wang Shenmeng firmly in his heart.

After Douglas left, the study became quiet again.

Bibi Dong leaned on her seat, rubbing her temples with both hands to relieve the pain in her head. Her fair and jade-like cheeks were a little pale, with a hint of exhaustion, and her whole person showed a rare weakness.

Less than 10 minutes later, Ju Douluo's aura appeared outside the main hall, and Bibi Dong immediately sat upright, her expression regaining her composure and majesty.

After a while, a figure walked into the hall. He had golden hair, skin that looked as tender as a baby, and an appearance as charming as a woman.

If it weren't for the Adam's apple on his neck, no one would think he was a man.

He is the elder in charge of punishment in Wuhun Hall, titled Douluo Yueguan, known as Ju Douluo.

Ju Douluo wore a bright red dress that only titled Douluo were qualified to wear. The red dress was studded with gold and silver patterns, especially the shining golden gem on the chest, which was as big as a baby's fist. It was full of luxury. breath.

But in front of the noble, glamorous and magnificent pope, his coquettishness suddenly became gaudy, and his luxury was eclipsed, as if he had suddenly changed from a noble golden chrysanthemum to a green leaf that set off red flowers.

Chrysanthemum Douluo subdued his sharpness unconsciously, and said in a soft and thin voice: "Subordinate to the next moon pass, I pay my respects to His Majesty the Pope!"

Bibi Dongman said in a loud voice: "Elder Ju, there is no need to be polite. There is a secret letter here, please read it first!"

With a flick of the slender white jade hand, the letter flew out lightly and stopped in front of Ju Douluo.

"Yes!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo stretched out his orchid finger, took a look at the secret letter, also showed a surprised look, and exclaimed coquettishly: "This is impossible, it must be a mistake by the people from the Martial Soul Branch of Notting City. How could it be possible to awaken the innate full soul power?"

Bibi Dong nodded and said: "I also think they made a mistake. In short, there must be something extraordinary about this child. Since we discovered him, we must take him back into our Spirit Hall. He fell into the hands of other forces."

Ju Douluo nodded in agreement, "His Majesty the Pope is wise, and his subordinates also think so. No matter which force gets this child, it will almost certainly gain a titled Douluo in the future, even a Super Douluo, and even a Ultimate Douluo. Perhaps, we must not allow such a genius to wander outside.”

"But this child has refused to join the Wuhun Palace before. Maybe there is some misunderstanding. So let's take it easy for the time being. Don't force him roughly. Use a gentle attitude to let him join us voluntarily as much as possible. After all, we want to cultivate A strong man who can be used by us in the future instead of raising an enemy.”

Bibi Dong pondered for a moment, and then said calmly: "But seeing is believing. Just in case, we still need to confirm what is going on with his martial spirit. Elder Ju will go to Notting City and take a closer look at this." What is so magical about children, and how much effort and resources are worth investing in them?”

"Your Majesty the Pope can rest assured that his subordinates must study him thoroughly from the inside to the outside. If he is a false genius, he must not escape my eyes."

A glimmer of anticipation flashed in Ju Douluo's winking eyes, and he was also very interested in this child.

In the past 100 years, only less than [-] people with innate soul power and absolute ceiling-level talents have been born. Each one has its own magic. When they grow up, they all become influential figures who influence the situation in the mainland.

Moreover, this child only awakened at the age of eight. He possesses a martial spirit that is suspected to be a benign mutation, or another rare martial spirit. There is so much worth exploring. This is a very good experience for Ju Douluo. .

……

Unaware that he had been 'stared' by a certain boss, Wang Shenmeng wandered the Soul Hunting Forest for several days, met many spirit beasts, but none of them suited him.

Butterfly soul beasts and moth soul beasts are already rare, and those with high bloodlines are even rarer. It would be fine in the Star Dou Forest, but the species richness of this man-raised soul beast is much worse.

Unfortunately, butterfly soul masters are very rare on the mainland. Because there is too little demand, the man-raised forest naturally does not pay attention to them, let alone deliberately protect them, making this type of soul beast almost extinct.

"It can't be true, is it? Do you want to go to the Star Dou Forest?"

Wang Shenmeng touched his chin depressedly. He really didn't want to go to the Star Dou Forest now. It was much more dangerous there than here. He was just a tenth-level soul warrior, but he was too weak and could easily send warmth from thousands of miles away.

"If you search deeper, I won't believe it. In such a big forest, you can't find a butterfly-like hundred-year-old soul beast."

Wang Shenmeng felt ruthless in her heart, while carefully restraining the fluctuation of her soul power, she tried her best to sense the surrounding information with her tentacles.

After advancing for more than ten miles and almost approaching the core area, Wang Shenmeng's expression suddenly changed. Without saying a word, he spread his wings and turned around to run away.

(End of this chapter)