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Douluo Dalu: Reviving the Spirit Hall Popes

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Chapter 11: The Peak of Speed

Douluo Dalu: Reviving the Spirit Hall Popes

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A faint orange-red gradually tinted the horizon, the rising sun appearing as if soaked in morning dew.

The morning light pierced through the thin mist over Spirit City, softly spilling over the magnificent, golden buildings.

Every ray of light seemed mixed with the freshness of night dew, making the air throughout the city feel cool and refreshing.Full novel: Douluo Dalu: Reviving the Spirit Hall Popes — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠

The commotion caused by the Elder Hall last night could be described as earth-shattering, but the efficiency of Spirit Hall was extremely high.

After a night of emergency appeasement and public opinion guidance, Spirit Hall barely managed to soothe the panic among the city’s residents.

Thus, when the first bell of the morning echoed, the city returned to its usual hustle and bustle, prosperity and noise.

It was as if last night’s events had never happened.

Meanwhile, within the sacred mountain of Spirit City, inside the spacious hall of the Elder Hall.

The seven High Priests, the current Supreme Pontiff, and the resurrected Great-Grandfather Qian Wushuang and his group sat around a large dining table.

This breakfast, symbolizing the core of Spirit Hall’s highest power, should have been solemn and grave, but the atmosphere was very strange.

“Father, I say, old man, what are you fussing about?” Qian Daoliu put down his utensils.

He looked at Great-Grandfather Qian Wushuang, who was sitting at the head of the table methodically slicing roast meat, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness.

“Today is just taking Xiao Heng and Qian Renxue to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt for Spirits.”

“As their grandfather, I am personally leading the team; it’s absolutely foolproof.

Why are you joining the fun when you’ve just been resurrected?”

“Do you not trust me?

I am a super Douluo; how many of us are there on the entire Douluo Continent?”

“Hmm?” Great-Grandfather Qian Wushuang’s hand holding the knife and fork paused slightly.

He raised an eyebrow with a faint, knowing smile.

“What?

This old man has been lying in that dark coffin box for so many years and just came out for some air.”

“I want to accompany my great-grandchildren to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt for Spirits, do you have an objection?”

“No, I wouldn’t dare!” Qian Daoliu smiled bitterly and hurriedly explained, “It’s just, Father, you should be aware.”

“The implications of your return from the dead are far too great.

Once your movements are exposed…”

“If the outside world finds out that our Spirit Hall actually hides a super Douluo in his prime…”

“And a resurrected super Douluo at that, the stable balance of the entire continent will completely collapse.

The chain reaction would be unimaginable!”

Great-Grandfather Qian Wushuang was of a great age and had been the Supreme Pontiff for decades; he naturally understood the risk of exposure.

The two great Empires would lose sleep over this, and the Upper Three Sects would likely huddle together for warmth.

They might even become completely entangled with the two Empires.

“Fine, stop your alarmist talk,” Great-Grandfather Qian Wushuang waved his hand.

“I know what I’m doing regarding this matter!”

Watching the father and son argue their points…

Gold Crocodile Douluo and the other High Priests, as well as Qian Xunji, all sat there with their eyes lowered, minding their own business.

What a joke!

When gods fight, mortals suffer!

Who would dare to make a sound at a time like this?

They could only bury their heads and eat in silence, not daring to interject.

In contrast, the siblings Qian Renheng and Qian Renxue didn’t care at all, their mood completely different from the surrounding atmosphere.

“Ah—”

The little girl, Qian Renxue, opened her mouth wide without any regard for her image and let out a huge yawn, squeezing out two tears of sleepiness from the corners of her eyes.

Beside her, Qian Renheng’s eyelids were also fighting to stay open.

Holding a piece of bread covered in jam, his head nodded rhythmically.

It looked as if he could plunge headfirst into that bread at any moment.

They couldn’t be blamed.

They hadn’t slept last night, running off to dig up their Great-Grandfather’s grave and resurrect him, followed by a huge drama that lasted until the early hours of the morning.

For six-year-old children, this was the age when they needed sleep the most to grow.

With such a lack of sleep, it would be a miracle if they were energetic right now.

Even Qian Renheng, the little demon of the Elder Hall, was listless and couldn’t muster any Spirit.

They finally endured until breakfast ended.

Qian Renxue rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked at her Great-Grandfather and Grandfather, asking in a childish voice, “Great-Grandfather, Grandfather, when are we leaving?”

“Xue’er is dying of sleepiness.

I want to get my spirit ring early so I can come back and catch up on sleep.”

Regarding obtaining her first spirit ring and becoming a respected Spirit Master, it would be a lie to say the little girl wasn’t excited.

Sleepy as she was, serious business could not be delayed.

“Leaving now, leaving now.” Hearing his great-granddaughter’s soft, sweet voice, the majesty on Great-Grandfather Qian Wushuang’s face instantly melted into an extremely doting smile.

“Tch—” Qian Daoliu smiled disdainfully at the sight, feeling inexplicably sour inside.

Go ahead and spoil them, old man.

When the time comes that they’re riding over your head, you’ll have a hard time.

Thinking back to when these two siblings were born…

they were clearly so cute, but then Qian Renheng turned into this little demon!

If he wasn’t scolded for two days, he’d be up a tree raiding bird nests; if he wasn’t beaten for three days, he’d be on the roof pulling up tiles; if he wasn’t thrashed for five days, his whole body would feel uncomfortable!

A moment later…

Great-Grandfather Qian Wushuang and Qian Daoliu led the two little ones out of the Elder Hall’s main gates.

The first thing that came into view was the yet-to-be-repaired White Jade Square, which still bore the tragic scars of last night’s battle.

Standing at the edge of a large crater, Great-Grandfather Qian Wushuang took a deep breath of the moist morning air and sighed, “It’s still better to be alive!” Read the latest chapters at novelping . com.

With that, he perked up.

“Liu’er, this old man has been lying down there for so long, I don’t know if my bones have rusted.”

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu jerked.

What, did he want to settle last night’s score?

The High Priests nearby suddenly got excited, as if saying: Fight!

Fight!

“Father, what do you mean?”

“It’s nothing, just a sudden whim.” The corner of Great-Grandfather Qian Wushuang’s mouth curled up.

“Why don’t we father and son take this opportunity to have a competition?”

“We are both Angel Douluos, both known as invincible in the sky.

Let’s see who reaches the Soul Hunting Town first?!”

Invincible in the sky—these four words on the Douluo Continent were not just Qian Daoliu’s title alone!

It was the shared glory of every generation of the Seraphim Spirit successors in Spirit Hall!

Although the most obvious characteristics of their Qian family’s Seraphim Spirit were its extremely overbearing Holy, Light, and Fire attributes…

In the Domain of speed, it was equally a peerless existence that stood above all others.

There was a rumor on the continent that the Needle Tailed Swift Spirit of the Speed Clan had abandoned all attack and defense.

Unable to apply any offensive spirit rings, they pushed their own speed to the extreme, claiming to be the fastest on the continent!

But in truly high-level circles, a rumor was truly just a rumor.

Before the Seraphim Spirit, the so-called ‘pinnacle of speed’ was simply insignificant, not even worth mentioning!

Never mind the Speed Clan’s Needle Tailed Swift; even within the Elder Hall where experts were as common as clouds…

The Third High Priest, Azure Phoenix Douluo, who excelled in speed and the wind attribute, had the Green Phoenix Divine Bird Spirit, and it was the same for him.

Before a Seraphim at full burst, even he would be a notch weaker.

If a super Douluo went all out and pushed their speed to the limit, with the terrifying flight capabilities of the Seraphim Spirit…

They would only need one day to fly back and forth between Spirit Hall and the Star Dou Great Forest dozens of times.

In two days, they could fly from the southernmost part of the continent to the Far North in the northernmost part!

Such speed was invincible under heaven!

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu puffed out his chest with a face full of confidence.

“If we’re going to compete, then let’s compete.

I am not the me of back then, and Father, you are not the father of back then.

In terms of speed, I do not fear you!”

“Back then, Father, you initiated the Seven Angel Trials, but I initiated the Eight Angel Trials.

I am the Angel High Priest!”

“The gap in foundation between us—who is stronger and who is weaker?

Today we shall see the truth through speed!”

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