After hearing Jiang Mo’s reply, Qian Daoliu nodded in satisfaction.
Then he said,
“Everyone, I plan to appoint Feng’er as the Holy Son of Spirit Hall. What do you think?”
Golden Crocodile Douluo looked surprised.
Jiang Mo asked,
“Great Worshiper, Lin Feng is only six years old. Isn’t it too early to make him the Holy Son?”
“Too early?” Qian Daoliu said calmly.
“I don’t think so. He awakened an angel spirit, has innate level 20 soul power, and has a god’s inheritance. If he cannot become the Holy Son, then who can?”
Hearing this, the others understood.
Qian Daoliu had already made his decision.
“Jiang Mo,” Qian Daoliu continued,
“Since you are leaving, go to the Pope and inform her. Tell her this is my order.”
“I understand,” Jiang Mo said, and left.
After Jiang Mo left, Qian Daoliu walked toward the side hall.
He quickly sensed Lin Feng’s location and knocked on the door.
“Feng’er, are you resting? I have something to tell you.”
Inside the room, Lin Feng quickly got up and opened the door.
“Grandpa, what is it?”
Qian Daoliu gently touched his head.
“Feng’er, you know that to become a true soul master, you need to absorb spirit rings, right?”
Lin Feng nodded.
“Yes, Grandpa. Awakening the spirit is only the first step. To gain real power, you need to hunt spirit beasts and absorb their rings. Are you going to take me to hunt one?”
Qian Daoliu smiled.
“That’s right. Your spirit is a god-level spirit, and you have innate level 20 soul power. You can absorb two spirit rings and become a Great Soul Master directly.”
“Tomorrow, I will take you to the Star Dou Great Forest.”
He paused, then added:
“I have also informed the Pope. In a few days, you will become the Holy Son of Spirit Hall.”
“Really, Grandpa?” Lin Feng asked excitedly.
“Of course,” Qian Daoliu said with a smile.
After Qian Daoliu left, Lin Feng returned to his bed.
“I wonder what kind of spirit rings are suitable for me,” he thought.
If his spirit were only a light angel, it would be simple—he could just hunt light-type spirit beasts.
But his spirit had both light and darkness.
Even though one ring could give two abilities, finding a beast with both attributes would be difficult.
“My spirit is strong, but also complicated,” he sighed.
“I’ll think about it later.”
At the same time, Jiang Mo arrived at the Pope’s Palace.
“Jiang Mo Douluo, why have you come here?” a cold voice echoed.
Bibi Dong sat on the throne, holding her staff, looking down at him.
Jiang Mo snorted.
“The Great Worshiper has ordered that Lin Feng will be appointed as the Holy Son. Do you have any objections?”
His tone was unfriendly.
He was not asking—he was informing her.
Bibi Dong frowned.
“If you want to appoint a Holy Son, I should at least know who he is. I am the Pope. My approval should be required.”
Jiang Mo sneered.
“Pope? If not for the Great Worshiper, you wouldn’t even have this position.”
He continued impatiently:
“Lin Feng is the Great Worshiper’s god-grandson. His bloodline returned to its origin, and he awakened a six-winged angel spirit with innate level 20 soul power.”
“Do you still have objections?”
Bibi Dong rested her chin on her hand.
“A returned bloodline… and a six-winged angel spirit. Interesting.”
She knew the main Qian family line, but there were many side branches.
Most could not awaken angel spirits.
Even if they could, it was usually not a six-winged angel.
She spoke coldly:
“Tell the Great Worshiper that I will personally announce Lin Feng as the Holy Son.”
“If you have nothing else to say, you may leave.”
Jiang Mo snorted and left.
Bibi Dong watched his back and murmured:
“A returned bloodline…”
She had to admit—
A six-winged angel spirit with innate level 20 soul power meant the child had already surpassed almost all soul masters.
As long as he survived, he would definitely become a powerful Title Douluo in the future.