20demayo Chapter 18 Daoliu Wants to Poach Talent
Chapter 18 Daoliu Wants to Poach Talent
Hell.
The realm that governs reincarnation and determines life and death.
These words, like a thunderclap from the heavens, exploded in the minds of Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong.
The Underworld? What kind of place is that? There has never been any record of such a place in the long history of Douluo Continent!
Qian Daoliu has lived for over a hundred years and boasts of his extensive knowledge of the past and present, yet he has never heard of the word "underworld".
But the oppressive feeling this space gave him, and the domineering rules that stripped away divine power, all indicated that this place was extraordinary.
"Controlling life and death... the world of the dead..." Qian Daoliu's golden eyes were fixed on Lin Yu, and a thought surfaced in his mind, "Could it be the Grim Reaper?"
Bibi Dong, equally shocked, immediately grasped the key point: "The Grim Reaper? You received the Grim Reaper's divine test?"
The intense gazes of the two top experts from the continent made Lin Yu feel immense pressure.
[The Grim Reaper? Fine, he's in charge of the dead anyway. Explaining the underworld system to you is too complicated; you'll understand once I've built it up.]
Lin Yu was internally ranting, but on the surface he maintained a profound and inscrutable expression. He nodded slightly, which was taken as tacit agreement.
Anyway, there's no point in saying anything now. Once the infrastructure of the underworld is built, the facts will speak for themselves. Besides, the gods of the underworld aren't that different from the god of death.
Upon receiving an affirmative answer, the glint in Qian Daoliu's eyes almost materialized!
A divine inheritance! Yet another divine inheritor! And right here in the Spirit Hall, right under his nose!
He immediately stepped forward, his tone carrying an undeniable authority.
"Since this is a divine succession, it cannot be treated so lightly! Lin Yu, you will immediately return to the Hall of Offerings with me to cultivate! We have experience in training divine successors and can provide you with the best resources and guidance!"
"Cultivating experience? Give me a break! Qian Renxue, born with full soul power at level 20, only has two yellow, hundred-year soul rings for her first two rings. Is that experience? That's a waste of a genius! And she went to the Heaven Dou Empire to carry out some kind of plot to steal the country, and at 29 years old, she's only a level 73 Soul Saint! My grandma could run a sewing machine faster than that!"
Before Lin Yu could respond to Qian Daoliu's words, Bibi Dong beside him exploded, and a chilling killing intent soared into the sky.
"A thousand! Streams!"
Bibi Dong spoke slowly and deliberately, her beautiful purple eyes blazing with fury, and her dark purple soul power surged wildly around her.
"You want to steal my disciple?"
Before she could finish speaking, she had already activated her Martial Soul! The Death Spider King's enormous body appeared instantly, its eight thick spider legs covered in green hair spreading out, creating spiderweb-like cracks in the ground, and the armor on its upper body gleamed with a chilling light.
"You can't use your angelic powers here. I'd like to see just how much stronger you are than me, you level 99 old thing!"
Bibi Dong's voice was filled with madness and determination. Lin Yu was hers, and no one could take him away from her!
However, when faced with the murderous Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu merely glanced at her with disdain.
He didn't even release his martial spirit; he simply took a small step forward.
"Overestimating one's abilities."
boom!
An indescribable, terrifying pressure descended suddenly, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had caved in!
Bibi Dong's body made a series of "crackling" sounds as it was unable to bear the weight. Its eight spider legs suddenly bent and were forced to kneel on the ground!
She desperately tried to use her soul power to resist, but the pressure was like an invisible Mount Tai, so heavy that she couldn't breathe and had no room to resist at all.
Lin Yu's heart pounded as he watched.
[Holy crap! Is this the power of a Limit Douluo? He didn't even need to activate his Martial Soul; he overwhelmed Bibi Dong with just his aura? How can anyone fight like this? They're not even in the same league!]
At this moment, Lin Yu's desire for power was stronger than ever before!
Qian Daoliu ignored Bibi Dong, who was struggling to hold on, and turned his gaze to Lin Yu. His authoritative voice rang out again.
"Child, make your choice."
The focus of everyone's attention instantly shifted to Lin Yu.
Bibi Dong struggled to raise her head. In her bloodshot eyes, besides the mad hatred, there was also a hint of tension and pleading that was hard to detect.
Lin Yu remained silent for a moment, then suddenly stepped in front of Bibi Dong, blocking Qian Daoliu's view.
He raised his head and looked directly at the legendary Angel Douluo, his face bearing his usual harmless smile, but his words were clear and firm.
"Thank you for your kindness, Great Venerable One."
"But a teacher for a day is a father for life. I am my teacher's disciple, and naturally I will not betray my teacher's school."
[Although this crazy woman is quite scary, she's been incredibly good to me. She gave me the whale glue without hesitation and even personally protected me. Following her, at least I'm a direct disciple. Go to your ancestral hall? Just thinking about facing your icy old face every day, and your granddaughter who's probably out there doing cosplay somewhere, it's just so boring.]
As Lin Yu finished speaking, the pressure that Qian Daoliu had exerted on Bibi Dong quietly dissipated.
Bibi Dong relaxed completely, released her martial spirit possession, and transformed back into human form.
She stood there, slightly unsteady, staring blankly at the small figure in front of her, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
Betrayal of the sect...
These four words were like a needle, piercing her heart deeply.
Over the years, under the corrosive influence of the Rakshasa's divine will, she had become mad and obsessive, her only thought being destruction. But now, in this strange space where she could regain her senses, she suddenly remembered many things from the past. She remembered the man who had once taught her, yet had also pushed her into the abyss with his own hands.
Wasn't her behavior towards Bibi Dong also a form of betrayal of her sect? She just never wanted to admit it.
Qian Daoliu gave Lin Yu a deep look, a hint of regret showing on his dignified face.
"What a pity."
However, he quickly came to terms with it.
"Very well. As long as you remain in the Spirit Hall, you are a member of the Spirit Hall. That will not change."
The inheritor of the divine power... This is a major event concerning the future of the Spirit Hall.
In Qian Daoliu's mind, a thought quickly took shape.
Xiaoxue is also a successor of the gods, and is about the same age as this child.
If we allow them to interact more and support each other in the future, it will be a tremendous benefit for our Spirit Hall.
It seems it's time to find an opportunity to bring Xiaoxue back from Tiandou City.
Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu's gaze toward Lin Yu became even more profound.
It's the appreciation of an elder for an outstanding junior, and the scrutiny of a chess player for a key piece.
"Since you have made your choice, I will not insist. Let's go out first."
He abruptly changed the subject and offered to leave.
Lin Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately seized the opportunity: "The Grand Elder is right! Teacher, let's go out first. It's gloomy here, and staying too long won't be good for our health!"
As he spoke, he tugged at Bibi Dong's sleeve.
Bibi Dong gave him a complicated look, but finally nodded.
Qian Daoliu didn't say much, and turned to walk towards the gray gate he had come from.
Seeing this, Lin Yu quickly instructed the ghost bride in his mind: "Little Red, watch the house!"
After doing all this, he pulled Bibi Dong along and followed Qian Daoliu out of this mysterious "underworld" space.