Chapter 108 Identity Token

It was just the right time for Qian Renxue to return to the Martial Soul Pavilion. After becoming a Soul Douluo, she finally had the opportunity to formally approach the Divine Exam after absorbing the Angelic Godly Equipment.
"I'm going to focus on my cultivation! You can explore the Martial Soul Pavilion on your own."
With an angelic aura enveloping her body, Qian Renxue giggled as she pushed Wang Xing out of the Elder's Hall. After all, considering the inheritance of divine beings and the rules set by the angelic gods, Wang Xing was not allowed to observe from the sidelines.
Wang Xing stood at the entrance of Elder Hall, blinking confusedly. What should he do now? Go back to his residence?
Seeing Wang Xing coming out alone, Zhan Xiong, the gatekeeper, greeted him with a smile. Wang Xing looked at his shoulder, which seemed to have fully recovered - this is the advantage of a high-level beast martial soul, it's really enviable.
Zhan Xiong reached out his hand: "Brother, register your token."
"Token?" Wang Xing suddenly became confused, "Is there such a thing?"
Zhan Xiong was stunned: "Every formal member of our Martial Soul Hall has a token. You... don't tell me you haven't been assigned one?"
Wang Xing suddenly felt a toothache. Damn it, Qianren Xue must have been undercover for too long and didn't even remember to make herself an identity token. The only token he had on him now was the guest token for entering and leaving the Tian Dou Palace, which obviously couldn't be used here.
Zhan Xiong scratches his head: "Without a token, there's no way.... I can let you through from here, but I'm afraid you won't be able to leave the gate of the Spirit Pagoda."
"Is Bishop Salas here? He brought me here, so he should be able to take me out as well."
Zhan Xiong spread his hands: "Bishop Salas should be busy now, and I don't know where he is."
"Then...where can I temporarily get a token?" Wang Xing asked without much hope. If there was no way, he would have to turn back to the Elder's Hall and ask Qian Renxue.
"Temporary tokens can only be reissued for lost tokens. For someone like you who has never had a token before, it would take at least three days to process the paperwork. Besides, the department responsible for reissuing tokens does not fall under the jurisdiction of our temple authorities, and they may not even recognize you..."
When Zhanxiong wiggled his fingers and grinned, "But you can also directly seek the audience with His Holiness the Pope. With her intervention, everything will be resolved."
Wang Xing stood in place, lost in thought.
It is known that the department responsible for issuing tokens does not fall under the management of the shrine.
1. Ask Qian Renxue yourself, and Qian Renxue asks the Pope.
2. Ask the Pope directly yourself.
It is too dangerous to let Qian Renxue meet her mother, it could easily affect oneself... It's better to go directly. Luckily, Wang Xing has a good memory and remembers the way back.
Soon, Wang Xing returned to the place where the Pope was located along the long street. The gatekeeper naturally remembered this "distinguished guest" who came with Sarasa. Although he did not know the specific identities of Wang Xing and Qian Renyue, they were definitely not people that could be offended. Therefore, after Wang Xing explained the purpose of his visit, they immediately sent someone to inform the Pope.
"Come in." Jun Li said calmly.
Quickly, Tang Wulin's voice echoed from inside the palace. Despite being separated by hundreds of meters and with interposing corridors and walls, the sound felt as if it was right next to the ears, showcasing the strength of his Title Douluo.
Wang Xing came to the familiar gate and looked inside. In addition to the familiar Hulina and Bibi Dong, there was also an unlucky guy she had just met recently - Su Yuntao - sitting in the seat.
Bibi Dong temporarily ignored Wang Xing and looked at Su Yuntao gently. "I've heard a lot of criticism about you recently, saying that you deserve to die... What do you think about it?"
Su Yuntao's face turned pale, and his body trembled like a sieve. "I... I deserve to die. I confess."
Bibi Dong remained noncommittal and instead asked, "Why did you ignore Tang San at that time? Was it intentional?"
"Absolutely not!" Su Yuntao exclaimed, "I... I really didn't know he had a dual martial soul, I thought it was just an ordinary blue silver grass..."
Bibi Dong shook her head and sighed, "Ah... even if it's really just blue silver grass, with his innate full soul power, Tang San would never be a waste... This is actually very simple knowledge. Previous generations have summarized it, Xiao Gang has also summarized it, but there are still too few people who know."
She glanced at Wang Xing and said, "So, as the Pope, I also bear some responsibility in this matter. If the publicity of the Martial Soul Hall could be more widespread, and if the assessment of the Soul Masters in the Martial Soul Hall had higher requirements for cultural literacy, we would not have had such a misunderstanding like Su Yuntao."
Su Yuntao's lips trembled. He almost shed tears, saying, "Your Majesty has organized many learning movements over the years, but I have never participated... I am too foolish."
Bibi Dong waved his hand and said, "Alright, I won't say much anymore. You are not young anymore and should understand the reason. Although this matter is not entirely your fault, death penalty is inevitable, and punishment is necessary."
"As you command, Your Majesty."
"Don't have to die myself? Su Yuntao felt ecstatic. As long as he could stay alive, he would already be incredibly satisfied."
"Hmm...perfect, Xiaogang's experiment is still lacking some volunteers. You can go and be a guinea pig. If you're lucky, your martial soul will undergo metamorphosis and your talent will greatly increase. If you're unlucky, your martial soul will regress and your soul power will never advance. I won't ask if you're willing or not. Report to the Hall of Heavenly Machines in a few days on your own. That's all."
"Yes, sir," Su Yuntao smiled so much that the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears. A talent for increasing probability, is there really such a good thing in the world? As for the consequences of failure, it's not a big deal actually. Anyway, his talent has reached its limit now, and it's probably meaningless until he reaches the age of seventy or eighty to break through to the Soul King level."
Su Yuntao quickly left, filled with hope. Bibi Dong watched him, revealing a joyful stride, and shook his head with a light laugh: "He seems to be happy a little too early. According to Xiao Gang, the current experimental process will generate a great deal of pain... I hope he can bear it."
"Ahem." Wang Xing coughed. "Your Majesty, my token..."
Hearing the words, Bibi Dong rummaged around in her soul tool at her waist and threw out a dark metal token: "The Holy Son's token is not ready yet, so you can use the Elder's token for now."
"Elder token? Is it so casual?"
"This is the honorary elder token from the Tianji Hall. It is given to people without requiring complicated procedures. Xiao Gang had one in his hand back then."
比比东似笑非笑地看着王星，“反正武魂殿里除了供奉殿外都是我说了算，哪怕我简单写一张字条给你，效果也是一样的。”
"Thank you, Your Highness. I will take my leave now." With the Wangxing Token in hand, I immediately turned around and walked away. Bidi Dong's expression looked dangerous, so it would be better not to stay with her for too long.
However, unexpectedly, Bibidong stopped Wang Xing.
"Don't leave so quickly. Wang Xing, Tang San is currently in the limelight, making Nana and the others feel threatened. I heard that you used to be close with Tang San, so why not take this opportunity to give her some guidance? The prize for this competition is three pieces of ten thousand year soul bones. If Tang San gets them, I will feel very heartbroken."
Hu Liena retorted immediately, "Teacher, I'm not afraid of Tang San at all!"
"Nana, stop fooling around. You are both Holy Children, a Holy Son and a Holy Daughter respectively, so it is only natural that you should get close."
Wang Xing weakly retorted, "By the way, isn't the Master more familiar with Tang San? Why not let the Master come..."
"Haha, Xiaogang is very busy. He works during the day and accompanies me at night, so he doesn't have the energy to mentor Nana..." Bibi Dong used her fingers to elegantly wipe her lips, like a blooming black rose.
"So, I can only rely on you, Wang Xing. You don't want Tang San to win the championship, do you?"
"Alright..." Wang Xing sighed heavily.
Hu Liena leaned in front of Wang Xing, curiously examining him. Is this the future heir of the Martial Soul Hall? Even now, she found it hard to believe.
"Let's go, I'll take you to the training ground. Today Yan and the others have something to do, so I can only be taught one-on-one by you. Wang Xing...brother, please go easy on me."
Huliena walked towards a certain place outside the palace with her hands behind her back, her long hair swaying behind her.
Bi Bi Dong encourages Wang Xing with a smile: "Go ahead, I've heard that you've always been a great teacher. Don't worry, no matter what happens, I won't tell Qian Ren Xue."
"Where on earth did you want to go!"
There were countless snide remarks running through Wang Xing's mind, but he couldn't think of where to start. It was clear to him that Bi Bi Dong had no intention of actually setting him up with Hu Lie Na; she was just finding ways to pick a fight with Qian Ren Xue.
They are not young anymore, but they still act like two little girls. Women...really unreasonable creatures.