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On the outskirts of the forest, a beautiful woman stood silently beside a youth. Her arm rested gently around his shoulders as he sat, breathing heavily. She was Bibi Dong. The boy—known in this world as Mo Luochen—was Michael.

After entering the Star Dou Forest, they had spent days searching for the ideal spirit beast. Eventually, they found one: a rare beast called the Light Vein Vine. Surprisingly, even Max—typically indifferent—had shown interest in it. This piqued Bibi Dong's curiosity. She couldn't understand why the beast resonated so strongly with Michael, but she suspected he might sense something even he didn't fully grasp. Trusting his instincts, she allowed him to proceed with the absorption.

When the spirit ring was finally integrated into Michael's body, golden ripples shimmered around him. He exhaled deeply—his first spirit ring had been successfully absorbed.

Bibi Dong stepped closer, her gaze sharp. "What's your soul skill?"

Michael slowly lifted his head. His martial spirit—the Alchemy Book of Creation—had absorbed the Light Vein Vine's essence. A faintly glowing glyph now marked one of the ancient pages. As it shimmered, he answered:

"Molecular Acceleration."

"It allows me to accelerate the molecular motion of anything I touch," he explained calmly. "I can generate intense heat, cause friction to spike—make objects combust or even pass through states."

Bibi Dong blinked. "Molecular acceleration?"

Michael raised his hand, activating his purple spirit ring. "Like this," he said.

A narrow beam of energy fired from his fingertip, striking a cluster of trees in the distance. Within seconds, the trees ignited, collapsing into smoldering ash.

"It increases molecular motion," he elaborated. "Right now, I used it like a focused heat ray. But I can scale it—to heat, melt, or reduce friction."

He let the energy flicker across his palm. "Everything is made of molecules. I can sense their structure—and influence them. For now, only acceleration."

Bibi Dong studied him carefully. "Your martial spirit… can it read this...molecular composition?"

Michael nodded. "Yes. It's like instinct. I can see the makeup of objects. As my spirit evolves, I'll be able to manipulate them in more complex ways."

"Hah…" Bibi Dong exhaled softly. "There was a time I thought you weren't much better than that lion girl. But now... You're different. Special. That spirit of yours is strange—and brilliant. I wonder how much pressure you'll bring to this world in the coming years."

Michael just smiled.

"Let's go," she said, turning back toward Spirit Hall.

And just like that, six years passed.

In those years, Michael never slowed down. He restructured the internal systems of Spirit Hall, earning the respect of even the most skeptical elders. Under his guidance, the Alchemy Path flourished, becoming a vital pillar of the organization.

Spirit Hall's most gifted cultivators began studying alchemy under him, but none could match his depth of knowledge. Michael remained peerless in the field.

By age twelve, his spirit power had reached level 36. His slower cultivation speed was due to his focus on alchemy and the refining of advanced pills. Still, he had already mastered Tier 3 alchemical pills, which now circulated widely—though only healing and support types were released to the public.

Pills that directly enhanced cultivation were kept exclusively within Spirit Hall City. To the outside world, all anyone knew was the legend of a mysterious "Master Mo" behind these miraculous creations. No one imagined he was just a twelve-year-old boy.

Thanks to him, fire-type Spirit Masters in Spirit Hall had begun practicing alchemy themselves, evolving into a powerful new hybrid class—combat alchemists.

Despite his youth, Michael had earned the title of Holy Son of Spirit Hall. This prestigious recognition came not only from the Pope but was also formally endorsed by the Worship Hall.

As for Felicia—now known as Huo Xue—her cultivation had soared. Though her first spirit ring was only 400 years old, Michael's cultivation methods and alchemical support allowed her to absorb far superior rings:

Second Ring: 3,400 years

Third Ring: 8,900 years

Fourth Ring: 13,000 years

These spirit ring ages were astonishing, even by Spirit Hall's standards. Many attributed her success to a powerful martial spirit, unaware that her true advantage lay in the Heaven-rank technique Michael had gifted her. While most others trained with only Earth-rank techniques, the difference in outcomes was immense—often amounting to thousands of years in spirit ring strength.

During those same years, Michael subtly revealed the truth about Yu Xiaogang to Bibi Dong. At first, she refused to believe it. But after investigating him herself and testing his nature, she uncovered the truth.

That night, she locked herself away and wept. Her emotional state grew unstable for some time. But Michael remained by her side, guiding her back to stability, slowly helping her emerge from the shadows that had consumed her for years.

Now, Bibi Dong is no longer the same. Though still regal and commanding, she has found clarity. Her ambition to unify the Douluo Continent remains—but it's no longer driven by vengeance. Instead, it's fueled by a sincere desire to uplift and protect the people.

Now, in a secluded training arena, Michael stood alone as he tested his newest abilities. Extending his hand, a red spark formed in his palm. It condensed into a small sphere of energy, then rapidly blurred, shifting from red to white.

A moment later, it shot forward like a comet.

It struck the far end of the arena—over 500 feet away—where it detonated with devastating force. The ground melted from the intense heat, leaving behind a massive, charred crater.

"God… that was only the result of the first and third rings combined," Michael muttered, eyes narrowed.

Michael's three spirit ring skills had now fully awakened.

The first was Molecular Acceleration, allowing him to speed up the motion of molecules—creating intense heat, friction, or even combustion.

The second was its counterpart: Molecular Deceleration. With it, he could drastically slow molecular motion—freezing objects, halting reactions, or even neutralizing energy attacks.

The third was his most recent and perhaps most useful skill: Casing.

With Casing, Michael could form a small, sealed space—a molecular cage. Inside this confined zone, he could manipulate matter far more efficiently and precisely. It was the perfect arena for applying both acceleration and deceleration to devastating effect.

Just like how he trapped the energy of Acceleration and then released it like a bomb.

"good, now I am ready" Michael mumbled as he began to walk towards the Pope Palace.

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