"Over a month, and this is all you found?!"
Qian Renxue stood behind the desk in a black robe dark as ink. Her long, fair hand was raised high, clutching a stack of papers.
These were the dossiers on nearly a hundred soul masters that the Spirit Hall soul masters under her command had gathered over the past month.
"Whoosh—"
As her words fell, she flung all the papers to the floor.
At the sight, cold sweat seeped from Snake Lance Douluo's forehead.
The Young Master had grown increasingly gloomy lately, but this was the first time she had displayed such fury. Clearly, she was already extremely dissatisfied with their efficiency.
Indeed, although he did not know who this soul master Qian Renxue wished to find was, anyone who had caught her attention could hardly be ordinary.
Yet every soul master in these dossiers had mediocre talent. In Spirit City, soul masters with such aptitude were everywhere.
"Please calm your anger, Young Master. Although Spirit Hall has gained nothing, there is something else..."
"What is it?"
Qian Renxue quickly composed herself and fixed her gaze on him.
"Sect Master Ning of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect seemed to react somewhat strangely when he heard that name."
"Explain in detail."
"One of our Soul Sages mentioned Su Cheng's name in passing while negotiating with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. From his description, Ning Fengzhi did not seem to know the man, but he appeared to have heard the name somewhere before."
Qian Renxue's heart stirred at those words, and she thought of someone.
"Chen Xin... as expected..."
Suppressing the urge to question Ning Fengzhi, she lowered her eyes and fell silent in thought.
The path through Chen Xin was clearly blocked. Before Spirit Hall, a mere Sword Douluo amounted