Spirit Hall Visitors 2

As the purple soul ring slowly rose, the beautiful youth's gaze fixed tightly on those snow-white wings. Her eyes narrowed slightly, her expression full of confusion.

This Martial Soul was somewhat strange. Why did it look so much like her Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul? And why did it give her an inexplicable sense of closeness? Yet she could not put that feeling into words.

But that should have been impossible. Ever since her father's death, only she and her grandfather remained in the world as possessors of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul. Outsiders could not possibly possess such a Martial Soul.

Even stranger, this Martial Soul faintly emitted an unpleasant aura. Ordinary people might not have been able to sense it, but as a descendant of the God of Light, she was exceptionally sensitive to this utterly evil aura.

Seeing the beautiful youth frown deeply, the man beside her could not help asking.

"Is there something wrong with her?"

The beautiful youth shook her head slightly and casually brushed aside the pale golden strands falling over her forehead.

"It's nothing. Her Martial Soul's first soul ring is a thousand-year one. Although rare, it has only just reached the thousand-year level, so there shouldn't be a problem. The books my sister sent over a few days ago had records of such cases too. She must have encountered some opportunity, allowing her to absorb it beyond her rank. It's nothing remarkable."

At that, the beautiful youth turned her gaze back, her bright eyes filled with solemnity as she stared intently at Ye Xinyu.

"I'll ask you one more time. Whenever you use your Martial Soul or soul skills, are you certain that your body doesn't experience any abnormalities?"

Hearing this, Ye Xinyu shook her head slightly, her small hands unconsciously clutching the hem of her clothes.

"No. Why do you keep asking me that? I already told you, aside from feeling that my Soul Power consumption is a bit high, there's nothing else."

Only then did the beautiful youth relax, before saying.

"In that case, there's no problem. Use your first soul skill on me now. Let me see what effect it has."

"Okay." Ye Xinyu nodded slightly, a trace of nervousness flashing through her clear eyes. The next moment, a purple glow burst forth around her body, transforming into a stream of light that surged into the beautiful youth. For a moment, purple radiance flowed around the beautiful youth's body.

Several breaths later, the youth slowly opened her eyes, and a trace of astonishment flashed through them. Her gaze was filled with disbelief.

For some reason, the effect of this soul skill on her was extraordinarily good. In particular, the attribute contained within the soul skill was astonishingly compatible with her. If she had not known that it was a thousand-year soul skill, she might even have thought it was a five-thousand-year, or even ten-thousand-year, soul skill. Otherwise, it could not have had such a good effect.

Could it have come from some special soul beast?

Perhaps that was the only explanation.

She shook her head slightly and said.

"Although your soul skill is only at the thousand-year level, its restorative effect is roughly comparable to an ordinary soul master's fourth soul skill. But what about its consumption?"

Ye Xinyu had been secretly staring at the beautiful youth's face. Those exquisite features made her heart race and her cheeks flush. Hearing the question, she hurriedly lowered her head and said softly.

"The consumption... the consumption should be quite high, I think. I only have seventy percent of my Soul Power left now."

In less than ten breaths, she had used up thirty percent of her Soul Power. The person before her was about fifteen years old, and by normal standards, should only have Soul Power around rank thirty or forty. After all, even Hu Liena of Spirit Hall had only become a Soul King at twenty. She did not think the person before her could compare to Hu Liena.

In other words, if she used all her Soul Power to restore someone at rank thirty or forty, it would probably only last a little over thirty seconds.

A rather useless soul skill.

That was her own assessment.

Yet upon hearing her answer, the beautiful youth's eyelids twitched, and she was secretly astonished.

Seventy percent? Applying a soul skill across a difference of thirty or forty ranks, it would already have been impressive if it had not drained all her Soul Power at once. Yet she still had seventy percent left. This was simply absurd.

"What? Is there a problem?" Ye Xinyu asked shyly with her head lowered, lightly rubbing her feet against the ground.

The beautiful youth shook her head slightly, then forced a curve onto her lips.

"It's nothing. Although your talent is average, I'm quite interested in you. Come with me when we leave this place. I intend to train you personally."

The masked man beside them was speechless upon hearing this. His eyes widened as he looked at the beautiful youth, inwardly grumbling, You call this talent average?

But when he met the beautiful youth's gaze, the man immediately shrank his neck. He could not afford to provoke her.

Ye Xinyu, who had been infatuated, immediately snapped back to her senses upon hearing those words. She abruptly raised her head, her eyes filled with determination.

"No, I can't. My mother won't agree. I'm not going anywhere."

The beautiful youth could not help being at a loss for words.

"I already told you, there is no one in Spirit Hall by the name of your mother. Even if I wanted to notify her, who exactly would I notify?"

That information was as good as saying nothing.

Someone with a fourth-class token possessed at least the strength of a Soul Douluo within Spirit Hall.

However, while there were quite a few female soul masters in Spirit Hall, high-level female soul masters were very rare. The only one she knew of was Lingyuan Douluo, but she had advanced to Titled Douluo a few years ago and was now one of Spirit Hall's elders.

And that was it.

An elder?

Could this little girl be Lingyuan's daughter?

That did not seem unreasonable. They both had flying-type Martial Souls. Could Lingyuan Douluo's Blazing Spirit Kite Martial Soul have mutated?

Her surname was Ye.

Could she be from the Ye family?

The healing attribute of Lingyuan Douluo's Blazing Spirit Kite combined with Nine Heart Begonia was equivalent to a healing-type Emerald Swan.

Hmm, that did not seem impossible.

Moreover, Lingyuan was Bibi Dong's confidant, so she naturally knew about that Encyclopedia of Soul Masters. Thus, she had raised a daughter whose first soul ring was already a thousand-year soul ring.

Everything suddenly seemed to make sense.

But what exactly had Lingyuan been thinking? Why had she sent her daughter all the way to distant Nuoding City?

Forget it. He could just go back and ask her in person.

At that moment, a faint smile appeared on the beautiful young man's lips.

"I think I know who your mother is. Come back with me, and I'll take you to see her. How about it?"

Although Lingyuan Douluo served Bibi Dong, if she wished it, Lingyuan would still have to listen to her.

Ye Xinyu bit her lip, hesitation appearing on her face. But after a moment, she still shook her head.

"No. If my mother didn't say so, I don't dare leave."

The beautiful young man could not help but frown.

"Once I take you away, I'll have her come see you. I can guarantee that with me here, your mother won't dare say anything."

Ye Xinyu still shook her head.

"No. What if my mother gets angry? She might not dare provoke you, but I'll definitely be the one who suffers in the end."

The beautiful young man was left somewhat speechless.

"What are you afraid of? It was wrong for her to dump you here in the first place. No matter what, you're still her daughter. What could she possibly do to you?"

However, Ye Xinyu retorted upon hearing that.

"My mother must have had her reasons for leaving me here. She wouldn't hurt me. Anyway, until I see my mother, I'm not going anywhere."

At this point, anger also appeared on the beautiful young man's face.

"She wouldn't hurt you? Let me tell you the truth—I was sent away from home as a child, forced to leave my homeland, precisely because I was afraid that my so-called mother would harm me!"

As soon as he said this, the masked man beside him immediately spoke up.

"Young Master, watch your words!"

While you weren't paying attention, I padded out another chapter.