Youngest Spirit Transfer Envoy in History

"Pagoda Master, this..."

"Immediately, now!" Qiangu Dongfeng practically roared. "Have every observer sign a contract. If anyone leaks even half a word about what happened today..."

A vicious glint flashed through his eyes.

"Understood. I'll arrange it at once." The subordinate shuddered and immediately turned to carry out the order.

Qiangu Dongfeng looked back at the screen, where Lu Jun was swaying unsteadily on his feet.

Complex emotions flickered in the eyes of the scheming Pagoda Master.

"Such a genius..." he murmured. "Either he serves me, or..."

"Ah, what a pity. He is Leng Yaozhu's disciple. Though he is also part of the Spirit Pagoda, he is fully capable of taking the position of Spirit Pagoda Tower Master."

"That won't do."

Qiangu Dongfeng muttered to himself, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees at once.

Meanwhile, the observation hall finally awoke from its shock.

"Whoosh—"

An uproar like a tidal wave instantly erupted.

All the Core Disciples sprang from their seats. Some frantically rubbed their eyes, some fiercely pinched their thighs, and some slapped themselves outright, as if trying to confirm they were not dreaming.

"What did I just see?!"

"He won?! He really won?!"

"That was the Spirit Ice Douluo! No one has ever defeated him at the same rank in ten thousand years!"

Qiangu Zhangting's face had turned as pale as paper. He stared fixedly at the screen, his lips trembling without pause.

As a genius of the Thousand Ancient Family, he understood better than anyone what this meant.

Just lasting five minutes against Ancestor Huo Yuhao had already been enough to qualify someone to become the Spirit Pagoda Tower Master.

Let alone defeating him!

"This is bad. He performed too perfectly. He went a little too hard."

Leng Yulai was actually somewhat worried.

"What is it?" Gu Yue Na looked up.

"He was too outstanding. What if someone sets their sights on him?"

Leng Yulai anxiously paced in place.

"People from the Tang Sect already have their eyes on him. If someone else does too... Just thinking about it makes my head hurt even more."

Just as she finished speaking, Lu Jun woke up inside the pod. The blinding white light made him instinctively raise a hand to shield his eyes.

Every bone in his body hurt as though it had been crushed and reassembled, especially his temples, where waves of stabbing pain throbbed.

It was the aftermath of overexerting his Spiritual Power.

"You're awake?"

Leng Yulai's voice came from beside him.

Lu Jun turned his head and found Leng Yulai leaning against the wall with her arms crossed.

Gu Yue Na stood quietly at the rear of the pod. When she saw him wake up, her purple eyes beneath her silver hair brightened slightly.

"Aunt-Master."

Lu Jun suddenly spoke.

"I kept my word."

"You certainly did. You could say this victory of yours was earth-shattering." Seeing how weakened he was, Leng Yulai hurriedly handed him some recovery Pills.

"Now, I'd wager the entire upper echelon of the Spirit Pagoda is in an uproar."

"...I only took advantage of loopholes and cheated a little." Lu Jun chuckled.

Without the Ice Poison, he could not have won.

Huo Yuhao's Spirit Detection was simply too unfair.

As expected of a walking cheat code.

Fortunately, he had his own golden finger too.

"No matter what, defeating Ancestor Huo Yuhao at the same level is still your ability." Leng Yulai shook her head.

"Come on. Let's return to the hall. The assessment is nearly over, and the results should be out soon."

When Leng Yulai brought Lu Jun and Gu Yue Na back to the hall, the Core Disciple section of the entire Spirit Pagoda instantly fell silent.

Hundreds of gazes shot toward Lu Jun in unison, their eyes filled with shock, awe, jealousy, and disbelief.

The previously boisterous hall was now so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

Qiangu Zhangting stood at the very front of the crowd, his expression utterly spectacular.

This assessment was nearly over.

The lower grades had been assessed first. By the time it was Qiangu Zhangting's group of upper-grade students, they were in the final batch.

There were fewer upper-grade Core Disciples, so after a short wait, it quickly came to an end.

"Silence."

A commanding shout came from the elevated platform.

Everyone looked up to see that four high-ranking figures from the Spirit Pagoda, dressed in long robes, had appeared there at some point.

The leader swept his gaze over the Core Disciples below and nodded with satisfaction.

"We will now announce the final results of this Core Disciple Assessment."

His voice spread throughout the hall, every word seeming to weigh a thousand jun.

"First place, Lu Jun."

Though everyone had expected it, the hall still erupted in suppressed gasps when the name was officially announced.

"Second place, Gu Yue Na."

"Third place, Qiangu Zhangting..."

Qiangu Zhangting, whose name had been called, looked somewhat speechless.

He had been outdone by two nine-year-old kids.

But their performances had indeed been remarkable, far better than his own.

After the rankings were announced, the man on the platform continued.

"In light of the exceptional performance of first-place Core Disciple Lu Jun, the esteemed Spirit Pagoda Tower Master has personally decided to formally confer upon him the status of a Spirit Transfer Envoy."

"From this day onward, Lu Jun will receive the highest-tier resource allocation from the Spirit Pagoda. The Spirit Pagoda will also sponsor all of Lu Jun's Spirit Souls free of charge, including Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Souls, as well as all resources required to advance from crafting One-Word Dou Armor to four-word battle armor."

He paused, then declared forcefully:

"Everything will be free."

A wave of sharp inhalations immediately rose from below.

Every item that had just been announced was a priceless treasure that everyone present could only dream of obtaining.

Whether it was free Spirit Souls or materials for crafting Battle Armor and the like—

Which of those did not require enough wealth to bankrupt someone, along with painstaking effort, to acquire?

Not to mention how many materials it would take to forge one's own exclusive Battle Armor.

Most importantly, Lu Jun was only nine years old, yet he had been made a Spirit Transfer Envoy?

That was already a high-ranking position within the Spirit Pagoda. How could a nine-year-old child hold it?

"Additionally..."

The man on the platform suddenly turned stern.

"All data and records from today's battlefield are to be classified as confidential. Everyone present must immediately sign a contract. Any violators..."

His blade-sharp gaze swept over every person below the stage.

"Will immediately be stripped of their Core Disciple status and held accountable according to the severity of the circumstances."

Lu Jun was already stunned by the Spirit Pagoda's windfall of benefits.

"This..."

"This is an open scheme." Leng Yulai explained softly. "I didn't expect that old fellow Qiangu Dongfeng to have personally watched this assessment too. Then again, his most beloved grandson is here."

"From now on, your status within the Spirit Pagoda will soar. And for every Spirit Soul you need, as well as all resources for crafting Battle Armor and everything else, the Spirit Pagoda is willing to sponsor you. They are clearly planning to tilt all their resources toward you."

Lu Jun instinctively swallowed and said in a low voice:

"What price will I have to pay to accept benefits this good?"

"Good. It seems this fortune falling from the heavens hasn't clouded your judgment." Leng Yulai smiled and rubbed his head.

"Qiangu Dongfeng either wants to recruit you directly or destroy you. I can't say for sure. I can't figure out what that old bastard is thinking anyway."

Leng Yulai lowered her voice.

"No matter what, congratulations. The youngest Spirit Transfer Envoy in the history of the Spirit Pagoda."

Lu Jun: "..."

I should have held back. It would've been better to control my score.

Now someone else has their eyes on me again.

Is this the price of trying too hard?