Training Plan

Opportunities and dangers coexisted. If one could make it out alive, the gains would surely be immense.

But for Wu Qi, the resources Azure Luan Douluo provided were enough to help him advance to Titled Douluo.

Resources within Spirit Hall had to be earned through strength, but with an elder's protection and his talent, obtaining them would not be difficult.

But was he willing to become a flower raised in a greenhouse?

For a long time afterward, Wu Qi never mentioned the matter again.

At present, he was merely a fourteenth-rank Soul Master, not yet qualified to enter and explore it.

Life at the academy was always dull and tedious. In the blink of an eye, more than five years had passed.

During that time, Wu Qi learned the foundational theories of the Spirit Master world, and his strength had also broken through to rank thirty-one.

Azure Luan Douluo often took him to the Worship Hall to learn from its members, so he had mastered a great many combat techniques. Among those of the same rank, he was practically without an opponent.

It was worth mentioning that he and Qian Gu Changkong had come to know each other through fighting.

After that sparring match, the other boy followed him around every day, looking every bit like a lackey.

Under Wu Qi's influence, Qian Gu Changkong had unexpectedly changed from a troublemaking kid into a book-loving youth.

Regarding this, Thousand Jun Douluo had often expressed his gratitude to him through Azure Luan Douluo.

With Wu Qi's strength, he could have graduated from the junior Soul Master Academy long ago. But after graduation, he would have to undertake Spirit Hall's genius-training program.

In the original timeline, the strength of Spirit Hall's Golden Generation trio had not been exaggerated.

Hu Liena and the other two had genuinely completed hell-level training missions. No fewer than a hundred people had died at their hands.

That day, Wu Qi and Qian Gu Changkong arrived at the Worship Hall.

"Master, Grandpas, we want to end our academy life and head to the Poisonous Land to undertake a training mission."

The Poisonous Land was where Azure Luan Douluo had discovered the Venomous Flashhorn Deer.

Its level of danger had been classified within Spirit Hall as a death zone, nearly on par with the Lost Grand Canyon.

Over the past five years, Wu Qi had openly and secretly gathered information about the Poisonous Land while also dragging Qian Gu Changkong into it.

"You brats, do you even know what you're saying?!" Thousand Jun Douluo stood and rebuked them.

There might not be much information available about the Poisonous Land, but as another death zone, records on the Lost Grand Canyon were public within Spirit Hall.

Beyond the Lost Grand Canyon lay the Lost Land. Once they entered it, even ordinary Titled Douluo would lose their sense of direction and eventually become lost in that vast sea of sand.

Over the past thousand years, only a dozen or so people had entered the Lost Grand Canyon and emerged alive. As for the Poisonous Land, ever since Azure Luan Douluo had become one of Spirit Hall's higher-ups and begun developing it, only three people had made it out alive.

They were Qian Daoliu, Azure Luan Douluo, and Nether Leopard Douluo in his younger days.

Wu Qi bowed and added, "The reason there are so few survivors from the Poisonous Land is because too few people have gone in to explore it. The data is inaccurate."

Golden Crocodile Douluo frowned. "Kid, you aren't children of destiny. Don't fall for survivor bias."

"Second Grandpa, we're only going there to train, not to throw our lives away. We promise to train only in the outer regions and never go deeper. Please let us go." Qian Gu Changkong pleaded sweetly.

Watching them argue, Qian Daoliu shook his head. "With your strength, there is indeed no need for you to remain at the academy. Go train in the Death Grand Canyon first. If you can come out alive, then we can discuss going to the Poisonous Land."

Qian Daoliu was the pillar of Spirit Hall. His word was final.

Wu Qi knew this time was certainly a lost cause.

However, that was within his expectations. Raising the matter now was simply a way to prepare the various worship elders in advance.

After wearing them down a few more times, they would surely relent in the future.

As for the Death Grand Canyon, it was a training ground artificially created by Spirit Hall.

Though it was filled with dangers, its survival rate was close to thirty percent.

The training mission each person received upon entering the Death Grand Canyon was different.

If one was lucky enough to draw an easy mission, the chance of survival could reach ninety percent.

According to the rules, even the Pope's child had to draw a mission upon entering the Death Grand Canyon, and once it was drawn, it could neither be returned nor exchanged.

This was an ironclad rule established by Spirit Hall. No one was allowed to alter it.

"Go make your preparations. Once you're ready, you may depart at any time."

Over these five-plus years, Wu Qi had learned quite a few skills from Azure Luan Douluo, enough to handle training in the Death Grand Canyon.

One had to know that the minimum requirement for entering the Death Grand Canyon was Soul Grandmaster, and the missions differed for every stage.

After leaving the Worship Hall, Qian Gu Changkong said quietly, "Brother Wu, those three from the Papal Hall have returned. They went to the Death Grand Canyon before. Should we ask them about it?"

Over the years, as Bibi Dong gradually gained power, the conflict between the Papal Hall and the Worship Hall had grown increasingly sharp.

At Martial Soul Hall Academy, the descendants of the higher-ups from both sides practically avoided one another.

"Hu Liena," Wu Qi murmured.

If nothing unexpected happened, once they completed this training mission, they would be able to skip the intermediate Soul Master Academy entirely and receive an exceptional promotion into Martial Soul Hall Academy. Perhaps they might even represent the Spirit Hall Team in the Spirit Master Competition someday.

During the five years Wu Qi had trained at Martial Soul Hall Academy, he had watched the previous Spirit Master Competition from start to finish.

By his calculations, the next competition would likely be held in three years.

Even with the immense resources provided by the Worship Hall, three years would at most allow him to break through to the lower ranks of Soul Ancestors. At Martial Soul Hall Academy, he would be completely unremarkable—perhaps only fit to serve as a substitute.

Even if he managed to become an official competitor, he would at best be a foil for Hu Liena and the others.

How could that possibly be acceptable?

Besides, he had no intention of remaining beneath others.

After a brief pause, an idea formed in his mind.

Once the mission was complete, he had to leave Spirit City!

If he went to the Heaven Dou Empire, he would have a guaranteed chance to obtain the Immortal Herbs within the Icefire Yin Yang Well.

The resources in the Poisonous Land were certainly tempting, but Qian Daoliu would most likely not agree to let them go there within the next few years.

The Icefire Yin Yang Well, however, was a ready-made treasure ground. If he did not go, it would inevitably end up in Tang San's hands.

The Worship Hall had treated him well. Since he was destined to become Tang San's enemy, why leave such treasures for him?

Hu Liena and the other two had yet to become the Golden Generation. Bibi Dong had only just nominated them.

The Worship Hall and the Papal Hall were at odds with one another. For the nominations to be officially approved, there would still be a long period of wrangling.

Over the past five years, Bibi Dong had sent many people to approach him, openly and secretly promising him the benefits of joining the Papal Hall.

Wu Qi was not someone who would betray those who had supported him. Since he was already a member of the Worship Hall, he had no intention of switching sides.

He had no friendship whatsoever with Hu Liena and the other two, nor had he met them before.

Given the atmosphere within the hall, he was not sure whether Hu Liena would even acknowledge him.

Yet the experience he could gain from Hu Liena and the others would be immensely helpful for completing their trial in Death Grand Canyon.

No matter what, he had to give it a try.

Martial Soul Hall Academy.

Qian Gu Changkong had a knack for making connections. With his grandfather's influence as well, he had gathered quite a few friends at the academy over the years.

At critical moments, those friends served as his informants.

He was certain that Hu Liena and the other two had returned to the academy today and were training in the Simulated Training Field.