Golden Generation

It was only after half an incense stick's time that Hu Liena slowly came to.

"This incense really is useful. It even feels like my meditation efficiency has improved."

Hu Liena answered honestly.

The incense calmed her mind, effectively improving her meditation efficiency.

"Just as I thought."

After receiving Hu Liena's confirmation, Su Chen nodded.

After all, his martial soul was unusual, so he could not serve as a reference.

"Are you His Holiness the Pope's new disciple?"

Just then, a wave of violent energy swept over.

A fireball slammed into the door, blasting it apart.

The one who burst through the shattered door was a youth with fiery red hair.

"Yan? Why are you here?"

Hu Liena turned her head. Sure enough, this was Yan, who, together with Hu Liena and her brother, was known as Spirit Hall's "Golden Generation."

As the possessor of the ancient martial soul, the Flame Lord, Yan undoubtedly deserved to be called a genius.

If one excluded that bunch from Shrek who came with cheats of their own, Yan's talent was truly among the very best.

"You pretty boy bastard, did you even lure Nana over here?!"

Yan's fury was unmistakable. Though he was exceptionally talented, he had not been qualified to become His Holiness the Pope's personal disciple.

In terms of status, he was undoubtedly a level below Hu Liena.

Yet this pretty boy before him had not only become His Holiness the Pope's new disciple.

He was even hanging around with Hu Liena, whom Yan had admired for so long.

In an instant, blazing jealousy ignited within Yan's heart. His temper had already been explosive to begin with.

"I want to duel you."

With his fists clenched tight, sparks unconsciously burst from Yan's mouth. It was as though his entire body were about to ignite.

His martial soul was the Flame Lord, an ancient martial soul possessing powerful dual fire and earth attributes.

"Sure. If we're fighting, let's find an open space outside. It'd be too easy to burn something here."

Naturally, Su Chen had no intention of truly fighting him to the death.

Given their identities, if things really came to that, someone would definitely stop them.

"Fine, we'll fight outside."

Hot-tempered Yan naturally did not consider such matters. He clearly intended to beat the other party to death.

Fuming, he ran alone toward a nearby practice arena.

"Junior Brother... isn't this a bad idea?"

Hu Liena had grown up with Yan, so she knew his strength very well.

Su Chen had not even figured out his own martial soul yet. How could he possibly be Yan's opponent?

"Don't worry. Nothing will happen."

Taking the opportunity, Su Chen rubbed Hu Liena's head.

"Hey, how can you still be in the mood for that at a time like this?!"

Hu Liena refused to be outdone and immediately reached up to ruffle his hair in return.

Their playful scuffle was an even greater provocation in Yan's eyes.

"Hey, are you kidding me? That's Lord Yan of the Golden Generation, isn't it?"

Just as expected, the moment Yan stepped into the practice arena, the soul masters guarding the place immediately grew nervous.

"Lord Yan, what brings you here?"

Although Yan was only an eleven-year-old child, these guard soul masters could only address him respectfully as "Lord."

This was the gulf between people. Yan, one of the finest of Spirit Hall's younger generation, was simply not on the same level as ordinary soul masters like them.

Just as they themselves were unattainable figures in the eyes of ordinary people.

"Nothing. Just a spar."

Though he said it was "nothing," Yan's gritted-teeth expression was obvious enough for anyone to see.

"Hey, who's that beside the Holy Maiden?"

Watching Yan head onto the arena, one of the guard soul masters quietly leaned over and asked his companion.

"I've never seen him either. But if he can stand beside the Holy Maiden, could he be His Holiness the Pope's Holy Son?"

"Hey, what are you two talking about?"

But how could such little tricks escape Yan's notice? Standing on the stage, Yan glared at the two guard Soul Masters and berated them.

"Alright, alright. Don't make things so difficult for them. They're only following orders."

As he spoke, Su Chen slowly walked onto the arena.

On the way here, he had already asked Hu Liena about it.

Yan's Soul Power was at level twenty-five. Although he was five levels higher than Su Chen and a troublesome opponent, he should not be impossible to handle.

"No, Junior Brother doesn't even have a soul skill. How could he possibly beat Yan? I need to find my brother quickly."

Xie Yue's talent was no worse than Hu Liena's, and he was also her biological older brother. At this age, it was only natural that she relied on him.

"First Soul Skill: Hell Lava Surge!"

A phantom formed from molten rocks swiftly rose behind Yan. Two yellow soul rings hovered around it.

Then, the first yellow soul ring flashed.

Lava formed from Soul Power flowed toward Su Chen.

"So this is the power of a top-tier martial soul..."

The two trembling guard Soul Elders wiped the sweat from their foreheads, their hearts filled with shock.

They were both Soul Elders above level thirty, holding an obvious level advantage over the two people on the arena.

Yet even with only level twenty-five Soul Power, the temperature of Yan's lava was enough to make the two guards feel distinctly uncomfortable.

"Little Black, Little White, it's up to you."

Although this lava was quite powerful, its speed could only be considered average.

Thus, Su Chen decided to release his soul rings and test things out first before making any further plans.

"Yee-hah~"

The moment Little Black and Little White saw the lava created by Yan's soul skill, they became exceptionally excited.

They pounced on it impatiently.

"What?!"

The next scene stunned everyone present.

The lava formed from Soul Power was actually reverted back into Soul Power once again.

Then, the two clumps of Soul Power that emerged from Su Chen's soul rings eagerly began devouring the lava.

"What kind of martial soul is this? How can it have such a bizarre soul skill?"

Yan had studied under Spirit Hall for many years and considered himself quite knowledgeable. Yet he had never seen a soul skill like this.

After all, regardless of what kind of soul skill it was, its essence was to use a martial soul and soul rings to transform Soul Power into various forms.

This was something covered in the very first theoretical lesson taught by Spirit Hall.

Yet this pretty boy's soul skill could actually dissolve his attack back into its Soul Power state.

"Hmph. No wonder Teacher chose you as a personal disciple."

The jealousy in Yan's heart grew even stronger, but his hands did not stop moving.

"Still, I'll prove to Nana that I'm better than you."

"It seems my Soul Power is also increasing ever so slightly..."

Meanwhile, on the other side of the arena, Su Chen carefully sensed the changes Little Black and Little White had brought him.

He could clearly feel that while Little Black and Little White devoured Soul Power, his own Soul Power was slowly rising as well.