Yan Chixia's Departure

A Titled Douluo, with all nine Soul Rings being Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings—how, how was that possible?

Wait!

Yan Chixia was an immortal cultivator with magical power. He had come to this world carrying his original cultivation, so according to this world's rules, it was hardly strange for that to translate into Soul Power above Level 90.

Since he possessed Soul Power above Level 90, absorbing Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings would naturally pose no problem at all.

Not only was it not a problem, but having someone so powerful on his side was an excellent thing for him.

It was just that...

Ye Zhou raised his head and looked at the bearded man before him. He suddenly realized a very important issue and nervously asked, "Swordsman Yan, where did you awaken your martial soul?"

"At Spirit Hall. In the book you gave me, didn't Tang San awaken his martial soul at Spirit Hall?" Yan Chixia answered without hesitation.

"Then... do they know about your nine Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings?"

"I don't know about that."

"Oh~" Ye Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.

"They did just as they did in the book. They helped me awaken my martial soul, then tested my Innate Soul Power. They said my Innate Soul Power was Level 92. Then I asked them what kind of soul beast Soul Rings would suit me, and after that, I left," Yan Chixia continued.

"..." Upon hearing that, Ye Zhou, who had just relaxed, nearly failed to catch his breath.

What difference was there between that and letting them know you had nine Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings?

He had been careless. Far too careless.

He had thought that after giving Yan Chixia the novel Douluo Continent, this seasoned veteran would surely handle the matter of his martial soul perfectly. He had never expected him to simply march straight into Spirit Hall to awaken it.

That alone would have been one thing. Letting Spirit Hall know that a middle-aged uncle had only just gone to awaken his martial soul, and that this uncle's martial soul was a sword—that would not have been much. But he had even let them test his Soul Power. Good heavens!

Ye Zhou covered his face with one hand, feeling both delighted and frustrated.

"Kid, I know what you're worried about. You're worried that Spirit Hall will come looking to cause me trouble, right? Don't worry, I thought of that long ago." Seeing Ye Zhou's reaction, Yan Chixia found a chair and sat down, poured himself a cup of water, took a drink, and spoke casually.

"Swordsman Yan, do you have a plan?" Hearing this, Ye Zhou lowered his hand from his face, walked over to sit beside him, and asked.

"I studied that book you gave me carefully. There's no denying that while Spirit Hall is portrayed as the villain in the book, and that Pope Bibi Dong truly is a woman who has done every evil deed imaginable—though she is pitiful, she is even more detestable, and her temperament is completely incompatible with mine—Spirit Hall as an organization is generally quite good. There is a reason it became the sacred land in the hearts of all Soul Masters across the continent."

As he listened, a guess immediately surfaced in Ye Zhou's mind. He said incredulously, "Swordsman Yan, don't tell me you want to join Spirit Hall?"

"No. Strictly speaking, I want to join the Douluo Worship Hall," Yan Chixia said leisurely.

Ye Zhou: "???"

"Although it is also part of Spirit Hall, alongside the Pope's Palace, I believe Great Enshrined Qian Daoliu is far more righteous than Pope Bibi Dong. In my own world, I often had one regret: I lacked the power to change the court's corruption and could only watch helplessly as the realm descended into chaos, unable to do anything. Now that I have come to this world, where everyone can fill their stomachs, and learned that war will engulf this world in only a few years, plunging the common people into conflict, I do not want to stand by and watch again. I want to do something."

"The Douluo Worship Hall is like the imperial court of the Soul Master world. If I join it, I will have a chance to participate in the highest decisions of the Soul Master world. In the future... I may also be able to contribute my meager strength for the common people here."

After hearing Yan Chixia's words, a feeling of admiration rose in Ye Zhou's heart.

"So, Swordsman Yan, you deliberately let Spirit Hall learn of your Soul Power in order to draw them to you?"

"That's right. I want them to know I exist. But the people Spirit Hall sends will most likely be Bibi Dong's subordinates, so I intend to avoid them and go directly to Spirit City to seek refuge with the Douluo Worship Hall."

"The book says that the members of the Douluo Worship Hall are basically all Titled Douluo above Level 96. Swordsman Yan, has your Soul Power reached that level?" Ye Zhou asked.

"I don't know. But I now have two Xuanyuan Swords, and all my Soul Rings are Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings. I don't think joining the Douluo Worship Hall will be too difficult. If that doesn't work, I can join the Elder Hall first," Yan Chixia said.

Ye Zhou stroked his chin and sank into thought.

His original plan had been to have Yan Chixia join Heaven Dou Royal Academy. That way, he could rely on the Heaven Dou Empire while also having Yan Chixia protect him at his side. But Yan Chixia was not a puppet without thoughts; he had his own will. He wanted to join the Douluo Worship Hall, and that had both advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage was obvious: he would have someone within the strongest force on the continent. The disadvantage was that if Yan Chixia went to Spirit City, he would lose his personal bodyguard.

"If you don't want me to join the Douluo Worship Hall, I can choose not to go and remain hidden to protect you." As if he had guessed what Ye Zhou was thinking, Yan Chixia suddenly spoke.

Hearing that, Ye Zhou looked at him and hesitated for a long while. In the end, he smiled and said, "Senior, what are you saying? I may crave a sense of security, but I would never tie you down. You are not my slave. Since you have your own thoughts, this junior should naturally respect them."

"Oh? Are those your true feelings?" Yan Chixia raised an eyebrow.

"Absolutely my true feelings," Ye Zhou said.

"Haha, good kid. Not bad—you're not some coward afraid of trouble. That's how it should be. We're dignified men; what kind of man is always afraid of this and that?" Yan Chixia laughed heartily, patting Ye Zhou on the shoulder.

"Hehe." Ye Zhou forced a laugh. Truthfully, he still felt it was better to keep a low profile.

"Kid, take this." Just as Ye Zhou was feeling regretful over losing a Titled Douluo bodyguard, Yan Chixia removed a bag from his waist and tossed it to him.

Ye Zhou caught it and asked, "Swordsman Yan, what is this?"

"A Storage Bag. The corpses of the Nine Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts I killed are all inside. Though they're corpses, they should still be worth quite a bit. And you can use this Storage Bag as a storage Soul Tool," Yan Chixia said with a smile.

"The corpses of Nine Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts, and a Storage Bag!" Ye Zhou's eyes lit up.

"I also observed Heaven Dou Royal Academy in secret. The environment truly is quite good. Cultivate here, and with the help of that system of yours, your future accomplishments will be limitless."

"I'll gladly accept your auspicious words, Senior."

"Mm. I also have a talisman for you. Keep it safe. If you encounter any trouble in the future, burn it, and I will come immediately." Yan Chixia then took out a folded talisman and handed it to Ye Zhou, instructing him.

Taking the talisman and understanding the meaning in Yan Chixia's tone, Ye Zhou asked, "Senior, are you planning to leave tonight?"

"Mm. Once you've decided on something, you should do it immediately. There's no need to wait until the next day. Kid, take care of yourself. I'm leaving." As he spoke, Yan Chixia stood up. When he reached the window, he paused, turned back to look at Ye Zhou once, then withdrew his gaze.

The next second, a breeze stirred the curtains, and he vanished without a trace.

"Sigh~" Looking at the place Yan Chixia had departed from, Ye Zhou could not help but sigh.

However, he quickly adjusted his mood. Yan Chixia infiltrating Spirit Hall was not a bad thing for him. Besides, Yan Chixia had left him these two gifts.

With that thought, Ye Zhou took a deep breath, looked at the Storage Bag in his hand, and thought, System, I want to make a sacrifice.