No Recruitment

Everyone answered in agreement and began wrapping things up.

These nurses were not actually clinic nurses. In a sense, they were volunteers.

After all, Sigewinne treated patients free of charge and did not even charge for medicine. They felt embarrassed to keep accepting her generosity for nothing, so volunteering to help her was only natural.

But the clinic was only so large, and those who came to help were all ordinary civilians. Naturally, none of them could compare to an expert like Sigewinne when it came to nursing.

Thus, most of the time, Sigewinne oversaw things while everyone else handled miscellaneous tasks.

It could not be helped. They were not the caregivers she had worked with in Meropide, and they knew nothing whatsoever about nursing.

Only after all the patients had left did Sigewinne have a chance to rest.

Just then, with the clinic emptied of patients, she took out a book and began reading.

The books she read were all ancient texts—medical classics, specialized medical treatises, manuals of healing, and the like...

Medical books were not something one could master simply by memorizing them. Practical experience was also necessary.

Although her medical skills were already impressive, enough to be called genius-level,

Sigewinne still saw many shortcomings in herself.

She needed a great deal of knowledge to fill the gaps in her understanding.

Of course, she would never use patients as test subjects.

Spirit City was far smaller than Heaven Dou City, covering less than one-tenth of its area. Yet its influence on soul masters was immense. Spirit City's walls stood eighty meters tall and over thirty meters thick, all constructed from granite, presenting an immensely imposing sight.

The city had been built because more and more soul masters had gathered here. Although constructing a city was extraordinarily difficult, even a powerful sect like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would not dare attempt it lightly. Spirit City was hexagonal in shape, with six walls around it. Those responsible for patrols were all soul masters clad in Spirit Hall uniforms. Six enormous reliefs stood upon the walls, symbolizing six powerful Martial Souls.

Upon entering Spirit City, the streets appeared empty, with few pedestrians and even fewer shops. The shops mainly sold items needed by soul masters, including some low-quality spatial storage Soul Tools. Every resident here was a soul master; even the street vendors were one-ring soul masters. This demonstrated the might of Spirit Hall.

Spirit City had been built around a hill, atop which stood two conspicuous structures. The most magnificent building was located halfway up the hill. It used a columned design, its exterior covered in golden material that glittered beneath the sunlight. This was the Hall of Souls, Spirit Hall's center of power and, in the eyes of the outside world, the symbol of supreme authority. Every Pope was a powerhouse at the Title Douluo level, and the Hall of Souls was where successive Popes held court.

At that moment, a noblewoman dressed in a luxurious black robe embroidered with golden patterns sat upright upon the throne. Her bearing was noble and sacred, inspiring involuntary reverence in all who saw her.

"So, after Duke beat Tang Hao up, he truly did nothing else?"

Her voice was gentle and soothing, like fine spring rain, bringing warmth to those who heard it. The woman before them resembled a flower in the morning light, beautiful and dazzling. She was Bibi Dong, Pope of Spirit Hall and the object of reverence for all soul masters.

Before reaching forty, she had succeeded to the position of Pope of Spirit Hall. Her succession had stirred no small amount of doubt and gossip. Yet as time passed, people's opinions began to change. Through wisdom and hard work, she had driven Spirit Hall's rapid development in every respect, while its unity and strength continued to grow. Now, many believed that she would become the most outstanding Pope in Spirit Hall's history, perhaps even a legendary figure.

"Yes, Your Holiness. According to our intelligence, that Duke casually crushed Tang Hao's Martial Soul. Judging from his later exchange with Chen Xin, he possesses strength of at least Rank 99."

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan wore a grave expression. His figure seemed somewhat thin beneath the candlelight as he knelt on one knee, bowed his head, and lightly pressed his slightly trembling palm against the cold, hard floor. Pope Bibi Dong sat atop her high seat. The atmosphere around them was as still as autumn water, with only the candlelight gently swaying, illuminating her elegant figure and calm expression.

Rank 99.

There were only a handful of Rank 99 powerhouses in the entire Douluo Continent. Of the three that existed, one had disappeared, while the other two stayed "at home."

And now, a fourth had appeared.

They had initially kept an eye on Duke because he was permanently based in Heaven Dou City. As a wild Title Douluo, he naturally warranted Spirit Hall's attention.

But it had only been attention. After all, Title Douluo were not such rare figures to Spirit Hall.

Well, it was mainly because of Dugu Bo. Besides, if Bibi Dong truly recruited Wriothesley, would that not be indirectly increasing Spirit Hall's strength?

One had to remember that her ultimate goal was to destroy the Qian Family's legacy!

Among all the Title Douluo in Spirit Hall, only Chrysanthemum Ghost truly obeyed her. The rest either belonged to Qian Daoliu or merely showed her respect because of her identity as Pope.

But now that it had been revealed that Duke Wriothesley was not merely a Title Douluo, but a Rank 99 Moon Riding Realm Douluo, the situation was different.

A glimmer flickered in the eyes of Spirit Hall's supreme leader, Bibi Dong. She sat there silently, seemingly deep in thought. Yue Guan's report had already detailed everything they knew about Duke, as well as his assessment of Duke's strength. Yet she felt that man was likely far more than just a Title Douluo!

Most of Spirit Hall's understanding of Duke came from scattered fragments of information.

The people around him, his habits, and his hobbies.

However, although Duke was powerful, he was not without weaknesses.

That weakness was the little girl by his side, whose Martial Soul Possession could not be retracted.

Based on the abilities Sigewinne had displayed so far, she should be an auxiliary-type healing soul master with little offensive power.

At first, they had truly considered using Sigewinne to threaten Duke.

But now, they no longer dared entertain that thought.

Who could stop an Ultimate Douluo if he went mad?

Regarding Wriothesley, Salas maintained an attitude of not offending him, not provoking him, and merely keeping watch.

After all, this was someone Spirit Hall's young lady had set her sights on. How could a mere Platinum Bishop like him dare ask questions?

Salas had always lived by the principle of speaking human language to humans and ghost language to ghosts, treating the saying "Those who understand the times are the wise" as his creed in life.

"If this man is not one of Spirit Hall, he will surely become Spirit Hall's greatest threat!"

After a long while, Bibi Dong and the others reached this conclusion.

"Your Holiness, he is an Ultimate Douluo!"

Yue Guan did not know what level of strength an Ultimate Douluo possessed. Although Spirit Hall's Great Offering was also an Ultimate Douluo, Yue Guan had never personally seen Qian Daoliu make a move since joining Spirit Hall.

Still, he was surely invincible against all.

Bibi Dong also found herself with a headache upon hearing this.

If she could currently use her full strength, why would she need to care about a Wriothesley? Yet she was on poor terms with the Worship Hall. If possible, she would have liked that old fossil Qian Daoliu to test Wriothesley's true strength.

"Yue Guan, listen to me. Go to Heaven Dou City personally and probe that man's stance." Bibi Dong's tone was calm, though stormy waves churned within her heart. "Also, bring Nana and the others along. Let them broaden their horizons and see the world."

"If an opportunity arises, remember to have Nana invite him to join Spirit Hall." Her tone was casual.

This time, she would use a roundabout tactic. Since inviting the man directly had not worked, she would change the approach.

Though there was a bit of an age gap between Hu Liena and Wriothesley...

But so what?

A genius like Wriothesley had somehow left no trace whatsoever in Spirit Hall during his growth. It was truly inconceivable! It was as though he had suddenly appeared out of thin air, breaking the world's established rules.

Although they had invited him once two years ago and been refused, it did not matter.

In any case, it was not her dignity that had been lost.

As for Nana...

Although Bibi Dong treated her as a daughter, she was not truly her daughter. For the sake of her grand ambition, what was wrong with making a small sacrifice?