"This Spirit Bone was bestowed by Your Holiness the Pope, in recognition of the contributions my parents made to Spirit Hall."
Xia Yang invoked Pope Qian Xunji's authority and said, "Otherwise, why do you think a Soul Master with a Wasted Martial Soul like me could study at Martial Soul Academy?"
This explanation was half true and half false. Even if Yu Xiaogang investigated it, he would not find any obvious flaws.
Xia Yang had deliberately mentioned Pope Qian Xunji to prevent the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan from coveting his "Spirit Bone."
Upon hearing that a Spirit Bone could provide such immense benefits to cultivation, Yu Xiaogang immediately got up, intending to write his father and ask the clan to prepare a Spirit Bone for him as well.
But the moment he got out of bed, he froze.
His father might be the clan leader, but would he truly use such precious resources for a son with a "Wasted Martial Soul" like him?
After hesitating for a moment, Yu Xiaogang still gritted his teeth, walked to the desk, and began writing furiously.
No matter what, he had to give it a try.
If he did not write the letter, there would be no possibility at all. If he did, at least there was a sliver of hope.
Before long, the letter was finished.
Yu Xiaogang hurried out of the dormitory to mail it.
By the time he returned after sending the letter, it was already late at night.
The two said nothing more and extinguished the lights before going to sleep.
Over the next few days, Xia Yang and Yu Xiaogang continued their regular cultivation routines.
One steadily advanced toward Level 30 Soul Elder, while the other anxiously awaited word from his clan.
Meanwhile, in the main hall of