A Hard-Hearted Su Yuntao

Tang San came straight over, his face heavy with worry. "Brother Feng, did you just go to Spirit Hall?" Grandmaster sighed. "That's typical of Spirit Hall. If Xiao Feng had absorbed that Star-Moon Fox's Spirit Ring without any problems, they might have taken an interest in him and trained him. But it was the Golden Light Thunder Leopard's Spirit Ring. After learning about Xiao Feng's condition, they probably wouldn't go to the trouble of saving him." Like the special third-grade token Grandmaster had, it granted no real authority, but it did let its holder enter Soul Hunting Forest and disguise their identity! "Perhaps this token is the biggest thing I gained?" Wang Feng looked at it. Seeing that, Su Yuntao wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes and let out a long sigh. "I'm leaving." But... Su Yuntao only gave Si Si a cold look. Wang Feng glanced at Grandmaster in confusion. "Kid, try to look on the bright side." "Thank you, Grandmaster, but there's really no need," Wang Feng said with a smile. "I know my own body. It might not be as bad as you think. I'm serious... There are some things I can't explain, but thank you all the same." The kid was usually so carefree, yet he was still thinking of him at a time like this. And the Golden Light Thunder Leopard was an entirely different matter. "But I begged Grandmaster to save you. He said he has a way." Tang San continued, "Su Yuntao, what was that just now? Have you gotten gutsy? How dare you yell at me and the others so loudly?" After that, Wang Feng waved to the two of them and headed back to the dormitory. They'd encountered a rare clash between Soul Beasts, but one wrong choice had led to another, and that was how things had ended up this way. "Hmph!" Su Yuntao glanced at her, his heart heavy with grief, then turned and walked into Spirit Hall. But Su Yuntao cut her off with a stern shout. "Enough, Si Si. Be quiet!" He'd always been meek and compliant with her, doing whatever she wanted. On the contrary, using the token to claim Gold Soul Coin allowances was what Wang Feng considered its least useful function. At that, Wang Feng's thoughts stirred, and he nodded. "And the condition is that you become his disciple. Only then will he help." Grandmaster continued. Wang Feng: "..." Sometimes, there was no choice but to play along. Wang Feng sighed inwardly. Wang Feng said quietly, "Besides, I haven't finished writing the story of Soul Breaking the Firmament for you yet." Si Si hurried inside after them. In the distance, he could still hear hurried apologies... This wasn't what Wang Feng wanted... It was Tang San and Grandmaster. Wang Feng waved to Su Yuntao, leaving him with a lonely figure against the light. Spirit Hall wasn't willing to help, but Grandmaster would do it for Xiao San's sake. Though the one who would actually step in was Flender. Grandfather Ma Xiunuo was the same. Wang Feng had even less reason to join. Si Si froze. When had Su Yuntao ever dared speak to her like that? After saying this, Grandmaster stared intently at Wang Feng. "I did," Wang Feng said with a smile, his thoughts shifting. "But it doesn't matter. I'm strong even without using my Martial Spirit." Grandmaster nodded, then looked at Wang Feng and said solemnly, "Xiao San asked me to help you. You have extraordinary talent, but you mistakenly absorbed the Golden Light Thunder Leopard's Spirit Ring. You managed to absorb it, but your body can't withstand the strain of a six-thousand-year Spirit Ring. I imagine the bishop from Spirit Hall told you that the more you use your Martial Spirit and Soul Power, the shorter your life will be, right?" Wang Feng had told the truth about Soul Hunting Forest, with a few lies mixed in. His Soul Power really was only at level fifteen. Because he had compressed and refined his Soul Power, he was only at level fifteen, which didn't look like what one would expect after absorbing a six-thousand-year Spirit Ring. So they would surely suspect something was wrong and might even reach some definitive conclusion. Wang Feng couldn't help thinking that the good guys were good and the bad guys were bad; the people of Douluo Continent were more or less exactly as he'd expected. Su Yuntao ignored Si Si and led Wang Feng outside Spirit Hall, leaving her standing there in a daze. Su Yuntao had some nerve, yelling at her like that! Tang San looked at Grandmaster. By the time they reached the ground floor, night had fallen. If he joined Spirit Hall, he'd be under their thumb from then on. More importantly, he'd have to obey them. The coldness in Su Yuntao's eyes made Si Si shiver! So he'd had no choice but to put on an act, making Bishop Jie Ke believe he had no potential worth cultivating and giving up on him! Hmph. I'll just give him a cold look. Let's see if he still dares not to come over and apologize! Wang Feng: "..." Wang Feng had already considered Bishop Jie Ke's theory when he used his Thousand-Year Soul Ring, so he'd simply gone along with it. Grandmaster's friend had to be the famous Flender, right? On his way back to Notting Academy, he unexpectedly ran into two people at the gate. Life was a play, and it all came down to acting. Si Si jolted and hurriedly lowered her voice. She still wanted to make a few more cutting remarks. Just then, Si Si came running out and said coldly, "Where's that kid? I only teased him a little. What, is he your family or something?" "Su Yuntao! Why did you make me wait so long?" The two of them were left standing there, stunned. Ma Xiunuo watched Wang Feng's retreating figure and sighed inwardly. Perhaps this was fate playing tricks on him. By then, visiting a Spirit Hall in another city to have his Soul Power assessed would be much easier with this token! Wang Feng hadn't planned to hide anything when he started this act. But then he remembered that this was Notting City. Even if Ma Xiunuo reported it, the news wouldn't reach Pope Palace. It would only get as far as the middle and upper ranks of Spirit Hall. Brother Tao was part of Spirit Hall, but he was still only a low-ranking member. Compared with the higher-ups, he had much more heart. "Y-Yuntao... I-I was wrong... Don't be mad..." Su Yuntao led Wang Feng down from the second floor. "It's fine. I never asked you to keep it secret," Wang Feng said with a smile. It seemed he'd acted too well. Brother Tao had been moved without even realizing it. When had she ever seen Su Yuntao look at her with such cold eyes? It was as if he were about to kick her away... Wang Feng was taken aback. As expected of Brother Feng. He looked so carefree, like nothing could scare him. If he'd been a Spirit Master with true Innate Full Soul Power, he might actually have had a chance of absorbing a Thousand-Year Soul Ring—especially one from a Star-Moon Fox, which could even heal. Put simply, he'd predicted their prediction... That was how he'd managed to pull off the act without anyone noticing. "Yeah, I went to get assessed! Afterward, some bishop showed up and said I wouldn't live long, and that my Soul Power would gradually dissipate. They wouldn't let me join Spirit Hall, and they wouldn't save me either... I don't believe a word of it, Brother Feng! I eat, drink, and sleep as usual. I'll live to a hundred!" "A way?" "But you still won't live long. That's a fact." Grandmaster shook his head and continued, "There is a way to solve this, but Spirit Hall won't help you. I do have a friend who's a Spirit Saint!" "Grandmaster Su, don't look so sad. I'm not going to die." "Xiao San, Grandmaster? What are you doing here?" Tang San had looked weighed down with worry, but at those words, a bitter smile appeared on his face. "Say one more word, and I'll kick you out myself!" Wang Feng thought to himself that Xiao San really had come through, managing to bring Grandmaster around. Without the Meteor Tear, Wang Feng might well have ended up just like that. Even if he'd somehow managed to absorb the six-thousand-year Spirit Ring, he wouldn't have lived long. The enormous Soul Power from the Golden Light Thunder Leopard's Spirit Ring would have gradually destroyed him. The woman was still inside the hall. When she saw Su Yuntao bringing Wang Feng downstairs, the resentment on her face—already there because she'd waited so long—instantly flared into anger. Then she looked at Wang Feng beside him and sneered. "So, little friend, what level is your Soul Power? Did you hunt that Soul Beast yourself?" "If I ask him, he should be able to use his Soul Power to suppress the Golden Light Thunder Leopard's Spirit Ring and help circulate the Soul Power in your body. Even if you recovered completely, though, your Soul Power would never improve again. At least you'd survive." Wang Feng looked at the two of them, surprised. In both his Martial Spirit and his Soul Power assessment, Wang Feng had made no attempt to hide anything. But the mysterious young man had left him rather surprised. Drawing on his knowledge of Douluo Continent, Wang Feng had roughly guessed who he was, but wasn't sure. After hearing this...