You are Mu Qian?

Mu Qian had a rather positive impression of the Martial Soul Hall.

At the very least, it provided everyone on the continent with the opportunity to become strong.

In this regard, it was far superior to the royal families of the two great empires.

Furthermore, judging solely by what had happened in Guja City, it was not necessarily a bad thing for the Martial Soul Hall to unify the continent.

"Halt, this is the Star Luo City branch of the Martial Soul Hall; you are not permitted to barge in."

Just as Mu Qian reached the entrance, he was blocked by two rows of soldiers clad in golden armor. At the top of their equally brilliant golden helmets were two pristine white angel wings.

These guards radiated dense fluctuations of soul power and scrutinized Mu Qian with vigilance, not looking down on him in the slightest because of his age.

Mu Qian sensed them carefully and realized that the soul power fluctuations from the guards were all above the level of a Soul Elder, with at least the cultivation of a Soul Ancestor.

It was truly worthy of being one of the two major branch halls; even the guards at the door possessed such impressive strength.

"Greetings, I am here for a martial soul assessment. I wonder if you could report my arrival?"

Mu Qian remained humble and polite, showing no arrogance despite his strength being superior to theirs.

"I see. You may enter then. Go to the hall on the far east side of the first floor and find Mr. Sanchez; he is the person in charge of martial soul assessments at our Star Luo City branch."

The soldiers looked at Mu Qian's simple attire, and given his good attitude and young age, they did not make things difficult for him.

After all, they were all of commoner origin themselves; otherwise, they wouldn't be working as gatekeepers here.

Of course, even being a gatekeeper was enough for them to be proud of for the rest of their lives.

"Thank you." Mu Qian replied, and under their watchful eyes, he entered the Martial Soul Hall.

Stepping inside and gazing up at the unfathomably high dome, he felt an overwhelming sense of grandeur.

The walls of the entire hall were carved with various murals, magnificent and solemn, golden and brilliant, yet retaining an ancient and simple feel.

The hall was very quiet, so quiet that not a single sound of commotion could be heard; it felt sacred and inviolable.

Mu Qian's presence did not attract the attention of those coming and going; everyone was busy with their own affairs in an orderly fashion.

He secretly compared it to the Divine Temple he had seen in the Extreme North.

Even though he had never entered the main hall of the Divine Temple, Mu Qian could be certain that the two were completely incomparable.

Of course, that did not mean this place was poor.

At least it gave him a sense of comfort.

Night fell, and the brilliant lights rendered the entire hall into a golden ocean.

Mu Qian went to the front desk to make a brief inquiry, and under the guidance of the staff, he soon arrived outside a fairly large office.

"Mr. Sanchez, this child is here for a martial soul assessment. Sorry to trouble you."

The office door was not closed. The attendant knocked skillfully to state the purpose of their visit, clearly not the first time he had done this.

Mu Qian looked into the office. The space inside was large, and besides an antique desk, there was an open area with a soul power crystal placed in the center.

Sitting at the desk was an old man in white robes who looked to be nearing his seventies, his soul power extremely dense.

Mu Qian did not use his spiritual power to probe, but he was certain that the man's strength was definitely above that of a Soul King, perhaps even reaching the level of a Soul Emperor.

"Mr. Sanchez, my name is Mu Qian. I am ten years old this year and have just obtained my first soul ring. I am here specifically to register." Mu Qian appeared neither humble nor pushy, making it impossible for anyone to discern his inner thoughts.

Sanchez nodded. "Obtaining your first soul ring at ten years old... four years of time; it seems your talent is mediocre."

Hearing Mu Qian's words, Sanchez's enthusiasm waned significantly, though he did not show any signs of disdain or the like.

This was his job; after so many years, what kind of soul masters had he not seen?

It was only when he heard the name "Mu Qian" that he suddenly froze. "Mu Qian? You said your name is Mu Qian?"

This left Mu Qian somewhat puzzled. Was he that famous?

Or did this old man know someone with the same name?

As for the man knowing him personally, Mu Qian absolutely did not believe it.

He had lived in the Extreme North Core for years and this was his first time coming to the outside world; it was impossible for him to have had any dealings with this old man.

Meanwhile, Sanchez's consciousness had drifted into his memories.

Four years ago, the Elder Hall of Martial Soul City suddenly issued an Elder Order, requiring all branch halls to pay attention to a child. If I remember correctly, the name was... Mu Qian?

Sanchez thought to himself: But, could a child who only obtained his first soul ring at ten years old be the one worth the Elder Hall issuing an Elder Order?

Sanchez looked at Mu Qian, and the more he looked, the more impossible it seemed: Perhaps it is just a coincidence of names. Never mind, I will report it up. Since the name matches, even if I don't get credit, I won't be making a mistake.

Thinking of this, Sanchez shook his head. "Come here, child. Show me your martial soul and soul ring."

Mu Qian nodded. A faint fluctuation of soul power emerged in the room, and behind him, a dark, wolf-like phantom appeared.

At the same time, a milky-white soul ring rose slowly from beneath his feet, causing Sanchez to frown.

"Martial soul: Lone Wolf. Soul Power Level: eleven. A white ten-year soul ring. Alright, let the attendant take you to process the paperwork."

Having said that, Sanchez lost all interest.

Mu Qian chuckled inwardly: Sorry, Brother Tao, I had to borrow your martial soul.

In reality, what Sanchez saw was nothing more than an illusion created by Mu Qian.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast not only produces a soul ring but also yields an accompanying soul bone.

The two-hundred-thousand-year-old skull soul bone provided him with two spirit-attribute soul skills.

No matter how high Mu Qian's ambitions were, he would never look down upon a soul bone produced by a two-hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast.

Coupled with the auxiliary support of Jinyu's spiritual power, it was not something Sanchez could see through.

"After all, Brother Tao is a legendary figure; borrowing his martial soul is nothing to be ashamed of."

Mu Qian followed the attendant's footsteps and left the office.

Yet, he could never have imagined that not long after, a letter containing his profile would leave Star Luo City overnight, bound for Martial Soul City thousands of miles away.

Half of the goal for this trip had been accomplished.

Before leaving the Martial Soul Hall, the attendant still couldn't help but glance at Little Flower in Mu Qian's arms.

She truly couldn't understand why someone would bring a pet dog along to a martial soul assessment.

Mu Qian, of course, wouldn't explain anything; enjoying a rare moment of leisure, he began to stroll through Star Luo City.

"Little Flower, you won't have to eat leftovers today; I'm taking you out for a feast."

"Woof~" Little Flower understood his meaning perfectly, his cute, large eyes turning into heart shapes, which made Mu Qian exclaim at how strange it was.

"You humans are indeed the most intelligent race; is this what a human city is like?" Jinyu's surprised voice echoed in his mind.

In fact, this was not the first time; although she resided within Mu Qian's martial soul, she could still use her spiritual power to observe the conditions of the outside world.