Yan God Body Refining Technique

The awakening had ended, and their treatment immediately changed.

As the three with the most outstanding talent, Yan, Xie Yue, and Hu Liena were moved out of the communal dormitory and assigned three separate rooms.

As Xie Yue and Hu Liena looked at their clean, tidy single rooms, their eyes shone.

Though they had expected it, having a space of their own was a clear sign of recognition, and it still stirred their hearts with excitement.

Yan merely calmly glanced over his room, nodded to Xie Yue and Hu Liena, then walked straight inside and shut the door.

Behind the door, the world fell silent.

Yan walked directly to the open space in the center of the room and removed his outer clothes.

Though he appeared to have the body of an ordinary child, the lines of his muscles were already clearly visible, while a healthy, resilient sheen faintly flowed beneath his skin.

He closed his eyes, and the foundational diagram of the Yan God Body Refining Technique naturally surfaced in his mind.

His feet spread slightly apart, his center of gravity sank, and an ancient, difficult stance slowly took shape.

In the air, Cosmic Origin Energy so thin it was nearly impossible to sense began gathering around him at an extremely slow pace, seeping into his skin and tempering his muscles and bones.

He could clearly sense that after his martial soul awakening, the Cosmic Origin Energy gathered much faster than before. This was undoubtedly a positive change.

Meanwhile, Karls, an overseer of Spirit City, headed toward the main hall.

As an overseer of Spirit City, every time he helped children of the proper age awaken, Spirit Hall would reward him upon his return.

This time, he had awakened three geniuses, including one with Innate Full Soul Power. Spirit Hall's reward would undoubtedly be more generous than ever before.

Although Spirit City's branch hall was not as prestigious as the Spirit Temples in the capitals of the two great empires, due to its unique location, the person in charge was still a Soul Douluo-level Platinum Bishop.

"Two with innate soul power at rank nine and one with Innate Full Soul Power, all possessing top-tier martial souls. Karls, you've rendered great service this time!"

After hearing Karls's report, Platinum Bishop Kronos could not help but reveal a pleased smile.

Soul Masters with top-tier talent were scarce anywhere, even in Spirit City, regarded as the sacred land of Soul Masters across the continent.

"Very good, Karls. Your merit this time is sufficient for promotion to bishop. Once you leave, you may consider which city's Spirit Hall headquarters you wish to serve in."

Bishop!

Karls's heart pounded wildly as immense joy crashed over him.

The gap between an overseer and a bishop was enormous. His strength had long been sufficient; all he had lacked was merit.

He forcibly steadied himself and bowed deeply. "It is all thanks to Your Excellency's guidance. This subordinate dares not claim the credit."

"What is yours is yours." Kronos waved a hand, his smile fading slightly as his expression turned solemn.

"This matter is of great importance. I must immediately go to Pope Palace to meet His Holiness the Pope and report in person.

These three children, especially Yan, must receive the most suitable arrangements and the highest level of protection!"

Before his words had even faded, the soul power aura around him, vast as mountains and seas, rippled faintly, and his platinum robes stirred without wind.

The next instant, his figure had appeared beyond the door. He was incredibly fast yet utterly silent, vanishing around the end of the corridor in the blink of an eye.

Karls suppressed the excitement in his heart, slowly rose, carefully closed the doors, and left the room.

Yan knew nothing of what had happened in the main hall.

He was immersed in cultivation until a distinct hunger rose from his stomach, at which point he slowly withdrew his stance.

A faint flush with a metallic luster gradually faded from the surface of his skin.

He put on his clothes and prepared to find Xie Yue and the others.

The moment he pulled open the door, hurried footsteps had already arrived.

It was Karls. The newly promoted bishop no longer wore the joy he had displayed that morning; instead, his face held an expression that mixed nervousness with extreme reverence.

Xie Yue and Hu Liena followed behind him, both wearing obvious looks of confusion and unease.

"Yan, just in time. Hurry, come with me!" Karls spoke rapidly. He did not even have time for formalities, grabbing Yan by the wrist as he turned to leave.

"Lord Karls? What happened?" Yan allowed himself to be pulled along, matching his pace as he asked in a low voice.

He could feel the sweat in Karls's palm and the rapid beat of his pulse.

Xie Yue and Hu Liena hurried after them as well, their hearts equally full of curiosity.

Without slowing, Karls kept walking without turning his head. His voice was lowered to an extreme, filled with reverence, and even trembled slightly. "Chrysanthemum Douluo has personally arrived at the branch hall."

"His Holiness the Pope wishes to see the three of you."

The words Chrysanthemum Douluo struck Xie Yue and Hu Liena's hearts like a silent thunderbolt.

Their breathing halted instantly, and their eyes widened.

Even they deeply understood what a Title Douluo represented in the world of Soul Masters. They were true pinnacles and legends, not to mention one of the two Douluos closest to the Pope!

Yan's heart tightened slightly as well. He had anticipated this, but he had not expected Chrysanthemum Douluo to arrive so quickly.

Yan glanced discreetly at Hu Liena.

Although the talent he had displayed surpassed Hu Liena's, Bibi Dong's reason for wanting to see all three of them so soon was likely still mainly Hu Liena.

The four of them nearly ran all the way through the solemn corridors, rushing toward the most central building of the branch hall.

The passing guards and deacons stepped aside one after another, their gazes fixed on the three children with undisguised envy. Clearly, they had also heard that Chrysanthemum Douluo had personally come to the branch hall.

Summoned by the Pope, personally received by Chrysanthemum Douluo.

Such an honor was likely rare even in the history of Spirit City.

Xie Yue and Hu Liena's hearts pounded like drums. They were both unable to suppress their excitement and terrified at the thought of facing the highest existence in the Soul Master world.

For some reason, Hu Liena glanced at Yan beside her, only to find that he merely pressed his lips together and stared straight ahead. He was so calm that she could not help wondering what he was thinking at that moment.

Before the main hall, Karls abruptly stopped at the foot of the steps. He took a deep breath and straightened his robe, though it did not have a single wrinkle, before turning around.

In a solemn low voice, he told the three children, "Remember, once you enter, you must not be discourteous. Whatever His Excellency Chrysanthemum Douluo asks, answer truthfully."

After saying that, he hurried forward and respectfully knocked on the door knocker.

"Enter."

A voice came from within. It was not loud and carried a slight note of age, yet it possessed a peculiar penetrating force, as though it rang directly beside their ears.

The heavy metal doors slid inward without a sound. A pressure mixed with the rich fragrance of exotic flowers surged out like a tangible tide.

Karls bowed deeply and made a gesture inviting them in, but he himself stepped back to the side, lowered his head, and remained standing there without taking another step forward.

Yan was the first to move, stepping into the hall.

Xie Yue and Hu Liena followed close behind. The three of them unconsciously held their breaths.

The interior of the grand hall was even more magnificent and profound than it appeared from outside. Light filtered down through the stained-glass windows high above, casting mottled patterns of light and shadow across the floor.