Su Yuntao's Misfortune

"This young master came to Spirit Hall to have his Soul Power Level tested. Perhaps I may seem weak in your eyes, but in truth, I have already reached the cultivation of a Soul Master." Cao Yan smiled faintly as he spoke calmly to Su Yuntao, his manner carrying a hint of amusement.

For a Soul Master of Su Yuntao's level, it was naturally impossible for him to see through Cao Yan's true Soul Power Level. After all, the gap in Soul Power between them was far from slight.

One had to know that upon reaching the level of a Peerless Douluo, so long as one deliberately concealed one's Soul Power, even a powerhouse at the Titled Douluo level would be unable to see through one's true strength at a glance.

Of course, when facing Su Yuntao, Cao Yan did not even need to deliberately hide his aura. Trying to see through his true depth with the cultivation of a Soul Grandmaster was nothing more than a fool's dream.

"Hehe, Young Master certainly knows how to joke. Judging by your attire, you are naturally no ordinary person. If you do not mind, how about I lead the way for you?" After looking over Cao Yan's fine clothes, Su Yuntao inhaled sharply and spoke with great courtesy.

On the Douluo Continent, there existed some extremely mysterious Hidden Families. Their existence was shrouded in secrecy, and their strength was terrifying. Even some exceptionally powerful sects could not compare to them.

Although Spirit Hall wielded immense influence, Su Yuntao was ultimately only a low-ranking deacon. Considering that Cao Yan might have an overwhelming background, he had no choice but to restrain his usual arrogance.

"Lead the way."

Cao Yan nodded at Su Yuntao and once again took Xiao Wu's fair, soft little hand. It felt tender and comfortable in his grasp.

"Hehe, Young Master, please follow me."

Su Yuntao showed no anger at Cao Yan's lukewarm attitude. Instead, he greeted him with a smile.

In his view, the young man's arrogance was proof enough of certain things. At the very least, such a carefree and unruly attitude suited the traits of a Hidden Family perfectly.

Raising his gaze, Cao Yan could not help but marvel at the grand scale of Spirit Hall's architecture.

Spirit Hall in Nuoding City was a massive domed building. Its front alone spanned more than a hundred meters, stood twenty meters tall, and had three stories in total.

The entire structure was brown. The Spirit Hall emblem above the front entrance bore only a single longsword. Such an emblem represented that Nuoding City's Spirit Hall was the lowest-ranking Spirit Hall.

Yet even an ordinary branch hall was already so grand. This showed just how enormous Spirit Hall's influence was across the continent.

"Master Su Yuntao, these two children seem to be only six years old, don't they? Could Soul Masters really appear at such an age?" At that moment, one of the guards at the side could not help asking. However, when he looked at Su Yuntao, his eyes were full of respect.

Clearly, Su Yuntao held quite a high position in this Spirit Hall branch.

"Silence. Do not speak nonsense. Though these two young friends are still very young, since they have come to Spirit Hall to test their Soul Power Level, we should naturally welcome them. If I hear such words again, you need not remain here any longer."

Su Yuntao's gaze was sharp as lightning. When he looked at the guard, faint anger seemed to fill his eyes. Meeting his gaze, the latter finally realized that he had spoken out of turn.

"Master Su, I was presumptuous." The guard clasped his hands together, his eyes seeming somewhat remorseful.

"Hmph! If there is a next time, I will not spare you!" Su Yuntao barked angrily. He then ignored the two guards and directly led Cao Yan and Xiao Wu into Spirit Hall.

Even he did not dare show the slightest neglect toward these two young friends of extraordinary origins.

"Sigh, you know Su Yuntao's temper. In this Spirit Hall, aside from having a good temper toward Sisi, when has he ever looked directly at ordinary guards like us? You should just focus on doing your own job." After Su Yuntao entered Spirit Hall, one of the guards patted his companion on the shoulder and consoled him.

"Er Gou, could those two children just now be students from Nuoding Academy? At that age, no matter how outstanding their talent is, they could not possibly have become Soul Masters, right?" The previous guard gave a bitter smile and still voiced the doubts in his heart. However, a faint trace of envy could be sensed in his words.

Although Nuoding Academy was not an advanced Soul Master Academy, it was still a hall of dreams for the vast majority of ordinary people.

If the two of them had not possessed such poor talent when awakening their martial souls, perhaps they too could have become Soul Masters by now. If that were the case, even Su Yuntao would not have treated them as tyrannically as he had before.

After all, the difference in status between ordinary people and Soul Masters was like a heavenly chasm!

"We're only ordinary guards, so why worry about so much? That Su Yuntao can only vent his temper on us in private anyway. Oh, right, let me tell you something. Last time, I even saw Master Ma Xiunuo and Sisi being lovey-dovey in the office. Sigh, it's a pity I have no luck enjoying such a beauty." The guard called Er Gou seemed to recall something and teased his companion.

"Isn't Sisi Master Su Yuntao's girlfriend? How could she and Master Ma Xiunuo..." Before he could finish speaking, the guard saw the teasing look in Er Gou's eyes and immediately understood.

Inside Spirit Hall, the atmosphere was majestic. Murals covered the dome of the entire main hall. Each small square depicted all kinds of martial soul symbols. Against the brilliant golden background, it looked resplendent and magnificent without losing its ancient simplicity.

"Hehe, young friends, I'll take you to the second floor to find Master Ma Xiunuo. All matters related to martial soul awakening are handled by him here." Su Yuntao stopped and asked Cao Yan in a mild tone.

"Mm, alright. Then I'll trouble Master Su Yuntao." Cao Yan was quite satisfied with the man's enthusiasm.

Although Su Yuntao had merely been a tool character in the original work, Cao Yan considered him a rather perceptive man.

Moreover, since Su Yuntao's attitude was fairly amiable, Cao Yan returned the courtesy and treated him politely.

Feeling that Cao Yan's manner was completely different from before, Su Yuntao was slightly delighted. A smile slowly blossomed across his face, as dazzling as a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Young Master, I see that this young lady is very beautiful. She must be your little girlfriend, right?" Su Yuntao led Cao Yan up the staircase at the side and directly to Spirit Hall's second floor. The scale here was undoubtedly even greater than below, and the flow of people was more than double that of the first floor.

"You are overthinking it. In my heart, she is only my little sister." Cao Yan put on a serious expression, his face filled with absolute conviction as he spoke calmly to Su Yuntao.

"Really... only a little sister?" Hearing this, Xiao Wu's heart stirred slightly. For some reason, upon hearing the answer that should have satisfied her, she felt somewhat unwilling instead.

Seeing the resolute expression on the boy's face, Su Yuntao realized that he seemed to have spoken too much.

"Here it is. Master Ma Xiunuo is inside." After leading Cao Yan and Xiao Wu to a room, Su Yuntao pointed at the emblem on the door to indicate the place.

"Stop. Master Ma Xiunuo is working. Unauthorized people are not to disturb him." A guard's cold voice rang out from the doorway. A golden longsword was embroidered upon his chest; clearly, this man was a Soul Master.

"I am Su Yuntao. Move aside. I have urgent business with Master Ma Xiunuo." Having been stopped, Su Yuntao immediately lost his temper and spoke impatiently.

"Master Su Yuntao, please do not make things difficult for me. It would be better if you did not go in at this time." Seeing Su Yuntao's forceful stance, the guard revealed a bitter look and replied helplessly.

Su Yuntao was utterly baffled.

One had to know that he was a deacon of Spirit Hall. No matter how urgent Master Ma Xiunuo's business was, he could not possibly shut Su Yuntao out.

What was more, he had encountered two young friends of extraordinary origins today.

Something was fishy.

Something was definitely very fishy!

Su Yuntao frowned. Suddenly, a soft and alluring voice came from within the room. Faintly, the voice sounded somewhat familiar to him.

That was Sisi's voice!

At that moment, an uneasy thought suddenly arose in Su Yuntao's heart. He immediately cast aside all concern for appearances. Soul Power rapidly gathered around his legs, and with a single kick, he smashed open the supposedly sturdy door.

Bang!

The next moment, when the scene inside the room was fully revealed, even Cao Yan and Xiao Wu were jolted in shock.

Xiao Wu's reaction seemed even stronger. Her pretty face flushed scarlet, as though she could not accept such a sight. She pressed her little face tightly against Cao Yan's shoulder and remained silent.

Inside the room, two figures were pressed together in an exceedingly intimate posture.

An elderly man sat in a chair. His neat Soul Master uniform, along with the noble and dazzling three-sword emblem, clearly signified his identity: a Soul Grandmaster!

What was even more astonishing was that a rather voluptuous woman was sprawled across the lap of the elderly man, whose beard had already begun to turn white. Her breathing was slightly hurried, her cheeks deeply flushed, and her jade-like hands rested against the old man's chest. Such an unusual posture could not help but stir one's imagination.

A patch of snowy white skin could vaguely be seen at her chest. The glimpse of spring scenery made those present unable to resist secretly speculating about what had happened between them.

At that moment, the entire hall seemed to fall silent.

Su Yuntao stood rooted to the spot like a wooden stake, completely motionless. His eyes were bloodshot, while furious roars continuously echoed in the depths of his heart.

As his heart trembled violently, he felt as though countless blades were ruthlessly slashing through it.

The piercing pain was, for a time, beyond words.