The Legendary Genius Boy; Mistakenly Entering the Heavenly Family

In the blink of an eye, several days passed.

The normally tranquil Martial Soul Branch Hall in Nuoding City welcomed an absolute big shot today—someone even the city lord would not dare breathe loudly around.

Without alerting any local forces, Platinum Bishop Salas, dressed in plain clothes and traveling in haste, finally met the legendary genius boy in Ma Xiunuo's office.

Just one glance.

The very first moment their eyes met as he entered, Salas froze in place as if someone had cast a binding spell on him.

So alike! Fucking identical!

Whether it was that exact same hair color, the chill and arrogance that inadvertently showed in his eyes and brows, or the natural air of authority he carried as he sat on the sofa sipping tea...

What commoner genius was this?

This was clearly a younger version of Her Holiness the Pope!

After struggling through the ranks of Spirit Hall for so many years, Bibi Dong's majesty had long since been carved into Salas's bones.

Looking at the boy before him, not yet nine years old, Salas unconsciously swallowed.

His legs trembled beyond his control, and he nearly dropped to one knee on instinct and cried, "Greetings, Young Lord."

"Ahem..."

Fortunately, Salas was a man who had weathered many storms. He forcibly steadied himself, cleared his throat, and announced his identity to everyone present.

Heaven Dou City, Martial Soul Holy Hall, Platinum Bishop!

The instant they heard that title, Ma Xiunuo and Su Yuntao sucked in cold breaths, utterly shocked!

Good heavens! He was one of Spirit Hall's highest authorities, second only to the Pope and those elders!

Low-ranking stewards from a remote place like them usually could not even meet a Purple-robed Bishop. Yet today, they had somehow brought the Platinum Bishop himself here?!

They had truly stumbled into the Heavenly Family this time!

Seeing Ma Xiunuo and the others trembling so badly that they scarcely dared breathe, Salas had originally been holding back a bellyful of rage.

Before arriving, he had planned it all out. These blind country bumpkins had hidden the Young Lord's information for nearly three years before reporting it, causing him to receive a vicious scolding from Qian Renxue.

He had to teach them a lesson today.

However, before that anger could erupt, Salas's instinctive ability to read people kicked in.

He keenly noticed that Lin Nuo spoke to Ma Xiunuo and Su Yuntao in an extremely familiar and gentle tone.

Clearly, this Young Lord thought quite highly of these low-ranking stewards and had even received favors from them.

How the hell could he still get angry now?!

If he dealt with Ma Xiunuo and the others in front of Lin Nuo, would that not be a direct slap in the Young Lord's face?

With that thought, Salas's perpetually gloomy face instantly blossomed into a kind smile as warm as a spring breeze.

Not only did he show no intention of punishing them, he lavishly praised Ma Xiunuo and the others for recognizing talent and rendering great service to Spirit Hall. His speed at changing faces left Su Yuntao completely stunned.

After some pleasantries and the handover, Salas respectfully asked Lin Nuo to pack up a little and prepare to depart for Heaven Dou City.

Just before leaving, the Platinum Bishop, who had been traumatized by the concealed information, suddenly stopped. Turning back, he swept his gaze over Ma Xiunuo with lingering apprehension.

"By the way. Your Nuoding City...

doesn't have any other talented youngsters you 'forgot' to report, does it?"

Under the Platinum Bishop's stare, Ma Xiunuo's scalp tightened. His mind raced as he hurriedly spilled all the remaining information like beans pouring from a jar.

"Reporting to Your Excellency! There really aren't any more!

However... aside from Lin Nuo, two more youngsters with Innate Full Soul Power did appear at the academy this year!"

"Oh?"

Salas's eyelid twitched. There were more experts?

"Tell me in detail."

"One is a girl named Xiao Wu, whose martial soul is the Soft Bone Rabbit.

The other is a boy named Tang San, whose martial soul is Blue Silver Grass."

Ma Xiunuo hurriedly explained as he wiped away sweat.

"But please rest assured, sir. We approached them long ago, but neither child had any interest in joining Spirit Hall.

Especially that Tang San. He is incredibly stubborn and even took Yu Xiaogang, who had spent all year mooching food and drink at the academy, as his master."

"Yu Xiaogang? That useless theory master with the flat-top haircut, who swindles people everywhere?"

Salas was briefly taken aback, then a disdainful sneer flashed through his eyes.

Blue Silver Grass with Innate Full Soul Power?

Interesting.

As Spirit Hall's Platinum Bishop, Salas instinctively sensed that there was a huge problem here.

Since when could trash martial souls like Blue Silver Grass and the Soft Bone Rabbit possess such talent?

Not to mention that the boy had taken the biggest joke on the entire continent as his master.

That path had been completely narrowed.

Still, this intelligence was a timely rain for Salas at the moment.

After the Lin Nuo incident, he was genuinely a little afraid of this sort of intelligence failure hiding in plain sight.

Now that even those two promising children who refused to join had been recorded, he had thoroughly laid all his cards on the table.

As for whether these two commoners with Innate Full Soul Power lived or died in the future, or whether they would become threats...

That was not something a mere Platinum Bishop like him needed to worry about.

The intelligence had been updated anyway, so he would simply package this troublesome matter intact and toss it to the Young Lord in the Eastern Palace to worry over.

On the official road leaving Nuoding City, a luxurious carriage bearing the status of a Platinum Bishop rolled steadily toward Heaven Dou City.

The carriage interior was lavish and comfortable, and even its soundproofing was among the finest available.

Along the way, old Salas fully embodied the phrase "respecting the worthy and humbling oneself."

Not only did he put on none of the lofty airs of a Platinum Bishop, he even personally poured tea and water for Lin Nuo like an enthusiastic old grandfather next door.

Such enthusiasm left Lin Nuo at a loss for a moment.

Were people from Spirit Hall this enthusiastic toward geniuses?

Then Salas began speaking without pause.

With great eagerness, he explained Spirit Hall's internal power structure, the tangled matters between the Pope Palace and the Worship Hall, and everything he could tell Lin Nuo.

After laying such a long foundation, Salas finally revealed the fox tail he thought he had concealed so well.

He lifted a cup of hot tea, took a casual sip, and looked at Lin Nuo with a smiling gaze.

"Speaking of which, Lin Nuo, to achieve so much at such a young age—such heaven-defying talent is simply unheard of.

I wonder what kind of outstanding parents could have raised someone as extraordinary as you?

If it is convenient, this old man would truly like to pay them a visit and properly thank them for nurturing such an unparalleled genius for Spirit Hall."