Envy Huo Gua, Understand Huo Gua, Become Huo Gua, Finally... Surpass Huo Gua!

Faced with such a formal invitation, Zhu Zhuqing fell silent.

As the daughter of the head of the Zhu Clan of the Star Luo Empire, her mind had already been imbued with deep-seated preconceptions.

Her impression of Martial Soul Hall was not particularly favorable; although the other party spoke eloquently, for some reason, she felt an instinctive resistance.

Noticing her hesitation and internal conflict, Lin Chuan explained:

"Seeing is believing, hearing is deceptive."

"Conflicts between factions are merely the result of differing stances, leading to drawn swords and becoming enemies."

"If Martial Soul Hall were truly evil, the common people of this world would never know peace. There would be no Martial Soul Hall deacons in villages awakening children's spirits for free, nor would there be a Martial Soul City acting as a stabilizing force to balance the two great empires."

The original intention behind the founding of Martial Soul Hall was to maintain peace.

Otherwise, such a massive power would have long ago joined in when the Heaven Dou Empire was being suppressed by the Star Luo Empire.

Instead, it intervened to help the Heaven Dou Empire negotiate a peace treaty with Star Luo.

As for Bibi Dong launching a unification campaign later on, it was largely for her own sake.

Furthermore, it is a fact that only through unification can this continent develop, progress, and achieve a better peace than what exists today.

Had unification come earlier, perhaps Soul Guidance Technology would have been developed by now.

"Fine, I will join!"

Zhu Zhuqing's cold, detached voice was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

Having said this, she walked toward Lin Chuan.

Watching her back as she walked toward another man, Dai Mubai's eyes turned bloodshot, he breathed like a bull, and his internal soul power surged.

"Bastard!"

Flender's expression turned completely foul, and he released the pressure of a Spirit Saint without any restraint:

"To poach my student right in front of me, do you take me for non-existent!?"

Lin Chuan showed no reaction at all, as if he were watching the desperate cursing of a dying man.

Just like an incompetent husband.

"You overestimate yourself too much, thinking a Spirit Saint is everything?"

Being able to recruit another genius with seven to eight levels of Innate Soul Power into Martial Soul Hall made Lin Chuan quite satisfied.

After finishing the first matter, Lin Chuan waited for a while longer.

Despite the long silence, he still sensed nothing.

No matter how much Tang Hao could endure, he should have been enraged upon hearing that he was the Holy Son of Martial Soul Hall; there would certainly have been fluctuations in his mental energy.

At that time, he had already prepared himself.

He was ready to use the Blue Silver Emperor Spirit Bone skill to escape at any moment, but there was nothing.

That meant Tang Hao was not here!

With the final test concluded, Lin Chuan simply stopped hiding.

A tyrannical mental force erupted, and the mental pressure of a Spirit Douluo began to clash with his opponent's.

At this moment, the other party's soul power pressure felt as if it had struck a wall of solid copper and iron, unable to move an inch.

Watching Zhu Zhuqing arrive safely by his side, Lin Chuan made eye contact with her for the first time.

The strength and unwillingness in her eyes were so intense.

Perhaps he was a good person, but he didn't care much for such labels.

"Go wait in the back for now; I still have a second matter to deal with."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded obediently and walked directly toward the outside, only stopping after a long distance.

She didn't know why she had been so compliant, like a soldier trained for many years, strictly following instructions and obeying a superior's orders.

Perhaps it was that one look just now that gave her a sense of submission toward this true genius before her.

She knew Flender was a Spirit Saint, yet his pressure was easily resisted by the boy.

The youth looked only fifteen or sixteen, yet he was this strong.

Standing on the road by the academy gate, far from the training field, Zhu Zhuqing's beautiful eyes were fixed on the black-clad youth in the arena, and for no reason, she let this image etch itself into her heart.

"The second matter is..."

"In my capacity as the Holy Son of Martial Soul Hall, I am here to apprehend Tang San and Xiao Wu."

"I hope you will hand over Tang San and Xiao Wu willingly. Those who do not wish to be involved in this may leave now."

After speaking, a chilling aura spread from Lin Chuan.

Sensing the aura rising from Lin Chuan, Flender's heart trembled, and he felt the pressure doubling.

A... a Spirit Saint?!

No, there was even the pressure of a Spirit Douluo!

Flender's eyes behind his black-rimmed glasses were fixed on Lin Chuan; this was the first time in years he had looked at someone so solemnly.

It was as if he were looking at a monster, a freak of nature without precedent!

Could it be some ancient monster wearing a human skin?

But the voice and the vitality of the body didn't feel right!

He tried hard to distinguish, but no matter how he looked, it didn't seem like the kind of old monster who had lived for forty or fifty years.

There was the vitality of a young body, without the twilight of those old fossils; instead, that calm demeanor made him seem incredibly mature for his age.

"Young friend can be considered young and promising; at such a tender age, you have already reached the strength of an old guy like me."

How could the shrewd Flender do anything foolish? He would have to weigh his options even when facing a Spirit Saint.

Not to mention, the other party had claimed the title of Holy Son!

At first, he hadn't believed it, as Martial Soul Hall had never held a so-called "Holy Son Consecration Ceremony."

But he did not doubt that Martial Soul Hall was hiding someone, secretly cultivating a peerless genius.

Looking at the other party's strength, this possibility increased significantly.

That was Martial Soul Hall!

And what kind of status was the Holy Son?

To say he was one person below ten thousand was an understatement; he was the person who might inherit Martial Soul Hall in the future!

But he couldn't gamble on these things; otherwise, one careless move and he would find himself in an abyss.

"However... may I ask exactly what Tang San and Xiao Wu have done?"

"After all, this Tang San is the disciple of a good friend of mine, so I need to ask about this clearly."

Lin Chuan waved his hand, his expression indifferent:

"Tang San is innocent, he can get lost; Xiao Wu, can you come with me now?"

He knew that Tang San still had an opportunity waiting for him.

He wouldn't kill Tang San for the time being; when he broke through to level thirty, he could follow him and then start searching near the Star Dou Forest.

After all, he had only determined a timeframe.

As for whether Tang San would actually encounter the Man Faced Demon Spider, it was hard to say.

Situations driven by destiny like this were not something he could calculate himself.

He dared to come because, firstly, he wasn't afraid of losing, and secondly, this opportunity wasn't exclusive to Tang San.

If one were to talk about the distribution of destiny, that External Soul Bone from the Man Faced Demon Spider originally belonged to Meng Yiran.

It was just a collision of destiny; between the two, Tang San's destiny was higher, so it was devoured.

Destiny was not a forced distribution, but an investment—an investment in all things.

Geniuses who stood out among everyone would be invested in, much like the traffic pushed to novels: if the momentum was strong, the platform would give more, and as more people watched, it would yield financial returns.

Of course, this was merely Lin Chuan's speculation.

Under normal circumstances, destiny was not bound.

If it were truly bound, he wouldn't be able to obtain the opportunities from the original work at all.

Perhaps these opportunities carried destiny themselves; once he took them, he would naturally be noticed by the world, and the investment in him might even increase.

Envy Huo Gua, understand Huo Gua, become Huo Gua, and finally... surpass Huo Gua!

In order to obtain more opportunities from his memories and become stronger, Lin Chuan would not give up on Xiao Wu, this hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring, at this moment.

Once he finished absorbing the Spirit Ring, he could ask his master to take the initiative to observe Meng Yiran from the shadows.

Based on the timing of her breakthrough, he would go to scavenge and intercept; if he couldn't find her, he would run off to the Far North.

The Far North was a good place, and Tian Meng was a great opportunity!