Lingxiao Hall?
Everyone repeated the name softly, savoring its implications.
"Lingxiao..." Liu Erlong's eyes lit up. "Soaring above the clouds, ascending straight to the nine heavens?"
Xiao Yin nodded, his gaze profound. "That's right. The words 'Lingxiao' embody the ambition to rise above the clouds and reach the heavens. We refuse to remain beneath others, unwilling to bow our heads and obey orders. Then we must stand above those clouds and look down upon the storms of this continent!"
"Above the nine heavens lies Lingxiao."
"We do not seek domination, only that none may bully us! We do not seek to enslave others, only to control our own fates!"
"Lingxiao Hall shall embody our will and serve as our shared oath—one day, the name of our hall shall stand above every force on this continent, and beneath these heavens, all shall know the might of Lingxiao!"
"What a Lingxiao Hall!" Dragon Duke Meng Shu clapped in admiration. "The name is grand, its meaning profound, and it suits the nature of us Soul Masters who defy the heavens to fight for our fate! Wonderful!"
Bai He stroked his beard and smiled. "Soaring above the clouds—what extraordinary spirit. The name is most fitting!"
Everyone nodded in agreement, the light in their eyes growing brighter.
The words "Lingxiao Hall" seemed to carry some sort of magic, refining the fervor from earlier into an even firmer sense of belonging and purpose.
"Now that the name has been decided, everything else will fall into place."
Xiao Yin sat down again, his expression turning solemn. "Next comes the division of duties within the hall. Without rules, there can be no order. Lingxiao Hall has only just been established. We need a clear structure and distinct responsibilities if we are to operate efficiently and weather the storms