Qian Xunji Takes a Disciple

Faced with Qian Xunji's offer of apprenticeship, Ban Shu bowed without a moment's hesitation: "This disciple is willing to take you as my master!"

In this current era, only two organizations stand above all others, reigning supreme at the pinnacle of the world.

The first is the Clear Sky Sect, founded by Tang Chen, who is hailed as "invincible on land," and the second is Spirit Hall, which is protected by the Angel God and boasts the presence of Qian Daoliu, known as "invincible in the sky."

However, the Clear Sky Sect is a clan-based organization where every inner disciple possesses the Clear Sky Hammer as their martial soul; a wielder of a halberd like him would never fit in there.

Moreover, Spirit Hall would never let him live long enough to reach the Clear Sky Sect.

But things are different in Spirit Hall. As the Pope's personal disciple, Ban Shu is guaranteed an abundance of resources.

His own status will also rise with the tide; within Spirit Hall, aside from elders like Qian Daoliu, who would dare not show him respect?

"Very good. From this day forth, you are my, Qian Xunji's, personal disciple. From now on, you shall enjoy the highest treatment in all of Spirit Hall!"

Seeing Ban Shu agree without hesitation, the smile on Qian Xunji's face deepened, and he couldn't help but reach out to pat Ban Shu's head.

"Xiao Ban, you must cultivate diligently in the future. Do not lose face for your master, understand?"

"Yes, I understand, Master."

Ban Shu nodded obediently, the massive Painted Halberd in his hand swaying slightly.

"You... put your martial soul away first, lest you hurt someone."

Qian Xunji stepped back a few inches. Although this weapon shouldn't be able to harm him, after witnessing its might just moments ago, it was better to be cautious.

"Oh, alright, Master."

Ban Shu nodded obediently and extended his right hand to retract the Painted Halberd.

"Ahem!"

Qian Xunji coughed twice, then walked back to his seat with his hands behind his back: "Yan Qiang, continue."

"Yes."

Yan Qiang, the Red-clad Bishop who had just regained his composure, hurriedly responded. He stood up and continued awakening the martial souls for the children.

Yet, the glances he cast toward Ban Shu from time to time were filled with absurdity and disbelief.

He, a dignified Spirit Saint-level powerhouse, had actually been intimidated by a brat who had just awakened his martial soul! If this got out, his peers would laugh their heads off!

The subsequent awakenings passed quickly. With a super genius like Ban Shu present, the others could no longer catch Qian Xunji's eye.

Once the awakening ceremony finally concluded, Qian Xunji immediately stood up and walked over to Ban Shu, gently patting his head.

"Xiao Ban, I will make arrangements tomorrow. From now on, you will live within Spirit Hall."

"This way, it will be convenient for me to guide your cultivation. If there is anything you don't understand in the future, you can ask me, or ask the others in Spirit Hall."

"Alright, Master."

Ban Shu nodded obediently and agreed.

"Mm."

Qian Xunji nodded in satisfaction, preparing to head back. There were still many matters to attend to in Spirit Hall, and his visit today was already a rare exception.

"Oh, right, Master."

Ban Shu suddenly tugged at the corner of Qian Xunji's robe and looked up at him: "Master, I would like to bring someone else with me. Is that allowed?"

"Oh? Who do you want to bring?"

Although it was a question, Qian Xunji could roughly guess who Ban Shu was talking about.

"I have an older sister named Bibi Dong. She is very kind to me, and I want her to come along so she can live in a good environment just like me."

Qian Xunji felt a warmth in his heart. His disciple still knew how to be grateful; not bad at all.

"Of course, that is no problem. You can tell your sister later, and bring her tomorrow."

Facing Ban Shu, who was already his disciple, Qian Xunji naturally agreed without hesitation, smiling warmly.

In any case, he was going to take Bibi Dong as his disciple sooner or later; having her come now was the same thing.

He was still just a child, after all. No matter how mature he appeared on the surface, there was still a side of him that was naive.

Moreover, it is good to have someone in one's heart. As long as there are concerns, it is absolutely impossible for him to betray Spirit Hall easily.

As long as Bibi Dong and Ban Shu cared for each other, they would be locked into Spirit Hall, never daring to betray it.

After giving Ban Shu some instructions and handing over his own token as a keepsake, Qian Xunji prepared to head back.

As for taking Bibi Dong as a disciple, it wouldn't be too late to discuss that when they met tomorrow.

Watching Qian Xunji's retreating figure, Ban Shu was finally able to let out a long sigh of relief.

The most difficult moment had passed; what followed would depend on Ban Shu himself.

If he possessed such a powerful martial soul and still ended up achieving nothing, he might as well run headfirst into a tree and die.

Besides...

Ban Shu reached out his hand, and the Painted Halberd was summoned forth. Unlike the first time, he had shrunk it down to a size that suited him, making it look much more harmonious.

Gently stroking the Painted Halberd, Ban Shu closed his eyes once more, but he did not see the figure of the Divine Steed Ban from before.

Opening his eyes, Ban Shu sighed, "It seems I still need to level up and obtain a spirit ring."

His intuition told him that he was not yet in his complete form; if he could undergo a second awakening, he might be able to obtain the full power of the Divine Steed Ban.

When that time came, Xiao Ban could even arrogantly declare, "I'm not targeting anyone in particular; I'm just saying that everyone here is trash!"

"Xiao Ban!"

Bibi Dong's excited voice rang out. Ban Shu could hear the joy in her tone and smiled, retracting his martial soul and turning around to greet her.

However, to his surprise, that graceful figure arrived before him in an instant, opening her arms to pull him into a fierce embrace.

"Xiao Ban, you're amazing! Innate full spirit power!"

Bibi Dong hugged Ban Shu tightly, "Not only that, but you've also been taken as a disciple by His Holiness the Pope. This is just wonderful!"

"Ugh! X﹏X"

Ban Shu slowly reached out his hand to signal for help, but he was being squeezed to the point of oxygen deprivation, and his arm fell limply to his side.

"What's wrong with you?"

Hearing the whimpering coming from Ban Shu in her arms, Bibi Dong was a little confused. She looked down, only to find Ban Shu motionless in her embrace, looking as if he were done for.

"Xiao Ban!"

"Ugh... my head hurts."

Ban Shu slowly opened his eyes, a flash of confusion in his gaze.

"Xiao Ban, are you alright?"

Suddenly, Bibi Dong's face appeared in Ban Shu's field of vision, asking with a look of concern.

"What happened to me?"

Ban Shu clutched his forehead. He only remembered Bibi Dong suddenly hugging him, and then everything went black; he couldn't remember anything else.

"Well, about that..."

Bibi Dong scratched her cheek with a guilty expression, then decisively changed the subject, "Xiao Ban, congratulations on awakening innate full spirit power! You're so great!"

"It's nothing, isn't Sister Dong'er also a genius with innate full spirit power?"

Ban Shu didn't dwell on it any further and propped himself up on his arms to get up, but he felt something soft beneath his hand.

"Hm?"

Ban Shu was puzzled; the sensation felt a bit off. He looked down and realized he was actually resting his head on Bibi Dong's lap.

"Little rascal."

Bibi Dong blushed and reached out to press him back down, "You haven't recovered yet, just lie down."

"Oh, alright."

Although Ban Shu "protested in every way," he ultimately couldn't win against Bibi Dong, so he had no choice but to continue enjoying it. Sigh, what a struggle.