Becoming Han Tianyi's Disciple, The Spiritual Space

"Fang Lin, are you willing to take this old man as your master?"

Just then, an aged and gentle voice drifted down from the viewing platform.

Everyone turned their heads at the sound, only to see the Illusion Brain Douluo, Han Tianyi, standing up from his seat at some unknown moment.

His white beard fluttered slightly, his plain robes stirred, and as he stood there, he possessed an air of detachment from the mundane world.

Qiangu Dongfeng was slightly stunned, a trace of surprise flashing through his eyes: "Elder Han, are you... intending to take an apprentice?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Yaozhu's beautiful eyes flickered, a hint of curiosity rising in their depths.

Her gaze fell upon Fang Lin on the awakening platform, lost in thought.

"Indeed."

Han Tianyi nodded gently, his tone indifferent, "Tower Master, this child and I are fated."

"If that is the case, then it is this child's good fortune." Qiangu Dongfeng smiled slightly.

Han Tianyi's figure flickered, appearing directly on the awakening platform.

"Elder Han!"

Su Tao hurriedly bowed, his voice filled with a mix of respect and nervousness.

Having spent many years in the Spirit Pagoda, he rarely had the chance to meet such high-ranking figures face-to-face.

Now that Han Tianyi was standing right before him, Su Tao couldn't help but tense his body, even subconsciously softening his breathing.

"Mm."

Han Tianyi responded indifferently, his gaze landing gently on Fang Lin.

Su Tao immediately understood and tactfully stepped aside, no longer intruding.

"Disciple Fang Lin, greets Master."

Seeing this, Fang Lin did not hesitate; he cupped his hands and bowed respectfully.

He wasn't joking—business was business, and one thing was one thing.

As these words fell, many in the crowd revealed expressions of envy.

One had to realize, this was the Illusion Brain Douluo, Han Tianyi.

Vice Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda, a four-word battle armor master, a black-grade mecha master, a rank 98 Super Douluo, and the contemporary leader in the field of spiritual power.

Being able to apprentice under such a prominent figure was practically equivalent to ascending to the heavens in a single step.

"Good."

Han Tianyi smiled and nodded lightly.

Just then, the figure of Qiangu Dongfeng also appeared on the awakening platform.

"Congratulations, Elder Han, on finding such a fine apprentice," Qiangu Dongfeng said, wearing a perfectly measured smile.

Compared to his earlier majesty, he appeared significantly more approachable and warm at this moment.

"Congratulations, Elder Han."

Leng Yaozhu also stepped forward, her red dress trailing on the ground, her posture graceful, every movement exuding elegance and composure.

As she approached, she brought with her a faint, ethereal fragrance that was refreshing to the senses.

With the two Tower Masters offering their congratulations one after another, the atmosphere in the plaza reached a climax.

Countless gazes fell squarely on Fang Lin, filled with envy, jealousy, hatred, and other complex, indescribable emotions.

"Little friend Fang Lin, this is a welcoming gift for you," Qiangu Dongfeng said, producing a silver-white ring.

The ring was lustrous throughout, its surface engraved with intricate soul guidance patterns.

Seeing this, Leng Yaozhu did not fall behind.

With a flip of her slender hand, she produced a pitch-black card, its edges inlaid with a fine circle of gold thread.

Hearing this, Fang Lin did not take them without permission, instead looking toward Han Tianyi: "Master."

"Go ahead and accept them."

Han Tianyi nodded slightly, his tone calm.

"Many thanks, Tower Master Qiangu, many thanks, Tower Master Leng." Only then did Fang Lin accept the silver-white storage ring and the black card.

Han Tianyi spoke up: "This old man thanks the Tower Master and Tower Master Leng."

Although his seniority was extremely high, within the Spirit Pagoda, Qiangu Dongfeng was the Tower Master after all, and the proper courtesies could not be neglected.

"Elder Han, there is no need for such formalities."

Qiangu Dongfeng waved his hand with a smile, his gaze lingering on Fang Lin for a moment, his smile deepening.

"Since this child has entered your tutelage, he is also a rising star of our Spirit Pagoda; a small welcoming gift is not worth mentioning."

Of course, the gift Qiangu Dongfeng bestowed was not only out of regard for Fang Lin's talent but also to express his goodwill toward Han Tianyi.

After all, if he could further close the distance with Han Tianyi, the benefits for him would be significant as well.

A rank 98 Super Douluo, the number one person in the field of spiritual power—the weight of such a figure went without saying.

Leng Yaozhu's thoughts were exactly the same.

Hearing this, Han Tianyi naturally understood the intentions of the two.

He spoke slowly, "Since that is the case, this old man will take his disciple and depart."

"Elder Han, walk slowly," Qiangu Dongfeng said with a smile.

Leng Yaozhu also nodded slightly, watching them leave in silence.

The next moment, Han Tianyi flicked his sleeve, and an invisible spiritual ripple suddenly expanded, causing the space to twist slightly.

Immediately after, the figures of both Han Tianyi and Fang Lin became illusory.

In the blink of an eye, they had completely vanished from the spot.

Spirit Pagoda, eighty-first floor.

Following a slight spatial fluctuation, the figures of Han Tianyi and Fang Lin appeared.

Fang Lin steadied himself, his gaze subconsciously sweeping across his surroundings.

The layout here appeared simple, yet it revealed an extraordinary quality in every detail.

Against the wall stood a row of tall bookshelves, neatly stacked with numerous ancient books and scrolls.

In front of the window sat a large desk, upon which a few documents and an exquisite soul guidance pen were scattered.

In the corner, a bronze incense burner emitted curling wisps of elegant sandalwood, adding a sense of tranquility and depth to the office.

"Teacher."

Fang Lin withdrew his gaze and called out respectfully.

"Mm."

Han Tianyi walked slowly toward the chair behind the desk, brushed his sleeves, and sat down composedly.

"This is my office. You will be coming here often, so familiarize yourself with the environment first. If there is anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me at any time."

"Yes."

Fang Lin nodded in response.

A moment later, Han Tianyi stood up and said, "Let's go. I will take you to test your spiritual power first."

"Let's see exactly what level your spiritual power has reached so that I can plan your future cultivation accordingly."

"Very well, Teacher."

Fang Lin replied.

Subsequently, Han Tianyi led Fang Lin out of the office.

Outside the door was a spacious and bright corridor.

Every few steps along both sides of the corridor, there was a soul guidance wall lamp, its soft light illuminating the entire hallway with clarity.

After walking for a distance, Han Tianyi stopped in front of a room.

"Come in."

Han Tianyi waved his hand, and the door opened silently.

Fang Lin followed behind him, and the moment he stepped into the room, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The walls of the entire room were covered in silver metal plates, densely engraved with soul guidance runes that emitted a faint blue halo.

Those runes were layered and complex, intricate and exquisite, as if they contained some profound patterns that made one feel dizzy and mesmerized at a single glance.

In the center of the testing room stood several large, avant-garde instruments with precise structures and flickering indicator lights.

"This is a spiritual power tester, specifically used for measuring spiritual power." Han Tianyi walked up to one of the instruments and tapped it a few times.

The instrument immediately emitted a faint humming sound, and the indicator lights lit up in sequence.

"Sit down."

Hearing this, Fang Lin sat on the chair beneath the device and placed the cold metal helmet onto his head.

"Hum—"

A slight buzzing sound rang out as the spiritual power tester activated.

Soft white light began to glow from the outside of the metal helmet.

On the light screen, the numerical value representing spiritual power began to jump.

1... 50... 150

The speed at which the value climbed was extremely fast, with almost no pause, as if it were unimpeded by any obstacles.

200... 220... 240...

The value easily broke through the two-hundred mark and was still soaring at a terrifying speed!

The curve on the light screen was rising almost vertically.

The final value slowly came to a halt at two hundred and eighty, ceasing its fluctuations.

The number on the light screen flickered three times before finally stabilizing.

"Born at the Spirit Connection Realm!"

Han Tianyi stared at the scene before him in disbelief. "Mental power... two hundred and eighty?!"

Among his peers, a value of two hundred and eighty was already a cheat-like, dimension-crushing blow.

For a child who had just awakened his martial soul, such a foundation of mental power could be called monstrous, or even freakish.

However, at this moment, Fang Lin had no perception of the outside world.

His consciousness seemed to be pulled by some force, suddenly arriving in an unprecedented space.

A nine-colored origin core hovered in the void. Golden radiance, azure mist, blue haze, crimson flames, yellow earth, light, darkness, time, and space.

Nine light patterns flowed ceaselessly, their aura ancient and majestic, like the breathing of heaven and earth.

Beside it stood a gate of darkness.

The gate was engraved with countless complex patterns, and though the doors were tightly shut, it exuded a heart-stopping sense of oppression.