The day after the physical data collection was completed, at the Spirit Pagoda's underground training ground.
Morning light streamed through the high windows, casting streaks of light and shadow across the alloy floor. All seven members of the Seven Luminaries Team had arrived, and a subtle tension hung in the air.
Yesterday's test results had been like a boulder dropped into a still lake, stirring varying ripples in everyone's hearts. Xiao Cheng's nearly monstrous numbers in particular had made them all realize that this youngest boy among them had already left them far behind in terms of strength.
Everyone understood clearly that data never lied.
His terrifying physical foundation and peak spiritual power at the half-step Spirit Abyss realm were no hollow display. In the world of Soul Masters, there had never been a supreme powerhouse with glaring weaknesses.
The body bore Soul Power, while spiritual power controlled Soul Skills and Martial Souls. Sufficient physical strength and spiritual power meant one could absorb Soul Spirits of higher ages, thereby gaining more powerful Soul Skills. This was not a game; there was no such thing as one stat being absurdly high while another was pitifully low. In the real world, someone strong was not necessarily slow.
The youngest of the seven had quietly risen to the very top of the Seven Luminaries Team.
At the center of the grounds, Xiao Ran stood solemnly in white robes, his hands clasped behind his back. His aura was precise and steady. His gaze slowly swept across the seven young men and women, each wearing a different expression, and his clear voice echoed throughout the training ground.
"Yesterday's fundamental data assessment has ended, and you now understand the gaps in one another's physical and spiritual foundations. But I must reiterate: numbers on paper can never