The Soul Hall Is First Built

"Very well!"

Qian Daoliu was also curious about what good things these two boys could possibly bring him.

Just like that, Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi watched as Qiangu Zhenyue and Qiangu Zhenxie left the Spirit Hall, their figures eventually disappearing into the distance.

Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi returned to the area where the Spirit Hall was recruiting spirit masters.

At this moment, Ye Guyi was busy processing information from the applicants.

Qian Daoliu looked over and saw a crowd of male spirit masters surrounding Ye Guyi, all of them drawn by her peerless beauty and gentle temperament, vying to strike up a conversation and curry favor.

The scene was incredibly lively. As Qian Daoliu slowly approached, he called out, "Those who wish to register, line up on my side!"

Only then did the crowd reluctantly move away from Ye Guyi.

Qian Daoliu had truly witnessed the charm of his descendant.

After a long while, the first day of recruitment at the Spirit Hall concluded normally.

Qian Daoliu, Bo Saixi, Ye Guyi, and Kong Deming gathered in the meeting hall of the Offering Hall to take stock of the day's recruitment results.

After the final tally:

The Spirit Hall had recruited 108 spirit masters, ranging from Spirit Grandmasters to Spirit Emperors.

There were over 1,000 spirit engineer applicants, with the lowest being 4th-rank and the highest including two 8th-rank spirit engineers. Without a doubt, those two 8th-rank spirit engineers had come specifically for Kong Deming's reputation.

Upon hearing the final recruitment figures, Kong Deming teased Qian Daoliu with a sense of self-satisfaction: "Brother Qian, how about that? I've recruited so many talents for your Spirit Hall; how do you intend to repay me?"

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu reached into his spirit tool and produced a scroll, handing it to Kong Deming. "Brother Kong, this is the supreme mental cultivation technique of my Spirit Hall, passed down personally by the first Angel God! It can enhance not only a spirit master's spirit power but also their spiritual power."

"I am passing it to you today! I hope it helps you break through to the level of a Super Douluo soon!"

Qian Daoliu had learned from Kong Deming that he was a 9th-rank spirit engineer nearing the 10th rank.

One of the key factors in breaking through to a 10th-rank spirit engineer was that his own cultivation had not yet reached the 95th-level Super Douluo threshold!

When Kong Deming heard it was the meditation technique passed down by the first Angel God, he instinctively swallowed hard, his eyes filled with burning intensity and astonishment. He hurriedly tried to decline: "Brother Qian, this item is too precious; I truly cannot accept it!"

Though he refused with his words, his hands had already reached out unconsciously, eager to take the treasure, his actions clearly contradicting his speech.

Qian Daoliu did not find this inappropriate; instead, he said to Kong Deming, "Brother Kong, since you are an elder of my Spirit Hall, you should take this meditation technique!"

"However, I have one more favor to ask of you!"

Hearing this, Kong Deming immediately turned serious. "Brother Qian, speak your mind. As long as it is within my power, I will certainly do it!"

Qian Daoliu felt quite gratified. Although this old fellow could be oblivious at times, he was quite endearing when he was sensible.

Qian Daoliu then said, "Brother Kong, I will be leaving the Ming Capital in a few days. I hope you will look after Guyi and the Spirit Hall when I am gone!"

At this moment, hearing that Qian Daoliu was leaving the Ming Capital, Ye Guyi became anxious. "Ancestor, are you leaving Yiyi behind?"

Ye Guyi had never had any family growing up, and the few days since Qian Daoliu's arrival had been the happiest of her life.

Not only had she reunited with her family's ancestor, but she had also fulfilled the long-held wish that had remained unfinished for ten thousand years—the rebuilding of the Spirit Hall.

Hearing that Qian Daoliu was leaving again, she felt as though she were being abandoned. In an instant, her good mood vanished completely.

Seeing Ye Guyi's low spirits, Qian Daoliu stepped forward to give her a light hug and patted her back. "Silly child, Ancestor isn't abandoning you; I simply have some matters that need to be investigated!"

"It is inconvenient to bring you along for now! Once I uncover the truth, I will certainly stay by your side and watch the Spirit Hall grow stronger step by step!"

Ye Guyi replied in a voice as soft as a mosquito's hum, "Mm!"

Seeing his disciple Ye Guyi crying, Kong Deming was at a loss for what to do. He hurriedly said to Qian Daoliu, "Brother Qian, rest assured. Guyi is my disciple, and I am an elder of the Spirit Hall!"

"I can guarantee that as long as I, Kong Deming, am in the Sun Moon Empire, I will not let anyone bully Guyi or the Spirit Hall!"

Qian Daoliu said, "Good!"

As his voice fell, the Spirit Hall's Offering Hall fell into an eerie silence.

Just then, two familiar voices came from outside the hall: "Grandpa Qian, Aunt Bo, we're back!"

"Zhenyue, Zhenxie!"

Qian Daoliu immediately recognized the voices of the two boys.

He then led Bo Saixi, Ye Guyi, and Kong Deming to the door to welcome them.

"You two rascals! So you still remember how to come back!"

Qian Daoliu looked at the two men before him with some displeasure; who else could it be but the brothers Qiangu Zhenyue and Qiangu Zhenxie?

Just as Qian Daoliu was about to scold them, he noticed the two figures standing behind them.

A man and a woman.

The man was burly and sturdy with a resolute and cold expression. He wore dark gold scale-patterned armor, and his aura was powerful and heavy, exuding a sense of ferocity and dominance.

The woman beside him stood tall and slender, her skin glowing with a faint, pearlescent luster. Her long hair seemed to shimmer like flowing light, and her eyes were cold yet spirited. Fine, delicate scales flickered faintly on her skin, and her temperament was both holy and sharp.

Qian Daoliu froze, as if he saw the figures of old friends in them once again.

Qian Daoliu changed the subject and asked Qiangu Zhenyue, "Zhenyue, who are they?"

Seeing Qian Daoliu's expression shift from stern to curious, Qiangu Zhenyue immediately stepped forward to answer, "Uncle Qian, they are my friends and teammates."

"This one is called Jin Lin, a level 55 power-attack system Spirit Master!"

Qiangu Zhenyue gestured toward the burly man.

"And this one is called Guang Yao, a level 54 control-system Spirit Master!"

Qiangu Zhenyue pointed to the woman with the upright posture.

"They both wish to join the Soul Hall; do you think that would be possible?"

Qiangu Zhenyue asked Qian Daoliu with a hint of uncertainty.

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu replied without the slightest hesitation, "Of course!"

No sooner had Qian Daoliu finished speaking than he couldn't help but ask Jin Lin and Guang Yao, "Could you release your Martial Souls for me to see?"

Jin Lin and Guang Yao both looked toward Qiangu Zhenyue, and only after seeing him nod did they release their respective Martial Souls.

Qian Daoliu watched as a heavy golden radiance suddenly erupted from Jin Lin's body. A low, bestial roar boomed out as the brilliant Platinum Crocodile King Martial Soul possessed him; layers of hard, platinum scales covered his entire body, gleaming with a chilling light as a domineering and ferocious bestial aura swept wildly in all directions.

Immediately following, Guang Yao lifted her jade hand, and a translucent white Starlight Scepter adorned with tiny, shimmering stars appeared in her palm. Starlight flowed and soft light shimmered, spreading out a halo that was both holy and sharp, appearing truly eye-catching.

Standing to the side, Qiangu Zhenyue stepped forward to describe them for Qian Daoliu, "Uncle Qian, my good brother Jin Lin's Martial Soul is the Platinum Crocodile King!"

"And my good sister Guang Yao's Martial Soul is the Starlight Scepter!"

Seeing that the two's Martial Souls were not what he had imagined, Qian Daoliu felt a moment of regret, but he soon let it go.

"Zhenyue, Zhenxie, Jin Lin, do you have masters?"

Qiangu Zhenyue and Qiangu Zhenxie exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with excitement as they replied, "Uncle Qian, we do not!"