Golden Generation of Spirit Hall Comes to Spar

Yue Guan Douluo, a Titled Douluo with the Chrysanthemum martial soul, was one of Spirit Hall's elders.

Ning Yuan sized up the character before him, someone who had not received much attention in the original work.

He had a slender figure and a gaunt face, and every movement carried a soft, elegant grace. He spoke unhurriedly, and there was always a faint trace of self-regard in his tone.

But after spending time together on the journey, Yue Guan Douluo turned out to be easier to talk to than Ning Yuan had imagined.

Ning Yuan asked quite a few questions about Spirit Hall that had never been mentioned in the original work, and Yue Guan answered them one by one, without the slightest airs of a Titled Douluo.

This gave Ning Yuan a basic understanding of Spirit Hall.

Before long, the two of them arrived before a small, independent courtyard with a refined, quiet atmosphere.

The courtyard was not large, but it was clean and orderly, with blue bricks and dark tiles, and a cluster of green bamboo planted by the gate.

"All right, this house will be where you live from now on."

Yue Guan Douluo pointed at the courtyard gate as he spoke.

"I'm living here?"

Ning Yuan froze for a moment. This place... was way too lavish, wasn't it?

What exactly was Spirit Hall trying to do?

Were they planning to train him into a death warrior?

Ning Yuan even had the sudden urge to make Bibi Dong a yellow robe on the spot and tell her to put on more clothes because the weather was getting cold.

"What, did you think Spirit Hall's academy was like an ordinary school, with six or eight people crammed into one room?"

A faint hint of pride showed in Yue Guan's tone.

"We in Spirit Hall may not have much else, but we do have plenty of land and money."

"And this is only the most basic support. Once you show enough talent in the future, even more resources will be tilted your way."

After saying this, Yue Guan handed Ning Yuan a token.

"Here. This is your identity token in the academy."

"All your information is bound to this token."

"It contains the academy contribution points awarded to you. From soul bones to meals, every resource in the academy must be exchanged with contribution points."

Ning Yuan took the token and solemnly put it away.

"All right. Rest for now and get familiar with the place. In three days, your cultivation will officially begin."

Ning Yuan looked at the private courtyard before him and was extremely satisfied.

Yesterday, he had still been living in Sea Soul Village, eating meals from anyone who would feed him.

Today, he had his own courtyard.

Spirit Hall, I love you so much.

After Yue Guan left, Venom poked a black head out from Ning Yuan's shoulder, its neck stretching long as it looked around everywhere.

[Living this well? Spirit Hall sure is rich.]

[Of course.]

[Just wonder how the food is. Can we order dishes? Then I want brain tofu, extra numbing and extra spicy!]

[All you know is eating. One of these days, I'll turn you into brain tofu.]

[Symbiotes don't have brains. Didn't you know that?]

Ning Yuan was speechless for a while.

Still, Spirit Hall's treatment really was excellent.

The three meals delivered to his door for free were all made from soul beast meat.

Not only was it delicious, it could also strengthen the body and nourish soul power.

Of course, if he wanted to eat high-level soul beast meat, he would have to exchange contribution points for it.

Ning Yuan ate and drank his fill, finished bathing, and had just been about to rest.

Then three people arrived outside his door.

Two boys and one girl.

The young man in the lead had a head of red hair and was the most excited of them all. "Come on, hurry up! Aren't you siblings curious what that kid called Ning Yuan is really made of?"

Behind him followed a black-haired youth with a calm expression, who did not seem very interested in meeting Ning Yuan. "Even if he is special, that's no reason for you two to drag me over."

Beside the black-haired youth stood a girl.

She had fox-like eyes, an oval face, and wore a faint smile.

"Innate full soul power, unknown martial soul, and he even killed a thousand-year-level soul beast all by himself..."

"If that's true, then it really is pretty interesting."

The red-haired boy was getting a little impatient. "We're already here, so let's take a look. I heard His Holiness the Pope is very interested in him. Maybe he'll be the Holy Son in the future."

"Don't you want to see what the candidate with equal status to you as Saintess actually looks like?"

The girl raised an eyebrow and said nothing.

The red-haired boy went straight up and knocked on the door, calling out loudly, "Anyone home? Come out and meet us!"

Ning Yuan walked out of the house and immediately saw two boys and one girl standing at his front gate.

Seeing that combination, along with their distinct appearances, Ning Yuan recognized them at once.

The Golden Generation of Spirit Hall.

Xie Yue, Hu Liena, Yan.

At the same time Ning Yuan was sizing them up, Hu Liena was also sizing up Ning Yuan.

Ning Yuan had just finished bathing and changed his clothes, and there was a fresh, clean air about him.

His freshly washed little face was fair and tender, his eyes big and bright. He looked like a little shota who had walked straight out of a painting.

Hu Liena hadn't taken it seriously at first.

But with one look, her eyes instantly lit up.

[That girl's looking at you kinda weird.]

[Shut up.]

[I didn't shut up. Her eyes look like they're glowing. Green!]

[...]

"Little brother, your name is Ning Yuan, right?"

Hu Liena spoke.

That voice...

So affected it gave people goosebumps.

Xie Yue and Yan froze at the same time beside her.

Their eyes met, both gazes filled with the exact same meaning.

Who is she?

No, seriously... can you talk normally?

Yan's eyes went wide.

Xie Yue covered his forehead.

At that moment, neither of them wanted to admit they knew the woman in front of them.

Hu Liena completely ignored the two of them and walked up to the gate with a beaming smile. "Little brother, open the door. We're all from the same academy. We heard a new junior arrived today, so we came over especially to get to know you."

Ning Yuan looked at the little girl in front of him, smiling like a fox, and hesitated for a moment.

In the original work, these three had a pretty decent reputation.

At least they weren't some villainous cannon fodder characters.

He opened the gate.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, Hu Liena sidled up to him as if they were already close.

She reached out and pinched Ning Yuan's cheek.

"Wow, so cute!"

"Big sister likes you so much!"

[She pinched your face.]

[I know.]

[You're blushing.]

[Get lost!]

[No, I mean, if a chick pinched my face, even I wouldn't blush. You're a guy...]

[Who the hell is blushing?!]

Ning Yuan took a discreet step back, avoiding Hu Liena's claws.

There was some displeasure on his face.

But that very contrast made Hu Liena like him even more.

Wow!

He was too adorable!

How could a human cub be this cute?

Mm, mm, mm... I can't take it anymore!

I want to ruffle him.

"You are..."

Ning Yuan still had to pretend he did not know the three of them, since this was their first meeting.

Xie Yue was the first to react.

He coughed lightly, stepped forward, and cupped his hands.

"Hello, little junior brother. My name is Xie Yue. You can call me Senior Brother Xie Yue."

He pointed at the red-haired boy beside him, who still had a dark expression. "This is Yan. He's also your senior brother."

Yan greeted him.

"Hello, little junior brother."

"As for her..."

Xie Yue glanced at his little sister, whose eyes were still shining, and felt she was a bit too embarrassing to present.

On normal days, his sister was quite proud and reserved.

What had gotten into her after meeting Ning Yuan today?

"You're the Golden Generation of Spirit Hall?"

Ning Yuan's tone carried just the right amount of surprise.

"Ah! Little brother, you actually know us?"

Hu Liena's eyes grew even brighter.

"He really is too adorable!"

Beside her, Yan scratched his head a little awkwardly too. "Not at all, not at all. Are we really that famous?"

With just a few words, Ning Yuan had flattered the two of them until they lost their sense of direction.

Xie Yue was still the calmest.

He remembered the purpose of their visit and turned to glance at Yan.

Only then did Yan come back to his senses.

"Oh, right, right, right! I almost forgot the serious business!"

"Junior Brother Ning Yuan, I want to spar with you!"

Ning Yuan thought he had misheard.

"What? You want to spar with me?"

"Are you okay?"

Ning Yuan was speechless.

"I'm only a one-ring soul master. What about you? Three-ring Soul Elders?"

"You want to spar with me, a one-ring soul master?"

Yan felt a little guilty too, but he still braced himself and said, "Little junior brother, I just heard your talent is very high and wanted to see it for myself. I don't mean anything else."

"No matter how high my talent is, you still have to give me time to develop, right?"

"Counting it all up, I only awakened my martial soul three days ago. I haven't even gone through any proper training."

"You're asking me to spar now. Isn't that treating me like I'm not even human?"

[Stop making excuses!]

[Are you afraid of that redhead?]

[You might be afraid of him, but I'm not! Let me possess you and watch me beat him until he's crawling on the ground looking for his teeth! Friendly reminder: his red hair should be pretty easy to burn.]

[You stay put, damn it! This is Spirit Hall. You think we're back in the village?]

[All three of them are core disciples of Spirit Hall. Especially that girl—she's even Bibi Dong's personal disciple, the Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall!]

[Try touching them and see what happens. The next second, the people hiding in the shadows will jump out and crush both of us into dregs!]

[Tch—if you don't dare fight, then you don't dare fight. Why make excuses...]

That was what Venom said, but it knew very well how terrifying Bibi Dong was.

If it could avoid provoking that woman, it was better not to.

This was... a tactical retreat.

Mm, that was right.

"Fighting and killing all day—Yan, I'm not trying to criticize you, but can't you think about something serious for once?"

Hu Liena stepped forward at once and shielded Ning Yuan behind her.

She looked every bit like she was saying, Ning Yuan was under her protection.

Yan froze on the spot.

Wait!

Who had been the one saying outside just now that Ning Yuan seemed pretty interesting and that she wanted to test him out?

How had she turned around and started protecting him?

So I'm the only one stuck looking bad from both sides!

But Ning Yuan gave him a way out.

"If you want to fight, it's not impossible."

"How about this... Not long. Three days. Just three days."

"Once I've adapted to my current strength, I'll spar with you."

"Really?"

Yan's eyes lit up.

"That's great! Then it's settled!"

Hu Liena turned back and glanced at Ning Yuan, the corner of her mouth curving into a sly smile.

"Little brother, when the time comes, big sister will cheer you on."

"In the future, if anyone bullies you in Spirit Hall, just use your big sister's name."

Ning Yuan looked at her face, which still carried a trace of childishness, yet was stubbornly putting on the air of a big sister.

Inwardly, he silently grumbled.

Why is this Golden Generation so different from what I imagined?