On the training ground, Mo Lin's five pairs of students were sparring with the Snow Empress.
Having condensed their soul rings, they had obtained their first soul skills and gained means of attack beyond hand-to-hand combat. It was essential for them to integrate what they had learned through actual combat.
The Snow Empress was also a seasoned senior. When it came to going easy on opponents while ensuring the training remained sufficiently valuable, no one in all of Grace Hall could match her.
The control she had honed through hundreds of thousands of years of experience and time was not something talent alone could catch up to.
Mo Lin merely watched from afar and did not approach. He had always been responsible only for theoretical instruction and planning the curriculum, leaving practical combat training to the Snow Empress.
Besides, going over now might distract the students and create dangers that would not otherwise arise. Mo Lin would not allow his students to fall into danger.
There was nothing in the hall that required Mo Lin's attention, so he took a stroll through the streets of Gengxin City.
Over the past year, Grace Hall had developed steadily. With a large influx of immigrants, the ratio of ordinary people to soul masters had gradually returned to normal.
The Blacksmith Association had also officially been renamed the Craftsmen Association. It no longer represented blacksmiths alone, but had become an organization jointly formed by craftsmen such as blacksmiths, carpenters, and stonemasons.
Accordingly, there were ample craftsmen to take part in every kind of basic construction. Combined with the fact that the ordinary people from Soul Beast Island had already been building here for quite some time, Gengxin City had smoothly completed its transformation from the Metal Capital into a comprehensive metropolis over the past