Parting

Lin Bei and Old Adam walked into Spirit Hall. There were quite a few soul masters in the first-floor hall, but neither of them saw Mashuno.

Lin Bei asked a soul master in the hall, and only then, with his directions, did they find Mashuno's office.

He led Old Adam to the door.

Knock, knock.

Lin Bei stepped forward and knocked.

"Is Grandpa Mashuno here? I'm Lin Bei."

"You're finally here."

Mashuno's delighted voice came from inside the office. "Come in, quickly."

Lin Bei pushed the door open and went in.

What entered his sight, aside from Mashuno, was a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa.

The middle-aged man's expression was very stern. He looked like someone who rarely smiled, and he wore an ornate Spirit Hall uniform. His black hair was combed neatly into place.

"So this is the genius you mentioned?"

Before Lin Bei could speak, the middle-aged soul master, who had been sizing him up ever since he entered, suddenly asked Mashuno.

Mashuno nodded. "Lord Omora, this is the child."

Then Mashuno looked at Lin Bei and introduced him. "Lin Bei, Adam, this is Lord Omora from Spirit City, a level seventy-eight Battle Soul Saint."

Old Adam looked at Omora in surprise.

"He's actually a Soul Saint." He said in amazement.

Lin Bei was a little surprised as well. He had thought Spirit Hall would send, at most, a Soul King over, but he had not expected a Soul Saint to come. They were giving him far too much face.

"Little fellow, show me your martial soul."

Omora looked at Lin Bei as he spoke.

Lin Bei nodded, then reached out and summoned his martial soul.

Endless Chaos Light surged out, then condensed in Lin Bei's hand into a plain, unadorned giant axe.

The instant the giant axe appeared, it was as if a great mountain had been added above the entire Spirit Hall, and everyone felt a terrifying pressure.

Omora looked at the Pangu Creation Axe, and the sternness on his face was replaced by astonishment.

Like Mashuno, when Lin Bei released his martial soul, he too saw the scene of Pangu splitting open the heavens—

That sky-supporting figure standing amid boundless divine light made an urge to prostrate himself in worship rise within him.

At the same time, Omora also sensed a vast and majestic Divine Might from Lin Bei's Pangu Creation Axe.

This Divine Might was like an overturned sea, like a sacred mountain pressing down, terrifying beyond compare.

"Just the aura it gives off already far surpasses the Clear Sky Hammer..."

Omora murmured to himself. When he looked at Lin Bei again, his brows and eyes were already filled with appreciation.

The Clear Sky Hammer was known as the number one tool martial soul under heaven.

Before this, the continent had never seen a tool martial soul that surpassed the Clear Sky Hammer.

Who would have thought that now, in a tiny mountain village, a little fellow had awakened a martial soul that surpassed the Clear Sky Hammer?

If those people from the Clear Sky Sect learned of this, they would probably feel miserable for a very long time.

Seeing sweat begin to appear on Lin Bei's face, Omora knew he was almost unable to hold on. So a gentle smile appeared on his stern face, and he said:

"All right, put your martial soul away."

Lin Bei immediately put his martial soul away and let out a breath.

Omora said, "You are indeed as talented as Mashuno said. In particular, the quality of your martial soul has probably already surpassed the Clear Sky Sect's Clear Sky Hammer. This is very good!"

Mashuno, standing at the side, nodded in agreement.

When he had seen Lin Bei's Pangu Creation Axe a month ago, he had felt that the quality of this child's martial soul had already surpassed the Clear Sky Sect's Clear Sky Hammer.

When he reported to Spirit City, that was exactly what he had said.

It was also because of this that Spirit City had sent Omora, who was already a Soul Saint.

On one hand, it showed how much importance they placed on Lin Bei.

On the other, it was also to ensure Lin Bei's safety.

The road from Nuoding to Spirit City was anything but safe.

Aside from the dangers posed by soul masters, there was also the possibility of encountering soul beasts.

"There's no time to lose. We'll set off today."

Omora did not look like someone who dragged his feet. He said directly to Lin Bei, "Have you packed your things?"

Lin Bei raised his head and looked at Old Adam.

Old Adam lowered his head, noticed Lin Bei's gaze, and lifted a hand to lovingly pat his head. Then he said to Omora, "Lord Soul Saint, Lin Bei's luggage has already been packed. It's on the ox cart outside."

"In that case, let's set out now."

Omora rose to his feet and spoke.

Naturally, Lin Bei had no objections.

The group walked out of Mashuno's office.

When the others in the hall heard the commotion, they all looked over.

A terrifying aura had suddenly surged from Mashuno's office just now, and the people outside were all guessing whether that Soul Saint had done something inside.

Omora ignored the gazes of everyone around him and walked outside with a calm expression.

Lin Bei and the others followed behind him.

Before they reached the entrance, they saw Su Yuntao with his head drooping, his face full of sorrow.

Mashuno frowned and asked, "Yuntao, didn't I tell you to go pick up Lin Bei and the others? Why are you here? What happened?"

Su Yuntao had originally been sent to pick up Lin Bei and Old Adam, but in the end, only the grandfather and grandson had come over, while Su Yuntao himself was nowhere to be seen.

Just now, Mashuno had been about to ask Lin Bei whether he had seen Su Yuntao.

Su Yuntao looked up and saw Mashuno and the others. He opened his mouth awkwardly, but did not know how to explain.

"I..."

"Forget it. Lord Omora and the others are leaving. Come along."

Before Su Yuntao could think of a suitable excuse, Mashuno shook his head and cut him off.

"Ah, oh."

What else could Su Yuntao do? He could only smile bitterly and follow.

The group soon arrived at the entrance of Spirit Hall.

Mashuno gave Su Yuntao a look.

Su Yuntao understood at once and immediately ran toward the corner nearby.

Before long, a luxurious carriage came driving around the corner. Behind the carriage followed a group of soldiers wearing uniform armor.

Clang, clang, clang...

The soldiers' orderly steps struck the ground with the distinctive sound of iron battle boots.

Omora stood quietly where he was and looked at Lin Bei. "Where's your luggage?"

"Lord Omora, I brought it for him."

Su Yuntao, who had come along with the carriage, handed a bundle to Lin Bei.

Omora nodded. "Then let's go."

With that, he climbed into the carriage.

Lin Bei looked at Old Adam and said reluctantly, "Grandpa, then I'm leaving. You must take good care of yourself and wait for me to come back!"

Old Adam's eyes were wet at the corners. His callus-covered hands stroked Lin Bei's little head, and his lips trembled as he said, "All right, all right. Grandpa will take good care of himself and wait for you to come back. When you get to Spirit City, you must train seriously."

Lin Bei nodded solemnly, then looked at Mashuno and Su Yuntao beside him. "Master, Uncle Tao, I'll leave my grandpa in your care!"

With his hands behind his back, Mashuno smiled gently. "Go without worry. We'll bring Old Adam to Notting City so he can spend his later years there."

Su Yuntao thumped his chest with a clang. "Go in peace. We'll definitely take good care of Old Adam!"

Taking good care of Old Adam was also one of the conditions Lin Bei had raised for joining Spirit Hall.

Lin Bei looked at Old Adam one last time, reluctant to part. "Grandpa, I'm leaving."

Old Adam waved. "Go on, go on..."

Lin Bei carried his bundle on his back and climbed into the carriage.

Neigh...

The driver flicked the reins in his hands, and the carriage started forward with a clatter, heading out of Notting City.