Tang San: Long Live Spirit Hall!

When he heard that this young man was willing to take him in directly, Tang San's first reaction was hesitation.

But then he remembered that he was, after all, a one-ring Soul Master, and he hurriedly nodded.

"Thank you. I won't let Spirit Hall down."

"I'll show all my strength and repay Spirit Hall properly."

Tang San spoke as he looked earnestly at the young man.

The young man patted his shoulder, silently placed his left hand over his chest, and said, "Long live Spirit Hall."

As the young man's voice rang out, all the gold-armored soldiers standing solemnly behind him brought their feet together, leaned forward slightly, pressed their left hands to their right chests, and shouted in unison.

"Long live Spirit Hall."

Chen Ye's expression turned somewhat strange as he watched the bearing of this group.

But Tang San had already copied their gesture and shouted along with them, "Long live Spirit Hall."

Chen Ye's expression grew even stranger upon hearing Tang San say those words.

But he was not planning to waste any more time.

After all, once Yu Xiaogang found out, Xiaogang would never let Tang San leave.

He was not an idiot. How could he fail to see that?

After all, whose son was Tang San?

Xiaogang had already figured that out.

If Tang Hao learned that he had brought Tang San into Spirit Hall, Tang Hao would definitely come and fight to the death.

This was not something Yu Xiaogang was willing to bear.

But Chen Ye had nothing to do with that.

As the group boarded the carriage, Chen Yue, who followed behind them, appeared somewhat cautious.

However, the young man and the other Spirit Hall soldiers treated Chen Yue with considerable courtesy.

Because Chen Ye's talent was simply too high.

A dragon-type martial soul, and a thousand-year soul ring as his first soul ring—such talent far surpassed what Xiao Wu had displayed.

In the future, he might truly become an important figure.

Investing in someone with such potential was profitable no matter how one looked at it, or rather, entirely reasonable.

As long as he had even the slightest chance of growing stronger, the returns he could bring to ordinary Spirit Hall soldiers like them would be immeasurable.

And there was not a single fool here.

That was also why the old Spirit Hall guard had introduced Chen Ye without the slightest hesitation.

He knew Chen Ye's talent, and he knew even better the price he might have to pay in the future if he failed to make that introduction.

Once Chen Ye displayed sufficient talent in the future and entered Spirit Hall's upper ranks, toward someone like him who had not offered a helping hand—

If Chen Ye developed even the slightest resentment, then once he climbed high enough, a mere thought from him could doom the old man beyond redemption.

As the saying went.

When facing those above you—or rather, facing the strong—you could choose not to help them, but you must never belittle them, much less bully them while they were still weak.

Otherwise, even if they did not remember the matter, once others learned of it, plenty of people eager to curry favor with them would be willing to take revenge on their behalf.

By then, the carriage was ready. The group entered the cabin and quickly headed out.

Outside Notting City, the tents had already been set up.

A middle-aged man stood there in silence.

He was the person responsible for receiving them this time.

His task was to transport talented youths from the surrounding regions to Spirit City.

At present, fifty or sixty people had already gathered here.

The middle-aged man did not particularly care about the newcomers.

One more or one fewer made no difference.

He had been doing this for years. Only when he encountered a truly astonishing, terrifyingly gifted prospect would he show a few traces of seriousness.

At that moment, the door was pushed open. Seeing the young man enter, the middle-aged man nodded at him.

"You're back, Xiao Song. How did it go? Did you bring back that genius named Chen Ye?"

"Reporting to the captain, we've brought him back. We also recruited two more prospects. Both have innate full soul power, and their soul rings are quite good as well."

The young man spoke as he bowed slightly in salute.

The middle-aged man merely nodded calmly, not taking it too seriously.

Innate full soul power was indeed rare in the world, but it ultimately had little to do with them.

Still, he asked carefully about the situation.

When he heard that someone's soul ring was only ten years old, the middle-aged man was somewhat surprised.

After all, those with innate full soul power generally chose hundred-year soul rings.

But when he heard the words "Blue Silver Grass," the surprise in his eyes faded into calmness.

"If it's Blue Silver Grass, then that's normal. It doesn't matter. Blue Silver Grass may be weak, but it's not unusable.

"There are quite a few weak martial souls in our ranks as well. Don't be prejudiced. On the contrary, we can try to win him over."

"People like him are the easiest to absorb into Spirit Hall in the future, to become one of our own. Those with high talent have plenty of places they can go.

"But that Tang San will most likely join our knight corps in the future."

As the middle-aged man spoke, he patted the young man on the shoulder.

The young man nodded seriously, then saluted and turned to leave.

The room at the time was merely a small tent.

Four people sat inside, making the space feel somewhat crowded.

Yet none of the four showed the slightest sign of discomfort.

They would rest here for the night and set out tomorrow morning.

They were expected to return to Spirit City in roughly four or five days.

The strongest combatant in this group had reached four rings, which was considered fairly good strength even within Spirit Hall.

With a four-ring Soul Ancestor escorting them, there would basically be no problems within the Heaven Dou Empire.

The Heaven Dou Empire had once tried to interfere with Spirit Hall's recruitment of such talented prospects.

But at present, the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire were locked in fierce conflict.

Furthermore, Spirit Hall had always maintained neutrality. Though both the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire resented this gathering of talent and even harbored other thoughts, neither would show it openly.

Time passed quickly.

Early the next morning, the group set out.

All the youths rode in carriages, surrounded by Spirit Hall guards.

After roughly four days, they had passed from the territory of Heaven Dou City into the domain of Spirit City.

Spirit City covered an extremely vast area.

Its primary purpose was to ease the tensions between the two great empires, or rather, to prevent the two empires from clashing within this region as much as possible.

Thus, it was exceptionally peaceful here, and the environment was quite tranquil as well.

Whether in terms of the residents' living conditions or other aspects, it was far better than most places.

Compared to the border cities ravaged by war, this place was practically paradise.

At that moment, the line of carriages slowly entered.

The city gates opened, and they went directly into Spirit City through a side gate.

Besides the iconic grand institution known as Spirit Academy, Spirit Hall also had several Spirit Junior Academies under its authority.

They would be assigned to study at the various junior academies.

After completing their studies, those with outstanding results could enter Spirit Academy for further education.

Those who performed poorly would enter cavalry or infantry training corps for instruction.

After being tempered for several years, they would be assigned to Spirit Hall's standard military corps and become members of the army.