A Quill

The staff member opened the door and led Chen Xi into the room.

The room was exceptionally spacious and tall, around two hundred square meters in size. A huge floor-to-ceiling window provided ample lighting, while the most eye-catching feature was the pattern at the center.

The pattern resembled a hexagon and glimmered with a faint sheen.

"Little friend, do you see that pattern?"

"In a moment, all you need to do is stand inside it and don't run around."

The staff member led Chen Xi before the pattern and gave him earnest instructions.

"I understand."

Chen Xi stood within the pattern, looking obedient.

Yet inwardly, Chen Xi silently prayed that he would awaken a slightly better martial soul. If not, he could accept it as long as he had Innate Soul Power.

At worst, he could think of a way later to improve his aptitude.

The staff member maintained a professional smile. As she extended a hand, pink soul power gathered in her palm before flowing into the pattern beneath Chen Xi's feet.

In an instant, a faint golden glow emerged from the pattern, forming a curtain of light that enveloped Chen Xi's body.

Within the light curtain, Chen Xi gradually felt a scorching sensation arise inside his body. Yet it was not uncomfortable; instead, it felt warmly pleasant.

Just as Chen Xi unconsciously raised his hand, the previously clear sky outside was suddenly covered by a mass of dark clouds, and rumbling thunder echoed through the heavens.

"Why is it suddenly thundering? Is it going to rain?"

The staff member glanced outside, but quickly withdrew her gaze and instead looked at Chen Xi's raised hand, a trace of anticipation appearing in her eyes.

If Chen Xi awakened a good martial soul, then as the person who guided his martial soul awakening, she would receive a reward from Spirit Hall.

If he awakened a good martial soul and was willing to join Spirit Hall, the reward she received would be even more generous.

"Little friend, open your hand and let's see what martial soul you awakened."

The staff member's voice was exceptionally gentle.

Following her instructions, Chen Xi opened his palm. A pure white quill pen, flawless from end to end and radiating an enigmatic halo, floated quietly in his hand.

"A quill pen?"

A flicker of disappointment quietly passed through the staff member's eyes, but she swiftly concealed it.

"A quill pen may still be useful."

"Little friend, put your martial soul away. Let's test your Innate Soul Power."

The staff member took out an azure crystal ball and stepped before Chen Xi.

Chen Xi withdrew his martial soul and, at the staff member's signal, placed his hand on the azure crystal ball.

The crystal ball immediately emitted a soft glow.

"Innate Full Soul Power!"

A hint of surprise entered the staff member's voice.

Looking again at Chen Xi before her, a thought arose in her heart: she had misjudged him.

At once, her smile became far more amiable.

After all, even the most top-tier martial souls on the continent would not necessarily possess Innate Full Soul Power upon awakening. Yet someone with Innate Full Soul Power could never have an ordinary martial soul.

"Little friend, what is your martial soul called?"

"We need to register it and issue you a martial soul certificate."

The staff member crouched before Chen Xi and gently stroked his hair, the smile on her face appearing especially warm.

Feeling the staff member's actions and change in attitude, Chen Xi pondered briefly before answering honestly, "Pen of Destiny. That is the name of my martial soul."

The staff member nodded slightly. She had just been about to recruit Chen Xi, but the words stopped at her lips. Thinking of Xue Qinghe, who had brought Chen Xi here, she silently dismissed the idea.

"Little friend, let's go."

"I'll issue you a martial soul certificate first, then take you downstairs."

The staff member stood and headed out of the room first.

Chen Xi followed the staff member out and went to a room next door.

The staff member sat at the writing desk in the room. After asking Chen Xi's name and some other basic information, she swiftly filled out a martial soul certificate and stamped it with Spirit Hall's exclusive seal.

After finishing everything, the staff member led Chen Xi down from the second floor.

Meanwhile, Xue Qinghe stood before the window, quietly watching the sky covered in dark clouds.

Upon hearing footsteps behind him, Xue Qinghe slowly turned and looked at the staff member. "Well?"

"Does he have the talent to become a soul master?"

At this, the staff member immediately handed over the martial soul certificate in her hand.

"A genius rarely seen in a century."

"This little friend has Innate Full Soul Power."

The staff member reported truthfully.

Xue Qinghe took the Martial Soul Certificate from the staff member and gave it a quick glance. Aside from the Martial Soul's name, name, and age, everything else was listed as unknown.

"Pen of Destiny, Innate Full Soul Power."

Xue Qinghe murmured to himself, his gaze gradually shifting to Chen Xi as a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

He truly had not expected that a moment of softness would bring him an Innate Full Soul Power genius.

"Let's head back."

Xue Qinghe beckoned to Chen Xi and walked out of the Spirit Hall Holy Temple.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Chen Xi answered and quickly followed Xue Qinghe.

As the staff member watched Xue Qinghe and Chen Xi leave, he pondered briefly before turning and heading straight for the room where Platinum Bishop Salas was, intending to report the matter truthfully.

On the bustling, lively street.

Xue Qinghe plucked a candied hawthorn skewer from a roadside vendor and held it out before Chen Xi.

"For me?"

Chen Xi's eyes sparkled.

"Yes, it's for you."

"Xiao Xi, what attribute does your Martial Soul have? What is it good at? Let me see whether I can match you with suitable soul rings, as well as decide which direction you should develop in."

Xue Qinghe asked softly.

"Pen of Destiny: glimpsing destiny, Writing the Future."

"It doesn't have any particular attribute, but its Mental Power is relatively outstanding."

Chen Xi took a bite of the candied hawthorn and answered Xue Qinghe's questions one by one.

"Glimpsing destiny, Writing the Future!"

Although Xue Qinghe remained calm on the surface, his eyes kept shifting as his mind rapidly calculated.

Destiny was something invisible and intangible. If it truly allowed one to glimpse the destiny of the future, even if only a tiny fragment of it, then at certain times, it might produce unimaginable results.

As for this so-called Writing the Future, Xue Qinghe felt that he would need to see exactly how far it could go. After all, destiny and the future were things that existed only as concepts—illusory and ethereal, never seen by anyone.