Compensation of Two Hundred Gold Soul Coins

"Huff, huff..." Lals panted heavily. Clearly, his temper was not well cultivated; just a few words from Huo Tian had infuriated him.

A bishop who could bicker with a six-year-old child naturally possessed little virtue.

The only reason such an overbearing man had risen to become a purple-robed bishop of Spirit Hall was his cultivation as a level fifty-eight Soul King in his thirties.

Now that he saw he could not outargue Huo Tian, Lals's expression darkened as he prepared to make a move.

"Iron Wolf Martial Soul, possess me!"

Five soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black—emerged beneath Lals's feet, and his aura immediately surged several times over.

The Spirit Hall attendants outside also released their Martial Souls, clearly ready for battle.

A fight was about to break out. Though they were outnumbered, not a trace of pressure showed on Huo Tian's face.

A disdainful smile hung on his lips as Huo Tian slowly said, "Is this how the Pope of your Spirit Hall taught you subordinates to handle matters?

Whenever words fail, you resort to violence. How domineering. Unfortunately, with the strength of you rotten sweet potatoes and stinking bird eggs, you are nowhere near qualified to act arrogantly before me!"

As his words fell, a fierce soul power aura erupted and crushed the momentum of the Spirit Hall group. Six soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black—appeared around Huo Tian.

Who would have thought that Huo Tian, the director of admissions for Flame Soul Master Junior Academy under Blazing Fire Academy, was actually a Soul Emperor-level expert?

The two auras collided, making the dilapidated little house tremble as though it might collapse at any moment. However, Lin Huo was firmly shielded behind Huo Tian and felt no pressure at all.

Lin Huo was not particularly surprised that Huo Tian possessed the strength of a Soul Emperor.

After all, while the position of admissions director sounded rather obscure,

a closer look at Huo Tian's actions revealed that this job was essentially about snatching talent from Spirit Hall.

For such a position, anyone without some real ability simply could not do the job.

"I never expected even a mere admissions director to be staffed by a Soul Emperor! Your Blazing Fire Academy really has far too many idle hands."

Lals snorted coldly, as if the gap of an entire major realm meant nothing to him.

Just as Huo Tian thought today's matter would be difficult to settle peacefully, Lals took the initiative to cancel his Martial Soul possession. Then, with his hands behind his back, he turned and strode out of the room as though nothing had happened.

The Spirit Hall attendants who had come with Lals remained expressionless. In perfect coordination, they surrounded the bishop, put on an impressive display, and left with him.

The entire sequence was executed cleanly and decisively. The stark contrast left Lin Huo, standing behind Huo Tian, utterly dumbfounded. His previously sharp mind could not process it at all.

"Damn, he can really bend and stretch, huh?" Lin Huo muttered after coming back to his senses.

Before Lin Huo could continue complaining, cracking and grinding sounds rang out all around them.

Then Lin Huo's vision blurred, and he felt a slight sensation of weightlessness beneath his feet. By the time he reacted, he was already standing in the open space outside.

Under Lin Huo's blank stare, the wooden house that had accompanied him for two years finally collapsed with a thunderous crash after suffering the pressure from a Soul King and a Soul Emperor.

He looked at the ruins on the ground, then at Huo Tian, then at Huo Tian again before looking back at the ruins. In the end, his gaze settled on Huo Tian.

Feeling the resentment in Lin Huo's gaze, Huo Tian awkwardly scratched the back of his head.

Although he had long expected Spirit Hall to send someone to trouble him, the destruction of Lin Huo's house was truly beyond his expectations.

Still, this was indeed a mistake caused by him, so there was nothing much he could say.

"Catch." Huo Tian stuffed a heavy cloth pouch directly into Lin Huo's hands.

Lin Huo subconsciously weighed the pouch in his hand. The crisp clinking of metal reached his ears.

Right in front of Huo Tian, Lin Huo pulled open the mouth of the pouch and looked inside. What met his eyes was a pile of gleaming Gold Soul Coins, with at least a hundred or so at a rough estimate.

"Whoa! This is the first time in my life I've seen what Gold Soul Coins look like."

After marveling for a moment, Lin Huo was not dazzled by the hundred or so Gold Soul Coins. He merely looked at Huo Tian and handed the pouch back.

"My shabby wooden house isn't worth this many Gold Soul Coins. Uncle Huo Tian, you should take this money back."

"You should keep it, keep it." Guilt showed on Huo Tian's face as he pushed Lin Huo's hand back.

Lin Huo might be young and not understand, but how could he, an adult, not understand?

Destroying the house was a minor matter. The real issue was that he had dragged this child into his conflict with the people from Spirit Hall.

Though today was the first time he had personally met Lals, he had long heard of the man's vile habit of seeking revenge for every slight.

With Blazing Fire Academy behind him and the cultivation of a Soul Emperor, Huo Tian was not afraid of that bastard. But Lin Huo, a six-year-old child, was different.

Slavery was rampant in secret throughout the Heaven Dou Empire. Soul master seedlings like Lin Huo, who possessed some talent but lacked any background, were highly sought-after goods.

Most nobles especially liked buying and selling such young soul masters. After taking them home and thoroughly brainwashing them, a little training of a child's values was enough to turn them into excellent slaves for guarding their estates.

If Lin Huo had not caught Lals's attention, he could have entered a proper soul master academy without much to worry about.

But this time, he had been targeted by Lals because of Huo Tian. If Huo Tian truly stood by and did nothing, Lin Huo's fate would likely not be a good one.

Thinking of this, Huo Tian's face became solemn. "Kid, Uncle will be honest with you. Because of what happened today, you've probably already been dragged into the grudge between me and that Lals.

So these two hundred-plus Gold Soul Coins are not only compensation for your house. They are also an expression of my personal apology. Just keep them properly."

"Th-this... alright, then. Thank you, Uncle." Wearing an innocent and ignorant expression, Lin Huo inwardly thought, Just as I expected.

With Lals's shitty attitude, he was one hundred percent the petty type. After humiliating himself this time, it would be strange if he did not target Lin Huo, the fuse that set everything off.

Damn it. Other transmigrators awakened their Martial Souls and could enter whatever academy they wanted, whether it was a Martial Soul academy or one of the Four Elemental Academies.

But for him, before he had even left the beginner village, a little boss had already blocked the entrance. He really was unlucky.

After this incident with Lals, Lin Huo completely gave up the idea of attending an academy under Spirit Hall.

A dignified purple-robed bishop could easily make a weakling with only innate level-five soul power vanish from the world before he had the chance to grow.

He did have a cheat, that was true, but given that he currently knew next to nothing about the soul master system, it was better to keep his head down and develop quietly.

That said, after compensating him with more than two hundred Gold Soul Coins, kind Uncle Huo Tian had still not left. Clearly, the matter of which academy Lin Huo would attend rested with him.