The grand welcome ceremony lasted a full two hours.
Only after the crowd had gradually dispersed was Li Xuansheng finally able to free himself from countless congratulations, greetings, and curious stares. He did not immediately return to his own courtyard, instead heading straight for the family head's study in the core area of the Li Family estate.
He knew his father would be waiting there.
The study door was half-open. Li Yuanhui stood by the window, gazing at the courtyard outside, which had returned to tranquility. Hearing footsteps, he turned around. His face bore unmistakable weariness, but his eyes were filled with relieved gratification.
"Father." Li Xuansheng entered and bowed.
"It's good that you're back." Li Yuanhui strode forward, placing both hands on his son's shoulders as he carefully examined him. His gaze lingered briefly on those eyes, restored to their normal black but seemingly deeper than before, then swept over the faintly circulating Soul Power fluctuations around him, not yet fully restrained.
Level seventy-five.
A fifteen-year-old Soul Sage, with a seventh soul ring that was one hundred and twenty thousand years old.
Though Li Yuanhui had long prepared himself mentally, the sight of it firsthand still stirred turbulent waves in his heart. It not only meant his son's talent was unparalleled throughout history, but also spoke of the unimaginable danger behind that hunt.
"Sit." Li Yuanhui suppressed his emotions and pointed to the chair opposite the desk before returning to his own seat. "Tell your father, how did this trip... truly go?"
Li Xuansheng sat as instructed and removed a silver-white thumb ring from his storage Soul Tool. Moonlight seemed to flow within it as he gently pushed it before his father.
"What is this?" Li Yuanhui picked up the thumb ring. It felt warm and smooth to the