Ning Fengzhi Arrives

Early the next morning, Lu Yuan did not go to the training grounds. Instead, following Deacon Zhao's instructions from the night before, he went straight to the Deacon Hall.

News of the hunting grounds had already made its way back. The moment he entered, he sensed several gazes fall upon him, but no one came over to question him. Deacon Zhao had clearly given advance notice the night before. The middle-aged deacon handling the matter sat inside, with not only the records sent back from the hunting grounds on his desk, but also brief reports of Lu Yuan's several displays of strength since arriving in Tiangou.

"Level twenty-one?"

The middle-aged deacon flipped to the final page and looked up to confirm it.

Lu Yuan nodded. "Yes."

"Your Martial Soul is still the Piercing Spear?"

"It changed last night." Lu Yuan raised his right hand, and the Mountain-Shaking Spear condensed in his grasp. Its dark golden spearhead gleamed coldly in the morning light, while streaks of dark silver patterns flickered faintly within the shaft. Compared to the Piercing Spear he had used at the Royal Academy that day, the change was obvious.

The middle-aged deacon stared at it for a while, then lowered his head and turned to the Martial Soul registration section. He crossed out the words "Piercing Spear" and wrote "Mountain-Shaking Spear" in their place.

Deacon Zhao glanced at it from the side. "It was the Piercing Spear yesterday, and today the registry has to be changed again."

The middle-aged deacon set down his pen. "If this happens a few more times, Tiangou's records may need to reserve several pages just for you."

Lu Yuan said nothing. His records had originally come from Spirit City, and Tiangou was only responsible for supplementary updates. Matters involving changes to his Martial