After arriving in Martial Soul Holy City, everyone checked into the hotel provided by Spirit Hall.
With three days left before the first round of the finals, Su Yu took Ning Rongrong, Xue Na, Zhu Zhuqing, and Long Ling'er back to his Holy Son Hall.
Martial Soul Holy City, Spirit Hall-
Compared with the Spirit Hall Branches in other cities, this main hall at the heart of the Holy City was magnificent and imposing.
Its grounds were so vast that they occupied nearly a third of Martial Soul Holy City.
Su Yu brought Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others to Spirit Hall's main entrance.
At the sight of Su Yu, the knights guarding the hall stepped forward, dropped to one knee, and placed their right hands over their chests, speaking in unison:
"Greetings, Your Highness the Holy Son!"
They wore gleaming silver armor engraved with Spirit Hall's emblem.
Su Yu nodded slightly and said calmly, "Mm, thank you for your hard work."
"It is our honor to serve Your Highness and Spirit Hall. We would not presume to call it hard work."
Drawn by its mechanisms, the enormous gate slowly opened, revealing a broad road.
Rare flowers and exotic plants grew on either side of the road, while the faint tolling of bells drifted from afar, solemn and majestic.
Su Yu led them inside. Ning Rongrong and Xue Na had grown up here, so this was a homecoming for them.
For Ye Lingling, Zhu Zhuqing, and Long Ling'er, this was their first time entering Spirit Hall in Martial Soul Holy City.
The three surveyed their surroundings, joy impossible to conceal in their eyes.
Su Yu turned to look at their different expressions. A faint smile lifted his lips as he said:
"All right, don't look so surprised. We'll be