Chapter 6: Joining the Spirit Hall!

After a long silence, Su Yuntao’s expression became blank. "Xu Sheng, please take back these spirit rings now. It’s too terrifying!"

Ninety levels of innate spirit power. At this moment, Su Yuntao finally understood why he had remained stuck at the level of a mere Spirit Master... Perhaps he had exhausted all the merit he had accumulated in his past life just to encounter a reckless powerhouse with ninety levels of innate spirit power.

Xu Sheng shrugged, and with a mere thought, the nine spirit rings beneath his feet instantly merged back into his body.

Su Yuntao did not know, but Xu Sheng was well aware that the nine spirit rings he had just displayed did not belong to his Nine-Heart Blood Begonia. They belonged to another powerful weapon spirit hidden within his left hand! As for the Nine-Heart Begonia, it possessed ninety levels of spirit power, but it had no spirit rings attached to it at all.

Su Yuntao suddenly abandoned his previous demeanor. He pressed his right hand against his chest, bowed slightly, and said, "Xu Sheng, your talent is absolutely the greatest in the last thousand years! On behalf of the Spirit Hall, I invite you, Your Excellency, to join us!"

Indeed, knowing that Xu Sheng’s spirit power had reached the ninetieth level, Su Yuntao had immediately adopted a term of address of utmost respect.

Xu Sheng rested his chin on his hand and squinted. "Join the Spirit Hall?"

He had originally intended to cling to Tang San’s coattails and live a life of leisure, but now he had inexplicably become a Titled Douluo.

*Understood!* Then he would simply change his plans: join the Spirit Hall and live a life of leisure there! Besides, he was very eager to see the Pope, Bibi Dong, who possessed peerless beauty.

Tang San, Bibi Dong, a cute boy... or a woman of breathtaking beauty... Naturally, he would choose the latter!

A curve appeared on the corner of Xu Sheng’s mouth. His expression turned as cold as ice as he said, "I can join the Spirit Hall! But I hope you will keep your mouth shut about things that shouldn't be said!"

"Otherwise! I will kill you!"

A cold sword, as if wielded by a god, suddenly appeared in his left hand. The icy mist continuously emitted from the blade carved blue ice rose petals into the surrounding air. The nine terrifying spirit rings beneath his feet, radiating boundless pressure, reappeared. Under this intense coercion, Su Yuntao’s legs trembled uncontrollably until he collapsed onto his knees.

Looking up at Xu Sheng from the ground, Su Yuntao’s pupils contracted violently. "Du... Dual spirits!"

...

While others behind him could not see the light erupting from within, Tang San was different. He had already activated his Purple Demon Eye to peer inside and could clearly see the blue radiance emanating from within.

Tang San thought to himself, *That light... the spirit power seems even stronger than mine.* Could it be that Brother Sheng also had full innate spirit power like him?

As he pondered, the door finally pushed open, and Xu Sheng and a blank-faced Su Yuntao walked out slowly.

Tang San leaned over, asking curiously, "Brother Sheng? How did it go?" If Brother Sheng truly had full innate spirit power, Master Su Yuntao’s expression shouldn't look so grim.

Xu Sheng raised an eyebrow and teased, "How could your brother not have spirit power? It’s just that there are some defects with my spirit."

Only then did Tang San understand why Su Yuntao looked so expressionless; it turned out that Brother Sheng’s spirit had flaws.

Xu Sheng’s gaze grew serious. "Little San, I won't be able to go to the spirit academy with you to study later. But don't worry, we will meet again."

Hearing that the brother he had spent so much time with was leaving, Tang San’s brows furrowed tightly. "Brother Sheng, are you leaving this place?"

Xu Sheng nodded. "That’s right. In a moment, I will leave with Su Yuntao to resolve the defects in my spirit."

He reached out his right hand and patted Tang San on the shoulder, smiling. "Also, Little San, let me give you a word of advice: do not give up on your cultivation just because your spirit is Blue Silver Grass! I believe that with your talent, you can certainly do it."

Xu Sheng seemed to radiate an infinite charm, leaving even the highly self-disciplined Tang San stunned.

*That’s right,* he thought. *Brother Sheng hasn't given up on cultivation even with a defective spirit, and I have full innate spirit power! So what if my spirit is Blue Silver Grass?* He, Tang San, would create a miracle!

With this thought, Tang San’s expression became increasingly resolute. He slowly extended a fist toward Xu Sheng and said firmly, "It’s a deal! Don't let me leave you too far behind when we meet next time."

Xu Sheng smiled slightly and bumped his own fist against it. "Don't worry, your brother is still your brother. If you want to surpass me, then keep working hard."

Internally, however, he thought, *Little San, oh Little San, wanting to surpass your brother? That will be absolutely impossible until you reach the level of Titled Douluo!*

...

On the other side, Old Jack, who had been waiting for a long time, approached Su Yuntao and asked eagerly, "Master Su Yuntao, does Xu Sheng have spirit power?"

Su Yuntao glanced at Old Jack with indifference and replied calmly, "He has spirit power, but it is only mediocre. It is barely enough for him to join the Spirit Hall."

When he looked toward Tang San, he shook his head with regret. "However, that child named Tang San, although he has full innate spirit power, possesses a trash spirit: Blue Silver Grass."

Old Jack was initially excited, but his expression dimmed. "Full innate spirit power! ...Blue Silver Grass..."

Su Yuntao recalled Xu Sheng’s previous instructions and said with utmost composure, "Since the awakening is finished, I will take Xu Sheng with me, as his spirit has significant defects."

Old Jack’s aged face twitched, and he sighed, "I never expected that child to have spirit power too. Little Sheng, I leave him in your care, Master!"

Su Yuntao gave a casual grunt and called out to Xu Sheng, who was still chatting with Tang San, "Xu Sheng, it’s time to go!"

Xu Sheng waved at Tang San, turned, and walked to Su Yuntao’s side. "Yes! Master Su Yuntao!"

The two figures drifted further and further away until they had left Holy Soul Village.

...

After returning home, Tang San found Tang Hao sitting in a chair, eyes closed in deep thought.

Tang San walked in cautiously, fearing he might wake him, but before he had taken many steps, Tang Hao opened his eyes abruptly. His voice was cold. "Where is that boy?"

Tang San paused, not hiding the situation. He said truthfully, "Because of defects in his spirit, Brother Sheng left with Master Su Yuntao, who performed our awakening."

Tang Hao narrowed his eyes. "Spirit defects? Can a cannon fodder with twenty or thirty levels of spirit power even discern a spirit defect? That boy is clearly not simple..."

He suddenly snapped back to reality and looked at Tang San with a grave expression. "Little San, release your spirit."

Tang San, not understanding why, nodded. A small blue blade of grass slowly appeared in his right hand.

A look of nostalgia surfaced on Tang Hao’s face. "Blue Silver Grass? In the end, you inherited it after all..."

Tang San spoke again. "Father, I actually have another spirit!"

Hearing this, Tang Hao’s expression changed drastically. He exclaimed, "What?"

In Tang San’s left hand, a small hammer slowly emerged from his palm.

Tang Hao looked at the hammer in Tang San’s hand—a hammer he knew better than anything else—and a few tears slowly flowed from his wrinkled eyes. He said with great emotion, "Clear Sky Hammer!!!"