Chapter 6: Spirit Beasts Attain Spirit

In the office, Master Mashuonuo had Zhou Yu manifest his martial soul and release his Spirit Ring, then picked up a yellow crystal ball from a nearby desk.

"Channel your soul power into it, let me see what level you've reached."

After hearing this, Zhou Yu took the yellow crystal ball without hesitation, held his breath, and poured his soul power into it.

The crystal ball gradually emitted a pale yellow glow—dim but exceptionally clear, as if imbued with profound power.

"This… this is thirteen-level soul power!"

Master Mashuonuo stared at Zhou Yu in shock, as if gazing at a small monster.

His expression suddenly turned serious. "Zhou Yu, would you like to join the Spirit Hall and become a Spirit Master exclusively affiliated with it?"

Zhou Yu replied without hesitation: "I will!"

Upon joining the Spirit Hall, a Spirit Master's cultivation will be transferred directly to a school established by the Spirit Hall.

After completing the registration procedures, Si Si took Zhou Yu back to the main hall.

As his nominal mentor, she now felt deep pride and satisfaction within.

On the way, Si Si removed a silver ring from her finger and said gently: "Zhou Yu, this is for you."

Zhou Yu froze, then slowly extended his hand and took the ring.

The ring was set with a small, milky-white jade stone—no larger than a thumbnail, smooth and plump, with a soft luster, clearly an exceptional gem.

"Thank you, Teacher!"

Zhou Yu did not refuse, joyfully slipping the ring onto his finger.

Si Si smiled knowingly and added: "It's a Hundaogi—it holds one cubic meter of storage space, convenient for storing items later."

…

Back in the hall, the young man was speaking with a boy.

Seeing Zhou Yu and Si Si return, he rushed forward eagerly and introduced: "Si Si, this is the child I told you about—born with full soul power. Too bad his martial soul is Blue Silver Grass. Otherwise, his future would've been limitless! He's already obtained a Spirit Ring—he's officially a Spirit Master now. Could you wait here for me? I'll take him to the reception hall to meet Master Mashuonuo."

When Si Si heard Su Yuntao mention "born with full soul power," her eyes brightened slightly—but upon seeing the boy's face, her delight instantly turned to disdain. She nodded and said: "Go ahead. I'll wait here."

The person Su Yuntao referred to was Tang San—he too had come to the Spirit Hall for Spirit Master testing.

Tang San smiled politely and followed closely behind Su Yuntao.

As he passed by, Si Si swiftly seized his wrist and flashed a mischievous smile: "Such soft, supple hands—we've met before, haven't we?"

Tang San slightly furrowed his brow, then instantly reverted to a guileless expression and replied: "Auntie, we met in the Liehun Senlin."

Upon hearing "auntie," Si Si's expression darkened. She released his wrist and said coolly: "Oh right, I remember now. Go on, hurry up."

After they left, Zhou Yu's expression turned grave. He sighed: "So young, and already blind. She's clearly a beautiful girl—how dare he call her 'auntie'? Mouth like a dog, spitting out nothing but nonsense."

This remark made Si Si burst into laughter, her smile blooming like a flower. She took Zhou Yu's hand and said cheerfully: "Come on, big sister's taking you to eat something delicious!"

As they stepped out of the Spirit Hall, Zhou Yu suddenly asked: "Teacher, just now you…"

"Mm, I was testing whether he had a sleeve dart on his wrist."

"Since there's none on his right hand, it's likely on his left."

"Once we find proof, even if Nuoding Chuji Hunshi Xueyuan ignores it, the Spirit Hall won't stand idly by."

Before Zhou Yu could finish asking, Si Si had already revealed her intent.

Deeply moved by her concern, Zhou Yu resolved to seek justice his own way, and said firmly: "Teacher, don't interfere. In the future, I'll settle this my own way."

"Since you call me Teacher, if you ever need my help, don't hesitate to ask." She gently stroked Zhou Yu's head and continued: "This year, the Spirit Hall has selected many promising students. Prepare yourself—in a few days, someone will take you to the Junior Spirit Master Academy."

"Yes, Teacher!"

Zhou Yu nodded silently in response.

He knew that joining the Spirit Hall was currently the best path to rapidly strengthen himself.

…

On the other side, Tang San successfully registered as a Spirit Master, then applied for an apprentice position at the Tiejiangpu.

Upon learning he had become a Spirit Master, Xiao Wu rushed to the Spirit Hall to register as well.

Thus, Tang San officially became a member of the Tiejiangpu, beginning a fulfilling life.

Xiao Wu smoothly obtained the title of Spirit Master and became the academy's recognized "Xiao Wu-jie."

As for Zhou Yu, he had now officially embarked on his journey to the Spirit Hall's Junior Spirit Master Academy.

After seeing him off, Si Si secretly kept watch on Tang San's movements.

Zhou Yu had said he would settle the score his own way in the future.

But as his teacher, Si Si also wished to stand up for her student.

The Nuoding Chuji Hunshi Xueyuan operated on a one-year-per-term system; students could not return home during term, but relatives could visit anytime.

Tang San had longed countless times for his father's arrival—but by the end of the term, Tang Hao had not shown his face.

Fortunately, his life was full enough that he had little time to dwell on longing.

Before he knew it, a full year had passed, and he finally had the chance to return home and visit his long-absent father.

Tang San took leave from the Tiejiangpu and even specially purchased a brand-new forging hammer, planning to gift it to his father as a surprise.

As he packed his belongings, he glanced at Xiao Wu and asked softly: "Xiao Wu, classes are over tomorrow—are you going home?"

Xiao Wu leaned against the bed, her eyes filled with melancholy—unlike her usual lively cheerfulness—and replied: "I'm not going home. Maybe I'll just stay at the academy."

Tang San was startled. "It's been a whole year—haven't you missed home?"

Xiao Wu's eyes suddenly lit up. "Xiao San, isn't your house near the academy? Why don't I come with you? No one here plays with me anyway."

Tang San's lips curled slightly. "If you want to come, come. But my father's temper isn't good."

Xiao Wu waved it off, cooing: "I'm so adorable—your dad will love me for sure."

Saying this, she deliberately put on a sweet expression and playfully winked at Tang San.

Others might be fooled by her appearance, but Tang San had seen her erupt like a volcano too many times. He merely sighed helplessly: "That act doesn't work on me. Good thing you're only seven—if you grow older, you might actually have the makings of a fox spirit."

"What is a fox spirit?" Xiao Wu asked curiously.

Tang San's lips curled slightly, a hint of mockery in his voice as he said, "It's a Spirit Beast that has attained sentience, specializing in seducing men."

Xiao Wu paused for a moment, noticing Tang San's gaze suddenly turn strange.

Hearing this, a look of astonishment flashed across Xiao Wu's face, and she immediately noticed Tang San's eyes had become somewhat peculiar.

Her emotions instantly boiled over; she roared in anger, "Go die! How dare you call me a fox spirit! I challenge you to a duel!"

The words had barely left her lips when she leaped from her bed, claws and teeth bared, and lunged at Tang San.

(End of this chapter)