Chương 2: Tang 3: I Want to Join the Spirit Hall

Su Yuntao's expression changed drastically.

He felt that the pressure he released was torn to shreds like paper in front of that dragon's might.

Even more terrifying, that dragon's might was still crushing down on us from the opposite direction!

Su Yuntao staggered back several steps, his back slamming against a pillar with a thud, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

His legs were weak, and if he hadn't been leaning against the pillar, he might have sat down on the ground.

"You... your martial spirit can actually counterattack on its own?!"

His voice changed, and he stared wide-eyed at Su Chen as if he had seen something unbelievable.

"This is impossible! You just awakened, and your soul power is only level ten. How could this be..."

Su Chen remained standing there calmly, without even a change in expression.

His black hair fluttered slightly in the air currents stirred up by the dragon's might, and the golden dragon shadow was reflected in his black eyes. He looked like a young emperor, looking down on all living beings.

"My martial spirit is called Ancestral Dragon. The ancestor of all dragons," Su Chen said calmly.

"Your Lone Wolf is no different from an ant in its presence."

Su Yuntao opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

He wanted to refute, but the oppressive feeling brought by the dragon's might was real. His Lone Wolf Martial Soul was still trembling within him, and he dared not release it at all.

This is absolute suppression at the level of martial spirit.

It has nothing to do with soul power or level.

This is a crushing defeat due to bloodline, a difference in rank.

[Ding! The host used the Ancestral Dragon's might to intimidate Su Yuntao, shocking him once again. Shock level: Extremely shocked.] [Reward: The absorption period of the first spirit ring is increased by 500 years] [Do you want to immediately absorb the 500-year-old soul ring you've already acquired? After absorption, it will directly transform into a 1000-year-old soul ring.] Su Chen was satisfied, but did not absorb it immediately.

Absorbing a spirit ring in front of everyone is too conspicuous; we'll talk about it when we get back.

Su Yuntao wiped the sweat from his forehead and withdrew his oppressive aura with a wry smile.

He realized that he couldn't do anything about the child.

No, it should be said that he dared not test the waters any further.

The oppressive aura of the Ancestral Dragon Martial Soul gave him a faint illusion of facing a Title Douluo.

He never wanted to experience that kind of tremor from the depths of his soul again in his life.

Su Yuntao took a deep breath, turned to the other children, and said, "Awakening continues... next one..."

His voice was clearly distracted.

His gaze kept unconsciously drifting towards Su Chen, his eyes filled with complex emotions—shock, fervor, awe, and resentment.

The light of the awakening array gradually dimmed.

Su Yuntao rubbed his temples wearily, his frustration growing wildly like weeds.

Su Chen's rejection of the Spirit Hall was like a thorn in his heart, making him displeased with everything he saw.

The next few children awakened one after another, and the result was unsurprising—scythes, hoes, shovels, all useless martial spirits.

There wasn't a single one with soul power.

"Next." Su Yuntao didn't even look up, his tone growing increasingly impatient.

A boy in blue with black hair stepped forward.

Tang San.

Su Yuntao glanced at him and lazily pointed to the center of the magic circle: "Put your hand on it and close your eyes."

Tang San did as instructed and placed his hand on the magic array.

The magic circle lit up, its blue light as faint as a candle flickering in the wind. A Blue Silver Grass slowly floated out from Tang San's palm, its slender leaves swaying weakly in the air.

"Blue Silver Grass?" Su Yuntao frowned, his disdain undisguised.

"A standard useless martial soul."

Tang San's heart sank.

"Testing soul power."

Su Yuntao handed over the crystal ball, too lazy to say another word.

Next second, The crystal ball lit up with a dazzling light, indicating level ten, with innate full soul power.

Su Yuntao's pupils contracted; yet another person with innate full soul power.

It's a pity, his martial soul is Blue Silver Grass.

Blue Silver Grass is the most common and most useless martial soul on the continent, bar none.

Even if you have innate full soul power, so what? A useless martial soul is a useless martial soul. You'll never amount to anything no matter how hard you cultivate until you die.

Like a thoroughbred horse that is born with a limp, no matter how good its talent is, it's all for naught.

"Your useless martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, and you have innate full soul power. Alright, you can leave now."

Tang San silently stepped aside, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

He didn't cry or make a scene; he just kept his head down, his eyes flashing with resentment.

The awakening of all children has ended.

Su Yuntao began packing his belongings, preparing to leave the village that had left him feeling utterly miserable.

Just then, a voice rang out.

"My lord, I wish to join the Spirit Hall!"

Su Yuntao paused in his movements and slowly turned around.

Tang San stood in front of him, his back ramrod straight, his gaze fixed on him.

There was no cowardice in his eyes, only a determination beyond his years.

The children around them chuckled.

"Him? Blue Silver Grass wants to join the Spirit Hall?"

"Is he stupid? Didn't he hear the adults say that's a useless martial soul?"

Tang San ignored him and just stared at Su Yuntao.

Su Yuntao looked him up and down, a mocking smile slowly curving his lips.

"What did you say?" He deliberately raised his voice so everyone present could hear, "You want to join the Spirit Hall?"

"Yes!" Tang San's voice rang out firmly.

"I want to become strong, I want to prove myself!"

Su Yuntao smiled.

There was not a trace of kindness in that smile, only undisguised mockery.

"With your pathetic Blue Silver Grass spirit?" He sneered, his voice sharp and grating.

"Do you even know what kind of people the Spirit Hall recruits? They're at least geniuses with innate spirit power of level five or higher and powerful spirits. A piece of trash like you isn't even fit to guard the Spirit Hall's gate!"

Tang San's face turned pale instantly.

But he didn't back down, gritting his teeth and saying, "I can work hard! I'll work harder than others!"

"I, Tang San, am the best!"

"Are you a dog?!"

"Effort?" Su Yuntao laughed even harder, as if he had heard the funniest joke.

"Heh, effort? You think the Spirit Hall is a place you can get into just by working hard?"

"If hard work were worthwhile, everyone would have joined the Spirit Hall."

He pointed to Su Chen in the corner, his voice laced with an almost morbid desire for comparison: "See that kid? Su Chen, born with full soul power, a top-tier martial soul, I personally invited him to join, but he wouldn't come!"

He withdrew his hand, his gaze returning to Tang San, his eyes filled with contempt: "And you? You practically begged to come in; I'd be ashamed of you!"

The children's laughter grew even louder.

Tang San lowered his head, speechless.

Su Chen's martial soul is the Ancestral Dragon, while his martial soul is Blue Silver Grass.

The difference is like heaven and earth.

Su Yuntao wanted to continue his taunts, but a figure stepped out from the crowd.

Su Chen slowly walked up to Tang San.

The other children automatically made way for them, their eyes filled with curiosity and awe.

Upon seeing Su Chen approach, Su Yuntao immediately put on a smiling face, his change of expression incredibly fast: "Su Chen? What brings you here? Have you changed your mind?"

Su Chen shook his head and ignored him.

His gaze fell on Tang San.

Tang San raised his head, his eyes filled with wariness and humiliation, his lips pressed tightly together.

He thought Su Chen was also there to mock him. After all, it's only natural for a genius to laugh at a loser; he himself had been the one mocked in the Tang Sect before.