"Father, your son will definitely contribute to the great cause of Spirit Hall."
Qian Renchuan's expression was fervent, ready at any moment to uproot the forces obstructing Spirit Hall's unification of the continent.
"Mm."
Qian Xunfeng nodded in approval. Shortly after, he received news that Qian Renxuan, Qian Renxue, Tian Yue, and Dugu Qiubai had also followed.
Yan and Xie Yue were still on their way, having been training frantically recently due to their desire for revenge.
As for Hu Liena, after being ostracized by Yan and Xie Yue, she had surprisingly become their lapdog over the past few years.
However, Yan didn't fall for it at all. Now, the girls chasing him could line up from Spirit Hall to Wuhun City's gates. He couldn't possibly abandon a whole forest for one flower.
Moreover, he had experienced the feeling of being the center of attention and couldn't go back. Every time he recalled the days of fawning over Hu Liena, he couldn't help but remember the bitter life he had lived.
At this moment, outside Spirit Hall, Hu Liena looked at Yan and Xie Yue, who were about to enter, and said in a sweet voice, "Yan, and big brother, good luck! I believe you will definitely gain His Holiness the Pope's approval."
Currently, Hu Liena had not received Spirit Hall's resource allocation, barely reaching level 49, while Yan was already a level 60 Soul Emperor without a Soul Ring, and Xie Yue was also a level 62 Soul Emperor.
"His Holiness the Pope summoned me this time. I heard he prepared a special Spirit. I wonder what it is."
Yan's attire had been criticized by Qian Xunfeng, so he had undergone a makeover. Now, his hair flowed, his physique was just right, and his clothes were no longer outlandish, which was part of why he captivated the maidens of Wuhun City.
"Yan, your Martial Soul is special. I believe the Soul Ring His Holiness the Pope prepared for you will be very compatible with your Martial Soul. Perhaps it's a Flame Lord Soul Ring."
Xie Yue also chuckled. Although he was two levels higher than Yan, it was uncertain who would win if they fought. After all, Yan's Flame Lord Martial Soul was an ancient beast Martial Soul, much stronger than some top-tier Martial Souls.
"I hope so. A Soul Beast like the Flame Lord might have been extinct for tens of thousands of years, otherwise no one would have seen one by now."
Yan also hoped that his sixth Soul Ring would truly be a Flame Lord, which would allow him to further advance his control over his Martial Soul.
But since it was an ancient Soul Beast, it was probably long extinct.
"Let's go see the Pope first. Even if it's not a Flame Lord, it must be an extremely rare Soul Beast."
After speaking, Xie Yue was about to go see Qian Xunfeng with Yan, but saw the trailing Hu Liena behind them, head bowed, wanting to say something but not daring to.
As Hu Liena's brother, seeing her like this, he naturally knew what she was thinking.
However, the events of the previous life still prevented him from letting go of the grudge, but since Hu Liena hadn't made a mistake now, it wasn't good to completely ostracize her.
He could only sigh helplessly and say, "Sister, cultivate well for the next month. The Tian Dou Royal Team happens to be short on people. If you break through to Soul King, you might even have a chance to participate."
"Mm, I understand, big brother. I'll work hard."
Hearing Xie Yue's words, Hu Liena nodded very seriously, the disappointment in her eyes completely gone.
"Good, we'll talk to His Holiness the Pope about it. I believe with your excellent talent, sister, as long as you work hard, you will succeed."
"Okay, then I'll go cultivate now."
With that, Hu Liena skipped away from the Pope's Hall.
"Sigh, I hope you won't go astray in this life."
Xie Yue sighed, watching Hu Liena's retreating figure.
They also hadn't seen Tang San's current appearance; a shrunken Zhao Wuji, Hu Liena could be said to be a complete face-con.
If she could fancy him, she'd be blind.
"Let's go. It's best if she lives peacefully in this life. Otherwise, I'll have no choice but to intervene."
Yan said casually.
The two exchanged glances, nodded, and then entered the Pope's Hall, only to find that they were the last to arrive.
"Apologies, His Holiness the Pope, Yan and I are late."
"It's nothing. Let Yan absorb the Soul Ring first."
Qian Xunfeng said indifferently. Two cultivation fanatics, being late due to cultivation, were not to be blamed.
Moreover, he hadn't given a precise time.
"Absorb a Soul Ring?"
Yan looked around in a daze, only noticing the tall tower standing between the Pope's Hall and the Hall of Worship.
Seeing that Yan and Xie Yue were still unaware of the Spirit Ascension Pagoda, Qian Renchuan stepped forward first to introduce it to them:
"Yan, Xie Yue, you don't know yet, this is a new device father provided for our Spirit Hall's future Soul Master cultivation and Soul Ring supply."
After explaining the Spirit Ascension Pagoda, Yan and Xie Yue finally realized, their expressions filled with surprise. This meant they would all have the chance to possess 100,000-year Soul Rings in the future.
"Then I'll go first."
Led by Qian Renchuan to the Spirit Ascension Pagoda, Yan's heart pounded with excitement as he walked straight in.
As the Spirit Ascension Pagoda activated, Yan's consciousness arrived in a scorching space.
"Junior, are you the one with the Flame Lord Martial Soul?"
Directly in front of the volcano, dozens of Flame Lord Spirits lay within, the strongest already 190,000 years old.
"You are Flame Lords!"
Yan was stunned. Weren't Flame Lords solitary creatures? How could they live together? Shouldn't they be fighting tooth and nail right now?
"Nonsense. Our entire clan doesn't even have a hundred individuals. If we don't stick together, we'll eventually be slaughtered by other Soul Beasts and you humans."
The leading 190,000-year-old Flame Lord said with a human-like look of disdain.
"Forget it, kid. I've checked your body. It can only bear up to an 80,000-year Soul Ring at most. Let Little Yanzi be your first Spirit."
Saying this, it pushed out Little Yan, who was covered in molten rock, from behind it.
"Thank you, senior."
Seeing that he was truly going to possess a Flame Lord Soul Ring, Yan's heart was equally excited. He had hit the jackpot, a huge profit.
"When you become a god in the future, remember to let Little Yan return."
Letting Little Yan become a Spirit was mainly because this red-haired kid in front of them had caught the eye of that esteemed individual.
In order to have the potential to become a god, a few divine beasts would also appear in their clan, expanding their race in the future.
"Don't worry, senior."
Although he didn't know why the Flame Lord in front of him was so certain he would become a god, Yan still agreed.
Subsequently, after the 190,000-year-old Flame Lord confirmed, Little Yan began to sacrifice itself, and a black 10,000-year Soul Ring enveloped Yan.
"Blazing Fire Domain!"
As the domain unfolded and the Soul Ring merged into Yan's body, deep red flames erupted from Yan's body again, and his arms were instantly covered in armguards resembling molten rock.
"So strong!"
Clenching his power-filled hands, Yan was brimming with confidence at this moment, wishing he could punch Tang San into a pulp on the spot.
"Alright, from now on, come absorb a Soul Ring every time you break through ten levels. We Flame Lords will cover your future Soul Rings. If you can truly do it, I can become your ninth Soul Ring."
After speaking, Yan's face flushed with excitement, an unprecedented joy. Three 100,000-year Flame Lords as his subsequent Soul Rings—he had truly struck it rich.
But then he retreated from the Spirit World, yet his face was still filled with delight, his smile uncontrollable.