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The next morning, Xiao Lin followed his usual routine.
He quietly dispatched a letter to Spirit City, publishing the thesis he had written the previous day. As for this time, Xiao Lin only signed the name "Old Yao" on his thesis.
Just like the previous times, as soon as Spirit Hall received a thesis published in such a "shocking" style, it was immediately delivered into the hands of Pope Bibi Dong in the Pope Hall.
"The same handwriting again. Isn't this 'Old Yao' just Xiao Yan?"
A smile bloomed like a flower on Bibi Dong's exquisite and beautiful face.
Xiao Yan's little tricks could only fool those who weren't very bright. Because Xiao Yan's previous papers were of such high quality, Bibi Dong began reading with a sense of anticipation.
After only a short while, Bibi Dong's entire demeanor shifted completely. Her expression changed from one of mere anticipation to one of utter shock.
Bibi Dong was so stunned by the new thesis that she was left speechless.
"This... this... Martial Soul Data Panel."
At first, Bibi Dong thought the thesis wouldn't be of much use, finding only the final Martial Soul Data Panel somewhat interesting. However, upon second thought, she quickly realized something was very different.
The utility of this Martial Soul Data Panel was simply too great.
Although she couldn't understand some of the strange characters on the panel, after reading the explanations provided afterward, Bibi Dong grasped the approximate meaning of the symbols.
Looking back at the thesis from the end to the beginning: first, the Martial Soul Data Panel described the advantages of the Ball of Yarn Martial Soul; then, using those advantages, more suitable soul beasts were selected.
Finally, several perfect soul skills were developed as described in the paper.
This meant that even a "trash" Ball of Yarn Martial Soul could possess formidable advantages.
In terms of reconnaissance, if a Soul Master with a Ball of Yarn Martial Soul had slightly higher talent—by making the yarn smaller and tougher—the Martial Soul could even possess powerful destructive force.
This was the judgment Bibi Dong made based on her years of experience as a Soul Master. To think that this new thesis, which seemed unremarkable at first glance, actually possessed such immense utility.
This would allow Spirit Hall deacons, while helping awaken Martial Souls in remote village areas, to discover functional Soul Masters whose Martial Soul quality wasn't high but who were exceptionally specialized.
This would be of immense help to Spirit Hall's future plans.
For once, Bibi Dong did not want to publish this thesis immediately.
She knew clearly that within Spirit Hall, there were many who held high positions but did nothing useful. Those who truly served the people were few and far between.
Among the Spirit Hall deacons helping to awaken Martial Souls, were there those who demanded payment before helping others? There certainly were!
Furthermore, there were commoner genius Soul Masters that Spirit Hall failed to recruit. Wasn't that because some branches were failing in their duties?
If the deacons of Spirit Hall were diligent and the organization continuously absorbed new geniuses, their strength would have long ago crushed the two Great Empires and the other sects.
Would there even be a need for Qian Renxue to pose as Xue Qinghe and replace Emperor Xue Ye of the Heaven Dou Empire?
Those deacons who didn't do their jobs properly held the power to distribute genius Soul Masters. If one of them secretly told a local noble in exchange for a trade, the news of those geniuses would be leaked.
Thinking of this, Bibi Dong couldn't help but snort coldly.
The powerful aura of a Titled Douluo erupted from her.
The shock caused the entire Pope Hall to tremble.
"Lord Pope, what has happened?"
At that moment, the Chrysanthemum Douluo, Yue Guan, hurriedly appeared to prevent Bibi Dong's fury from damaging the surrounding structures.
"Hmph. Yue Guan, take a good look at this thesis."
Bibi Dong threw the paper directly.
Her powerful soul power control allowed the paper to fly steadily into Yue Guan's hands. Yue Guan was somewhat confused but began to read.
Upon reaching the beginning, Yue Guan was stunned and asked in confusion, "Lord Pope, is this also from Xiao Yan...?"
"Yes."
After receiving Bibi Dong's confirmation, Yue Guan focused his spirit and read the thesis with full concentration, afraid of missing a single word.
"Gui Mei, I need you to seize control of everyone who has come into contact with this thesis. I do not wish for anyone from any other power to know the details of this paper."
While Yue Guan was still reading intently, occasionally sucking in a breath of cold air, Bibi Dong called for Gui Mei.
In a corner of the Pope Hall, a shadow rippled with an eerie fluctuation and then vanished. Only when a voice replied "Yes" from that spot could one tell that a powerful Soul Master was hidden in the shadows.
Bibi Dong had not yet decided whether to publish this thesis. Keeping it secret would favor the growth of Spirit Hall's younger generation, while the youth of other factions would fall behind.
Additionally, it would help Spirit Hall gather Soul Masters with specialized talents.
However, if she did that, parts of the thesis would naturally leak out eventually. Bibi Dong never truly trusted the vast organization of Spirit Hall; she believed there were definitely many moles within it.
She only placed some trust in the Elder Hall elders and the Titled Douluo powerhouses.
Those high-ranking elders were either older than her and had joined Spirit Hall earlier, or they were recruited with massive amounts of money, wealth, and status.
Elder deacons like Yue Guan, who were somewhat fond of power, had grown up in Spirit Hall, but Yue Guan didn't possess an excess of loyalty. He stayed because Gui Mei was there and because of Spirit Hall's resources, wealth, and status.
Dammit!
Bibi Dong decided to delay the leakage of this information for as long as possible. She didn't harbor too much hope for total secrecy.
Then, a sudden thought struck her: if it were her Martial Soul, what would the data panel look like?
On the other side, Yue Guan was completely immersed in the clear graphics of the Martial Soul Data Panel.
This panel was too intuitive; it made understanding the advantages of one's own Martial Soul far too easy. Yue Guan was already thinking about Spirit Hall's next moves, specifically regarding the training of the Golden Generation.
However, the only thing Yue Guan couldn't quite grasp was the description of "Growth Potential" on the panel.
How exactly was this growth potential determined? Shouldn't the growth potential of the vast majority of Martial Souls be confirmed from the very beginning?
Unless there were so-called Immortal Herbs or Heavenly Treasures... otherwise, relying on suitable soul rings to slowly induce a Martial Soul mutation wouldn't result in much change to growth potential.
"Yue Guan, what do you think?"
Seeing the look of astonishment on Yue Guan's effeminate face, Bibi Dong was curious about his thoughts.
"Lord Pope, this Martial Soul Data Panel is extremely beneficial for the development of our Spirit Hall's Golden Generation. I believe it is not suitable to circulate it at this time," Yue Guan said respectfully.
Actually, he shouldn't have said "Golden Generation," but rather the specific batch of Spirit Hall geniuses participating in the next Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament.
Yue Guan didn't believe Spirit Hall could hide this thesis for several years.
But if they could hide it for just three years—until the tournament, when Spirit Hall's geniuses would shine brilliantly—Yue Guan doubted the thesis could be kept hidden any longer.
However, by then, who knew how many members of the Golden Generation Spirit Hall would have already cultivated...
Other academies and other powers would be off to a late start.
"Fine, we shall do as you say. We will publish it in three years, after Spirit Hall's geniuses take first place in the competition. At that time, Spirit Hall must also go all out to absorb specialized functional Soul Masters," Bibi Dong said ambitiously, her eyes flickering with the flames of desire.
Only Spirit Hall could lead the continent toward the light.
She would use the first-place victories of the next two competitions to ensure everyone believed that.
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