Douluo: My Spirit Pidgeot

Chapter 262 The Founding of the Storm Pavilion

"It's alright. What I said before will not change. Every year, the Divine Wind Academy will have ten places to enter the Storm Pavilion."

After hearing Feng Qingcang's words, Mo Hui waved his hand and said.

However, Mo Hui still accepted the red crystal card. Since Feng Qingcang didn't want it, he could use the money to do other things.

Eighty million gold soul coins is quite a lot. After all, the market price of an ordinary ten-thousand-year soul bone is only a few million gold soul coins. If we only consider the price, eighty million gold soul coins can buy a lot of ten-thousand-year soul bones.

Of course, market price is one thing, but the reality is that nobody is willing to put their ten-thousand-year-old soul bone up for sale.

No matter how many gold soul coins you have, their effect on a soul master is limited, while soul bones are treasures that are hard to come by.

After all, some titled Douluo don't even have a ten-thousand-year soul bone. Even Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, needs to find some excuses when she gives a ten-thousand-year soul bone to her own people, which shows how rare a ten-thousand-year soul bone is.

Afterwards, Mo Hui went to see his uncle and aunt, caught up briefly, and then headed to Storm Pavilion.

"Mo Hui, the base is now complete. When do you plan to recruit disciples?"

Above Storm Pavilion, Feng Qingcang asked Mo Hui beside him.

"We're preparing to recruit soon."

As he spoke, Mo Hui seemed to remember something and asked Feng Qingcang beside him, "By the way, Dean, all the things I taught you to build should be completed by now, right?"

"Of course!"

After hearing Mo Hui's words, Feng Qingcang pointed to a long staircase below and said, "That's the thousand-story gravity staircase you requested."

Then, Feng Qingcang pointed towards the direction near Hurricane Canyon and said, "Hundred-meter chain."

"A 300-meter waterfall!"

"Little Hurricane Canyon!"

"A circular lake!"

……

"very good."

Listening to Feng Qingcang's introduction, Mo Hui nodded slightly, clearly quite satisfied.

At this moment, Feng Qingcang, who had finished his introduction, looked at Mo Hui with some doubt and asked, "You once told me that this was something to test the disciples, what did that mean?"
"These things shouldn't be too difficult for slightly higher-level Soul Masters to pass, right?"

He could understand some of these things, and they should have a good effect on low-level soul masters, but they weren't really that difficult a test.
Especially for Soul Masters above the Soul King level, Mo Hui's skills posed absolutely no challenge.

If passing such a test is all it takes to become Mo Hui's disciple, then the number of Mo Hui's disciples in the future will be unimaginable.

After all, being able to become the disciple of a Title Douluo, who might even become the strongest in the future, would be something that all the Soul Masters on the continent would flock to.

Mo Hui looked at Feng Qingcang with a puzzled expression and said, "Who said these things of mine are for Soul Masters?"

"Not for Soul Masters? Or are they for Soul Warriors?"

Mo Hui's words startled Feng Qingcang slightly, and he subconsciously replied.

Mo Hui nodded and said, "Pretty much. It's for people who haven't obtained their first spirit ring yet. Anyone who can pass the six tests I set can directly become my personal disciple."

"What!? It's set up for people who haven't obtained their first spirit ring?" Upon hearing this, Feng Qingcang gasped. Don't be fooled by his disdain for the facilities Mo Hui asked him to build; it's because his target was spirit masters above the Soul Master level or even the Soul King level.

However, if these facilities were used on people who hadn't even obtained their first spirit ring, it would be terrifying. He even doubted whether anyone could pass through them.

Then, Feng Qingcang looked at Mo Hui with a complicated expression and said, "I used to think you were too soft-hearted, but now it seems I was overthinking it. You are much more ruthless than me."

"The Dao cannot be easily passed on. How could one become my personal disciple so easily? If you don't have the ability, you can remain an ordinary disciple," Mo Hui said with a smile.

A personal disciple is different from an ordinary disciple. Mo Hui is responsible for them. Becoming Mo Hui's personal disciple is almost equivalent to obtaining an entry ticket to become a Title Douluo. How could Mo Hui's requirements not be high?

Feng Qingcang thought for a moment, nodded in agreement, and said, "That's true. With your current strength and status, as well as your powerful self-created soul skills, you do need to be stricter with others who want to learn from you."

After the two finished their conversation, Mo Hui activated the mechanism, and a large amount of wind surged out from Hurricane Canyon, enveloping the entire Storm Pavilion along a predetermined path.

Meanwhile, the circular lake inside Storm Pavilion was also whipped up by strong winds, with waves tens of meters high surging up and crashing against the shore in one wave after another, creating a very intense scene.

Then, Mo Hui mobilized his soul power and used amplification techniques to shout to the sky:
"I, Mo Hui, hereby establish the Storm Pavilion! I will welcome disciples from all over the world, regardless of their status or strength. Anyone who passes the test may join the Storm Pavilion to learn."

Those who pass the six trials I set without being a Soul Master can directly become my personal disciples!

With the blessing of Mo Hui's soul power, people within hundreds of miles heard Mo Hui's voice. After a brief moment of shock, they all began to discuss it animatedly.

The news of Mo Hui's founding of the Storm Pavilion spread to the ears of major forces on the continent in just one day through the people around him.

Wuhun Temple.

"What? You're saying Mo Hui has established his own faction?"

After hearing the news from Ghost Douluo, Bibi Dong asked with some doubt.

Ghost Douluo nodded and said, "Yes, after returning, Mo Hui created a force called Storm Pavilion a hundred miles away from Divine Wind Academy, and widely recruited disciples without restrictions on their identity or strength."

With that, Ghost Douluo handed the information from his spies to Bibi Dong.

After looking at me, Bibi Dong frowned and said, "What exactly is Mo Hui up to? Why is he suddenly creating some kind of force? Could this also be part of his divine test?"

"Your Holiness, what should we do about the power created by Mo Hui?"

At this moment, Chrysanthemum Douluo suddenly spoke up and asked.

Bibi Dong rolled her eyes at Chrysanthemum Douluo and said, "What else can we do? Not to mention that the five years haven't been up yet, we can't beat him now."

"Not only can we not lay a hand on him, but the Pope and two elders of the Spirit Hall will also personally come to offer their congratulations!"

Qibao Glazed Sect.

In a luxurious office, Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly as he looked at the message on the letter.

"Tsk tsk~ No wonder that kid Mo Hui didn't want to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, it turns out he wanted to create his own faction!"

Only then did Bone Douluo Gu Rong realize what was happening, and he smacked his lips.

Sword Douluo Chen thought to himself, "It's only human nature. Mo Hui is too monstrous; no current power can accommodate him."

Ning Fengzhi stood up and said, "Uncle Jian and Uncle Gu, let's go. Take Rongrong and some outstanding disciples with us. We'll go and congratulate Mo Hui."

(End of this chapter)