Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Young Gilas, Sandstorm King!

Chapter 52 The Ghostly Recruitment Again: Mineral Prospecting!

Upon hearing this, Miles, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled violently. A suppressed, desperate groan escaped his throat, and the last glimmer of hope in his eyes was completely extinguished, leaving only utter despair and a deep-seated fear.

A trial in the Papal Palace... that meant he would never recover, and might even face a fate worse than death.

"And that's it."

The ghostly voice was completely calm, as if it were stating something perfectly ordinary.

With a slight flick of his wide sleeves, a beam of dark light shot out instantly, flying precisely towards the building.

Lou Gao subconsciously reached out and caught it, finding a storage soul tool ring that was cold to the touch and had an ancient design. There were no obvious markings on it, so it was clearly not the one that Miles usually used.

"These are some of the assets that were illegally seized from the Blacksmiths' Guild over the years, recovered after the purge of Miles and his cronies."

The ghostly voice remained calm.

"The property returns to its original owner."

Lou Gao gripped the ring tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

Lou Gao didn't check immediately, but a pent-up feeling in his chest for six years seemed to find an outlet, making his hand holding the ring tremble slightly.

This is justice that has been delayed, and it demonstrates the attitude of the Spirit Hall's higher-ups!

The ghost didn't give Lou Gao a chance to express his gratitude or ask for details, and continued:

"As for the specifics of the Blacksmiths' Association's formal joining of the Spirit Hall, as well as the subsequent cooperation charter and rights protection, these will be discussed in detail with the president after the arrival of the new bishop of the Gengjin City Spirit Temple. His Holiness the Pope has personally inquired about this, and the new bishop will arrive soon."

Having said all that, Ghost seemed to have completed all his mission for this trip.

The ghost slightly turned its body, and the two deacons immediately understood, stepping forward and roughly lifting up the limp Miles.

"Take it down."

The ghostly voice was devoid of warmth.

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

The deacon responded and led the distraught Miles out.

However, just as the ghost was about to turn around, his deep gaze, like a tangible searchlight, fell on Lin Xia once again.

The shadow beneath the hood seemed to shift slightly.

"Lin Xia."

The ghostly voice rang out again, this time with a hint of barely perceptible inquiry.

"Your talent is decent, your martial soul is special, and your progress is not slow. But there is only so much you can learn in Gengjin City."

The ghostly figure paused, seemingly giving Lin Xia time to think, before extending an olive branch:

"Would you like to come back to the Spirit Hall with me? Spirit City has the best simulated training environment, the top mentors, and the richest resources. There, your potential can be discovered more quickly."

This sudden offer of help made Lou Gao's heart tighten, and he gripped the storage ring even tighter.

Lou Gao subconsciously looked at Lin Xia, his eyes filled with complex emotions, including worry and a hint of barely perceptible expectation.

Sisi and the others also held their breath.

The hall was silent except for the faint sound of Miles' clothes scraping against the floor as he was dragged.

Meeting the ghostly gaze that seemed to see right through people, Lin Xia didn't hesitate for a moment. With just the right amount of respect and determination on her face, she bowed slightly and said loudly:
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty Ghost Douluo! I am extremely grateful for your appreciation."

Lin Xia raised her head, her eyes clear, her tone sincere and frank:
"However, I have already become an apprentice of Master Craftsman Lou Gao. A teacher for a day is a father for life. My teacher has treated me with immense kindness, imparting all his knowledge to me. I am deeply grateful for his kindness." "The way of blacksmithing is vast and profound. I have only just begun to learn, and there are still countless skills I need to learn and master from my teacher. At present, I have no intention of leaving Gengjin City or leaving my teacher's side."

Lin Xia's words were clear and her attitude unequivocal, expressing both respect and gratitude for the ghost, while also emphasizing the bond between master and disciple and the choice of the current path.

The ghost stared silently at Lin Xia, the invisible pressure making the air seem to freeze for a few seconds.

Young Gilas shifted uneasily, letting out a barely audible "Yoji." Finally, the ghostly voice rang out again, its tone unreadable.

"Very well. Everyone has their own ambitions."

Ghost said nothing more, as if Lin Xia's refusal was a trivial matter.

For the Spirit Hall, while geniuses with innate eighth-level spirit power are precious, they are not entirely unique.

Ghost took one last look at Lin Xia's peculiar "detached martial soul" Young Giras, and then his figure, like ink scattered by the wind, began to fade and distort silently. Together with the two deacons escorting Miles, he completely disappeared from the spot, as if he had never existed.

Only that cold aura lingered for a moment before quickly dissipating into nothingness.

"Respectfully bidding farewell to His Majesty Ghost Douluo!"

Upon seeing this, Lou Gao quickly stepped forward, bowed deeply again in the direction where the ghost had disappeared, and shouted in a loud voice.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for upholding justice! The Spirit Hall's discerning judgment is truly appreciated, and Lou Gao and the Blacksmiths' Association are deeply grateful!"

Regardless of whether the other person can still hear you from a high floor, you must still show your gratitude and appreciation.

Sisi quickly followed suit and bowed as well.

Only when the chilling aura completely disappeared, leaving only the master and apprentice and a group of blacksmiths in the front hall, did Lou Gao straighten up, let out a long sigh of relief, and finally relax his tense nerves.

Lin Xia couldn't help but chuckle as she looked at her teacher's solemn expression, and stepped forward, saying:

"Alright, teacher, a titled Douluo can travel thousands of miles in an instant. He's probably already taken Miles away from Gengjin City by now. No matter how loud you shout, he won't hear you."

Upon hearing this, Lou Gao blushed and coughed awkwardly twice. Then, as if remembering something, he immediately shifted his attention to the cold storage soul tool ring in his hand, his face instantly replaced by raging anger.

"Hmph! This bastard got off easy! Let me see just how much blood this scoundrel has sucked from us all these years!"

Lou Gao cursed and swore as he probed his soul power into the ring.

As the soul power probed in, the anger on Lou Gao's face first froze, and then became even more intense like a volcanic eruption!

Lou Gao's eyes widened suddenly, and his beard bristled with anger:
"Damn it! So many?!"

"Gold Soul Coins...this must be a mountain!!"

"Refined iron, cold iron, copper... tons and tons! These are all top-quality materials! Damn it!"

"And mithril! Adamantite! Although not much, this... this is the association's most treasured strategic reserve!"

"That damn Miles! Six years! A full six years! I knew that bastard had amassed quite a fortune! He practically sucked the marrow out of our Blacksmiths' Guild! I should have..."

Lou Gao was so angry that he spun around in place, cursing incessantly, each word filled with years of pent-up resentment.

Lou Gao trembled with heartache. These valuables and materials were the result of the blood and sweat of the association's craftsmen, hammering away one hammer blow at a time!

Lin Xia was also surprised by the numbers and types of materials announced by Lou Gao. He stepped forward and curiously probed his soul power into the ring space to take a look.

hiss--!
Even though Lin Xia was mentally prepared, she was still dazzled by the light of the mountain of gold soul coins and the various ores and metal ingots that shimmered with different luster.

(End of this chapter)