Douluo Continent: The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, who intercepted the immortal herb

There was no sound inside the main hall of the Papal Palace.

Bibi Dong gently rubbed the papal scepter in her hand against the ground.

It made a faint, dry sound.

She stared intently at Su Chen.

The name Yu Xiaogang.

It has always been a taboo subject in the Papal Palace.

No one dared to mention it lightly in front of her.

Not to mention threatening to ruin his reputation.

"After all, he comes from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family."

Bibi Dong's voice was somewhat low.

"If you touch him, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan will probably not stand idly by. This will bring unnecessary trouble to the Spirit Hall."

Su Chen's expression remained calm.

He took a step forward.

"Teacher. The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family expelled him from their ranks long ago."

"He's just a good-for-nothing now, living off the Spirit Hall's low-level subsidies."

Su Chen's tone was filled with undisguised contempt.

"Most importantly, he stole top-secret information from the Spirit Hall's library and packaged it as his ten core competencies."

"He used items from the Spirit Hall to create a so-called 'master' title for himself."

"This is not just theft. It is a serious provocation against the dignity of the Spirit Hall."

Su Chen looked directly into Bibi Dong's eyes.

"If we don't punish him, outsiders will think that the Spirit Hall is weak and easily bullied. Even a plagiarist can get away with it."

Bibi Dong's fingers, which were gripping the scepter, turned slightly white.

Su Chen's words were like sharp blades.

It precisely hit the core interests of the Spirit Hall.

She couldn't refute it.

I don't want to refute it.

Yu Xiaogang left without saying goodbye back then.

She even turned around and got together with Liu Erlong.

Over the long years, this old affection has long since turned into an obsession and resentment that is hard to let go of.

How many people do you need?

Bibi Dong finally relented.

She leaned back into the papal chair.

The ruthlessness of the supreme ruler has been restored.

"Not too much. Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?"

Su Chen answered.

"Give me a squad of high-ranking Templar Knights. Also, assign a Bishop of Contra-level skill to lead them."

"Very well. I grant your permission."

Bibi Dong waved her hand.

"You are now the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. All the Spirit Hall branches across the continent must obey your command."

"Do things cleanly. Don't let outsiders laugh at the Spirit Hall."

"Thank you, teacher."

Su Chen bowed slightly.

He turned and strode out of the main hall.

The heavy door slowly opened behind him.

The dazzling sunlight shone again on his black brocade robe.

The moment he stepped out the door.

The system's mechanical notification sounded in my mind right on time.

"Ding. Detected that the host has actively activated the plot of suppressing the chosen one and the hypocritical supporting characters."

"The God-level Choice System triggers a series of quests."

"Mission Part One: Head to Nottingham City. Publicly expose the plagiarism and flaws in Yu Xiaogang's Ten Core Competencies. Shatter his master's facade."

"Second stage of the mission: On the first day of school at Notting Academy, forcefully suppress Tang San, the Chosen One, and seize his initial fortune."

"Rewards for completing the first stage of the quest: One clue to a 100,000-year-old soul bone. 500,000 gold soul coins."

"Rewards for completing the second stage of the quest: Increased fusion level of twin martial souls. One random high-level Xuan-rank soul skill."

Su Chen looked at the pale blue light screen that popped up at the edge of his vision.

A cold smile curved at the corner of his lips.

The system tasks aligned perfectly with his plan.

Nottingham.

That hypocritical master and disciple.

The good days are over.

Two days later.

The border of Fasno province.

On the wide official road leading to Nottingham.

A small but menacing convoy is speeding along at high speed.

At the forefront were fifty fully armed Templar Knights.

They were all riding scaled horses with the bloodline of century-old soul beasts.

The heavy silver armor reflected a cold metallic luster in the sunlight.

Each of them exuded powerful soul power fluctuations at least at the Soul Master level.

In the center of the convoy.

It was a luxurious carriage pulled by four pure-blooded black-scaled dragons.

The carriage was made entirely of top-quality dark gold ebony.

The carriage is engraved with the six-winged angel emblem representing the supreme power of the Spirit Hall.

Next to the carriage.

A bishop dressed in red rode a tall horse as his bodyguard.

He is a level 83 Soul Douluo.

Salas's trusted subordinate.

They were specially assigned by Bibi Dong to be responsible for Su Chen's daily life and protection during this trip.

Inside the train carriage.

Su Chen sat cross-legged on the soft animal skin cushion.

His eyes were slightly closed.

The Chaos God and Demon Technique circulated smoothly within his body.

After absorbing two spirit rings of a higher level.

His soul power is now abundant.

It is constantly improving slowly and steadily.

"Your Highness, we will reach Notting City in ten miles."

The cardinal respectfully reported from outside the car window.

"The Lord of Notting City and Lord Matthew of the local Martial Soul Branch Hall are already leading the city's high-ranking officials to wait outside the city gates to welcome them."

Su Chen slowly opened his eyes.

A flash of black and white light appeared and disappeared in his eyes.

"Tell them. No need for all those fancy ceremonies."

Su Chen's voice came through the carriage.

"Go directly to the Martial Soul Branch Hall. Seal off the city gates. Clear out all unauthorized personnel."

"Yes, ma'am."

The cardinal immediately raised his right hand.

Make a specific soul power gesture.

The Templar Knights ahead accelerated instantly.

It transformed into a silver torrent of steel.

Heading straight towards Nottingham.

Outside Nottingham at this time.

The atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

The city gates were tightly closed.

The once bustling merchants and passersby were all driven several miles away.

The Lord of Nottingham was dressed in magnificent aristocratic attire.

Standing in the very center of the city gate.

He kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

Beside him.

He is Matthew, the master of the Notting City Martial Soul Branch Hall.

The elderly Soul Master also looked very nervous.

Hands clasped together in front of the body.

I didn't even dare to breathe too heavily.

Behind them.

These were hundreds of Notting City's city defense troops and low-level deacons of the Spirit Hall.

Everyone stood ramrod straight under the scorching sun.

His Highness the Holy Son, the core of the Spirit Hall's highest power, suddenly descended upon this small border town.

This was nothing short of a cataclysmic event for them.

Even if there is the slightest inadequacy in the reception.

Their heads could be moved at any moment.

The ground began to tremble slightly.

On the distant horizon.

A silver-white line appeared.

Accompanied by the uniform, heavy thud of horses' hooves.

A chilling atmosphere swept over us.

"They're here. Kneel down, all of you."

Lord Notting's legs went weak.

He was the first to kneel down on the ground.

Matthew and the hundreds of people behind him all knelt down on one knee.

Head bowed.

His eyes were fixed on the ground.

A moment later.

Fifty Templar Knights suddenly pulled on their reins in front of the city gate.

The warhorse reared up.

They emitted a unified hiss.

The overwhelming pressure of the soul force made Lord Notting City afraid to even breathe.

The luxurious, dark gold carriage slowly came to a stop.

The cardinal dismounted.

He walked up to the carriage.

He opened the car door himself.

Su Chen stepped out of the carriage.

The black robes with gold thread swayed gently in the breeze.

He looked down at the Nottingham City officials kneeling on the ground.

He did not speak immediately.

The air seemed to freeze.

Lord Notting felt that his clothes were completely soaked with sweat.

"Let's proceed. To the branch hall."

Su Chen ignored Lord Notting.

He gave the instructions directly to the cardinal.

They then returned to their carriage.

The carriage slowly drove past the kneeling crowd.

The sound of wheels rolling on the stone pavement.

It struck a nerve with everyone.

Until the convoy had completely entered the city gate.

Only then did Matthew dare to reach out and wipe the sweat from his face.

He quickly got up from the ground.

He instructed his stewards to follow the convoy.

Notting City Martial Soul Branch Hall.

This is the most magnificent building in the city.

But compared to the Papal Palace in Wuhun City.

It's as simple as a thatched hut in the countryside.

Inside the council hall of the branch hall.

Su Chen walked straight to the seat that originally belonged to Matthew and sat down.

The cardinal and two fully armed Templar Knights stood guard on either side.

Matthew stood nervously in the center of the hall with several high-ranking members of the branch hall.

"Matthew".

Su Chen spoke.

The sound echoed in the empty hall.

"Your subordinate is here."

Matthew shuddered.

He immediately stepped forward and bowed deeply.

"Bring up all the files on civilians in Fasno Province who were awakened under the responsibility of the Spirit Hall this year."

Su Chen got straight to the point.

He didn't come here to inspect the work.

He came to find Tang San.

"Yes, Your Highness. Please wait a moment."

Matthew didn't dare ask another question.

He immediately beckoned to a clerk.

Less than ten minutes.

Three thick stacks of parchment documents were moved to the long table in front of Su Chen.

"Your Highness, this year, a total of 5,600 children of the appropriate age in the Fasno Province have undergone Martial Soul Awakening."

Matthew reported with his head down.

"Among them, only 212 children possess soul power. The highest innate soul power is level six."

Su Chen did not look through those files.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the wooden table.

"Doesn't he have innate full soul power?"

Matthew was taken aback.

He thought about it carefully.

Suddenly his expression changed.

"Your Highness, there is indeed one."

"A few days ago, Deacon Su Yuntao, who was in charge of going to the surrounding villages to awaken, brought back a special report."

"A child with innate full soul power has emerged from Holy Soul Village."

There was a hint of disbelief in Matthew's tone.

"But that child's martial soul is a standard useless martial soul: Blue Silver Grass."

Upon hearing this name...

Su Chen stopped tapping his fingers on the table.

found it.

"Call Su Yuntao over."

Su Chen leaned back in his chair.

His gaze was icy.

"Also, find that certificate of awakening."

A few minutes later.

A young deacon of medium build and ordinary appearance was carried directly into the hall by two Templar Knights.

Su Yuntao's face was filled with terror.

He didn't know what mistake he had made.

It even alarmed His Highness the Holy Son, who personally summoned him.

"Your subordinate, Su Yuntao, greets Your Highness, the Holy Son."

Su Yuntao knelt down on both knees.

His forehead was pressed firmly against the cold floor tiles.

Matthew pulled out a parchment stamped with the Spirit Hall's seal from a pile of files.

He respectfully handed it to Su Chen.

Su Chen picked up the parchment.

It is clearly written above:

Name: Tang San.

Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass.

Soul Power: Innate full soul power level 10.

Awakened Person: Su Yuntao.

Su Chen looked at the awakening certificate that had triggered all the plot developments in the original work.

A mocking sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He casually tossed the parchment onto the table.

His gaze was fixed on Su Yuntao, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Su Yuntao".

Su Chen's voice was not loud.

Yet it carried an undeniable aura of power.

"You filled out this certificate yourself."

Su Yuntao trembled all over.

He answered quickly.

"Your Highness, it was written by my own hand. There is absolutely no falsehood. When the child was tested, the crystal ball did indeed shine with a dazzling light. It was definitely at full soul power."

Su Chen let out a cold laugh.

"I didn't say you fabricated the information."

"I'm asking you. Is your brain filled with mush?"

Su Yuntao suddenly raised his head.

His eyes were filled with confusion and fear.

Matthew and the cardinal next to him were also stunned.

I don't understand why the Holy Son suddenly launched an attack.

"Blue Silver Grass, a completely useless martial soul."

Su Chen slowly stood up.

Walk to the edge of the long table.

"In the history of Douluo Continent, has there ever been a Blue Silver Grass martial soul with innate soul power?"

Su Yuntao stammered in response.

"Your Highness, it has never happened. Blue Silver Grass is a universally acknowledged useless martial soul."

"Since it has never happened before."

Su Chen's eyes became incredibly sharp.

"Then what makes this kid named Tang San so capable of possessing level ten innate full soul power with just a Blue Silver Grass?"

As soon as those words were spoken...

Everyone in the hall was stunned.

The cardinal frowned.

He is Contra.

They immediately realized the irrationality of the problem.

The magnitude of one's innate soul power is directly proportional to the quality of one's martial soul.

This is the most basic common sense in the world of Soul Masters.

Only a powerful martial spirit can give birth to a high level of innate soul power.

A weed with absolutely no vitality.

How could his body possibly contain such immense energy as full soul power?

It's like using a thin paper cup.

Go and collect the scalding hot lava.

The paper cup will burn through instantly.

The only explanation is...

There is another, incredibly sturdy container.

It's bearing the weight of the lava for this paper cup.

Su Chen didn't give them time to think.

He directly revealed the truth.

"The Blue Silver Grass couldn't withstand full soul power. That proves that he definitely has more than just the Blue Silver Grass martial soul within him."

Su Chen's voice echoed in the hall.

"Able to nurture a level 10 innate full soul power, it must at least be a top-tier weapon spirit or a superior beast spirit."

"This Tang San has twin martial souls."

Twin Martial Souls.

These four words exploded in Matthew and Su Yuntao's ears like a thunderclap.

Su Yuntao opened his eyes wide in horror.

He recalled the scene when he awakened in Holy Soul Village that day.

When that child named Tang San awakened the Blue Silver Grass.

His left hand remained tightly clenched.

He even carried it on his back.

At the time, he was only focused on being shocked by the innate full soul power.

They didn't notice that tiny detail at all.

"Your subordinate deserves to die. Your subordinate was blind."

Su Yuntao was filled with deep regret at this moment.

If only he had discovered the twin martial souls back then.

They reported it to the higher-ups of the Spirit Hall.

This is an extraordinary feat.

As a result, he let this opportunity slip away.

Su Chen looked coldly at Su Yuntao.

"You truly deserve to die. A twin-spirit genius with immense potential for recruitment slipped through the fingers of the Spirit Hall because of your ignorance."

Su Yuntao was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

His face was ashen.

Matthew immediately knelt down to plead for his subordinate.

"Your Highness, please calm your anger. Now that we have uncovered his background, I will immediately dispatch the city's garrison to Holy Soul Village to forcibly bring that child back to you for your judgment."

"No."

Su Chen sat back down in his chair.

"He is not in Holy Soul Village now."

Su Chen took a newly delivered intelligence report from the cardinal.

"Intelligence indicates that Old Jack from Holy Soul Village, holding a work-study student position, has already brought Tang San into Notting City."

Tomorrow is the first day of school for Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

Su Chen's eyes deepened.

Everything is proceeding according to the original timeline.

The first encounter between Tang San and Yu Xiaogang.

Right in front of Nottingham College tomorrow.

Yu Xiaogang is a hypocrite.

It was also because of seeing this proof of innate full soul power.

It was deduced that Tang San possessed twin martial souls.

Thus, he shamelessly took Tang San as his disciple.

"Master. Ten core competencies. Twin martial souls."

Su Chen's lips curled into a cold smile.

He raised his head.

He looked at the cardinal standing to the side.

"Pass on my orders. Seal off news of my arrival in Nottingham."

"All city garrison troops are to withdraw to their barracks. No disturbances are to be caused in the streets."

The cardinal respectfully accepted the order.

"Your Highness, shall we go directly to the academy to pick them up tomorrow?"

"Taking people away is so boring."

Su Chen fiddled with the Void Ring on his thumb.

"Isn't that self-proclaimed master a piece of trash who loves to show off his knowledge the most?"

"Prepare the car."

Su Chen gave the final instruction directly.

"We're going to Notting College first thing tomorrow morning."

"I want to do it in front of the entire school."

"Let's utterly smother this so-called master, along with his proud theories, into the mire."