Douluo Continent: Rebuilding the Clear Sky Sect

Chapter 73 The Spirit Hall's Probe

Salas, the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall, is the master of the Spirit Temple in Heaven Dou City. He is tall and thin, like a javelin, and his sinister eyes always give people a feeling of ill intent.

He entered the dormitory quietly without making a sound. If it weren't for the Seventh Elder's reminder, Tang Fei would have had no chance of noticing him!

"Hello, Your Excellency Bishop Platinum, may I ask what brings you here?"

Tang Fei bowed and asked with utmost respect, leaving no room for criticism.

Salas's cloudy eyes flickered, and he smiled, "Child, don't be nervous. I'm only visiting you because I admire you."

"Your performance in the match against the Elephant Armor Sect caught my attention. As the person in charge of a Spirit Hall, I have a duty to pay attention to the birth of every genius Spirit Master and recommend them to the Spirit Hall."

As he spoke, Salas stepped forward and tentatively asked, "Child, you are so outstanding. Joining the Spirit Hall will definitely allow you to go further... Would you like to join?"

His eyes were fixed on Tang Fei.

Tang Fei knew that if he dared to say "no" at this moment, the Platinum Bishop would strike swiftly the next moment.

He took a deep breath, feigning surprise, his eyes suddenly lighting up. "Really? Your Excellency, the Platinum Bishop, of course I'm willing to join the Spirit Hall!"

Upon hearing this, the sinister look in Salas's eyes dissipated considerably.

However, he certainly wouldn't dismiss his doubts based on just a few words.

"Child, you are truly exceptional. I swear in the name of the Platinum Bishop that if you join the Spirit Hall, you will receive special training!"

As Salas spoke, he slowly approached.

His tall and thin frame, towering over Tang Fei by half a head, exuded an overwhelming sense of pressure.

"Child, may I take another look at your martial spirit?"

Tang Fei sighed inwardly, thinking to himself, "This old thief is really vigilant."

Left with no other choice, he had to release his martial spirit, which resembled a forging hammer.

With a flash of dark light, a massive hammerhead, as large as a bucket, appeared. It looked like a casting hammer, but its aura was incredibly powerful.

The moment it appeared in Tang Fei's hand, the air seemed to become heavier and more intense.

Salas bent down instantly, like a shrimp, and got close to the hammer to examine it carefully.

The more he looked, the more surprised he became.

Although this forging hammer is not the Haotian Hammer, the pressure and aura it releases are in no way inferior to the Haotian Hammer.

It was just a forging hammer, yet it had reached such an amazing level that Salas couldn't help but glance at Tang Fei a few more times.

"Alright, child, put your martial spirit away. It is indeed very strong." Salas withdrew his gaze.

Then, a sinister smile crept across his face. "However, while your hammer is powerful, in the world of Soul Masters, there is another warhammer that is even stronger than yours. Do you know that?"

"You mean the Clear Sky Hammer?" Tang Fei's eyes flashed with disgust. "Just a bunch of cowardly martial spirits. To me, they're nothing special!"

"Good! Well said!" Salas laughed heartily and nodded. "They are indeed a bunch of cowards, but their martial spirits are indeed very powerful. Your hammer is good, but if you want to surpass them, you still need to constantly train and improve."

"Join the Spirit Hall, child! His Holiness the Pope will bestow upon you boundless glory and train you to crush those cowards of the Clear Sky Sect!"

Salas said with irresistible allure.

Tang Fei suppressed his disgust and bowed respectfully, saying, "It is my honor, Your Excellency!"

Salas nodded in satisfaction. He paced slowly around Tang Fei's room, casually looking around, but suddenly asked:

"By the way, if I may ask, how did you end up joining Hammer Academy? Do you know who's behind Hammer Academy?"

"Of course I know. The owner of Hammer Academy and Moon Pavilion in Heaven Dou City is the same person, named Tang Yuehua," Tang Fei replied.

Given the power of the Spirit Hall, Salas, as the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Temple, must be well aware of Tang Yuehua's background.

Therefore, Tang Fei did not hide anything from him.

Salas nodded, his eyes narrowing. "Then do you know Tang Yuehua's background?"

"Your Excellency, I was unaware that although I also share the surname Tang, I am not related to Tang Yuehua." Tang Fei had already prepared his words.

He then countered with a question: "Sir, could it be that Madam Tang Yuehua has some mysterious background?"

Salas's eyes flickered, but he did not reveal Tang Yuehua's background.

He thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's nothing, I was just asking casually."

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He patted Tang Fei on the shoulder and said, "You need to perform well in the upcoming matches. I'll keep an eye on you."

With that, he slowly nodded and left.

Not long after, the Seventh Elder reappeared.

Compared to Salas, his speed was so fast that he appeared and disappeared without a trace. Even though Tang Fei had anticipated it, he still couldn't figure out how he appeared.

The difference between a Contra Douluo and a Title Douluo is also readily apparent.

The Seventh Elder, his face dark, put down the box containing the soul bones and said coldly, "I heard your conversation. He's testing you!"

"I know, so I'll play along." Tang Fei nodded.

The Seventh Elder nodded with satisfaction, then asked in astonishment, "By the way, how did you conceal your martial spirit? How come that old bastard didn't notice?"

Before Tang Fei could answer, the Seventh Elder waved his hand, brainwashing himself, "Forget it! You don't need to answer, and I won't ask any more questions. Just like the Third Elder said, every strong person has their own secret to becoming stronger, as long as it doesn't harm our Haotian Sect!"

Tang Fei was both amused and exasperated. No matter what, it saved him the trouble of explaining himself.

"By the way, Seventh Elder, please don't attack anyone from the Spirit Hall during the competition. A Platinum Bishop died, and the person coming to investigate will definitely be a Title Douluo!" Tang Fei reminded him, because he saw that the Seventh Elder's expression had become very unfriendly because of Salas's arrival.

"Boy, do you need to remind me of that?" The Seventh Elder laughed and scolded. "Although I really want to kill him to vent my anger, compared to that, the overall situation of our Haotian Sect reopening its gates must take precedence, so I naturally have to hold back."

"That's all. I've left the soul bone here for you. Find an opportunity to absorb it as soon as possible. Don't let anyone else find out that you have a soul bone, or it will only bring unnecessary disaster... I'm leaving!" the Seventh Elder carefully instructed.

Tang Fei nodded and watched the Seventh Elder leave.

Looking back, he was really worried for Salas not long ago.

Tang Hao and the Seventh Elder, a total of two Title Douluos, were secretly watching him. If it weren't for the overall situation, Salas would have been gone long ago!

It wasn't that Tang Fei was thinking of Salas's best interests, but rather that he was afraid the Seventh Elder's impulsiveness would disrupt the course of the competition and arouse the Spirit Hall's vigilance towards the Clear Sky Sect.

(End of this chapter)