The Best Suited Soul Spirit Is!
5: Chapter 5: A Thousand-Year Soul Spirit?
The Best Suited Soul Spirit Is!
Chapter 5: A Thousand-Year Soul Spirit?
The Best Suited Soul Spirit Is!
“So, let’s talk about my arrangements for you.” Leng Yaozhu sat back down, her slender fingers lightly tapping the armrest, her tone steady and unhurried.
“My requirement for you is this.
Your first Soul Ring must be at the thousand-year level.” Bai Yuan’s pupils constricted slightly.
A thousand-year Soul Ring as the first ring?
For an ordinary person, this would be no different from seeking death.
But with the quality of his Martial Soul and his level of mental force…
it was indeed possible.
“In addition,” Leng Yaozhu continued, “you must also enter the Genius Youth Rankings.” “Before you turn thirteen—” She paused, looking directly into Bai Yuan’s eyes, and said each word with emphasis: “Reach the top spot.” Bai Yuan was stunned for a moment.
“Huh?” The Genius Youth Rankings?
That’s not exactly a good list to be on, Teacher.
On the original timeline, everyone who made it onto that list ended up becoming a laughingstock later on.
Whoever got on it was cursed; it was practically the ultimate jinx list.
Leng Yaozhu raised an eyebrow.
“What, are you afraid?” “No, no.” Bai Yuan immediately wiped that expression off his face, straightened his back, and looked serious.
“Alright, Teacher, I’ll do it.” What was there to be afraid of?
That was those other people.
He wasn’t like those unlucky bastards from the original timeline.
Leng Yaozhu looked at his eyes—they were clear, determined, without evasion or reluctance.
She nodded in satisfaction.
This child was far more composed than she had imagined.
“Come with me.” She stood up, her skirt fluttering lightly.
Bai Yuan didn’t move immediately.
He hesitated for a moment and turned around.
“Teacher, can I say goodbye to them?” Leng Yaozhu was slightly taken aback.
She hadn’t expected this child…
to be so sentimental.
She nodded.
“Ten minutes.
Is that enough?” “It’s enough.” After saying that, Bai Yuan turned and walked outside.
In the orphanage’s main hall, children were gathered in small groups, some still discussing the Martial Soul awakening from earlier.
When they saw Bai Yuan walk in, everyone’s gaze changed.
There was envy, jealousy, admiration, and also a sense of distance.
Bai Yuan didn’t care about any of that.
He walked straight toward the Director, toward those who, during these past six years…
…had truly looked after him.
“Director.” The old Director looked at him, tears shimmering in his cloudy eyes.
He patted Bai Yuan’s shoulder, his voice slightly choked up.
“Child, go out there and make something of yourself.” Bai Yuan nodded firmly.
“I understand.” He then looked at several companions he was usually on good terms with and gave each of them a hug.
“Take care.” “You too.” “Don’t forget us when you’re successful in the future!” “I won’t forget.” Just a few simple words, not overly emotional, but there was a light in everyone’s eyes.
Bai Yuan knew in his heart that this place was just a stopover for him.
Sooner or later, he would leave and head toward a much wider world.
But during these six years, there truly were people who were genuinely kind to him.
He would remember this kindness.
Ten minutes later, Bai Yuan walked out of the orphanage gates.
Leng Yaozhu was already waiting in the car.
He glanced back at the familiar building and remained silent for a few seconds.
To say he had no feelings for it would be a lie.
After all, it had been six years.
From learning to speak to now awakening his Martial Soul, the most ignorant and helpless times of his life had been spent here.
In the future…
when he had the ability, he would repay them well.
Leng Yaozhu saw his expression through the car window, her tone becoming unusually soft.
“It’s alright.
From now on, your teacher will take good care of you.” Bai Yuan withdrew his gaze, grinned, and hopped into the car.
“Teacher, let’s go.” The orphanage outside the window gradually receded, growing smaller and smaller until it finally disappeared at the edge of his vision.
Bai Yuan leaned back against the seat, watching the scenery flash by outside, and silently said one thing in his heart: Goodbye.
And then.
He clenched his fist, feeling the dormant spark within his body.
Next, it was time to venture out into this continent.
…
The car slowly drove into the East Sea Spirit Pagoda area.
Bai Yuan looked out through the car window.
The towering pagoda pierced the clouds, its entire structure cast from some special metal that shimmered with a cold, silver-gray luster under the sunlight.
This was the Spirit Pagoda.
One of the most powerful forces on the continent.
As soon as the car came to a stop, Bai Yuan saw a group of people already waiting outside.
Leading them was a middle-aged man wearing an exquisite Spirit Pagoda uniform, his hair combed meticulously, his face wearing a perfectly welcoming smile.
Behind him were seven or eight others, all standing straight with solemn expressions.
Leng Yaozhu pushed the door open and got out of the car.
The middle-aged man immediately stepped forward, bowing his waist thirty percent lower than usual, his voice carrying an irrepressible excitement: “Heavenly Phoenix Crown Highness, your personal presence truly brings honor to our humble establishment!” Leng Yaozhu gave him a faint glance and nodded slightly.
“Not bad.
The work you’ve done over these years is very good.
The Leng family will not forget you.” As soon as these words were spoken, the man’s eyes instantly lit up.
He was so excited that his voice trembled slightly.
“Understood!
Rest assured, Crown Highness, your subordinate will certainly do his utmost!” Leng Yaozhu scanned the surroundings, her tone remaining flat.
“Prepare a lounge for us.” “And after that, take him to select a Soul Spirit.” “Yes, yes, yes—” The man nodded repeatedly, only then noticing Bai Yuan standing beside Leng Yaozhu.
His gaze lingered on Bai Yuan for a split second, a glint of sharp insight flashing in his eyes.
This child…
to be personally brought here by the Heavenly Phoenix Crown Highness, he must either have extraordinary talent or an immense background.
However, it wasn’t appropriate for him to ask directly.
“Crown Highness, this young master is…” he tentatively began.
Leng Yaozhu glanced at Bai Yuan and spoke casually, yet with an unquestionable declaration: “My disciple.” The man’s pupils shrank, and the respect on his face instantly deepened by several degrees.
The Heavenly Phoenix Crown Highness’s disciple??
This identity carried far more weight than “extraordinary talent” or “immense background.” He immediately turned to Bai Yuan, his attitude even more attentive than it had been toward Leng Yaozhu just now.
“So it is the Crown Highness’s esteemed disciple!
My apologies for the lack of recognition!” Bai Yuan nodded politely without saying much.
The man didn’t mind and turned to instruct the people behind him: “Go and prepare quickly!
The best lounge!” “Yes!” Several staff members hurried off, their movements as brisk as if they were carrying out an emergency mission.
“Crown Highness, Young Master Bai Yuan, this way please.” The man stepped aside to lead the way, his posture respectful to the core.
The group walked through the Spirit Pagoda’s main hall.
Along the way, staff members they encountered made way and bowed their heads in greeting.
Bai Yuan followed behind Leng Yaozhu, feeling the gazes cast toward him.
There was curiosity, envy, and speculation.
Six years ago, he was just an orphan whom no one cared about.
Now, walking through the Spirit Pagoda, everyone had to make way for him.
Bai Yuan lowered his eyes, the corner of his mouth curling up slightly.
Interesting.
Soon, they were led to a spacious and bright lounge.
The room was exquisitely decorated.
Soft sofas, expensive tea sets, and soul tool murals on the walls slowly displayed flowing images of mountains and rivers.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the entire view of East Sea City could be seen.
“Crown Highness, Young Master Bai Yuan, please rest for a moment,” the man said respectfully.
“I will go and make arrangements now.
Once the staff is ready, I will take Young Master Bai Yuan to select a Soul Spirit.” “Mhm, thank you for your hard work,” Leng Yaozhu nodded faintly.
“It’s no trouble at all, no trouble.
It is my honor that the Crown Highness could come!” The man exchanged a few more pleasantries before carefully backing out and gently closing the door.
The room fell quiet.
Leng Yaozhu sat down on the sofa, her long legs crossed casually, and looked at Bai Yuan.
“Sit down.” Bai Yuan sat down as told, but his gaze involuntarily drifted back toward the window.
The Spirit Pagoda…
was indeed grand.
“What, are you dazed?” Leng Yaozhu looked at him with a half-smile.
“No,” Bai Yuan withdrew his gaze and said honestly.
“I just feel…
things have changed so fast.
Yesterday I was still queuing for food in the orphanage, and today I’m sitting in the best lounge of the Spirit Pagoda.” Leng Yaozhu gave a light chuckle and took a sip from her teacup.
“This is just the beginning.
When you stand in a higher place in the future and look back at today, you’ll feel it wasn’t even worth mentioning.” Bai Yuan nodded thoughtfully.
“Right.” Leng Yaozhu set down her teacup, her gaze falling on Bai Yuan.
“Regarding selecting a Soul Spirit, do you have any thoughts?” Bai Yuan thought for a moment and said seriously, “Teacher mentioned before that the first Soul Ring should be a thousand-year one.
So when I pick a Soul Spirit, should I follow the thousand-year standard?” “It’s not just about the thousand-year level.” Leng Yaozhu shook her head.
“The quality of the Soul Spirit is also very important.
An ordinary thousand-year Soul Spirit wouldn’t be worthy of your Martial Soul.” She paused, her gaze narrowing slightly.
“I will have the people here bring out the very best.
Feel for yourself; whichever one has the strongest resonance with your Martial Soul, choose that one.” Bai Yuan felt a warmth in his heart and nodded.
“Understood.
Thank you, Teacher.” “What’s there to thank?” Leng Yaozhu waved her hand.
“You are my disciple; naturally, I will give you the best.” She looked out the window, her tone calm yet carrying a deeper meaning.
“But you must remember, all I can give you are resources.
Whether you can turn these resources into strength depends on yourself.” Bai Yuan took a deep breath and said seriously: “Rest assured, Teacher, I won’t let you down.” Leng Yaozhu glanced at him and said no more.