He Chen's Choice

In the Yan Clan's reception hall, Yan Wei, the head of the Yan Clan, sat in the main seat. He Chen sat opposite him, but the seat of honor was occupied by someone not from the Yan Clan. Yan Wei, at the side, was extremely subservient and respectful.

He Chen frowned slightly, feeling displeased, but he showed nothing.

The person in the seat of honor took a small sip of tea, put down the cup, and said in an extremely unpleasant voice:

"Patriarch Yan, I have come here on the orders of the young hall master, Qian Xunji, the son of Elder Qian Daoliu. This time, Spirit Hall is selecting talents to enter the internal training program, and I am fully responsible for it. Also, there is another matter that the young hall master has asked me to handle."

"Heh, Lord Diara, please feel free to give your instructions. Yan Wei will certainly comply."

"Good, Patriarch Yan is indeed astute. I heard you have a son and a daughter, both with extremely high talent. Your youngest daughter even has innate full soul power, which is a rare talent. Looking across the entire continent, it's extremely outstanding. This internally decided spot..."

"So, my daughter and son have a chance to enter Spirit Hall to study? In that case, Yan Wei offers his thanks here!"

As he spoke, Yan Wei's eyes became even more reverent.

"Heh, as long as you cooperate with us and listen to our instructions, Spirit Hall will naturally not treat you unfairly."

Lord Diara revealed a mysterious and confident expression, then looked at He Chen.

"You are the Soul Saint recommended by the Yan Clan to enter Spirit Hall? What is your real age? Judging by your appearance, you seem to be around thirty years old."

"Yes, He Chen, my real age is fifty-five, a Level 74 tool martial soul soul master, with the martial soul Heavenly Fierce Halberd."

He Chen said with a bit of perfunctoriness.

"Fifty-five years old, Level 74, average talent. Show me your martial soul."

Lord Diara said with extreme disdain, which made He Chen somewhat angry.

"You..."

"Hey, He Chen..."

Yan Wei gave He Chen a look, and He Chen ultimately held back his anger and released his martial soul.

"Hmm? What's going on? It's not even the best soul ring configuration. Three hundred-year rings, two thousand-year rings, and two ten-thousand-year rings. With this kind of strength, you still want to enter our Spirit Hall? Which faction are you from?"

"I don't belong to any faction. I'm just from a small village in Nuo Si Nuo Province. Our village worked hard to send me to the Soul Master Academy. It was through my own efforts that I reached this level!"

What He Chen hated most was the division of factions and backgrounds. In the Douluo Continent, there were the Upper Three Sects and the Lower Four Sects, not to mention countless other small sects and academies. For civilians like He Chen, it was difficult to enter some sects and academies, so he could only become a guest elder in some families to make a living.

He Chen's anger also made Lord Diara somewhat displeased. A Soul Saint without any background was easy for Spirit Hall to deal with. However, since they needed the Yan Clan's help, it was not easy to fall out with them.

"So that's how it is. Mr. He, there's no need to be angry. You must have had a difficult journey, and you probably don't want to stop here."

"It's just that it's a bit difficult for you to enter Spirit Hall directly. How about this? As long as you complete the tasks we give you, you can enter Spirit Hall as a guest elder, or even be instructed by a Title Douluo and become a Grandmaster."

Lord Diara said this, and Yan Wei was overjoyed and said to He Chen:

"Quickly thank Lord Diara! Receiving guidance from a Title Douluo is a rare opportunity!"

He Chen was also tempted and asked hesitantly:

"Then, what is the task?"

"This, to prevent the plan from leaking, it's not convenient to reveal it for the time being. You should go back first. I will discuss the remaining matters with Patriarch Yan Wei."

Lord Diara left a thought, and He Chen, upon hearing this, felt that Spirit Hall was brewing a grand plan and left with some doubts.

The remaining Lord Diara and Yan Wei seemed to be plotting something, and He Chen looked at the two whispering to each other, feeling a bit troubled.

"Uncle He Chen!!"

As soon as Ming Tian returned, he brought Old Jack and Little Jack to find He Chen, shouting loudly. He Chen, who was already feeling uneasy and was thinking things over in the courtyard, heard Ming Tian's call and turned to see that it was Old Jack, the village head he hadn't seen for a long time!

"He Chen?"

"Old Jack, the village head?!"

The two were somewhat incredulous when they met and quickly walked together, not speaking for a long time.

"He Chen, I almost didn't recognize you. You've grown so much. Good! Good!"

Old Jack, the village head, held He Chen's hand and said.

"Old Jack, the village head, I miss you too. I think of our Holy Soul Village day and night, but unfortunately, I've never been able to go back. I didn't expect that you would come to see me personally, traveling thousands of miles!"

He Chen said with some emotion.

"He Chen, I miss you too. You are the first Soul Saint to come out of our village, giving our village honor. The people in the village are all proud of you!"

"Village head, He Chen has never forgotten your kindness. By the way, this time you came..."

"I came to see you. Also, Little Jack awakened his martial soul this year. It's the Carrot Martial Soul, a food-type soul master, with four levels of innate soul power. To be honest, it's very good. I want to..."

"I know. You want Little Jack to follow Uncle He Chen to train, right?"

Ming Tian interjected.

"Uh, yes, that's the idea."

Old Jack suddenly blushed with embarrassment.

"You are the most powerful one in our village. I thought of only coming to find you. I don't know if you are willing? Or if you have any difficulties?"

"Ah? This..."

He Chen was immediately embarrassed when he heard this. He had just offended the people of Spirit Hall, and he was already struggling to protect himself. How could he have the time to teach a child, especially a food-type soul master, which was not compatible with him?

"What, is there a problem?"

"No! No problem! Old Jack, the village head, has been kind to me. The village has asked something of me, and I will naturally help!"

"I just received the appreciation of Spirit Hall, and I think I can take Little Jack to Spirit Hall to train!"

He Chen said, and the moment he said this, it meant that he had to get on the Spirit Hall's bandwagon. He had already made such a promise in front of Old Jack. However, entering Spirit Hall and doing things against his will, was that really what he wanted to do?

He Chen himself didn't know.

Ming Tian, hearing the words "Spirit Hall," was stunned and suddenly felt his emotions become uncontrollable. Spirit Hall, so that's how it is. He Chen couldn't have entered Spirit Hall alone, so it must be the Yan Clan who was pushing things along. Does that mean the Yan Clan and Spirit Hall are in cahoots?

Ming Tian felt a sudden disappointment in his heart. How should he face the Yan Clan?

"Really? He Chen, are you serious? Can you take Little Jack to Spirit Hall?"

Old Jack was excited, but still held He Chen's hand with his aged hand and said:

"Little Chen, you don't have to be too hard on yourself. To say such things, Spirit Hall is a place that so many people want to enter but can't. Can you take Little Jack to Spirit Hall? Did you promise them something in return? Or, did you..."

"He Chen, Old Jack, the village head, sometimes hopes that you can stick to your inner convictions and not let external things shake your inner beliefs. Indeed, I brought Little Jack to you to seek refuge and to borrow your strength with my private intentions, but if it means you have to give up or abandon something, then I absolutely won't allow it!"

"Little Jack! Let's go!"

After saying this, Old Jack was about to leave with Little Jack.

"Hey, Old Jack, the village head! Don't you want Little Jack to grow into a generation of soul masters?"

He Chen tried to dissuade them.

"I saw it just now, the deep confusion in your eyes, the helplessness. I think we came at the wrong time this time, or perhaps I was wrong. How can a crow chick dare to aspire to become a phoenix? He Chen, we're leaving. We'll go and guard Holy Soul Village, that's where we belong."

"If you get tired one day, come back. Don't give up on the core of your beliefs."