C25 The Complicated Spirit Spell

After the tokens were distributed, the black-haired middle-aged man and his two companions departed.

They still had cities to visit for the selection of disciples.

Yuntian Sect's recruitment spanned far beyond Yunhe City, encompassing nearly a hundred cities in the eastern part of the Tiancang Empire.

As soon as they completed the selection in one city, they would promptly move on to the next.

For Su Yun and the four others, they simply had to wait until Yuntian Sect's selection process was finished. Then, a representative would come to Yunhe City to escort them to the Sect. This interim provided a precious opportunity for them to say their final goodbyes to their families and loved ones.

Once they joined the Yuntian Sect, returning home would become a rare luxury for a considerable time.

Moreover, perhaps due to witnessing Lin Zongshan's outrageous behavior, the black-haired middle-aged man made a point to leave a stern warning before his departure: any act of aggression against Su Yun would be considered a grave affront to the Yuntian Sect.

His words served as a protective charm.

Those who bore intense animosity towards Su Yun were forced to curb their murderous impulses.

And with that, the Yuntian Sect's selection drew to a close.

The crowd at the plaza thinned out, and Su Yun, alongside Yun Yan and the rest, made their way back to the Yun family home.

...

"Yilan, may I have a word?"

Upon reaching the estate, Su Yun sought out Yun Yilan.

"If you're here to discuss that night, it's not necessary!"

For the first time, Yun Yilan responded to him, "I may not understand what you went through, but I'm aware that wasn't your true intention. And another thing..."

She hesitated, then gave Su Yun a meaningful look, "We are husband and wife."

She didn't wait for his reply, instead turning on her heel with a rare flush on her cool features, and quickly walked away.

"Uh..."

Su Yun was momentarily taken aback, but he soon caught on.

Watching Yun Yilan's retreating figure, a smile naturally formed on his lips.

His spirits lifted considerably, and he made his way back to his quarters.

...

As night descended.

In his chamber, Su Yun sat cross-legged on the bed, enveloped by a barely visible aura of Soul Power.

At one point, this aura swelled, seemingly ready to burst forth, but in an instant, it snapped back and 'popped,' transforming into countless tiny particles of Soul Power that were absorbed back into Su Yun's body.

Su Yun's eyes snapped open simultaneously.

"Hu..."

He exhaled a long, murky breath, feeling the robust Soul Power coursing through his body, and a slight smile played at the corners of his mouth.

The Soul Controlling Stage was now fully secured!

"Master, the Cultivation Technique you're practicing is quite remarkable!"

The voice of the Hammer Spirit unexpectedly rang in his ears.

Su Yun was taken aback. "You find this Cultivation Technique remarkable?"

Despite their short acquaintance, he was well aware of the Hammer Spirit's discerning eye. To think it saw something special in his Spirit Spell.

After all, the Spirit Spell was merely a basic, unranked Cultivation Technique, the very one his grandfather had given him to start his training.

"To be honest, I hadn't noticed until now, but I've come to realize its exceptional nature!"

The Hammer Spirit elaborated, "While the speed of advancement with your Cultivation Technique is average, the way it helps you consolidate Soul Power has made your foundation incredibly stable!"

"Stable foundation?"

Su Yun was taken aback.

"Master, haven't you noticed? The Divine Hammer has twice infused you with a surge of energy, enabling direct breakthroughs without any instability in your realm," the Hammer Spirit pointed out.

"Hmm?"

Su Yun's eyebrow quirked at the revelation. "Indeed, you're right!"

He had made the leap from the Soul Condensing Stage to the Soul Controlling Stage, and then to the Great Success of the Soul Controlling Stage, all within a single night. He hadn't noticed before, but with the Hammer Spirit's prompt, it dawned on him.

For a Soul Cultivator, especially when crossing major thresholds, it's common for one's realm to become unsteady.

Yet, he had experienced none of that during his two breakthroughs.

The more he thought about it, the more miraculous it seemed!

"Master, even if you come across more advanced and powerful Cultivation Techniques in the future, don't neglect this Spirit Spell. Its unique properties will be of great assistance to you down the line," the Hammer Spirit advised.

Su Yun nodded in agreement.

Simultaneously, the image of a simply dressed elderly man surfaced in his mind.

Just how much had his grandfather kept from him?

First the Divine Hammer, and now this Spirit Spell...

In that moment, the man who had been his sole companion for over a decade seemed to be shrouded in an enigmatic aura.

"Phew..."

Su Yun shook his head, inhaling deeply as a look of resolve appeared in his eyes.

He was eager to make his way to the Yuntian Sect!

His grandfather had left him with a mission: to find someone within the sect. Though the identity of this person was a mystery, Su Yun was confident that he would uncover some leads about his grandfather through them.

He was determined to find his grandfather and get some answers!

Phew...

Just then, a gentle breeze seemed to brush past the room, causing the window to quiver faintly.

"Master!"

The Hammer Spirit's voice carried a note of warning.

Su Yun, snapping out of his reverie, peered out the window with a squint.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In an instant, a flurry of slender silver needles zipped through the window's crevices, all targeting him on the bed.

With a swift motion of his arm, Su Yun unleashed his Soul Power, deflecting the needles effortlessly.

They clinked to the floor, their sound crisp and distinct in the stillness of the night.

"Attack!"

The assailants outside realized they'd been spotted and abandoned their cover.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Simultaneously, the door and windows burst open as several figures clad in black surged in.

Without hesitation, they saw Su Yun, seated cross-legged on the bed, and launched their Soul Power-filled fists at him.

Su Yun remained seated, unmoved.

Only when the attackers were less than a meter away did he abruptly look up, his eyes flashing with electric sparks. A surge of yellow lightning Soul Power erupted from him, sweeping forward in a powerful wave.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Caught off guard, the men in black were blasted backward, blood spewing from their mouths.

Whoosh!

In that moment, a swift gust of wind sounded beside the bed.

A shadowy figure emerged, throwing a punch that nearly grazed Su Yun's cheek.

But with a swift tilt of his head, Su Yun evaded the blow and, with a 180-degree aerial spin, leapt from the bed.

The assailant in black was quick to react. Though his punch missed Su Yun, he swiftly gathered a layer of Soul Power around his entire arm and swept it toward Su Yun again.

Su Yun quickly stepped back to evade the attack.

Undeterred, the man in black swept his arm through the air and clenched his fist once more, unleashing a surge of Soul Power with another direct punch.

"Thunder—Soul Fist!"

This time, Su Yun didn't dodge. Yellow lightning coalesced in his palm as he met the incoming punch head-on.

Bang!

Their fists collided, setting off a massive explosion.

The force of the impact sent shockwaves through the room, shattering mirrors and toppling clothes racks.

Chaos reigned in an instant as the room was left in complete disarray.

Su Yun, still standing in place, wobbled slightly, while the man in black staggered back several steps, only coming to a halt when he crashed into the room's wall.

"Soul Controlling Stage!"

Both men looked up, their voices echoing each other in recognition.

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