"Greetings, Young Sect Master."
Behind Huo Yuhao, the elders all bent down and saluted together, showing their respect.
"Greetings, Young Sect Master."
After a brief moment of daze, everyone present followed suit and saluted as well. But all of them were confused — wasn't it said that Huo Yuhao had already stepped down from his position as Young Sect Master and joined the Elder Council? Then who exactly were they saluting to right now?
Su Shan'er was at a loss, because the person those elders were bowing to was... her.
At that moment, Huo Yuhao spoke up to clear her confusion.
"Don't worry. Your position as Sect Master was decided unanimously by all the elders. You're still lacking in some areas right now, but that's fine — after all, no one is born a strong cultivator."
"Work hard. For now, your teacher will shield you from the wind and rain. But one day, I hope you'll grow strong enough that I can proudly say — 'Look, that's Su Shan'er's teacher.'"
His words were deeply moving. The young disciples' eyes sparkled, and even Su Shan'er felt an overwhelming rush of emotion as she bowed respectfully.
"Thank you for your guidance, Teacher. Shan'er will not disappoint your expectations."
Huo Yuhao smiled and nodded. "Since you're my disciple, it's only right that you know who your teacher is. Let me introduce myself — Huo Yuhao, martial soul: Lingmou (Spirit Eyes), sixty-second rank Battle Soul Emperor."
At the same time, six soul rings rose beneath his feet — yellow, purple, black, black, red, red.
The last two blood-red rings radiated a crushing aura that left everyone speechless.
Every gaze in the hall turned to Huo Yuhao in utter disbelief.
He was only thirteen… and already a six-ring Soul Emperor?!
And those soul rings — were they even real? This was absurd!
Even far away in the central hall, Du Busi (Poison Does Not Die) opened his eyes. The corners of the old man's mouth twitched. Another pair of hundred-thousand-year soul rings… this brat really is something else.
Su Shan'er was also stunned, but the shock quickly turned into boundless joy. Her teacher was actually a Soul Emperor — and such a monstrous one at that!
Seeing everyone's reaction, Huo Yuhao looked quite satisfied. He wasn't showing off — well, not entirely — but rather demonstrating strength.
He didn't want anyone in the sect mocking his disciple, calling her foolish for taking a "kid" as her teacher.
A little while later, Su Shan'er followed Huo Yuhao into a side hall next to the main one.
Inside, the elders were seated, with Du Busi in the main seat.
Su Shan'er stood nervously beside Huo Yuhao, clearly uneasy among these powerful figures.
Soon, a maid brought two cups of hot tea — the traditional tea of respect for a master.
Su Shan'er took one cup from the tray, held it carefully in both hands, and offered it forward.
"Please have some tea, Teacher."
Huo Yuhao accepted it, took a small, deliberate sip, then set the cup down with a nod.
"This title of 'teacher' isn't called for nothing. Here, this is your initiation gift. Open it and take a look."
A white jade box appeared in his hand — small but exquisitely crafted.
"Thank you, Teacher."
Su Shan'er was poor, but her manners were impeccable. She bowed before doing anything else.
"Go ahead, open it. See if you like it," Huo Yuhao said with a smile.
Su Shan'er nodded slightly and opened the jade box.
Inside lay a mushroom — blue and gold in color, a little strange-looking. She had no idea what it was for.
But Du Busi's eyes immediately narrowed as he examined it closely.
"This is the Peisui Hua Ling Xian — a near-immortal-grade herb. Consuming it improves one's physique and purifies the meridians."
Seeing Su Shan'er's confusion, Huo Yuhao explained patiently.
An immortal herb?! Du Busi's mouth twitched again. He suddenly remembered the bet he had made with this brat earlier…
The elders exchanged glances, shocked that such a wondrous thing even existed.
"Thank you, Teacher."
Upon hearing the herb's effects, Su Shan'er bowed again.
"Good. Keep it safe for now. Also, this is a storage wristband — it contains nine cubic meters of space inside."
Huo Yuhao took out a light-blue bracelet inlaid with silver gems.
After Su Shan'er stored the jade box inside the bracelet, Huo Yuhao's eyes gleamed mischievously.
He glanced at Du Busi, a sly spark flashing across his gaze.
The old man noticed that look and immediately had a bad feeling. His seat suddenly felt uncomfortable — as if hemorrhoids had flared up.
"Disciple," Huo Yuhao said, smiling, "go offer tea to your grandmaster."
"Yes, Teacher."
Without hesitation, Su Shan'er carried the remaining cup of tea to Du Busi. She bowed respectfully and held it out.
"Please have some tea, Grandmaster."
Du Busi: "..."
Now he understood exactly what the brat was plotting.
Gifting a storage soul tool, giving an immortal herb — and all this in front of everyone!
If he, as the grandmaster, didn't reciprocate, he'd look downright stingy.
Grinding his teeth internally, Du Busi looked at Huo Yuhao's smiling face and nearly spat blood. Young people these days — no martial virtue at all, bullying this old man!
He stiffly took the cup, took a bitter sip, and swore it was the most awful tea he'd ever tasted.
With a wave of his hand, a long rectangular box floated before Su Shan'er.
Using his kindest possible tone, Du Busi said, "Little one, your teacher and I once made a wager. I lost. This ten-thousand-year strength-type soul bone suits you perfectly — it was specially chosen by your teacher. Take it."
The elders present, who'd witnessed that previous bet, all looked at each other in confusion.
Huo Yuhao froze. Wait… when did I say that soul bone was for my disciple?!
Seeing his dumbfounded face, Du Busi smirked triumphantly. You think you can play tricks on me, brat? Guess who's getting the last laugh now.
Su Shan'er didn't immediately accept it; instead, she looked to her teacher for confirmation.
Huo Yuhao's expression softened instantly. "Your grandmaster has a vast fortune; he won't miss one soul bone. Take it."
Only then did Su Shan'er reach out to accept the box — though her hands trembled violently.
She might not grasp the full value of an immortal herb or storage device, but soul bones were another story.
Every soul master knew what they were worth. Wars had been fought over a single one. Two kingdoms once clashed for a soul bone, leaving tens of thousands dead. That's why they were called Blood River Treasures.
And among soul bones, external and hundred-thousand-year ones were the most priceless of all.
The little girl had never seen such extravagance. She was so overwhelmed that she forgot to thank or even bow.
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