The Third Elder revealed a slight smile on his face and said, “This kid is pretty good. At least the reward that we’ve offered is not wasted. I’ll guide him well in the future.”

Nangong Wan laughed and said, “Third Elder, don’t try to pull that trick on me. I noticed this kid first. Spiritual calling is my thing. You already have so many disciples, but I don’t even have one who’ll inherit everything that I have. I’ve already discussed this with the vice-founder. The tournament is an additional test for him. I want to him accept him as my inheriting disciple. Otherwise, why would I have asked the vice-founder to find this Class 9 stationary soul cannon shell? I’ve already spent a lot of money. There’s no way you can snatch him from me!”

The Third Elder snorted and said, “Don’t forget, he’s an outstanding soul engineer. He shouldn’t be older than twenty-four or twenty-five years old, but he’s already as good as a Class 6 soul engineer. If we continue to nurture him, he’ll definitely...