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Chapter 28 Master Su Yuntao (3)

Not long after, an old man in coarse cloth and with a kind face slowly came into view on the path at the entrance of the village. He was the village chief, Old Jack. Although his steps were not hurried, they were firm and steady, which could not be ignored.

Next to old Jack was a little boy about six years old, his face full of anticipation and curiosity.

The appearance of the village chief, Old Jack, seemed to bring a touch of warmth to this quiet morning. He looked at Su Yuntao with a smile, his eyes full of trust and gratitude:

"Respected Battle Spirit Master, I am sorry to have kept you waiting. This is the last child in the village who will awaken his martial spirit this year, Tang San, who is full of desire to become a spirit master."

As he spoke, Old Jack patted Tang San's shoulder gently, encouraging him, "Xiao San, this is the master who awakened your martial spirits. You and the master go in. Grandpa hopes that one of you can become a spirit master."

Su Yuntao consoled him, "Okay, Old Jack, you said the same thing last year. Is it really that easy to become a spirit master? I have been to six villages, and there is no one with spirit power. There is no suitable spirit either."

There was a trace of sadness in Old Jack's eyes. He sighed and said, "Yes! Only the inheritors of the major sects are most likely to become soul masters. It is too difficult for ordinary people like us. It would be great if our village could have another child like Mu Yun." Shaking his head, he walked out of the Spirit Hall.

Seeing Old Jack walk out, Li Muyun patted Xiao Ai's shoulder gently, then walked towards the village chief Old Jack.

Su Yuntao's voice sounded behind him, "My name is Su Yuntao, I'm a level 26 Great Spirit Master, and I'm your guide. Now, I will help you awaken your spirits one by one. Remember, no matter what happens, don't..."

Outside.

When the village chief, Old Jack, saw Li Muyun approaching, a kind smile appeared on his face. "Child, what can I do for you?"

The sun shines on Li Muyun's resolute face. He walks slowly towards the village chief, Old Jack. Every step seems to carry the hardships and growth of the past five years. His figure lengthens in the morning light, gradually overlapping and separating from the young boy in his memory.

"Grandpa Jack, it's me, Muyun." Li Muyun's voice was gentle and slightly choked. His eyes, which had experienced countless trials, were now flashing with a complex light, showing both a deep longing for his hometown and a firm belief in the future.

When the village chief Old Jack heard this, the cane in his hand trembled slightly, and his cloudy eyes lit up instantly, as if he had traveled through the long river of time and saw again the child who had played on his knees. He raised his head suddenly, and his eyes swept back and forth over Li Muyun, trying to capture every change over the years.

Village chief Old Jack's voice trembled slightly, tears welled up in his eyes, and he held Li Muyun's hands tightly, as if he was afraid that this reunion was just a dream. "Muyun, it's really you, where have you been for the past five years? Everyone in the village said you were missing, I...I thought I would never see you again."

Old Jack's voice was full of concern and reluctance, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Li Muyun's heart.

Li Muyun looked at the wrinkled but still kind face of the village chief, old Jack, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He knelt down slowly, and the sound of his knees touching the ground was particularly clear in the quiet air.

"Grandpa Jack, I'm sorry to have made you worry. In the past five years, I have been to many places and experienced many things, but I have never forgotten the village and the kindness you and everyone have shown me."

Li Muyun's eyes flashed with determination and gratitude, as if he wanted to tell this old man, who was like a family member, about the ups and downs of the past five years.

Village Chief Old Jack stroked Li Muyun's head with shaking hands, his eyes full of love and relief, "Hey, kid, what are you doing? Get up..." Li Muyun looked up at Old Jack, his eyes slightly red, a relieved smile on his lips. He stood up slowly, gently helped Village Chief Old Jack to sit on a stone bench, and half-knelt in front of the old man.

"Grandpa Jack, let me tell you about my experiences over the past five years. Although the journey has been long and full of challenges, every step has made me stronger and made me understand that no matter where I go, home will always be my warmest harbor."

"Grandpa Jack, I've been..."

"..."

Time seemed to be gently accelerated, and in the blink of an eye, the ceremony of awakening the martial soul was coming to an end.

As Master Su Yuntao's low and powerful voice ended, the door of the Spirit Hall slowly opened, and a beam of light came in from outside, illuminating the faces of everyone inside the door.

Tang San walked out first, his eyes flashing with an unprecedented light, a desire and awe for an unknown power.

He raised his right hand gently, and in the palm of his hand, a faint blue light slowly condensed, and finally turned into a blue silver grass that looked ordinary but contained vitality.

The children and villagers around looked at them in amazement, as if they had witnessed the birth of a miracle.

Seeing this, Village Chief Old Jack's eyes flashed with excitement and anticipation. He slowly stood up and walked towards Master Su Yuntao with a staggering but extremely firm steps.

Old Jack stood in front of Su Yuntao, his hands trembling slightly, with a barely perceptible nervousness in his voice: "Master Su Yuntao, I...I want to ask, among these children, is there anyone who could possibly become a soul master?"

Su Yuntao's eyes swept over Tang San and the other children one by one, and finally fixed on Old Jack's face, "There is one, that person named Tang San, he... is a genius, and a genius with innate full soul power."

In fact, Su Yuntao was not sure whether Tang San was a genius, but Xiao Ai said that Tang San was a genius, so he had to say that Tang San was a genius.

With Li Muyun's previous experience, Su Yuntao still agreed with Xiao Ai's statement. After all, even if Tang San was not a genius, it would not be a loss to him.

Li Muyun walked over to the two of them, turned his eyes gently to the old village chief Jack, and said softly: "Grandpa Jack, I'm going to go home first. Mom must be waiting for me too. I will definitely come to see you later, and we can have a good chat about these years."

Old Jack smiled and nodded, his eyes moistened a little, but full of relief. "Okay, good boy, go home quickly, don't let your family wait anxiously. Grandpa will prepare your favorite dish tonight."

Li Muyun turned around and called Xiao Ai, his steps were somewhat anxious, but also very firm. Unlike the boy who ran away from home five years ago, he is now more upright and mature.

Seeing this, Xiao Ai quickly followed him and said, "Brother Muyun, wait for me. I don't know the way home."

(End of this chapter)