"Little one, where are your adults!"
As Wang Zhong mumbled to himself, a beautiful face with a sweet smile appeared before his eyes. She wasn't exceptionally beautiful, but she was natural and gentle.
"My adults have likely left."
Wang Zhong stepped away from the pillar, thought for a moment, and replied with uncertainty.
"Then do you need me to escort you home?" the sweet-smiling woman asked kindly.
Wang Zhong shook his head and asked the woman, "Excuse me, sister, how do I participate in a Soul Duel here?"
This question surprised the woman for a moment, but she quickly recovered and extended an arm, gesturing to the side.
"Please follow me."
There were no further questions, nor was any special consideration given to Wang Zhong's height or age. She simply led the way forward with peace and politeness.
They walked in silence until the woman led Wang Zhong through the main hall and up to the second floor, to a place resembling an office desk. The woman then said softly with a smile.
"This is the Grand Soul Duel Arena, the place for Soul Master registration. Please go to the front desk, and someone will assist and guide you."
"I shall take my leave now and wish you a prosperous journey in the martial arts!"
With her hands clasped at her abdomen, the woman bowed and offered her blessings before quietly departing.
Although Wang Zhong might not be very old, his identity as a Soul Master was enough for her to address him as "Sir."
Her actions were concise, efficient, and beyond reproach, as if honed through countless repetitions.
Watching her leave, Wang Zhong walked to the front desk and asked, "Excuse me, what should I do to register!"
The person at the front desk was also a beautiful woman. Although she wore the same uniform, she lacked the sweet smile of the previous woman. Instead, a hint of seriousness graced her face. Even as Wang Zhong spoke, she was busy with her tasks, her movements conveying a sense of efficiency and composure.
Upon seeing Wang Zhong, she stopped her work and directly asked, "Name?"
Wang Zhong tilted his head, thought for a moment, and said, "Wang Zhong."
"Age?"
"A little over seven, not yet eight."
Her writing motion paused. The woman looked at Wang Zhong, her eyes filled with suspicion. A seven-year-old child this tall? This large?
Children's development these days was too rapid! At only seven years old, he looked like an eleven or twelve-year-old.
However, with her professional demeanor, she didn't say more and continued, "Soul Power level?"
"Level thirty-six."
Wang Zhong held his head and smiled playfully at her.
But the woman's brows furrowed, her expression showing a hint of sternness and impatience.
"Little one, the Grand Soul Duel Arena is not a place for games! If you truly wish to participate in Soul Duels and avoid punishment, please cooperate with me, thank you!"
A child over seven with level thirty-six Soul Power, was she joking!
"I'm not lying."
Wang Zhong answered her very earnestly, without any excessive emotion due to her impatience, as this was indeed too far beyond people's imaginations.
"Then, may I have a look at your Soul Master's handbook!"
The impatience on the woman's face receded, replaced by a hint of hesitation and probing. The Soul Master's handbook, as proof of a Soul Master's identity, was not something easily shown to others, as it contained almost all the information about a Soul Master from the moment they became one.
It was akin to stripping oneself bare and standing before another.
It was precisely because this request was unusual that the front desk woman hesitated. But without it, she had no way of recording such information.
A Soul Elder at seven years old! If the administrators found out, she would be severely reprimanded!
"Soul Master's handbook!"
"This, this... I didn't bring it!"
Wang Zhong scratched his head sheepishly. He hadn't expected to need such a thing before coming out, and Ghost Douluo's methods were too peculiar; he had arrived in Spirit City so suddenly that he hadn't had time to prepare.
"Then, could you please display your Soul Rings!"
A displeasure was evident on the woman's face. She was now certain that the young man before her was here to fool around and toy with them.
"Displaying Soul Rings, I can do that!"
Wang Zhong nodded on the spot and was about to reveal his Soul Rings, but then a clear, sharp voice rang out.
"Alright, little fellow, hold on. You can't display your Soul Rings here!"
"It will cause trouble!"
A tall, spirited woman with neat short hair and an heroic face appeared beside Wang Zhong, a smile on her lips.
"Sir!"
Upon seeing the newcomer, the front desk attendant immediately bowed. The staff members who were busy with other tasks, guiding or explaining, also put down their work and bowed respectfully to this person.
"Sir!"
After doing so, they then returned to their previous tasks.
As for the people coming and going, if they knew who this woman was, their eyes would be filled with respect and deference. If they didn't, it would be curiosity and confusion.
"Xiao Yue, register him as he said."
"But strike out the age and name!"
The woman instructed the front desk attendant named Xiao Yue.
Although Xiao Yue was surprised by the woman's words, she respectfully followed the instructions.
"Little Wang Zhong, give yourself a nickname!"
The spirited woman looked down, smiling at Wang Zhong, her brow conveying familiarity and kindness.
This display not only made Xiao Yue's heart skip a beat but also filled those around who noticed the scene with curiosity and surprise.
"Lord Ling Yuan?" Wang Zhong sized her up, carefully sensing the deeply hidden pressure of Soul Power emanating from her, and tentatively asked.
Ling Yuan smiled, nodded, and patted Wang Zhong's shoulder, urging him.
"Hurry, many people are noticing this."
"Oh, okay!"
"Wood Man, how about that." After thinking for a moment, Wang Zhong recalled the appearance of his wood clone and said directly.
"Anything is fine, it's just a codename, not important," Ling Yuan said with a smile, nodding at Xiao Yue to indicate she should record it.
"Sir, what is this child's Martial Soul?" Xiao Yue asked again.
"Martial Soul Tree!" Wang Zhong replied immediately.
Without delay, Xiao Yue recorded everything and nodded at Ling Yuan. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
With the registration complete, Ling Yuan then took Wang Zhong's small hand and led him to a higher floor.
This action naturally caused surprise among all the staff present, and also drew the attention of everyone who knew her identity.
Ling Yuan, one of the elders of the Spirit Hall, was actually so enthusiastic and close to a child.
Who exactly was that child!
Such questions occupied everyone's minds.
"A relative? A child? Or an outstanding descendant of the family!"
"Or does he have a special identity!"
All sorts of questions swirled in everyone's minds, and finally, someone boldly approached the front desk.
"Miss Yue, excuse me, who is that child?"
"Wood Man!"
This answer stunned the questioner on the spot. Just as he was about to ask something else, Xiao Yue had already begun to usher him away.
"If you wish to participate in a Soul Duel, please present your Soul Duel badge! If not, please step aside slightly, thank you!"