Douluo Continent: Starting with the Fire-Breathing Dragon Martial Soul!

Nottingham.

The carriage stopped near the city gate of Nottingham. Wang Zongchang leaned out of the carriage and looked at Lin Mo: "Are you really not coming back to the academy with me? Going straight to the Spirit Hall?"

"Hmm." Lin Mo nodded, jumped down from the carriage, and said.

"Now that I've obtained my first spirit ring and become a formal spirit master, I might as well go to the Spirit Hall to register my level and collect my subsidy."

"The sooner we finish, the less we'll have to make another special trip later."

Upon hearing this, Dean Wang Zongchang pointed in a direction to Lin Mo and said:

"Alright, you should know where the Spirit Hall is located, right? It's on the east side of the central square in the city, in that most conspicuous building, it's easy to find."

"Thank you, Dean," Lin Mo replied.

"Alright, go ahead by yourself. Be careful on the road," Dean Wang Zongchang added, then signaled the driver to drive the carriage toward Notting College.

Lin Mo stood there watching the carriage leave until it disappeared around the street corner before turning around and walking towards the location of the Spirit Hall.

……

He hadn't been to Nottingham many times, but he still remembered the main streets.

The central square is a bustling place in the city, and the Spirit Hall is located there, making it exceptionally conspicuous.

After walking for a short while and crossing several streets, a spacious square came into view.

On the east side of the square, a rather magnificent building stands there, with a domed architectural style and a huge emblem hanging above the door.

The emblem is engraved with only a sword, which means that the Spirit Hall in Notting City is the lowest level Spirit Hall.

"This is it."

Lin Mo thought to himself, and quickened his pace.

As he approached the imposing gates of the Spirit Hall, two guards wielding spears immediately noticed him.

One of the guards stepped forward and blocked his way. "Young man, this is the Spirit Hall. What brings you here?"

Lin Mo stopped and looked up at the gatekeeper. "Hello, uncles. I'm here for a Soul Master level assessment."

"A Soul Master level assessment?" The gatekeeper looked surprised and sized Lin Mo up and down. "Are you sure? Judging from your age, you just awakened your Martial Soul recently, right?"

"Yes." Lin Mo nodded, reached into his pocket, took out the Spirit Hall certificate he had carefully kept, and handed it over.

"This is my Spirit Hall certificate, issued by Master Su Yuntao, who helped me awaken my Spirit."

The gatekeeper took the paper, looked at it carefully, and compared it with Lin Mo's appearance. His expression of surprise deepened.

"Emperor Soul Village, Lin Mo, Martial Soul... Egg? Innate Soul Power Level Six?"

He read the information on the certificate in a low voice, then looked at Lin Mo again, "Okay, the certificate is real."

"Go inside, then turn left and go to the reception hall to find Master Matthew. He's in charge of this."

"Thank you, Uncle." Lin Mo thanked him, took the certificate handed back by the gatekeeper, carefully put it away, and then stepped into the gate of the Spirit Hall.

……

The lobby was quiet with few people.

Before long, Lin Mo saw a room with a sign that read "Reception Hall". He knocked on the door and, after hearing a response from inside, pushed the door open and entered.

In the reception hall, there was only one elderly man who looked to be in his sixties, dressed in the uniform of the Spirit Hall, sitting behind a desk, looking down at a document.

Hearing footsteps, the old man looked up, adjusted his glasses, and looked at Lin Mo with a kind smile: "Little friend, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Hello, are you Grand Soul Master Matthew?" Lin Mo asked politely.

"That's right, I am Matthew." The old man nodded. "You've come here?"

"Hello Master Matthew, my name is Lin Mo. I'm here for a Soul Master level assessment." Lin Mo said, taking out the Spirit Hall certificate again and handing it over with both hands.

Matthew took the certificate, adjusted his glasses, and examined it carefully.

He examined the Spirit Hall certificate that Lin Mo had submitted. Although the contents recorded by Su Yuntao on it surprised him somewhat, he remained calm.

However, when he looked up and his gaze inadvertently swept over Lin Mo, and he clearly felt the soul power fluctuations that Lin Mo was deliberately exuding, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

"You...your name is Lin Mo, right?"

Matthew's voice trembled slightly as he glanced down at the date on the certificate again, confirming,

"Your martial soul awakening has only been going on for about nine months, right?"

"Yes, Master Matthew," Lin Mo replied calmly.

"Nine months... from the sixth level of innate soul power to the bottleneck of the tenth level? And..." Matthew paused, his tone now filled with shock.

"Judging from the fluctuations of your soul power, you have clearly obtained your first soul ring! You are already a Soul Master?"

This couldn't help but surprise him. Although a talent with innate sixth-level soul power wasn't among the top talents on the continent, it was quite rare in the small city of Nottingham.

However, compared to the talent and martial spirit recorded in the notes, what Matthew was more shocked by was Lin Mo's cultivation speed.

In just nine months, he progressed from level six to the level ten bottleneck and successfully obtained his first soul ring.

This cultivation speed is truly astonishing.

Not to mention that the martial soul Lin Mo registered in his journal was a useless martial soul, an egg whose purpose was unknown...

"Yes, Master Matthew, I have indeed obtained my first spirit ring," Lin Mo said with certainty.

Matthew took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and said, "Good, good boy, you are truly a promising young man."

"Then, according to the procedure, please release your martial spirit so I can confirm it."

"Okay." Lin Mo's mind stirred slightly.

The next moment, a red light flashed, and a small fire dragon with an orange-yellow body and a bright flame burning on its tail appeared at his feet.

At the same time, a bright yellow spirit ring slowly rose from beneath the little fire dragon's feet, rotating rhythmically around its body and emitting energy fluctuations characteristic of a hundred-year spirit ring.

"A hundred... a hundred-year-old soul ring?!"

Matthew suddenly stood up from his chair, his eyes wide open, staring intently at the yellow spirit ring around the little fire dragon's body, his voice trembling with excitement.

He originally thought that it would be remarkable for Lin Mo to obtain a decent ten-year spirit ring, but he did not expect that it would be a rare hundred-year spirit ring.

However, after the initial shock, a new look of confusion appeared on his face as he looked at the spirited little fire dragon at Lin Mo's feet.

He picked up the certificate on the table, then looked at the little dragon, his gaze shifting back and forth between the notebook and the little dragon. He asked somewhat uncertainly:

"Wait, kid, your martial spirit... wait a minute! Isn't the certificate you have registered an egg?"

What... what's going on? And this hundred-year-old soul ring...