Chapter 65: Enrollment Stress Test
Councilor Zhi Lin looked at Charmander standing in the middle of the field, and a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes.
"Lin Mo, your Martial Soul is dragon type, and it also exists in an external form."
"As far as I know, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the Upper Three Sects, has a dragon type inherited Martial Soul, and a disciple with an external form once appeared within their clan."
He paused, his gaze sweeping across Lin Mo's face as his brows slowly drew together.
"Could it be that you are a lost disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"
"But that does not seem right either. Shouldn't the children of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan all bear the surname Yu?"
"Your surname is Lin. What exactly is going on?"
The moment he heard that, Lin Mo felt a jolt in his heart and an immense headache coming on. He quickly waved both hands.
"Councilor Zhi Lin, please do not misunderstand."
"I am not from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. I only have Charmander because of a Martial Soul mutation."
"Charmander has absolutely nothing to do with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
He took a breath and tried to make his explanation even clearer.
"Also, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon inherited Martial Soul is lightning attributed, while my Charmander is purely fire attributed."
Lin Mo only felt his head pounding.
If he were mistakenly identified as someone from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, it would become a huge mess.
His Elementary Spirit Master academy had been Nuoding Academy. Coincidentally, the disgraced member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang, the man who was supposedly invincible in theory, was a guest elder there.
And Liu Erlong, who already had a relationship with Yu Xiaogang that went beyond all normal boundaries, was also a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Her Spirit happened to be a Fire Dragon mutated from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.
There were simply too many coincidences.
This was one of the reasons Lin Mo had insisted on refusing Spirit Hall back then.
Although Yu Xiaogang claimed to be an outcast of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the clan itself, especially his father Yu Yuanzhen, had never truly given up on him.
The one who had given up was Yu Xiaogang himself.
Not many people knew Yu Xiaogang was in Nuoding City, but it was not as if no one knew.
If Lin Mo had truly gone to Spirit Hall, things might have remained manageable while Charmander was still just an egg. But once it hatched into Charmander and later evolved into Charizard, the matter would definitely have been reported upward through the ranks.
It would have been fine so long as that madwoman Bibi Dong never noticed.
But if she did notice, she would never let it go so easily.
For one thing, she might very well try to use him to help Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul continue mutating or evolving.
After all, she had never truly given up on Yu Xiaogang.
Secondly, if Bibi Dong mistakenly believed he was the child of Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong, then the trouble would become truly enormous.
Given how increasingly unhinged Bibi Dong had become, Lin Mo would not have been surprised no matter what she chose to do.
For Spirit Masters on the Douluo Continent, the easiest way to judge a Bloodline inheritance was through the Martial Soul of the offspring.
Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul was Luo San Pao, an External Beast Martial Soul.
Liu Erlong's Martial Soul was a Fire Dragon mutated from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.
And Lin Mo's Martial Soul just happened to be Charmander, another External Beast Martial Soul like Yu Xiaogang's. On top of that, he had come from Nuoding City, where Yu Xiaogang had been staying all these years.
That was simply too absurd a coincidence.
With that many coincidences stacked together, there was no need to guess what Bibi Dong would assume about his identity.
Neither possibility was something Lin Mo wanted to face, so he had to crush that line of suspicion before it could ever take root.
After hearing Lin Mo's explanation, the 3 councilors exchanged glances and all saw the same relief in one another's eyes.
Chief Meng Shenji nodded slightly, and the expression on his face relaxed once more.
They had only asked casually.
Besides, if Lin Mo were truly a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and also possessed such heaven defying talent, how could that clan possibly allow him to wander outside alone, let alone become the disciple of a healing Spirit Douluo?
That did not align with the interests of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan at all.
Outsiders naturally did not know that the master disciple relationship between Lin Mo and Elder Ye Linyuan had nothing to do with Spirit Master cultivation. It was about medical skills and saving lives.
With that thought, the last trace of doubt in the hearts of the 3 councilors disappeared completely.
To them, and to Heaven Dou Royal Academy as well, the best possible outcome was that Lin Mo had no connection to the Upper Three Sects.
If such a peerless genius could remain wholeheartedly within the Heaven Dou Empire, that would be a blessing for Heaven Dou.
Soul Douluo Zhi Lin looked at Lin Mo, and a gentle smile returned to his face. He took 2 steps forward, his tone calm once again.
"Alright, little fellow, do not be nervous. We only asked casually."
Then his tone shifted slightly.
"However, I must admit, you have truly piqued my interest."
"A Rank 28 Spirit Grandmaster before the age of 10 sounds unbelievable even just hearing it."
"This old man would like to personally test whether your foundation is solid and see where your limit truly lies."
"Treat it as a simple enrollment test. What do you say?"
When Lin Mo heard that, he felt no nervousness at all. Instead, he felt a faint trace of anticipation.
He had long wanted to personally experience the pressure of a high level Spirit Master.
This kind of pressure was extremely beneficial for tempering one's will and testing the limits of one's own power.
He remembered very clearly that in another timeline, Soul Douluo Zhi Lin had used Spirit Power pressure to bring Tang San considerable benefit.
Without hesitation, Lin Mo nodded and bowed respectfully to Councilor Zhi Lin.
"Alright, Councilor Zhi Lin. I am willing to accept the test. Thank you for the trouble."
Hearing that, the admiration in Zhi Lin's eyes deepened.
He said nothing more. He merely raised his right hand.
In the next instant, Lin Mo felt as if the surrounding air had suddenly become thick and heavy, as though his entire body had sunk into a swamp.
A vast, yet not violent, wave of Spirit Power surged in from all directions like a silent tide, enveloping both him and Charmander.
This pressure was not a crude burst of force. It was an invisible and omnipresent compression, testing the circulation of his Spirit Power and the endurance of his body.
Almost the moment the pressure descended, Soul Douluo Zhi Lin had already confirmed Lin Mo's Spirit Power rank.
It was indeed Rank 28, and very close to a breakthrough.
There was no falsehood in it whatsoever, and that made him marvel at this child's talent yet again.
As an 8 ring Spirit Douluo, Zhi Lin's Spirit Power was as vast as the sea.
But because he worried that Lin Mo was young and might not be able to withstand too much at once, he controlled his Spirit Power with extraordinary precision, increasing the pressure little by little, thread by thread.
His concentration was fully focused. The moment he noticed even the slightest sign that Lin Mo could not endure it, he could instantly withdraw the pressure and ensure that no harm came to him at all.
However, as time slowly passed, the relaxed expression on Zhi Lin's face gradually disappeared, replaced by growing astonishment.
According to his expectations, even if Lin Mo could hold on, his expression should have become tense by now, his Spirit Power should have been running at full force, and his body should have been trembling slightly.
Yet the reality before him was completely different.
At the center of the field, Lin Mo still stood upright and steady. There was not the slightest trace of pain on his face, and even his breathing remained fairly calm.
As for Charmander at his feet, it was even more outrageous.
Aside from flicking its tail alertly the moment the pressure first descended, it soon let out a lazy yawn, then casually lifted one claw and scratched its own chin, looking completely at ease.
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