Chapter 290 Mission

When the old man heard Miguel say that they belonged to the Spirit Hall, he breathed a sigh of relief. Although the Spirit Hall's spirit masters were a bit arrogant, they treated ordinary people quite well and wouldn't cause them trouble for no reason.

"This is Holy Soul Village. I am Elder Jack, the village chief of Holy Soul Village. The nearest city to us is Notting City."

After hearing Old Jack's self-introduction, Miguel was stunned for a moment. After all, he never expected that the direction he randomly chose would lead him to Holy Soul Village. However, Miguel quickly remembered that after Xiao Wu transformed into human form in the original story, she came to Notting City to study. From this, it was not difficult to see that there must be a way to Notting City from the Star Dou Great Forest. Otherwise, given Xiao Wu's behavior in the original story, she would have been sold off somewhere long ago!

"Thank you so much, grandpa!"

After expressing his gratitude, Miguel immediately unleashed his scepter: "Decree, Baptism of Light!"

The soft light shone on old Jack, and he felt warm all over, his body became lighter, as if he had become several years younger.

"Thank you for your grace, Soul Master!" Old Jack said respectfully.

"Father Luke, let's leave!"

"promise!"

After speaking, Miguel led his group towards Notting City. It was getting late, and to avoid traveling at night, Miguel and his companions hurried, arriving at the Spirit Hall branch in Notting City before complete darkness. Thanks to the Holy Son's Token they possessed, the Spirit Hall staff quickly arranged accommodations for them.

After entering the bedroom, Daglas asked, "Brother, why didn't you give that village chief money before?"

“He’s just an ordinary person. He can’t keep his money. It’s better to give him a healthy body than money.”

"Brother, why were you in such a hurry to leave when you heard about Holy Soul Village?"

"After Tang Hao killed the Pope, he has been hiding in Holy Soul Village. If we stay in Holy Soul Village for too long, Tang Hao will worry that his whereabouts will be exposed and he will have bad thoughts. He will destroy the village when we can't see him."

"Brother, you are merciful!"

Miguel ignored Daglas's praise and used his divine status to summon Father Luke.

"Your Highness, may I ask why you summoned me here?"

"Does Holy Soul Village or Notting City have the aura of a Title Douluo?"

"I didn't feel it."

"Could it be that Tang Hao isn't by his beloved son's side or in Holy Soul Village at this moment?" Miguel couldn't help but wonder to himself.

After pondering for a moment, Miguel casually said, "I'm assigning you two tasks. First, use your dream-entry technique to go to Notting Academy and get your hands on the half-beast, half-human cultivation method, 'Mysterious Heaven Technique.' Second, this is the script. The content of the script for the Eighth Bureau will be presented to Old Jack, whom we met before, in the form of a dream. Try your best to complete these two tasks, but don't force yourself if you can't."

"promise!"

After Father Luke left, Daglas couldn't help but ask curiously, "Brother, don't we all have the most suitable cultivation techniques for ourselves? Why do you still want to seek other cultivation techniques?"

"Our cultivation method is good, but it has great limitations. Basically, no one else can cultivate it. The cultivation methods in Douluo Continent are too crude. It would be too wasteful of divine power to modify them into a method suitable for ordinary believers. Although the Xuan Tian Gong is not that great either, and it is not as good as our method at all, it is quite suitable for ordinary believers to cultivate."

"I see. So what exactly was the script you gave Father Luke?"

Miguel smiled and nodded at Daglas. Immediately, a flood of information rushed into Daglas's mind. Daglas didn't waste any time and immediately sat down cross-legged to digest the information Miguel had transmitted to him.

Following Miguel's directions, Father Luke quickly found Tang San. However, it was still early, and Tang San was sitting cross-legged on his dormitory bed, diligently cultivating.