"Yes." David Carter quickly spoke up, saying, "This is William Carter, one of the direct descendants of our The Carter Family. Today, he was supposed to be testing his true qi aptitude in the Trial Hall, but unexpectedly, we discovered that he actually has the aptitude of a spiritual practitioner, and moreover—"

"Enough." The middle-aged man interrupted him impatiently, saying, "I understand. He stays, you two can go back."

Edward Carter and David Carter looked at each other in dismay. They had personally accompanied him here, hoping to meet the clan elder and claim credit. If they were sent away with just a few words, wouldn't they become a laughingstock?

"Ahem, brother, could you do us a favor?" Edward Carter said with a forced smile. "We came here hoping to meet the clan elder who presides over the Spirit Hall."

"Hmph." The middle-aged man's expression changed as he said, "Do you know what kind of status the clan elder has? He's not someone you can just meet whenever you want." He glared at them, then beckoned to William Carter, saying, "You, come in. I'll take you to see the duty spiritual practitioner."

William Carter's eyes darted around as he glanced at the two beside him.

David Carter and Edward Carter looked extremely displeased, but they seemed to be very wary of this middle-aged man—or perhaps they simply didn't dare to make a scene here.

Exchanging a glance, Edward Carter lowered his voice helplessly and said, "William, go in with him. Sigh, the two of us will wait for you out here."

"That's right, we'll wait for you to come out," David Carter said firmly without hesitation.

William Carter responded and obediently entered through the side door. However, he was quite surprised in his heart—this Spirit Hall was truly extraordinary.

His own father had been meek and submissive in front of David Carter and Edward Carter, afraid to offend them. But after arriving here, those two didn't even have the qualifications to enter.

It seemed the Spirit Hall's status was much higher than that of the so-called Inner Hall disciples.

The middle-aged man led William Carter inside, and his face immediately changed, revealing a harmonious smile like a chameleon. "How should I address you, young man?"

"Junior William Carter."

"Oh, so it's Young Master William. Please, come with me," he said with a beaming smile, leading the way.

William Carter was stunned for a moment. Although he couldn't figure out why this man's attitude had changed so quickly, he still hurried to follow.

With the middle-aged man leading the way, they entered a main hall. The man went in to report, and after a moment, a man in his thirties walked out slowly.

Chapter 8: Prodigy

This man was handsome, his wide sleeves fluttering, and he carried an air of transcendence that made it easy for people to feel goodwill toward him.

He gently waved his hand, and the middle-aged man who had brought William Carter immediately withdrew quietly.

"Hehe, your name is William Carter, right?"

"Yes," William Carter replied nervously.

The man waved his hand lightly and said, "No need to be nervous. I am the Spirit Hall's duty spiritual master for this month, Grant Carter. You can call me Uncle Grant or Uncle Mason."

William Carter quickly said, "Nephew greets Uncle Grant."

Grant Carter nodded in satisfaction and said, "I heard you were found to have the talent of a spiritual practitioner during the test in the Trial Hall. Very good. Although our The Carter Family has many martial artists, the number of spiritual practitioners has always been small. In this vast Spirit Hall, even counting the recruited outsiders, there are fewer than thirty spiritual practitioners."

William Carter's eyes widened in surprise. When he came in, he had seen with his own eyes how vast the Spirit Hall was—it could practically be called a city within a city.

A place like this could easily house ten thousand people.

Yet, this man said there were fewer than thirty spiritual practitioners here. Even counting servants and relatives, so few people living in such a huge place seemed far too extravagant.

Grant Carter smiled slightly and said, "Come with me. Let me see what kind of spiritual practitioner aptitude you have."

With that, he turned and walked away. William Carter dared not be slow and quickly followed.

Before long, they arrived at a courtyard. The courtyard was several acres in size, with some common wild grasses growing inside.

Grant Carter stopped and said, "William, can you tell what is different about this place compared to the outside?"

William Carter was taken aback. He looked around for a while, then shook his head and said, "Uncle Grant, I don't notice anything different."

Grant Carter's brows furrowed slightly, a trace of disappointment flashing in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it and said, "It's nothing, really. It's just that the spiritual energy here is a bit denser than outside, so it's very suitable for testing spiritual aptitude." He said gently, "Now, calm your mind and sense your surroundings. See if you can attract spiritual energy to gather around you."

William Carter scratched his head in confusion and asked, "Uncle Grant, how do I attract spiritual energy to myself?"

Grant Carter couldn't help but laugh and said, "It's very simple, just do it like this."

His smile didn't change, but suddenly, a white glow appeared around him, little points of light swirling about him like countless fireflies dancing and leaping.

William Carter's expression shifted slightly. This scene, like a magic trick, would seem mysterious and unfathomable to ordinary people. However, William Carter could easily sense the profoundness within it.