This Time, Ye Feng Envied Tang San for Having a Titled Douluo Father

"Master, how was it? Did any of the children in our village have the potential to become Soul Masters this year?" Old Jack asked anxiously.

"Sigh, there were two. And both had Innate Full Soul Power!" Su Yuntao replied.

"Innate Full Soul Power?" Old Jack's eyes lit up.

"One had Innate Full Soul Power at level ten, while the other had Innate Full Soul Power at level twenty," Su Yuntao added.

"There's even one with Innate Full Soul Power at level twenty!" Old Jack's eyes widened. He stood frozen in place, too stunned to speak.

For a village, having a child with even a trace of Soul Power was already unprecedented. As for Innate Full Soul Power at level twenty, it had never happened in Holy Soul Village before.

"Sigh, what a pity. One has Blue Silver Grass as his martial soul, while the other has a pear blossom! Do you understand?" Su Yuntao said regretfully.

"Blue Silver Grass... pear blossom... Innate Full Soul Power... Master, is there really no way for Blue Silver Grass and pear blossoms to cultivate?" Old Jack asked unwillingly.

"It isn't that they can't cultivate at all. But what do you think Blue Silver Grass and pear blossoms can evolve into as their martial souls improve?" Su Yuntao spoke calmly. He glanced at Ye Feng and Tang San, who had already walked out of the hall, then sighed. "A useless martial soul is still a useless martial soul. Such a pity for those two with Innate Full Soul Power. All right, I still need to help children in other villages awaken their martial souls. I'll be leaving now."

After saying that, Su Yuntao turned and left, leaving Old Jack in deep conflict.

"Grandpa Jack, what is a soul ring? How can one obtain a soul ring?"

Tang San walked over to Old Jack and asked him.

"I don't know what a soul ring is either. To obtain one, it seems you need to hunt soul beasts. That's something only Soul Masters can do," Old Jack answered. After a pause, he looked at Tang San and asked, "Xiao San, you wouldn't happen to be the child Master mentioned with Innate Full Soul Power, would you?"

"I only have Innate Full Soul Power at level ten. Ye Feng has Innate Full Soul Power at level twenty." Tang San glanced at Ye Feng, who was slowly approaching from behind, his tone and words carrying a hint of envy.

Tang San had painstakingly cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Skill for years, yet his Soul Power was still ten levels lower than Ye Feng's. Even with a cheat, he still could not catch up to Ye Feng!

"Ye Feng, is your Innate Soul Power really level twenty?" Old Jack asked skeptically. Yet compared to Tang San, the look in his eyes held a little less shock.

"Yes," Ye Feng answered.

"Your martial soul. Let me see your martial soul," Old Jack demanded.

Ye Feng did as told and extended his right hand. A jade-like begonia flower appeared in his palm.

"Just as I thought. It looks very much like hers, but the color is wrong!" Old Jack murmured softly to himself.

"Like whose?" Ye Feng raised a brow and asked curiously.

A Soul Master's martial soul was inherited from their parents. Most people inherited the martial soul of one parent. Some experienced atavism, awakening the martial souls of their grandfather, grandmother, or even great-grandfather and great-grandmother.

Ye Feng had been an orphan since childhood. There was an unmarked grave in the village, and Old Jack had told him that his father and mother were buried there together. No matter how Ye Feng questioned him, Old Jack refused to tell him anything about his parents. The villagers only knew that one day, Old Jack returned from outside with two corpses in his carriage and a wailing infant in his arms. That was all.

Now, Old Jack's words had stirred Ye Feng's curiosity.

"Ye Feng, you are not allowed to become a Soul Master. Do you hear me?" Old Jack ordered sternly.

"Why can't I become a Soul Master?" Ye Feng asked.

"I said you can't, so you can't," Old Jack declared domineeringly.

"That won't do. I decide my own life," Ye Feng shot back.

"You..."

Old Jack glared at Ye Feng in anger. After a pause, he seemed to think of something, and his tone softened. "Our village only has one Work-Study Student quota. I'm the village chief. If I don't give it to you, let's see how you'll enroll at the Junior Soul Master Academy."

"Am I even your adopted son anymore?" Ye Feng roared furiously.

"Precisely because you are, I can decide whether or not you go study at the Junior Soul Master Academy." Old Jack smiled slyly. Then, looking at Tang San, he asked enticingly, "Tang San, tell Grandpa. Would you like to attend a specialized school to learn how Soul Masters cultivate? Only there can you find the most accurate knowledge about martial souls."

"I need to ask my Dad first," Tang San replied.

"Good child. You should ask your Dad about something like this. Come, I'll take you home." Old Jack patted Tang San's head, treating Ye Feng, who was even more outstanding than Tang San, as if he were invisible.

"Grandpa Jack, you just said our village only has one Work-Study Student quota?"

"Yes. That quota is yours."

"But Ye Feng's Soul Power is higher than mine!"

"So what? What can that useless martial soul of his evolve into as his Soul Power rises?"

"But... that seems unfair to him!"

"I'm the village chief, and I raised him. If I gave the Work-Study Student quota to him instead of you, that would be what was unfair."

Old Jack and Tang San walked farther and farther away, their voices fading into the distance. They left Ye Feng behind alone.

Ye Feng picked up a stone from the ground and viciously hurled it at the stone pillar bearing the handprint of a Soul Saint. "Damn it!"

Ye Feng watched Old Jack and Tang San's retreating backs. His brows furrowed as worry began to fill his heart.

Since Old Jack would not give Ye Feng the Work-Study Student quota, Ye Feng would not be able to study at the Junior Soul Master Academy in Notting City. If he could not attend a Soul Master Academy, no one would help him hunt soul beasts to obtain soul rings, nor would he be able to meet Xiao Wu.

Old Jack's words had disrupted Ye Feng's original plans.

"Do I have to find Su Yuntao and study at Spirit Hall's Soul Master Academy instead?"

Ye Feng could not help recalling Su Yuntao's invitation. Before leaving, Su Yuntao had said that if Ye Feng changed his mind, he could find him at Spirit Hall in Notting City.

"Xiao San, I never expected your talent to be so outstanding. What a pity that you have such a father. He didn't pass down a good martial soul to you. Otherwise, perhaps you really could have become the second Soul Saint of our village!"

Old Jack's voice drifted over from afar.

Ye Feng curled his lips and murmured, "Tang San's father is no ordinary man. He is the Clear Sky Douluo, renowned throughout the Soul Master world. Tang San also inherited his father's Clear Sky Hammer. When you go there this time, Tang Hao will definitely agree to let Tang San attend a Soul Master Academy. I really envy Tang San. Right from the start, he has a biological father who is a Titled Douluo. If I had one too, would I still be so poor that I couldn't even afford to attend a Soul Master Academy?"

"Ding dong!"

"The system has detected that the Host envies Tang San for having a Titled Douluo father. The system refuses to accept this and has gifted the Host a Titled Douluo master!"

PS: Everyone, take a guess—who will Ye Feng's master be?

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