Two Blue Silver Grasses? (2)

Two Blue Silver Grasses? (2)

After Yin Hao went down, Tang San was the only one left in the hall who had yet to awaken his Martial Soul.

Tang San stepped forward. Following the same procedure as before, another Blue Silver Grass bloomed in his hand.

Su Yuntao had not held out any hope to begin with, so seeing the Blue Silver Grass did not leave him particularly disappointed.

"All right, you can go down now."

"Sir, you haven't tested my Soul Power yet!"

Su Yuntao froze. He had been about to say that Blue Silver Grass could not possess Soul Power, but thinking of Yin Hao just now, he swallowed the words that had reached his lips.

He took out the crystal ball and held it out before Tang San.

Tang San placed his hand on it, and another burst of brilliant light erupted. Though it was slightly weaker than when Yin Hao had been tested, it was not far behind.

"Innate Level Nine Soul Power?"

Tang San should originally have possessed Innate Full Soul Power, but over the past few years, Yin Hao had "traded" away several levels from him. Fortunately, he had the Mysterious Heaven Skill, and his cultivation speed was not slow, allowing him to recover to Level Nine. Otherwise, he might not even have reached Level Five.

Su Yuntao was completely dumbfounded. Were Blue Silver Grasses this sought-after now? Other than feeding sheep, cows, and rabbits, what else could those things do?

"Innate Level Nine Soul Power, but it's a useless Martial Soul. Otherwise, he would have been a genius."

The door opened, and Old Jack hurried forward with a tense expression to greet Su Yuntao.

"Grandmaster, how was it? Do any of the children in our village have the potential to become Soul Masters this year?"

Su Yuntao looked at him, sighed, and said,

"There are two, but it's a pity."

A look of uncertain surprise appeared in Jack's eyes as he cautiously asked, "Grandmaster, then exactly..."

Su Yuntao said, "Among these nine children, only two possess Soul Power. One has Innate Full Soul Power, and the other has Innate Level Nine Soul Power. Unfortunately, both of their Martial Souls are Blue Silver Grass. Do you understand?"

"Blue Silver Grass? And two of them?" The disappointment on Jack's face was even more severe than Su Yuntao's.

Having served as village chief for so many years, he naturally understood what Innate Full Soul Power and Level Nine Soul Power meant. Yet for such Innate Soul Power to appear in a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, it truly was... sigh...

As the two chatted, the nine children gradually emerged from the Spirit Hall.

Old Jack stopped talking and looked over the group of children, but after searching for a long time, he could not find his own grandson.

Instead, there was an extra child with blue hair, one who was quite handsome.

Seeing that Su Yuntao was preparing to leave, Old Jack hurriedly stopped him.

"Respected Battle Soul Master, where is my boy? Why hasn't he come out yet?"

Su Yuntao turned around, pointed at the handsome blue-haired child, and said,

"Isn't that him?"

With that, he turned and left, leaving Old Jack alone, utterly bewildered in the wind.

The evening breeze blew gently. Rather than making people feel cold, it felt pleasantly warm against their bodies.

Old Jack held Yin Hao's hand as they walked home. From time to time, he would glance at Yin Hao beside him, still unable to recover from the shock.

After the Martial Soul awakening ended, he had spent more than half an hour talking with the child before him before finally confirming that he was indeed his grandson.

But what he could not understand was that he had clearly raised a silly chicken, so how had it suddenly turned into a goose? Was it a genetic mutation?

Fortunately, this world did not have the term plastic surgery. Otherwise, who knew what Old Jack might have thought.

While one tale unfolded, another followed its own thread.

Meanwhile, Tang San had already returned home.

Tang Hao was still the same as ever: dressed in ragged clothes, his head covered in grime, his entire body filthy, surrounded by an air of dejection.

When Tang Hao saw Tang San return, he did not even raise his eyes as he casually asked,

"You're back? What Martial Soul did you awaken?"

Although Tang Hao had been indifferent toward him since childhood and had even needed Tang San to take care of him, Tang San still cherished this hard-won family bond and treated Tang Hao with great respect.

Tang San spoke.

"Father, I awakened the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul..."

As he spoke, he opened his right hand, and a small, glistening blue blade of grass instantly appeared.

"Blue Silver Grass?" For some reason, when Tang Hao heard those three words, his body suddenly trembled. A peculiar light also appeared in his eyes, despite how little interest he usually showed in anything around him.

Tang San thought Tang Hao was reacting this way because he despised how poor his Martial Soul was, so he hurriedly added,

"Father, I actually have another Martial Soul. It seems to be... a hammer..."

The emotion Tang Hao had just begun to build was instantly interrupted. He abruptly turned toward Tang San.

"What did you say? You have another Martial Soul?"

Tang San nodded and extended his other hand. As a flash of black light passed, a pitch-black hammer appeared in his left hand.

But the moment it appeared, Tang San's brows immediately furrowed. His little face turned slightly pale, and his left hand began to tremble unconsciously, as though he would be unable to hold it the next moment.

Tang Hao grew even more excited. Two streams of old tears slid down his cheeks as he grabbed Tang San's arms with trembling hands and looked up at the sky.

"Twin Martial Souls! My son has Twin Martial Souls!"

At that moment, the long-dormant desire for revenge in Tang Hao's heart was ignited once more. "Spirit Hall..." A vicious glint flashed through Tang Hao's eyes, but he quickly concealed it before Tang San could notice.

After a long while, Tang Hao slowly said, "Remember this: in the future, you must use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right hand. Forever."

Though Tang San did not quite understand, he still nodded.

Tang Hao turned around, preparing to return to his room, but Tang San seemed to remember something at that moment.

"Right, Father. Someone else awakened a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul today as well."

Tang Hao waved his hand. On Douluo Continent, with its population of tens of billions, at least hundreds of thousands of people awakened Blue Silver Grass Martial Souls every year, so he did not care.

But Tang San's next sentence immediately caught his attention.

"But... his Blue Silver Grass seemed somewhat different from mine. It felt thicker and stronger, with golden patterns winding around it. It looked very beautiful..."

Tang Hao abruptly turned back.

"Little San, what did you say? Blue Silver Grass with golden patterns? And thicker than yours?"

Seeing Tang Hao's excited expression, Tang San was curious but did not rush to ask. Instead, he nodded and continued,

"Not only that. When he summoned his Martial Soul, I also felt a trace of closeness, as well as... reverence..."

Though he did not want to admit it, when Yin Hao had summoned his Martial Soul, Tang San had indeed briefly felt the urge to submit. But he quickly crushed that thought.

Tang Hao seemed even more excited. Grabbing Tang San's arm, he urgently asked,

"Who? Who awakened that Martial Soul? Who are his parents?"

Tang San was beginning to hurt from Tang Hao's grip. His brows creased slightly, but he still replied,

"It's Yin Hao, the one who often brings us rice. He has no parents. He's an orphan Grandpa Jack adopted."