Space

Space was something very difficult to understand and describe.

Unlike "power," space, time, and fate might not possess the formidable might of power, but in every other respect, they far surpassed it.

The unique inscrutability of space.

The unique immortality of time.

The unique observability of fate.

In terms of sheer difficulty, among the Three Thousand Great Daos, only these three were the most troublesome.

"So how am I supposed to use it?"

Lu Yuan lay on his shabby little bed, raised his right hand, and stared at the strange pattern on the back of it as he muttered to himself.

The pattern was silver. From its appearance, it looked more like a circle.

Of course, the reason it was only "more like a circle"...

Was mainly because a straight silver line ran directly through its center, destroying the circle's completeness.

Unlike the other children, Lu Yuan was one of only two people in this small village with Innate Full Soul Power.

The reason there were "only two" was mainly because he was not the sole owner of Innate Full Soul Power.

The other person in the village with Innate Full Soul Power was called Tang San.

He also had a drunkard father named Tang Hao.

Lu Yuan was extremely glad that he had not forgotten the general plot after transmigrating.

Of course, if he were choosing based solely on the protagonist, Lu Yuan still felt it would be better to follow Xiao Yan.

Compared to Tang San in the second and third parts, Xiao Yan had always been quite loyal.

The idea was beautiful.

But the final result proved one thing—ideas were ideas, and reality was reality.

Never mind transmigrating to another world again.

Right now, he had not even figured out how to use his own Martial Soul.

Lu Yuan could sense extremely obvious fluctuations in the space beside his hand.

They even caused the space around him to fluctuate as well.

This proved that his Martial Soul had a very close connection to space.

But he did not know how to use or control it.

Tang San's first Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass, would follow a control-focused development path before eventually evolving into the Blue Silver Emperor and improving its Martial Soul quality.

Tang San's second Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, would follow a strong assault path. Because its Martial Soul quality was incredibly high, there was no need to further improve it.

Or rather, even if Tang San wanted to improve the Clear Sky Hammer's quality, there was nowhere left for it to advance.

But Lu Yuan was different.

The space type had no weaknesses.

Whether in attack or defense.

It even extended into support.

Its development path had been laid out crystal clear, leaving him with nothing to worry about.

The only thing stumping him was that he could not push open the door before him.

If he could not even get started, then the future he imagined would ultimately be nothing but a fantasy bubble.

Lost in thought, Lu Yuan paid no attention to the passage of time.

It was not until his stomach growled that Lu Yuan came back to his senses.

The setting sun sank westward.

The sky gradually darkened.

It was indeed time for dinner.

Lu Yuan let out a soft sigh, put on his shoes, and went into the kitchen to check the rice jar.

Sure enough, there was not a single grain of rice in it.

His little face could not help but fall.

Although his memory was excellent and worth being proud of, memory could not fill his stomach.

After drinking some water to comfort his protesting stomach, Lu Yuan returned to bed, pulled up the blanket, and closed his eyes.

"Go to sleep. Once I'm asleep, I won't be hungry."

Bang Bang Bang!

Bang Bang Bang!

The short, forceful, urgent knocking startled Lu Yuan, who had only just begun to feel sleepy.

"Who is it!?"

"Xiao Yuan, Xiao Yuan, open the door. It's your Grandfather Jack. There's something I need to ask your opinion on."

Lu Yuan could not help grumbling inwardly, I'm Joseph, then.

Of course, that did not stop him from getting up to open the door.

After pouring a cup of water and placing it before Village Chief Old Jack, Lu Yuan sat in the chair opposite him and listened as Old Jack rambled on about the problem.

A moment later, Lu Yuan briefly summarized Old Jack's words.

It was nothing more than the question of who should receive an enrollment spot.

Although the student would enroll as a Work-study Student, for a child from a small village, simply having an enrollment spot was already quite good.

After all, it was an elementary Soul Master academy.

Under normal circumstances, there would be no suspense over who received this spot.

But this year, two geniuses with Innate Full Soul Power had appeared at once.

Tang San was clever and likable.

But although he possessed Innate Full Soul Power, his Martial Soul was the trash Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass.

His path ahead seemed destined already.

Lu Yuan also possessed Innate Full Soul Power, but no one knew what exactly his Martial Soul was.

Even Su Yuntao, the Spirit Hall deacon responsible for the awakening, had said that he did not know what this child's Martial Soul was.

Other than the pattern on the back of his hand, there was nothing unusual about him.

What Ghost could tell what kind of Martial Soul that was?

Could it be some anti-counterfeit mark bestowed by the heavens?

One genius with a trash Martial Soul, and one genius with an uncertain Martial Soul.

There was only one enrollment spot.

From the awakening until now, over the course of this half day, Old Jack only felt as though his hair were falling out in clumps.

"What did Tang San say?"

"Don't even mention it! Xiao San really wants to go, but you know that drunkard's rotten temper."

"He insists on stopping Xiao San at all costs and won't let him go!"

The moment he brought it up, Old Jack was so angry that his beard trembled and his eyes widened.

Lu Yuan spread his hands. "Since Tang San's father is stopping Tang San from going, then you might as well give the spot to me."

"Even if you give it to Tang San, there's a high chance he won't be able to go."

"It would be wasted anyway."

"So you might as well let me try. What if I manage to make something of myself?"

Old Jack could not help nodding.

That made sense.

However, although the palm and back of the hand were both flesh, one would always favor one side.

Old Jack inevitably still felt a trace of hesitation.

"Besides, Grandfather Jack, think of it this way: Tang San's Martial Soul is already a trash Martial Soul, but we still haven't figured out what exactly my Martial Soul is."

"Even if my Martial Soul is also trash, then we'd be evenly matched. I'd be about the same as Tang San."

"But what if my Martial Soul isn't trash? If it's a useful Martial Soul, wouldn't my potential be far greater than Tang San's?"

"Think about it. Doesn't that make sense?"

Lu Yuan's words moved Old Jack.

Old Jack slapped the table excitedly. "Alright, then our village's enrollment spot will go to you."

"Pack your things. In the next couple of days, I'll find a time to take you into the city."

"Then I'll have to trouble you."

As he spoke, Lu Yuan stood by the door and made as if to see Old Jack out, but Old Jack hurriedly stopped him.

Watching Old Jack's retreating figure, Lu Yuan closed the door, returned to bed, and peacefully drifted off to sleep.

But at that very moment, many people were unable to sleep.

For instance, Tang San, who lay in bed tossing and turning anxiously.

Was he really willing to accept this?

Tang San asked himself.

Many questions had a clear answer.

But some questions had multiple answers.

You could not say which of those answers was right and which was wrong.

Because the question itself had no right or wrong; naturally, neither did the answers.

Listening to the faint sounds coming from the side room, a complicated look flashed through Tang Hao's eyes.

Dragons begat dragons, phoenixes begat phoenixes, and rats' children knew how to dig holes.

With Blue Silver Grass in one hand, the Clear Sky Hammer in the other, and Innate Full Soul Power, it would be a waste of Tang San's talent if he did not become a Soul Master.

But after becoming a Soul Master, it would be almost impossible to live a quiet, stable, ordinary life again.

Should he follow Tang Hao's path and live his entire life beneath Tang Hao's shadow?

Or should he know nothing and live out his life safely and happily?

"Ah Yin, what should I do?"

Though he said it aloud, Tang Hao had already made up his mind.

As a father, both emotionally and morally, he should not block his child's path toward his dreams.

He was not a qualified husband, nor had he ever been a qualified father.

But this time, he wanted to try becoming a qualified father.

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