No Wonder I'd Never Been Weak (Please Favorite!!!)

After chatting with Su Yuntao for a while, Old Jerry brought Su Wen home.

"Xiao Wen, I really didn't expect your talent to be this good. Hahaha, you'll definitely become a Soul Master!" Old Jerry was happy for Su Wen.

Old Jerry was delighted. "You and Xiaopang both have soul power. I'll do my best to find places for you so you can study at Junior Soul Master Academy."

Earlier, he had pulled Su Yuntao aside and asked everything clearly. Among the other villages that shared the Work-Study Student slots with New Moon Village, none had awakened soul power, and Holy Soul Village had not awakened any children with soul power this year either.

Two Work-Study Student slots could still be scraped together.

"All right, you stay home by yourself. I'm going to check on Xiaopang. That child may only have half a level of soul power, but at least he has soul power. There's still hope. If by any chance he breaks through to Soul Master..." Old Jerry revealed a trace of longing.

Even if it was only a rank-ten Soul Master, as long as one had a Soul Ring, one could receive a monthly subsidy from Spirit Hall!

Soul Masters and ordinary people were as different as heaven and earth.

After Old Jerry left, Su Wen stayed at home alone, studying his Martial Soul.

"Book Martial Soul..."

Looking at the dull gray book in his hand, Su Wen felt no resentment at all.

If his birth had been poor, that was because his own technique had not been good enough.

His parents had already done their best.

Only, what path should a Book Martial Soul take in the future?

Su Wen stared at his Book Martial Soul. A question he had pondered countless times before began troubling him again.

Before, he had still harbored the lucky hope that it might mutate. Now, he could only face the issue honestly.

"I need strength!"

Ideas surfaced one after another, and Su Wen also began trying to develop his Book Martial Soul.

Heavenly Book!

He named his Martial Soul that, hoping it could transform step by step and become a Heavenly Book.

The dull gray Heavenly Book opened. Blank pages flipped by one after another as Su Wen circulated his soul power and began controlling his Martial Soul.

Split!

One Book Page separated from the whole book.

"It works!" Su Wen's eyes lit up.

He focused his attention on the Book Page and began controlling it.

Even though he had only just awakened his Martial Soul, with his own talent, Su Wen's Control over his Martial Soul had already surpassed that of most Soul Masters.

The Book Page changed in size; its length, width, and even thickness altered as Su Wen poured soul power into it.

It still could not break free from the scope of a Book Page.

However, as Su Wen folded the Book Page—

"Xiao Wen!"

Old Jerry's voice rang out.

Su Wen stopped what he was doing. After opening the door, he saw Old Jerry and Xiaopang standing outside.

Xiaopang's original name was Sun Xiaopang. He looked just like his name suggested, fair and chubby, and when he smiled, he appeared very simple and honest.

"Brother Xiao Wen," Xiaopang said.

"Mm." Su Wen responded, counting it as a greeting, then looked toward Old Jerry.

"You both have Innate Soul Power. You can't waste your talent," Old Jerry said. Raising his right hand, he released a trace of soul power aura.

Su Wen froze, his eyes widening.

Old Jerry was a Soul Master too?

"Haha, this old man also has Innate Soul Power. But like Xiaopang, it's only half a level." Soul power condensed in Old Jerry's hand into a Sweet Potato. "However, I only cultivated to rank nine. I was never able to break through to rank ten, so I'm not a true Soul Master."

Handing the Sweet Potato to Su Wen, he said with a smile, "Haha, you brat, I raised you on Sweet Potatoes too."

Su Wen understood all at once.

No wonder he had never been weak.

Continuously nourishing himself, imperceptibly raising the quality of his Martial Soul and even his Innate Soul Power—how could that possibly have no cost?

So it had been Old Jerry's Sweet Potatoes providing him with energy.

"Xiaopang, it's a good thing that you have soul power, but half a level of soul power means that if you don't work hard, you might end up like me, stuck at rank nine for your whole life," Old Jerry said solemnly.

That was the pain of his entire life.

"My Martial Soul is Food System, so cultivating was naturally difficult. I got stuck at rank nine. Although you also only have half a level of soul power, your hope of breaking through to Soul Master is greater than mine."

"There are still three months before you enter Junior Soul Master Academy. During these three months, I'll personally teach you the Meditation Method. You must seize every moment!"

"First, you need to try sensing it."

Looking at Su Wen, who had entered meditation, Old Jerry fell silent.

He sensed that the Soul Power inside Su Wen had already entered an active state.

The Meditation Method—he had succeeded on his very first try?

He turned to look at Little Fatty. His little legs were crossed, but they kept twitching, clearly unable to settle down.

"Little Fatty, just sit however feels comfortable for you."

"The Book Page can already be folded, but its strength isn't enough." Su Wen looked at the Paper Sword in his hand, folded into the shape of a little blade, and poured Soul Power into it, trying to alter the toughness of the Book Page itself.

"My Book Martial Soul is still too fragile."

He had to admit that even after separating pages from the Heavenly Book and folding them into Paper Swords, their attack power was worrying.

"I can only rely on a Soul Ring to make up for it."

"Xiao Wen, still thinking about fighting with your Book Martial Soul?" Old Jerry watched Su Wen fussing with the Book Page in his hand and sighed helplessly. "If you ask me, your Martial Soul is a book. That's perfect for becoming a Scholar. You're so smart and learn things quickly too. In the future, you'll still be able to do well by relying on theory."

"Okay, Grandpa. I'll think about it."

A Scholar?

Knowledge is Power. So a Scholar without power wasn't a good Scholar, just like a support who couldn't fight wasn't a good warrior.

But to learn knowledge, he needed something to study first.

Before school started, he could only develop his Martial Soul first and lay the foundation for the future.

After awakening his Martial Soul, Su Wen's Physical Fitness rose by a level, and the intensity of his training gradually increased as well.

After learning that Old Jerry's Martial Soul was Sweet Potato, and that he also had rank-nine Soul Power, Su Wen would eat a few Sweet Potatoes after every training session, then go train again.

Without the effect of a Soul Skill, Sweet Potatoes merely contained abundant energy and could be digested and absorbed more easily.

For Su Wen, the effect was already very good.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed.

"Xiao Wen, Little Fatty, when you get to the soul master academy, you must cultivate properly." On the road, Old Jerry reminded them more than once.

"Up ahead is Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy." Old Jerry brought the two children to the gate. "Hello, I'm bringing these two children to register at the academy."

Su Wen caught sight of Old Jerry slipping three Copper Soul Coins into the gatekeeper's hand before handing over two certificates.

"Mm, the certificates are fine. Go on in, but guardians aren't allowed inside."

"Xiao Wen, Little Fatty, cultivate properly at the academy. I'll come pick you up after school." Old Jerry, still worried, reminded them again.

"Grandpa, don't worry. I'll keep an eye on Little Fatty and make sure he cultivates properly."

Old Jerry was very assured when it came to Su Wen. He nodded, then finally left with reluctance.

"Gatekeeper brother, where's the registration office?"

The gatekeeper had accepted the Copper Soul Coins, and since Su Wen's Innate Soul Power of rank five was written clearly on the certificate, he was not impatient either.

"See that building? The Academic Affairs Office is on the second floor. Take the Spirit Hall certificate and the Work-Study Student materials to the director, and they'll handle it."

"Thank you."

He wondered whether, in this junior soul master academy, he would be able to accomplish the goal he had envisioned.

Su Wen felt anticipation in his heart.

He would not go stepping on others for no reason; his attitude toward the characters would change along with his experiences.