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What were Fallen Soul Masters? Of course Ye Wen knew. They were a group of utterly deranged people who sought to increase their strength at any cost. Not only did they slaughter Soul Beasts wantonly, but they did not even spare their fellow humans. They were madmen who would stop at nothing to become stronger.

Fortunately, this was the era of Spirit Hall, and Spirit Hall's inherited martial soul, the Six-Winged Angel, was a god-tier martial soul especially effective against Fallen Soul Masters.

But whenever he thought of that, he could not help thinking of Buddha Tang. For his own selfish desires, Buddha Tang had directly destroyed the City of Slaughter, which imprisoned Fallen Soul Masters. After Buddha Tang ascended, the entire Douluo World became a living hell. The disaster of Fallen Soul Masters that lasted tens of thousands of years left the Douluo People filled with hatred.

"Don't worry, Grandpa. I know perfectly well what I should and shouldn't do."

Hearing Ye Wen's assurance, Ye Buyi felt slightly more at ease. Though he was also a Soul Master, he stood at the very bottom among Soul Masters. He both craved and feared knowledge.

His understanding of Fallen Soul Masters from his younger days in particular made him pale whenever they were mentioned. That was why he feared that his promising grandson might stray onto the wrong path.

"Grandpa, you know the martial souls of everyone in the village, right? Please give me a list so I can take a good look at which ones I need. Our family isn't in a position to squander resources freely, after all. Besides, I'm ninety percent certain this experiment will succeed, so we can't afford to waste anything."

Seeing his grandson so full of confidence, Ye Buyi nodded in satisfaction. He seemed to have already seen his grandson standing at the lofty rank of Soul Saint, restoring the glory of their family.

Although Holy Soul Village was not a clan village, and could even be said to have formed gradually as many different families joined together, Ye Buyi, as the village chief, still possessed the basic records of everyone in the village. After all, while a village chief was not an official, he was still one of the core rulers at the bottom of feudal society.

Holy Soul Village was neither large nor small. It had a total of 120 households and a population of 354.

Yet among so many people, the vast majority possessed martial souls such as hoes, sickles, and Blue Silver Grass. Even if they possessed Soul Power, it did not amount to much.

However, after examining the records closely, Ye Wen discovered that five families had somewhat unusual martial souls.

These families possessed Needle, Little Furnace, Cane, Rabbit, and Virginia Creeper Martial Souls.

They could not be considered particularly strong, but neither could they be called useless martial souls. Unfortunately, without exception, none of these five families had produced an ancestor or descendant with Soul Power in the past several decades.

Old Jack, the village chief from Tang San's era, had a Carrot Martial Soul that could be cultivated into a Food System Soul Master.

Unfortunately, support-type martial souls were already slow to cultivate, and no matter how much one developed a carrot, its upper limit was simply too low. Rather than spending that effort, it would be better to just pop pills or look for promising talents among commoners than cultivate a Carrot Martial Soul.

"Grandpa, these five families will do. Invite them over. I'll speak with them personally."

Ye Buyi looked at the five families Ye Wen had marked out. Aside from the Needle and Virginia Creeper Martial Souls, their martial souls were already quite decent compared to those hoes and sickles.

"Mm, wait. We'll talk after sunset. Your experiment shouldn't draw too much attention, or our whole family could be in danger," Ye Buyi said flatly.

Ye Wen nodded in complete agreement. His experiment might not necessarily produce top-tier martial souls, but it would indeed be crucial to increasing a nation's basic combat strength. It could even overturn the outcome of a war. Therefore, word absolutely could not leak to the Empire's nobles. Otherwise, the worst outcome would be death, while the best would be lifelong imprisonment, researching all sorts of theories that could make the so-called royal family stronger.

Night gradually fell. Ye Buyi carried a lantern as he went to invite the five families to his house.

Ye Wen took a deep breath and looked at the five confused couples before him.

Their coarse hemp clothes were covered in patches of all sizes. Their weathered faces and faint streaks of prematurely gray hair made it difficult to associate them with people only around twenty years old. It was clear that these five families did not live well.

"Hello. You should all have heard at least something about me, right?" Ye Wen said calmly.

The five couples exchanged glances and silently nodded. Although the boy before them was only eight years old, he was already a distinguished Soul Master. He and these village men and women, who could only scrape out a living from the fields all their lives, belonged to two completely different worlds. They deeply revered him.

Ye Wen knew the specific circumstances of the five people before him, and he also understood the yearning the weak had for the strong. They would not understand overly complicated theories, so Ye Wen spoke directly.

"Today, I called you here to give your five families an opportunity. I can give your descendants a chance to become Soul Masters. In exchange, you and your descendants must swear loyalty to me and become retainers of the Ye Family. The Ye Family will also protect you.

"Once your future children who become Soul Masters have grown to a certain level, I will personally hunt Soul Rings for them and guide them onto the path of Soul Masters. They will also become my disciples."

The moment these words were spoken, the five couples' eyes filled with astonishment. They looked at their partners, and one particularly burly man spoke in a muffled voice.

"Young Master Ye Wen, is what you said true? As long as we swear loyalty to you, you'll protect us and allow our children to have the qualification to become Soul Masters?"

"Of course, Uncle Chen. You watched me grow up. When have I ever lied?

"And I'm not afraid to tell you that I'm already a level 17 Soul Master.

"After school starts for a while, I'll probably be able to obtain my Second Soul Ring and become a Soul Grandmaster. After graduating from Nuoding Academy, there's a very good chance I'll become a three-ring Soul Elder.

"I'll be fully qualified to become someone in Nuoding Academy second only to the headmaster. Hunting Soul Rings for your future children will be more than easy."

As soon as he said this, the ten people in the room fell silent. Even though they had never cultivated as Soul Masters, they knew what the ranks of Soul Masters represented.

This eight-year-old child before them would soon be able to reach the realm of the school's Soul Grandmaster teachers. That was enough to show that he was a true genius, while they had nothing worth coveting.

There was no longer any need for hesitation.

One by one, everyone present knelt on one knee and swore loyalty to the boy before them.

Watching this scene from outside the door, Ye Buyi could not help but sigh with emotion. His grandson had truly grown up, and his family had begun taking a great step toward revival.

Thus, the rural Ye Family was formed.

Afterward, everyone in the room addressed the entering Ye Buyi as Family Head, while Ye Wen was Young Master.

Ye Wen then took out the things he had prepared long ago from his Storage Space.