Sacred Martial War Dragon

Standing in the center of the stone array, Huangfu Ji could not calm his heart. Feng Yuan did not offer much comfort either. As a Soul Master, he naturally knew just how difficult it was for a Soul Master family to produce a genius.

Even the upper three sects found it difficult to produce a peerless genius.

In his eyes, it was nearly impossible for Huangfu Ji to become a peerless genius.

"Hah!"

With a low shout, Feng Yuan's eyes lit up with an earthy yellow glow. The muscles all over his body swelled, and his aura surged abruptly. A phantom of a fierce tiger appeared behind him—his Martial Soul, the Fierce Tiger.

A white and two yellow Soul Rings slowly rose from beneath his feet.

Huangfu Ji watched Feng Yuan with a steadfast gaze. He was not frightened by Feng Yuan's aura; instead, he grew even more expectant.

Feng Yuan was somewhat surprised. Generally speaking, many children were easily startled when they saw a Beast Soul Master summon their Martial Soul during Martial Soul Awakening. Yet Huangfu Ji had not been frightened at all and remained remarkably calm.

Several streams of earthy yellow Soul Power shot out and entered the black Awakening Stone.

In an instant, the Awakening Stone that had been resting quietly on the ground abruptly lit up with golden radiance.

Within moments, the golden light completely enveloped Huangfu Ji. The somewhat nervous Huangfu Ji calmed down the instant the light covered him.

A warm sensation filled his entire body.

Golden specks of light slowly entered his body. At first, there was no reaction, but as more and more light entered him, Huangfu Ji felt as though, with the help of this energy, some shackle within his body had been unlocked.

There were more golden light specks surrounding him than there normally were during a Soul Master's awakening.

This made Feng Yuan frown slightly.

"Could it be..."

An uncertain thought came to him. After all, the Huangfu Family's inherited Martial Soul was the War Dragon, and dragon-type Martial Souls had always been formidable.

Roar—!

Suddenly, a dragon's roar like thunder rang out. Golden light burst from Huangfu Ji's body, and the phantom of a colossal dragon appeared behind him.

The dragon phantom was entirely golden with black patterns running across it. A pair of sharp dragon horns rose from its head, its eyes were blood-red, and a pair of massive golden Dragon Wings grew from its back. Its limbs were powerful, its claws sharp, and the end of its tail bore a pointed spike.

After the phantom appeared, a layer of gleaming golden dragon scales covered Huangfu Ji's body and forehead. His muscles bulged, nearly tearing apart his clothes.

The dragon's roar sounded again. Startled, Feng Yuan staggered back several steps and nearly fell to the ground. He clearly felt a sense of suppression—a suppression originating from Martial Souls.

The entire study trembled from the dragon's roar, startling the people outside.

"This is the War Dragon Martial Soul?"

He stared at the phantom in shock. He was certain that this was absolutely not the War Dragon Martial Soul the Huangfu Family should possess.

The War Dragon Martial Soul was yellow all over, while this one was golden.

A guess appeared in his mind.

"Martial Soul Mutation."

Other than a Martial Soul Mutation, he could think of no other explanation.

"Heavens!"

If Huangfu Ji truly had a Martial Soul Mutation, then this might become troublesome. He had to report it to Yuan Hao as soon as possible.

The phantom vanished, and everything returned to normal. The surroundings calmed down as if nothing had happened.

But Huangfu Ji had yet to recover. All his previous worries had now been completely swept away. His Martial Soul had definitely mutated, but this mutation was unlike Yu Xiaogang's.

This was undoubtedly a Benign Mutation.

Well, well. The benefits of being a reborn person had arrived.

He was not worried about his Innate Soul Power at all. Soul Masters with benignly mutated Martial Souls never had poor Innate Soul Power.

Still, he could not celebrate before the result was in. He had to wait until his Innate Soul Power was tested.

Letting out a breath, Huangfu Ji said to Feng Yuan, "You can test my Soul Power now."

"Huh?"

"Oh."

Feng Yuan snapped out of his shock, then took out the pale blue Crystal Ball.

Huangfu Ji raised his right hand and placed it on the ball. The instant his hand touched the Crystal Ball, he felt a suction force. He could sense a thread of Soul Power within his body being absorbed by it.

The Crystal Ball that absorbed his Soul Power flared with light in an instant, its dazzling radiance filling the entire study.

"Innate Full Soul Power!"

This left Feng Yuan even more shocked. A Soul Master who had only become a Soul Elder in his sixties had actually witnessed the birth of someone with Innate Full Soul Power.

Huangfu Ji himself was breathing heavily, his heart pounding rapidly. Even his hands could not stop trembling.

He had Innate Full Soul Power. At that moment, all his worries vanished without a trace, replaced by excitement and exhilaration.

He lowered his hand, and the light faded.

Feng Yuan hurriedly packed up and left. He had to report this news to Yuan Hao as quickly as possible.

Watching him leave, Huangfu Ji's excitement faded and was replaced by calm.

There was no need to worry about his Martial Soul or Soul Power anymore. Next, he needed to escape Yuan Hao's surveillance. He absolutely could not remain at the Duke's Mansion. He had to get to a Soul Master Academy as soon as possible.

At the very least, it would be safer there than at the Duke's Mansion.

Perhaps Yuan Hao would make a move against him during this period. Even if he did not kill him, he might cripple his Martial Soul or simply forbid him from obtaining Soul Rings.

Without Soul Rings, even the most talented Soul Master would become useless. After all, he was not a transformed Soul Beast.

After returning to his room, he shut the door tightly, drew the curtains, and summoned his Martial Soul.

Looking at the majestic and imposing Martial Soul, brimming with authority and holiness, Huangfu Ji excitedly pumped his fists.

His Martial Soul could no longer be called the War Dragon.

After awakening, his Martial Soul had gained a new name: the Sacred Martial War Dragon.

After leaving the Duke's Mansion, Feng Yuan headed straight to the Yuan Mansion and reported Huangfu Ji's Martial Soul Awakening to Yuan Hao.

With his back to Feng Yuan, Yuan Hao stood with his hands clasped behind him.

"A Mutated Martial Soul, Innate Full Soul Power."

"Are you certain?"

Feng Yuan nodded firmly. "This subordinate personally performed his Martial Soul Awakening and tested his Soul Power. I saw it clearly."

"The light released by the Crystal Ball can only appear with Innate Full Soul Power."

Yuan Hao paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.

"The Huangfu Family really has produced a True Dragon."

"Huangfu Yunhe has a good son."

"Innate Full Soul Power."

After taking several steps, he stopped.

"Seal off this news immediately. No one can learn about the Innate Full Soul Power."

"Also, strengthen the guards at the Duke's Mansion. Huangfu Ji must not have any contact with the outside world, and he is not permitted to see any outsiders."

After issuing his orders, Yuan Hao gave a cold laugh.

So what if he had Innate Full Soul Power? Huangfu Ji was still only a six-year-old child. Even if he was a peerless genius, he was currently under Yuan Hao's control.

Without Soul Rings, a genius would become trash as well.

"What if someone asks?" Feng Yuan asked.

It could not be concealed when the Martial Soul Awakening took place. Those still loyal to the Huangfu Family would certainly not sit idly by, nor would the surviving members of the Huangfu Family's Imperial Clan.

Yuan Hao said calmly, "Tell the public that Huangfu Ji has Level Five Innate Soul Power. Those people will not have much to say."

He had already taken control of the overall situation. Those who opposed him and remained loyal to the Huangfu Family could not stir up any real trouble, so he was not worried at all.