Grandmaster's Certainty

"He... he was alright, I guess."

"Yesterday, Ye Hao fought Xiao Wu. His Death Demon Spider martial soul was incredibly powerful—he defeated Xiao Wu in barely a single move."

Grandmaster looked calm, not the least bit surprised. What a joke. How could her son possibly be ordinary?

"How strong is that girl, Xiao Wu?"

Grandmaster began focusing on learning about Xiao Wu—not her true identity. Besides, even if Xiao Wu stood right before Grandmaster in the flesh, would he be able to see through her?

Tang San patiently explained, "Xiao Wu and I sparred last night. She's very strong, and she also has Innate Full Soul Power, along with a Hundred-Year Soul Ring."

At those words, even Grandmaster was startled. Good heavens, were this year's new students really that impressive?

Three Innate Full Soul Powers at once, and one of them even had a Hundred-Year Soul Ring.

So he really could misjudge people...

"Now that you think about it carefully, do you still believe Ye Hao is simple? He knows about soul beasts, even quite a bit about Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts. He says he's an orphan, but I don't believe him."

Grandmaster was almost certain that Ye Hao was her son. Kill him! Kill him!

(Bibi Dong: ???)

"Sou... Soul Devouring Spider Emperor?"

Grandmaster's mouth went dry as he murmured.

Time had passed so quickly. Even she had gotten married and given birth to a monster like "Ye Hao."

Grandmaster stared blankly, as if he had returned to those youthful days. Unfortunately, he could never go back.

After Grandmaster's reminder, Tang San gradually changed his opinion of Ye Hao. This person was absolutely not simple. Whether it was his skills or his background, neither seemed as simple as they appeared on the surface.

Before long, Ye Hao returned after taking care of his business. He glanced at the jade belt around Tang San's waist. Sure enough, it was Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlight Night. Whatever.

What was yours would be yours eventually. What was not yours could not be forced.

Second by second, time passed. For a while, the carriage was terrifyingly quiet. Ye Hao rested with his eyes closed, while Tang San focused intently on the books Grandmaster had brought, trying to learn as much as possible about soul masters.

Meanwhile, Grandmaster's gaze kept drifting to Ye Hao, studying him. He looked so much like her. Far too much.

Ye Hao was half-asleep. Why did his whole body feel creepy? It was as though some pervert was staring at him.

The forest was silent, but the scene before them was entirely different.

Ye Hao walked along the path near Soul Hunting Forest. Both sides of the main road were packed with people. Some continuously hawked weapons for hunting soul beasts, while other soul master teams were short on members.

With its dazzling array of shops and uneven crowds, if someone said this was a forest, no one would believe them.

"Let's hurry. There's nothing here that we need," Grandmaster urged.

Tang San quickened his pace, while Ye Hao followed unhurriedly. Even so, he did not forget to look toward both sides of the road. It was no different from a market fair in his previous life.

Prices here were twice those in Nuoding City. Soul masters' money was truly easy to earn. To hunt a soul beast suited to them, what did spending a little money matter?

The outskirts of Soul Hunting Forest were enclosed by a massive "cage." No fewer than a hundred soldiers clad in fine armor patrolled in orderly fashion. They carried long spears, their military discipline strict, with an air of murderous solemnity about them.

This was a place where the Empire-Raised soul beasts were kept. There were many ten-year soul beasts and some hundred-year soul beasts as well. The stronger the soul beast, the deeper it would likely be in the forest, closer to its central region.

Grandmaster stepped forward and handed the token in his hand to the soldiers for inspection.

The soldiers immediately perked up and hurriedly welcomed them. The iron gates opened wide, revealing dense jungle and countless unknown dangers within.

Grandmaster had previously said that the token in his hand was rather special. The patterns on it determined a person's status, and the authority granted to them differed accordingly.

The highest was the Pope's Token. Its six symbols represented six powerful Titled Douluo.

When Tang San's father had left that day, he had not forgotten to give this token to Grandmaster. It could be considered a form of invisible protection.

The Pope's Token held supreme status. Its bearer was at the very least an elder of Spirit Hall, a symbol of status second only to the Pope.

The forest paths twisted into secluded depths, and towering trees pierced the clouds.

Grandmaster led the way in front, with Tang San and Ye Hao following behind. As they walked, he explained everything around them. Ye Hao barely took any of it in.

At that moment, Grandmaster's eyes lit up. He clasped his hands before his chest, then quickly lowered them. "Come out, Luo San Pao."

It looked like a dog, but its body was fat like a pig's. Its purple fur covered its body, its two ears drooped naturally, and its large blue eyes blinked constantly. Its plump rear swayed from side to side as it walked, and there was even a bulge atop its head. The moment it appeared, it rubbed its head against Grandmaster's feet.

Ye Hao: Well, that was enlightening...

Tang San: Is this really Teacher's martial soul? Did I choose the wrong master?

Grandmaster: ...

Grandmaster forced a smile. "Don't mind it. The strength of a martial soul and the level of Soul Power cannot truly determine a person. I still have some skills I haven't shown yet."

Tang San: (☆o☆)

Ye Hao: (°°)

"Um..."

"Ahem, let's continue. Sanpao, lead the way."

Grandmaster's martial soul was a mutated martial soul. As a result, his Innate Soul Power was only half a level—commonly known as Level 0.5.

This was a stain Grandmaster could never wash away in his lifetime. Because of it, even though he was the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's leader, he was still criticized by others in the end.

Everyone else awakened a dragon, while yours was a pig—and a farting pig at that.

"Who's there?"

Tang San frowned and looked toward the rustling grass ahead. The three of them instantly watched the front warily. This was not the city, but a forest—a Soul Beast Forest. Though it was directly controlled by the Empire, there were still many cases every year of people dying from soul beast attacks.

They could only blame their bad luck, or their lack of strength.

Just then, three wolves suddenly sprang from the grass, glaring viciously at the trio. Luo San Pao gave an unyielding low growl.

Grandmaster's eyes lit up. "Three mere ten-year Nether Wolves dare attack us?"

Finally, it was his turn to perform. Watch closely!

"Sanpao, get ready..."

"Huh?"

Before Grandmaster could react, Ye Hao instantly completed the possession of the Death Spider Emperor.

Black Armor covered his chest, his face was soon encased as well, and eight black spider spears extended from his back. The same was true of his hands, with barbs covering his arms. The aura of the Death Spider Emperor immediately spread through the entire forest.

The three Nether Wolves growled. They were done for—Barbie Q.

They had only come out to scare people. There was no need to risk their lives, was there?