Biological

"A teacher for a day, a father for life."

Tang San spoke with absolute conviction.

After a series of brainwashing sessions from the Grandmaster, Tang San was thoroughly convinced. The man had identified him as having Twin Martial Souls from nothing but a certificate—he truly could be his teacher.

Delighted, the Grandmaster said "good" three times in a row, grinning from ear to ear.

After settling Tang San in, the Grandmaster turned his attention to Ye Hao. Was he the second person with Innate Full Soul Power?

But when the Grandmaster looked at Ye Hao's Soul Master certificate in his hand, he froze without realizing it.

"Death Demon Spider Martial Soul, Innate Full Soul Power? That shouldn't be possible!"

In an instant, the Grandmaster's mind filled with question marks.

The Death Demon Spider was among the strongest Beast Martial Souls. Even if Ye Hao's Martial Soul was a Death Demon Spider, the odds of him possessing Innate Full Soul Power were exceedingly low.

There were only a dozen or so Soul Masters with Innate Full Soul Power in the current Soul Master world. Aside from Tang San and Ye Hao before him, the Grandmaster had studied every one of the others.

Take the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul, for example. It was indeed the foremost Beast Martial Soul. Yet among the current disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, no one who had awakened the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul possessed Innate Full Soul Power. At most, they had Innate Rank Eight Soul Power, or Rank Seven.

Yet Ye Hao's Death Demon Spider Martial Soul left the Grandmaster deep in doubt.

Unless he was also...

Impossible. Impossible...

No one could hang themselves from the same crooked tree twice. Could today really be the Grandmaster's lucky day, allowing him to encounter two people with Twin Martial Souls? Clearly, the Grandmaster did not believe it.

The Grandmaster said, "Your name is Ye Hao, right? May I see your Martial Soul?"

Ye Hao was skeptical. What medicine was this old fox selling?

Still doubtful, Ye Hao cautiously released his Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul. The surrounding temperature immediately dropped slightly, and the phantom image of the Death Spider Emperor appeared behind him.

Tang San froze slightly. Looking at the Death Spider Emperor behind Ye Hao, he could clearly sense the immense power of the other's Martial Soul.

Then Tang San looked at his own left hand and fell into confusion.

Was my Blue Silver Grass truly a useless Martial Soul? Then why did I have Innate Full Soul Power? And...

What exactly was the hammer in my left hand?

Tang San's reaction was not the strongest. It was the Grandmaster whose jaw had dropped wide enough to fit an egg inside.

For some reason, the Grandmaster became incredibly excited. Looking at the Death Spider Emperor behind Ye Hao, he inadvertently thought of someone. Was it her?

Perhaps...

"Dea..."

Death Spider Emperor—this was the Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul!

Were those people at Nuoding City's Branch Martial Soul Hall blind? They had actually mistaken the Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul for a Death Demon Spider?

Now everything made sense. Ye Hao's Martial Soul was the Death Spider Emperor; possessing Innate Full Soul Power was only natural. His luck had been exceptionally good.

Death Spider Emperor, Death Spider Emperor...

Without realizing it, the Grandmaster thought of her again. More than twenty years had passed, yet he still could not forget her?

Perhaps if she knew this child's Martial Soul was the Death Spider Emperor, she would be very happy. After all, there were countless kinds of Martial Souls on the continent, but identical Martial Souls were passed down through the same bloodline...

Wait!

The same bloodline!

The Grandmaster realized something was wrong and hurriedly asked, "Ye Hao, who are your parents?"

Ye Hao: "???"

It was neither New Year nor a holiday. Why was the Grandmaster asking about his parents?

However, recalling the relationship between the Grandmaster before him and the Empress, Ye Hao thought of something.

The Grandmaster had gotten confused and linked him to that Empress.

It was no wonder. As the saying went, seeing something reminded one of someone.

Ye Hao withdrew his Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul and glanced at the Grandmaster, who was eagerly awaiting an answer.

Especially after seeing Ye Hao's Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul, the Grandmaster stood there dumbfounded. Even Tang San could not help but be startled. Well, these two were rather interesting.

The Grandmaster examined him carefully. Similar—similar—they were simply far too similar!

Whether it was the Martial Soul, the mannerisms, or even his words just now, they were strikingly alike to hers.

Little did he know, all of this was the work of the "Precursor" system. It had simulated the Empress's Martial Soul, so it was not strange for Ye Hao to possess a trace of the Empress's bearing.

If the Empress and Ye Hao were compared, they were practically carved from the same mold. It was easy for people to mistake them for biological relatives.

Sometimes, such misunderstandings were quite useful. After all, when one roamed the continent, how could one avoid getting cut? With this identity, he would at least have some protection.

Perhaps at some critical moment, Ye Hao could even borrow the Empress's prestige to intimidate others.

Ye Hao put on a mysterious act, allowing the Grandmaster's imagination to run wild.

Soon after, the Grandmaster gave up on the ceremony to take Ye Hao as his disciple. He immediately became dejected and staggered away alone, his thoughts in turmoil, like a walking corpse.

Tang San was confused. "Ye Hao, what did you say to Teacher? Why does Teacher look so abnormal?"

Abnormal? He was perfectly normal.

This was the real Yu Xiaogang. Children who did not understand the situation should not speak carelessly.

Ye Hao smiled faintly. "Don't worry. The Grandmaster is still the Grandmaster. Let's hurry to the dormitory."

Tang San nodded, half understanding...

Never mind the Grandmaster's departure. Let him continue pondering life. The Grandmaster had likely begun to wonder whether Ye Hao was someone she had planted under his nose—or perhaps her son.

Ye Hao and Tang San headed toward the Work-Study Student Dormitory. It was time to meet that Rabbit.

The Work-Study Student Dormitory, Seventh Dormitory, was the worst dormitory, reserved specifically for Work-Study Students.

Its spacious interior covered more than three hundred square meters, with rows upon rows of beds. On one separate bed sat a little girl in a pink short skirt, her hair tied in a Scorpion Tail Braid. She looked delicate and adorable, with a group of lackeys gathered before her.

The Seventh Dormitory had an unwritten rule: fists decided rank. As long as one was strong enough, even if one was young—or even a girl—becoming the boss was beyond reproach.

Crack—

The once-lively Seventh Dormitory instantly fell silent. Nearly everyone turned their eyes toward the unfortunate souls about to enter.

Just moments ago, just moments ago...

A girl had actually defeated everyone here. Several of those who had been beaten began praying inwardly that the new boss would go easy on them. They still had class tomorrow...