A Blade of Grass, A Sparrow

"Another case of Innate Full Soul Power!"

Inside the Martial Soul Hall, Su Yuntao felt completely numb; he knew he would never forget today's encounter for the rest of his life.

"Child, it is truly a pity. If your martial soul were a bird of prey, even the weakest kestrel among them, your future would be bright indeed."

"But your martial soul is merely an ordinary little bird."

A look of deep regret flashed across Su Yuntao's eyes, though he reconsidered a moment later. After all, a little bird with Innate Full Soul Power still possessed some offensive capability, and at the very least, as an avian-type, it held an advantage no other martial soul could match—the ability to fly.

He had heard rumors in the Douluo Continent of a family once famous for their extreme flight speed, and at this thought, Su Yuntao's interest was piqued once more.

"Child, would you be willing to join the Martial Soul Hall and receive specialized soul master training?"

"This... I would like to go back and ask for my elder's opinion first!" Tang Yin tossed out a random excuse, appearing somewhat distracted.

"That is fair. This is your martial soul certificate; it bears my signature and the seal of the Martial Soul Hall. If you decide to join us, take this certificate to the Martial Soul Hall in Nuoding City."

Su Yuntao did not mind; in his view, it was unlikely that a child from a commoner family like Tang Yin would refuse an invitation from the Martial Soul Hall.

With that thought, Su Yuntao led the children out of the Martial Soul Hall.

Following the others, Tang Yin was busy contemplating the information regarding his two martial souls.

In truth, ever since arriving in this world, he had pondered the martial souls he would awaken and his future path of development.

Whether it was Blue Silver Grass or the Clear Sky Hammer, or even possessing twin martial souls like Tang Sanmei, Tang Yin had already mapped out several potential routes.

Yet, the reality was that while he was lucky enough to awaken twin martial souls, they were the Sharp-Tailed Swift and a body-type martial soul that no one currently held in high regard.

This rendered all the preparations he had made over the years useless.

That's right, just like the original Tang San, he was a twin martial soul user.

Regarding the avian martial soul, after an initial moment of confusion, Tang Yin had come to a realization; he thought of the Speed Clan from the original story.

The Sharp-Tailed Swift—that was the name of his avian martial soul.

His knowledge of the Sharp-Tailed Swift came entirely from Bai Chenxiang in the original work.

Although she had followed the main cast for a while, she had almost no presence, serving merely as a plot device to pair up with Ma Hongjun.

Come to think of it, the Tang Hao lineage did indeed possess the bloodline of the Bai family from the Speed Clan, so it was no surprise that he had inherited the atavistic Sharp-Tailed Swift.

As for his other martial soul, it was a body-type martial soul currently considered a "trash" martial soul by the soul master world.

Divine Machine Refinement—this was the information transmitted by the martial soul.

However, it was not without its surprises; Tang Yin discovered that his body-type martial soul was his entire body.

Using himself as a furnace, he could project various weapons composed entirely of soul power through the soul power circuits within his body.

Of course, Divine Machine Refinement had its limitations: he had to understand the materials and technical principles of the weapons he wished to project.

This brought him to the other surprise this body-type martial soul provided:

Whenever he activated his martial soul, the moment he laid eyes on any weapon, the soul power circuits throughout his body would automatically analyze the weapon's structural data and store it in his brain.

In other words, as long as he had sufficient soul power, he could project any weapon he had ever seen.

By now, the group had arrived at the open space outside the Martial Soul Hall.

"Master, how did it go this year?" Old Jack asked, approaching with a nervous expression.

Faced with Old Jack's inquiry, Su Yuntao's expression turned peculiar, though he still replied with a smile: "Your Holy Soul Village is in luck this year; you have actually produced two children with Innate Full Soul Power."

"Heavens! Innate Full Soul Power! Tell me quickly, which two are they?" Upon hearing this, Old Jack's eyes widened instantly, feeling as though he were enveloped in happiness, his voice hurried.

"It is those two; they appear to be a pair of siblings." Su Yuntao did not take offense, pointing toward where Tang Yin and his sister were standing.

"The boy awakened a bird-like avian martial soul; it has some promise."

"Good! Good! Good!" Old Jack rubbed his hands together and nodded in agreement.

Su Yuntao nodded and looked toward Tang Sanmei, a sigh appearing on his face: "As for this little girl, it is a pity. Although she has Innate Full Soul Power, her martial soul is a 'trash' martial soul like Blue Silver Grass. Do you understand what that means?"

"Blue Silver Grass with Innate Full Soul Power?" Old Jack, whose face had been flushed with excitement, suddenly froze.

Having led countless children to awaken their martial souls over the years, Old Jack naturally understood what kind of martial soul Blue Silver Grass was.

If the innate soul power had been low, it would be one thing, but Innate Full Soul Power...

"Master, is there really no way to cultivate with a Blue Silver Grass martial soul?" Old Jack asked, his face full of frustration.

Su Yuntao naturally understood Old Jack's feelings, as he felt the same: "It is not entirely impossible to cultivate. However, a trash martial soul is a trash martial soul after all. Even if she becomes a soul master, do you intend to use Blue Silver Grass to choke those herbivorous beast-type martial souls to death?"

After a mocking laugh, Su Yuntao patted Old Jack on the shoulder and walked away, shaking his head.

Old Jack stood stunned for a long while before coming to his senses. By then, the other children had left with their parents, leaving only Tang Yin and his sister behind.

"Little Yin, Sanmei, let's head back too! I need to discuss your situation with your father." Old Jack no longer dwelled on Tang Sanmei's Blue Silver Grass martial soul; as they walked, he was already considering the arrangements for the siblings.

Unlike the original story where only Tang San could become a soul master, both siblings now possessed the qualifications, yet their Holy Soul Village only had one spot for a working student.

The tuition for a martial soul academy was not something low-level commoners like them could afford, especially the Tang Hao family.

The three of them arrived at the blacksmith shop, each lost in their own thoughts. The house was quiet; Tang Hao was likely fast asleep again.

At this thought, Old Jack felt a surge of irritation. As the only blacksmith in the village, Tang Hao should, by all accounts, have been able to save quite a bit of money.

Yet all the money he earned was spent on alcohol, leaving the two children to go hungry more often than not. It wasn't until Tang Yin and Tang Sanmei grew older that things improved, though he certainly didn't have the money to pay for their schooling.

"Tang Hao! Tang Hao!" Fueled by his irritation, Old Jack's voice was even louder than usual.

"Old Jack, what are you shouting about so loudly for!" Tang Hao walked out with an expressionless face, his gaze sweeping over the siblings before finally landing on Old Jack.

"You still have the nerve to ask? When other children awaken their Martial Souls, their parents accompany them, but you don't care in the slightest!" Old Jack pointed at Tang Hao and scolded him for a while. Finally, exhausted, he found a stool and sat down, though he was still panting heavily, clearly quite furious.

Tang Hao was accustomed to this; his brain automatically tuned out Old Jack as his gaze shifted back to the siblings.

"Tell me about your Martial Souls."

"Blue, Blue Silver Grass." Tang Sanmei's expression was somewhat timid. Although she usually looked down on this father of hers, awakening the Blue Silver Grass—which they viewed as a trash Martial Soul—still made her afraid to face Tang Hao.

"Blue Silver Grass?" The previously lethargic Tang Hao's body jolted. A flash of sorrow crossed his eyes, but he immediately returned to normal and turned his attention to Tang Yin.

Seeing Tang Hao look at him, Tang Yin clasped his hands behind his head and said with an indifferent expression, "Sharp-Tailed Swift!"

"It's actually a Sharp-Tailed Swift!" Tang Hao first frowned, then thought of his mother, who had come from the Speed Clan, and a look of nostalgia appeared on his face.

"Don't look down on their Martial Souls; they both have Innate Full Soul Power. As long as they absorb a Soul Ring, they can become Soul Masters and stand above others!" Old Jack, seeing this, hurriedly stood up to add.

Hearing Old Jack's words, Tang Hao pulled back his thoughts, his entire demeanor becoming even more decadent.

"A blade of grass, a sparrow—daring to dream of standing above others. What does Innate Full Soul Power matter? Even if they become Soul Masters, they will only be trash Soul Masters!"