"I heard from Xiao San that you also have Innate Full Soul Power?"
Li Luo nodded without denying it.
"Release your Martial Soul and let me have a look."
Tang Hao ordered him.
Li Luo, whose Soul Power Level was only eleven, had no confidence to refuse Tang Hao, so he could only do as told and release his Martial Soul.
Li Luo extended his right hand. A dazzling light shimmered in his palm, and his Martial Soul, the Prism Ball, appeared there.
At the same time, a deep yellow Soul Ring slowly formed beneath Li Luo's feet, pulsing around him.
Seeing that Li Luo already had a Soul Ring, Tang Hao was quite surprised.
"Kid, where did you get your Century Soul Ring? Did a Soul Master from Spirit Hall help you obtain it? Have you already joined Spirit Hall?"
Seeing the Century Soul Ring on Li Luo, Tang Hao couldn't think of anyone besides Spirit Hall who could have helped him obtain it. So, on instinct, he assumed that Li Luo had already joined Spirit Hall.
Killing intent welled up in Tang Hao's heart. Since Li Luo had become a lackey of Spirit Hall, Tang Hao would have to eliminate this future threat. He wanted to kill Li Luo right then and there.
Just then, Tang San spoke up, vouching for the origins of Li Luo's First Soul Ring.
"No, Dad. A Battle Soul Master from Spirit Hall did invite Luo-ge and me to join them, but we both refused."
"As for Luo-ge's Soul Ring, it appeared on its own."
Hearing Tang San's explanation, Tang Hao's killing intent faded. He stared fixedly at Li Luo.
"A naturally condensed Soul Ring? Could this kid be a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast that transformed into a human to cultivate anew?"
Everyone knew that Li Luo was an orphan picked up by Old Jack, so Tang Hao began to suspect there was more to his identity.
"No, that can't be right. If this kid were a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form, then at only eleven levels, I'd be able to see through his true form at a glance with my cultivation as a Titled Douluo."
But Tang Hao quickly dismissed his own theory.
"What's more, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast that transforms into a human takes the form of a six-year-old child and awakens its Martial Soul on its own. But when Old Jack found this kid, he was still a swaddled infant. Even his Martial Soul was awakened with help from Spirit Hall's people, and it was a Tool Martial Soul, to boot."
"So he can't be a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast that transformed into a human to cultivate anew."
"Then what exactly is strange about this kid?"
Tang Hao couldn't figure it out, so he asked outright.
"Kid, how did you get your Soul Ring?"
"My Martial Soul is a support-type Martial Soul. It can bind to a target and boost them. Xiao San's current appearance is the result of binding with me."
"Besides that, Xiao San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul has also improved in quality."
As he spoke, to prove that Li Luo's words were credible, Tang San released his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul in perfect understanding.
Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was no longer the ordinary roadside weed found everywhere. Faint golden patterns marked its stems and leaves. It was no longer Blue Silver Grass; it could now be called the Blue Silver King.
However, Tang San's Blue Silver King Martial Soul had none of the prismatic patterns it had shown before, because he wasn't being empowered by Li Luo's Prism Ball at that moment.
"So, I've deduced that any Soul Master bound to my Prism Ball will have their Martial Soul evolve."
After thinking it over carefully, Li Luo chose to reveal a little of his Martial Soul's secret to Tang Hao.
As things stood, Li Luo and Tang San got along extremely well. As long as Li Luo didn't join Spirit Hall, Tang Hao would temporarily consider him one of their own.
As long as his relationship with Tang San didn't sour, he would have a Titled Douluo bodyguard by his side. That would let him carry out many plans and set aside a lot of his concerns.
Tang Hao, however, was thinking in precisely the opposite direction.
"This kid and Xiao San are close, and his Martial Soul is a top-tier support-type Martial Soul. When Xiao San and I take revenge on Spirit Hall in the future, this kid will be a fine asset."
"Xiao San will need to build up his own following when he returns to the Clear Sky Sect. This kid would be perfect as Xiao San's servant."
Seeing that Li Luo had good talent, Tang Hao wanted him to become a servant like Tai Tan, serving Tang San.
What Tang Hao didn't know was that the truth was exactly the opposite of what he imagined.
At that moment, Tang San's loyalty to Li Luo was at one hundred percent. In other words, Tang San had already become completely devoted to Li Luo and would obey his every word.
"Kid, since your Martial Soul can make other people's Martial Souls evolve, how did you help Xiao San evolve? Try it on me."
Hearing Tang Hao's words, Li Luo's expression turned strange, but he still did as asked and tossed the Prism Ball toward Tang Hao.
The Prism Ball stopped above Tang Hao's head and cast down a colorful pillar of light, but Tang Hao wasn't drawn inside.
A message appeared in Li Luo's mind.
[Current capture target is far above the maximum level for a controllable familiar. Capture unavailable] [Maximum level of currently controllable familiars: 20] [Maximum capture level: 30]
"So the Soul Master I can control can't be more than one Soul Ring above me, while the Soul Master I can capture can't be more than two Soul Rings above me."
Li Luo worked out the limits of his Martial Soul's abilities.
The Prism Ball hovered above Tang Hao for a moment, then withdrew its colorful beam and flew back into Li Luo's hand.
Li Luo felt a little awkward. He knew Tang Hao wasn't just some down-and-out blacksmith, but a Titled Douluo.
But since Tang Hao hadn't said so himself, Li Luo couldn't exactly bring it up in front of Tang San.
Seeing that Li Luo's Martial Soul had no effect on him, Tang Hao felt a little disappointed, but also thought it was only natural.
If a mere Soul Master at level eleven could affect him, the Clear Sky Douluo, Tang Hao's first reaction wouldn't be to let Li Luo keep Tang San company. He'd capture Li Luo and send him to the Clear Sky Sect to breed.
A Martial Soul this outrageous had to be kept inside the sect. It couldn't be allowed to fall into the hands of outsiders.
Tang Hao didn't keep giving Li Luo a hard time. Instead, he solemnly cautioned him.
"Li Luo, is it? Kid, don't tell anyone that Xiao San has a second Martial Soul!"
Li Luo nodded in agreement.
"All right, you can go back now. Tell Old Jack I agree to Xiao San going to school."
Tang Hao began ushering him out, because he was about to teach Tang San some secret techniques in private.
Knowing that, according to the original story, Tang Hao was going to teach Tang San the Chaotic Wind Splitting Hammer Technique, Li Luo left at once.
After all, as far as he was concerned, what belonged to Tang San belonged to him, and Tang San himself belonged to him too. There was no need to risk offending Tang Hao by sneaking a lesson. He still needed this bodyguard and couldn't afford to fall out with him so early.
Li Luo returned to the home he shared with Old Jack. Old Jack had already come back from the neighboring village, holding a report with the neighboring village's work-study student openings.
Li Luo told Old Jack that Tang Hao had agreed to let Tang San go to school.
"Good thing Tang Hao had the sense not to stop Xiao San from going to school. Xiao San's a genius with Innate Full Soul Power. If that drunkard Tang Hao had held him back, this old man would've made him answer for it!"