I Saw at a Glance You Weren't Human (Second Update)

Lin Yue abruptly retracted her spear, shaking out her slightly sore arm. As she watched the notification pop up in her mind, her eyes shone as if filled with starlight.

Three years—three whole years of repetitive practice—and she had finally unlocked her character template!

It just so happened that in her previous life, she had finished watching The King's Avatar, and her absolute favorite was the Battle Mage Autumn Leaf. What she was most obsessed with wasn't the Myriad Manifestation Umbrella, but that Evil Repeller battle spear that swept across the arena with such sharp, unyielding edge.

Early the next morning, Lin Yue took her remaining money and skipped all the way to the blacksmith shop at the west end of the village.

The shop doors were wide open. Tang San was squatting on the ground, helping to organize the farm tools that had just been forged. His father, Tang Hao, had headed out with a jug of wine at the crack of dawn, leaving him to guard the massive shop all by himself.

On a rack in the center of the shop sat a brand-new long spear, steady and firm. The blue-patterned steel shaft shimmered with a cold, hard luster. The double-edged spearhead was razor-sharp, and the tail was fitted with small, delicate barbs. It was exactly as she had drawn on her blueprint. Weighing a full hundred pounds, it stood there sturdily, exuding a sharp, piercing aura.

"Tang San! I'm here to pick up the spear!" Lin Yue said with a smile as she ran inside.

Tang San stood up, looked at her small frame, and couldn't help but remind her, "Lin Yue, this spear weighs a hundred pounds. Be careful, don't drop it on your feet."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Lin Yue stepped forward, gripped the shaft with one hand, and with a slight exertion, lifted the hundred-pound blue-patterned steel spear with ease. She performed a spear flourish with a hint of difficulty; the shaft whistled as it cut through the air, yet she controlled it perfectly. She wasn't even flushed or out of breath, and her footing hadn't wavered in the slightest.

Tang San's eyes went wide, and the iron block in his hand nearly fell to the floor.

He had been guarding the shop for these past three days, watching his father forge this spear hammer blow by hammer blow. He knew better than anyone how heavy it was. Even the burliest farmhand in the village would have to exert significant effort to lift it with one hand, yet Lin Yue, a six-year-old girl, had actually lifted it so effortlessly.

"I told you I was born with divine strength, but you didn't believe me."

Lin Yue tilted her chin up triumphantly, placed the remaining payment on the table, and bowed toward the empty back room: "Please thank Uncle Tang for me! The spear is forged perfectly; it's exactly what I wanted!"

Tang San hurriedly collected the money and nodded: "I'll tell my dad when he gets back."

Lin Yue exchanged a few more words with him, then shouldered the long spear and skipped away.

Tomorrow was the day of the Martial Soul Awakening, and she needed to get more familiar with the feel of the spear to welcome her own Evil Repeller battle spear.

In the blink of an eye, the day of the Martial Soul Awakening arrived.

At the first light of dawn, Old Jack leaned on his cane and went from house to house, calling together the seven children in the village who had turned six this year. Tang San and Lin Yue were among them.

A group of children followed behind Old Jack, chattering away as they walked toward the village's Martial Soul Hall, their faces filled with both nervousness and anticipation.

Though it was called a Martial Soul Hall, it was actually just a slightly larger house.

A young man dressed in a white deacon's robe was waiting at the entrance. Seeing them approach, a gentle smile appeared on his face: "Are all the children here? I am Deacon Wang, responsible for this Martial Soul Awakening, from the Nuoding City branch of the Martial Soul Hall."

He paused, then added: "In a moment, the children will enter the inner room one by one for the awakening. Once finished, wait in the outer area. After everyone has completed the process, we will come out together and explain the situation to everyone. Parents and villagers, please wait outside. Do not make noise, so as not to disturb the children's awakening."

The villagers of Holy Soul Village hurriedly agreed, standing respectfully outside the door, not even daring to breathe too loudly.

Old Jack reminded each child to be obedient and not to be nervous. Watching them walk into the awakening room one by one, he finally retreated outside. Along with the other villagers, he stretched his neck to stare at the tightly closed door, waiting in anxious suspense.

Inside, Deacon Wang had already activated the awakening array in the inner room, and a pale golden light enveloped the entire space.

Following the order, he had the children step into the center of the array one by one, guiding them to awaken and release their Martial Souls.

However, the results were disappointing.

The first child awakened a sickle Martial Soul with no Soul Power at all, walking to the side in low spirits. The second child awakened a hoe Martial Soul, also with no Soul Power, and sat down dejectedly. The third, the fourth...

Six children in a row had completed their awakening, and without exception, they were all farm tools, common weeds, or other trash Martial Souls. Not a single one tested for Soul Power.

As the children sat in the waiting area, the anticipation on their faces gradually turned into disappointment. Some even pursed their lips, secretly wiping away tears.

The smile on Deacon Wang's face faded bit by bit, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Holy Soul Village had "Soul" in its name, yet it had been many years since a child capable of becoming a Spirit Master had been born here. Could it be that this year would be another empty harvest?

"Next, Tang San."

Deacon Wang suppressed the disappointment in his heart and called the name gently.

Tang San took a deep breath, pushing down the surging nervousness in his heart, and walked slowly into the center of the array in the inner room.

Following Deacon Wang's guidance, he extended his right hand, closed his eyes, and focused on sensing that familiar, warm energy within his body.

The next second, a pale blue light ignited from his palm, and a slender stalk of Blue Silver Grass slowly emerged, with fine golden patterns winding around its leaves.

The moment it appeared, the scent of flowers and grass in the room became much richer. Clearly, it was worlds apart from the common Blue Silver Grass found everywhere.

"Blue Silver Grass?"

Deacon Wang was stunned for a moment, then leaned in to examine it closely. His eyes lit up instantly: "No, this isn't ordinary Blue Silver Grass. The leaves have faint golden patterns; it seems to be a beneficial mutation. It should possess Soul Power."

He hurriedly took out a Soul Power crystal ball and held it out to Tang San: "Come, child, place your hand on it and focus on channeling the energy within you. Let me see your Soul Power level."

Tang San extended his small hand and placed it gently on the crystal ball.

The moment his fingertips touched the sphere, a dazzling blue light erupted from within. The extreme brilliance filled the entire ball, and the light at the tenth-level mark was so blinding that it bathed the small awakening room in a deep blue glow.

"Innate Full Soul Power! Level Ten! It's actually Innate Full Soul Power!"

Deacon Wang exclaimed in disbelief, his face filled with ecstatic shock: "A remote little village has actually produced a genius with Innate Full Soul Power, and with a mutated Blue Silver Grass at that!"

But Tang San felt his heart sink instantly, a chill creeping from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Blue Silver Grass, Innate Full Soul Power.

He had heard the village elders mention countless times that the Human Traitor Tang Hao, who had been wanted by the entire continent six years ago, had a wife who was a hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor spirit beast.

Normally, Blue Silver Grass had virtually no Soul Power, or at most one or two levels.

For a seemingly ordinary Blue Silver Grass to possess such terrifying talent, combined with his own suspicions, it looked related to that spirit beast no matter how he analyzed it.

Hiss~

Did I just realize at a glance that I'm not human?