Then Discovered His Soul Power Was Very High

While lost in these stray thoughts, the martial soul awakening ceremony began.

First, he felt as if his entire body had been submerged in a hot spring; it was incredibly comfortable.

The next moment, Tang Liu felt a surge of power rise from his lower abdomen, reaching his hands in an instant.

Subconsciously, he wanted to raise both hands, but he stopped himself. In the end, he only raised his left hand, letting his right hang naturally at his side, showing no signs of anything unusual.

A brilliant blue radiance bloomed in the palm of his left hand, eventually growing into a small, young blade of blue grass.

However, whether due to insufficient power or some other reason, this little blade of grass was translucent, appearing quite illusory and far from solid.

At the same time, at the base of the grass, a faint, golden thread flickered quietly.

"Blue Silver Grass again?" Su Yuntao's expression revealed clear disappointment. "Still a trash martial soul... Oh well, little one, let's test your soul power. What if you happen to have Innate Full Soul Power too?" Su Yuntao said with a self-deprecating tone.

Tang Liu nodded and placed his hand on the crystal ball.

To be honest, he was also curious about what level his soul power would be. After all, he hadn't studied the Mysterious Heaven Skill like Tang San.

Originally, Tang San had wanted to teach him everything he knew from the Tang Sect, but Tang Liu had only requested to learn the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, the Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, and the Mysterious Jade Hand. Even then, he had only learned them superficially, just enough to get by. He also added the Purple Demon Eye, which he practiced occasionally whenever he felt like it, though he had barely scratched the surface.

As for why he didn't learn the others or continue training the ones Tang San taught him, it was simply because he was lazy.

Nonsense, after finally being free from having to study, did you really expect him to work himself to the bone practicing martial arts?

Tang San felt somewhat helpless about this, but he could only let him be.

Logically speaking, a martial soul like Blue Silver Grass shouldn't have innate soul power, but since his mother was the Blue Silver Emperor, she should have bestowed some upon him.

According to the plot of Douluo Dalu III, Tang Wulin, who lacked twin martial souls and hadn't awakened his Blue Silver Emperor bloodline or Golden Dragon King abilities, had an innate soul power of level three. Tang Liu estimated his own soul power would be around that mark.

However, Tang Liu could feel that he possessed a second martial soul, so, conservatively, he estimated his soul power should reach around level seven.

As he thought this, the crystal ball in front of him lit up with a dazzling radiance, and it seemed to have a trend of growing even brighter.

Tang Liu was startled. His expression changed subconsciously, and he hurriedly tried to suppress the surging soul power within his body, finally preventing the crystal ball from brightening further or even shattering. But in that brief moment, the brightness of the crystal ball was already more dazzling than it had been for Tang San. Standing close by, Tang Liu even heard a crisp cracking sound.

"No way, could it be..." Tang Liu already had a guess in his heart, and he was quite shocked.

"I don't even have a golden finger system; could it be that I'm truly gifted?" Tang Liu muttered to himself, a faint sense of worry emerging in his mind.

"Another case of Innate Full Soul Power!" Su Yuntao was shocked.

Since when did Innate Full Soul Power become so worthless?

It was just a pity that the martial soul was the trash Blue Silver Grass.

Su Yuntao's expression revealed a hint of regret. Looking at Tang San and Tang Liu, his eyes were filled with disappointment.

Even a sickle would have been better!

That would have given me hope for a promotion and a raise!

However, due to his overwhelming surprise, he didn't notice for the moment that the light of Tang Liu's soul power was even brighter than Tang San's.

"Alright, that's enough. Children, you may go back now." Su Yuntao shook his head, put away the crystal ball, and walked outside.

Village Chief Old Jack began to converse with the departing Su Yuntao, his expression tense, which then turned into disappointment.

Although Tang Liu was a bit lazy, his memory was excellent. Coupled with the fact that he had been reminiscing about the plot of Douluo Dalu for the past six years, he could still clearly remember what they were talking about, but he didn't care.

What a joke, how could these mortals understand the power of a future God King?

Therefore, even if you are the "indestructible Su Yuntao," or the "greatest badass on the continent" Old Jack—who "dared to scold a Titled Douluo," "sent a God King to school," and "fed a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast carrots"—you are ultimately just a mortal with eyes that cannot see the truth.

Thinking this, a thick sense of superiority suddenly welled up in Tang Liu's heart, along with a small, joyful feeling of "everyone is drunk while I alone am sober"...

Afterward, Old Jack sent Tang San and Tang Liu home and asked Tang Hao if he would send the two brothers to the Soul Master Academy.

Although Holy Soul Village only had one quota for a working student each year, that was only if no soul masters had appeared this year, and there was still last year's quota!

Naturally, he received a refusal from Tang Hao, and so Old Jack and Tang Hao began to argue.

"You should know how precious this opportunity is. Who knows, maybe Little San and Little Liu could become people of status in the future," Old Jack said in astonishment.

Tang Hao looked at Old Jack with cold eyes. "What use is status? I only know that if Little San leaves, no one will be here to cook for me. As for Little Liu..." Tang Hao paused suddenly at this point.

It seemed that this little brat Tang Liu... really wasn't of much use!

Tang Liu, standing to the side, saw him suddenly stop speaking and his face immediately darkened. He was about to jump up and curse, but Tang Hao spoke again, interrupting him.

"Don't worry about it. Anyway, Blue Silver Grass—what do you think a Blue Silver Grass martial soul can cultivate into? It's just a trash martial soul." Tang Hao glanced coldly at Old Jack.

Hearing this, Tang Liu's anger, which had been ready to erupt, vanished. Looking at Tang Hao's decadent face, he sighed inwardly.

Mother's departure must have been too heavy a blow for you.

That's why you're saying things like this now, right?

For once, Tang Liu felt his heart soften.

What a pitiful man, trapped by his own emotions!

It's just... Mother isn't truly dead, and she will grow back in the future, so why is he being so decadent now? It's not like there's no hope!

Is he afraid he won't live to see the day Mother recovers?

Where is his common sense?!

As a descendant of the Blue Silver Emperor with a resonant martial soul, how could there be no way to accelerate the growth of a Blue Silver Emperor once one's strength reached a certain level?

It would be sheer idiocy not to!

Thinking of this, Tang Liu felt a surge of anger, casting a fierce glare at Tang Hao, his eyes filled with the frustration of seeing someone fail to live up to their potential.

Tang Hao, currently in the midst of an argument with Old Jack, suddenly felt a gaze as sharp as a blade land upon him. He didn't need to look to know it was that little brat, Tang Liu.

He felt a bit sullen, but he couldn't be bothered to pay it any mind.

Old Jack naturally couldn't win the argument against Tang Hao and was sent off in a huff. Tang San went to see him out, but in the end, Old Jack still hadn't given up on his attempts at persuasion.