"Of course he inherited it! The Sky Screen showed us before: his Blue Silver Grass is the Blue Silver Emperor, inherited from his mother, Ah Yin! That's a Martial Soul from this world! But his cultivation techniques are from another world!"
"One person with a body from this world and a soul from another. Just thinking about it is unbelievable..."
Spirit City, Pope Palace.
Bibi Dong looked at the answer on the Sky Screen, her pupils contracting slightly.
"A reincarnated soul," she said slowly. "Tang San's soul came from another world. A world without Soul Power or Martial Souls, but with inner energy and cultivation techniques. He brought those techniques here. That's why he could learn without a teacher, and why he mastered so many Self-Created Soul Skills."
She paused, suddenly remembering a scene the Sky Screen had shown before.
Tang San had spent time in Spirit Hall.
That boy had spent years right under her other self's nose in the Sky Screen World. She had never noticed him. A reincarnated soul, reborn with memories of another world, hiding so many secrets. And she had let him slip away right under her nose.
"What an idiot!"
Bibi Dong snorted, cursing even her other self.
In a secluded valley.
Tang Hao stood in the valley, staring up at the answer on the Sky Screen as though rooted to the spot.
A reincarnated soul.
Tang San's soul came from another world, from a place called the Tang Sect.
Tang Hao's lips trembled.
At last, he understood.
At last, he understood why Tang San had been able to cultivate on his own when he was barely a year old.
At last, he understood why a child with no one to teach him knew so many exquisite techniques.
So that was it.
Tang San