Seeing Wang Sheng's surprised expression, Cheng Jin could not help feeling a little smug.
"This little grandson of mine has the best talent in the history of our Cheng Family. Innate rank-nine Soul Power."
Hearing that, Wang Sheng thought to himself, As expected.
Teng Zifeng laughed and said to Cheng Ying, "Same as me! I'm also innate rank-nine Soul Power. My martial soul is the Six-Winged Glazed Bird. What's your martial soul?"
"Also innate rank-nine Soul Power?"
Cheng Jin and Cheng Rong looked utterly shocked.
Since when was innate rank-nine Soul Power so easy to find?
They just ran into one child and there it was!
Cheng Ying was also a little surprised, her big eyes blinking as she looked at Teng Zifeng.
After all, ever since she had awakened her martial soul, whether it was her grandfather and grandmother, or her father and mother, or her uncles, they had all said she was the most talented person they had ever seen.
There were only a handful of others who could compare to her.
Now, seeing a little boy the same age as her with the same level of talent, she was very curious too.
She answered softly, "My martial soul is the Seven-Colored Peacock!"
"The Seven-Colored Peacock?"
Seeing that Wang Sheng looked puzzled, as if he had never heard of this martial soul, Hua Rong immediately said, "The Seven-Colored Peacock is a mutation from an ordinary peacock martial soul. In the past, there have been one-colored, two-colored, even five-colored peacocks, but a seven-colored one has never appeared before."
Cheng Jin smiled and said, "This old man... cough, cough... this humble one is a Five-Colored Peacock."
Cheng Rong said, "Mine is only an ordinary peacock martial soul. In our entire clan of over a hundred people, only my old man,