Chapter 8

"Lone Wolf, possess!" Under the horrified gazes of the children, Su Yuntao completed his transformation. His entire body sprouted long fur, his frame expanded, and his clothes were stretched to the point of bursting.

Jiang Chen watched Su Yuntao's transformation with curiosity. Aside from his handsome face, Su Yuntao looked no different from the werewolves in the Western movies Jiang Chen had seen in his past life.

Except for Jiang Chen and Tang San, the other children were trembling with fear. The first child had his eyes squeezed shut, so he didn't see Su Yuntao's terrifying appearance.

Su Yuntao was satisfied; as long as the first child could successfully awaken, the others wouldn't be so afraid.

He didn't stop his movements, activating the formation on the ground. Suddenly, a golden barrier enveloped the child.

Countless golden light spots drifted out from the black stones and entered the boy's body, calming his trembling frame, which had been shaking from nervousness.

"Extend your right hand," Su Yuntao said gently.

The boy instinctively extended his right hand, and a sickle slowly condensed into existence.

Su Yuntao was somewhat disappointed. Although a sickle could be used for attacking, he had never heard of a powerful sickle Spirit Master; this type of martial soul was only good for farming.

He picked up the crystal ball to test the child's spirit power, and the result disappointed him even more: there wasn't a trace of spirit power, meaning this child could not cultivate.

Six children in a row had awakened, all of them possessing farming tool martial souls, which left Su Yuntao feeling utterly let down.

The little girl before Tang San was slightly different; she had awakened a stalk of Blue Silver Grass.

"Yours is a trash martial soul with no abilities whatsoever. Blue Silver Grass is the most useless martial soul on the Douluo Continent." As Su Yuntao's words rang out, tears welled up in the little girl's eyes, and she burst into loud sobs.

Su Yuntao grabbed her hand to test her, and sure enough, the girl didn't have a shred of spirit power.

Finally, it was Tang San's turn. Without needing Su Yuntao to speak, he had already stepped into the formation.

"Tang San, good luck!" Jiang Chen shouted from behind.

Tang San nodded with a solemn expression. None of the previous seven children had awakened a martial soul capable of cultivation, which caused his heart to sink to the bottom of the abyss.

So, becoming a Spirit Master was truly difficult.

Su Yuntao activated the formation once more. Tang San's right hand successfully condensed his martial soul: it was a gently swaying stalk of Blue Silver Grass.

Seeing that the golden light spots pouring from the formation were more numerous than all the previous children combined, Su Yuntao had been ecstatic, but the appearance of Tang San's martial soul poured a bucket of cold water over him.

His joy vanished, and Su Yuntao became expressionless, waving his hand indifferently. "Trash martial soul. Next."

Old Jack, watching from the side, felt his heart turn cold. His weathered face was filled with extreme disappointment; as expected, this year was a failure as well.

"Uncle, you haven't helped me test my spirit power yet," Tang San reminded him.

Su Yuntao said indifferently, "No need to test. That's a trash martial soul; it's impossible for you to have spirit power."

"Please, just let me try," Tang San insisted.

Jiang Chen also spoke up, "Lord Spirit Master, please test him. It won't take much of your time."

"Fine." Su Yuntao turned back, holding the crystal ball, and walked over to Tang San with an indifferent attitude.

Looking at Su Yuntao's nonchalant demeanor, Jiang Chen chuckled inwardly. In a moment, Tang San's spirit power would surely scare the life out of Brother Tao.

Chapter 5: Such Strong Resentment, Such Evil Aura

Su Yuntao stood before Tang San, holding the crystal ball with an impatient look on his face, not even glancing at the orb.