After successfully awakening his martial soul, Lu Chen silently said, Come back, and the vivid blue stalk of blue silver grass in his palm withdrew into his body.
Then Lu Chen stepped out of the Awakening Formation, walked up to Su Yuntao, and blinked as he said:
"Master Su Yuntao, it's time to test my soul power!"
Su Yuntao looked utterly dejected and gave a listless reply. All his soul power had been wrung dry, only to awaken a trash martial soul like blue silver grass. He was falling apart inside.
As though merely going through the motions, Su Yuntao raised the crystal ball and held it out before Lu Chen, saying helplessly:
"Put your hand on it."
Lu Chen followed his instructions and placed his hand on the crystal ball. Instantly, a suction force emerged from it, drawing some of the soul power in his body into the ball.
In an instant, the crystal ball blazed with light, making all the children widen their eyes. Even Su Yuntao was left tongue-tied and dumbfounded.
Another child with innate full soul power!
Su Yuntao truly couldn't take it anymore. What was this supposed to be? Even a trash martial soul like blue silver grass could produce innate full soul power, and both children with blue silver grass martial souls actually had it.
His own martial soul was the mighty lone wolf, yet when his soul power had been tested after his martial soul awakening, he had only possessed level-two soul power.
Heaven was unjust!
Su Yuntao shouted inwardly in grief and indignation.
Meanwhile, Lu Chen felt incredibly fortunate:
Luckily, the laws of heaven and earth on the Douluo Continent mean that before I obtain the corresponding spirit ring, even if I possess Level 30, Level 40, or even higher soul power, only level-ten soul power will show before I absorb my first spirit ring.
That's just as well. If the test really showed that I had innate Level 30 or even Level 40 soul power, those higher-ups in Spirit Hall would probably drag me off to slice me up for research.
Lu Chen's conviction that he possessed Level 30 or even Level 40 soul power was not wishful thinking, but the result of careful deductions.
His physique was currently extremely powerful. In a fight, even four or five adults were no match for him, and when plowing the fields, even his family's old yellow ox couldn't work as efficiently as he did.
Without an enormous amount of soul power supporting him, he could never have developed such a powerful physique at just six years old.
His gold finger allowed him to absorb the energy of heaven and earth simply by breathing, and six whole years had passed since his birth.
Lu Chen breathed every moment of every day, which meant he cultivated every moment of every day, and he had done so for six full years.
Tang San supposedly had cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Skill since early childhood, but he couldn't possibly cultivate every moment. Averaged out over each day, four hours of cultivation would have been the absolute most he could manage.
Compared with Tang San, Lu Chen spent six times as long cultivating each day. Tang San had accumulated level-thirteen soul power over six years, so estimating that he himself had only reached level thirty or forty over those six years was already conservative.
At the same time, Tang San, who stood among the children, looked at Lu Chen with eyes full of shock. A trace of envy and jealousy surfaced in their depths, unnoticed even by Tang San himself:
Is this what a true genius looks like? I know my own circumstances. My innate full soul power came from cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Skill. Lu Chen doesn't have the Mysterious Heaven Skill.
Lu Chen had Innate Divine Strength. I once saw him grab the tail of an old yellow ox that was munching on crops in the fields and drag it dozens of paces. The ox couldn't resist him at all.
I'm so envious. Even with the enhancement of the Mysterious Heaven Skill I've cultivated, I don't have such terrifying strength.
Meanwhile, after testing Lu Chen's soul power, Su Yuntao quickly wrote out a Martial Soul Certificate by hand and placed it in Lu Chen's hands:
"Here, child. This is your Martial Soul Certificate."
"Alas! Such a strong body, and the talent of innate full soul power, yet instead of a beast martial soul, you have the trash martial soul blue silver grass. What a pity."
As he spoke, Su Yuntao finished packing his bundle, then strode out of the wooden hut.
Outside the wooden hut!
Seeing Su Yuntao emerge, the village chief, Old Jack, approached with a broad smile and spoke respectfully:
"Lord Soul Master, how did the children from our Holy Soul Village fare in their martial soul awakening this year?"
Su Yuntao shook his head and answered helplessly:
"Two children have excellent talent. Both have innate full soul power, but their martial souls are actually both the trash martial soul blue silver grass."
"What future could such a rubbish martial soul possibly have? Even if they absorb spirit rings and become spirit masters, they'll still be the worst kind of spirit masters."
With that, Su Yuntao hurried toward the next village without looking back.
Old Jack stood rooted to the spot, unable to recover for a long time. Two children possessed the very best talent, yet had the very worst martial souls.
It made Old Jack want to cough up blood!
Soon, all the children emerged from the wooden hut, with Lu Chen and Tang San bringing up the rear.
Looking at Lu Chen and Tang San at the back, a thought struck Old Jack, and he hurriedly asked:
"Little Chen, Little San, the Lord Soul Master just said two children had excellent talent, but both awakened the worst martial soul, blue silver grass. He wasn't talking about you two, was he?"
Lu Chen glanced at Tang San and answered:
"Grandpa Chief, he was talking about us."
After Lu Chen spoke, Tang San nodded as well.
Old Jack's vision went dark, and once again, he felt the urge to cough up blood. The two children he had placed the most hope in had indeed lived up to his expectations by possessing excellent talent, yet they hadn't awakened good martial souls.
Old Jack beat his chest and stamped his feet. Only after a long while did he speak, his brows tightly knitted and his face full of worry:
"Little Chen, Little San, you both have the talent to become spirit masters. Even the worst blue silver grass spirit master is still a spirit master, someone ordinary people like us can't compare to."
"Unfortunately, our Holy Soul Village only has one work-study student place. Only one of you can use it."
"Come with me. I'll discuss it with your parents, and we'll all draw lots to see who gets to use the work-study student place."
"As for the other one, we'll think of something else. If there's really no other way, I'll swallow my pride and ask around the other villages to see if they have any unused work-study student places."
Old Jack's voice was firm. He had made up his mind to support Lu Chen and Tang San through their studies. Even being the worst blue silver grass spirit master was better than staying in the village as an ordinary person.
After that, Old Jack, Tang San, Lu Chen, and Lu Chen's parents headed to Tang San's home together.
Both of Lu Chen's parents were alive. Although they were the most ordinary of farmers, they were nothing like that drunkard Tang Hao.
Lu Chen's parents had accompanied him to his martial soul awakening. As for that drunkard Tang Hao, he was probably still fast asleep at home after drinking himself into a stupor, so everyone could only go to his house to discuss it.