Martial Soul Luo Sanpao?

"Brother Jue, when you awaken your martial soul later, you must not be nervous. Just keep a calm mindset."

Inside the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's awakening hall, Yu Tianjue listened quietly to Yu Tianheng's instructions and nodded.

But in reality, Yu Tianheng was the one who was more nervous.

Standing beside Yu Tianheng, Yu Tianjue could even clearly see his body trembling slightly. And yet, he was the one telling him not to be nervous...

Yu Tianjue shook his head and stood on his tiptoes, peering toward the center of the hall.

"Next, Yu Kunkun."

Following the name called out by the elder in charge of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's awakening ceremony, a chubby little boy walked out from beside Yu Tianjue.

But not long after, he walked back looking dejected.

"Yu Kunkun, martial soul Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, innate soul power level five."

"Yu Xiaoyu, martial soul Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, innate soul power level six."

"..."

One name after another was called, and soon only the two brothers, Yu Tianheng and Yu Tianjue, remained.

Yu Yuanzhen could not help but cast a look of expectation toward his two grandsons—up until now, not a single genius had appeared among this batch of children, and the highest innate soul power recorded so far was only level seven.

If the brothers Tianheng and Tianjue also failed to awaken a higher innate soul power, what was to be done?

Yu Yuanzhen's gaze flickered, landing on a figure in the front row who stood alone yet appeared exceptionally stubborn, and he could not help but sigh inwardly.

Once upon a time, he had held high hopes for both of his sons, but unfortunately, his eldest son—the father of Tianheng and Tianjue, Yu Minghao—had mediocre talent; now thirty years old, his cultivation was still stuck at level sixty-nine. His second son, Yu Xiaogang, had even awakened a mutated trash martial soul and had long been unable to break through to level thirty soul power...

With his two "main accounts" essentially ruined, Yu Yuanzhen could only pin his hopes on his two "alt accounts."

If the brothers' talents were both outstanding, he could simply hold on for a few more years and pass the position of Sect Master directly to his grandsons. With the two brothers working together, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect might even reach greater heights.

"Next, Yu Tianheng!"

Hearing Yu Tianheng's name, Yu Xiaogang, who had been expressionless and stiff-faced the entire time, finally showed a slight reaction.

"It's my turn, Brother Jue. I'm going first!"

"Good luck."

Listening to the voice beside him, Yu Tianjue nodded, a faint sense of anticipation rising in his heart.

If nothing goes wrong... my martial soul should also be a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, right? If I'm being bold, a Holy Radiant Dragon wouldn't be impossible...

As long as it isn't Yu Xiaogang's Luo Sanpao.

Yu Tianjue could not help but glance at Yu Xiaogang—if he truly awakened the Luo Sanpao martial soul, it would definitely qualify as a disastrous start.

Taking a step back, if it really were the Luo Sanpao martial soul... how could he possibly turn the tables?

As Yu Tianjue pondered, a burst of light suddenly erupted in the center of the hall. Although the light could not be considered dazzling, it was much stronger than that of the others who had just undergone the awakening.

Soon, the voice of the elder in charge of the awakening rose in volume:

"Yu Tianheng, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul, innate soul power level eight!"

"Innate level eight soul power!"

"Truly worthy of being the Sect Master's grandson!"

Watching Yu Tianheng with his martial soul manifested and listening to the surrounding discussions, Yu Yuanzhen let out a long sigh of relief, his heart relaxing significantly.

Level eight innate soul power already fell into the category of a genius; as long as he was nurtured carefully, he would definitely be capable of taking on great responsibilities in the future.

Now, only Tianjue remained...

Without needing the sect elder to call his name, Yu Tianjue took the initiative to walk over, not forgetting to exchange a thumbs-up with Yu Tianheng as he headed toward their grandfather.

Soon, Yu Tianjue arrived before the sect elder.

"Relax, just place your hand on the crystal ball."

Yu Tianjue did not hesitate in the slightest and placed his hand on the crystal ball as instructed.

The next moment, a phantom shadow began to emerge within the awakening formation, gradually condensing into a physical form at a very slow pace.

"This martial soul... doesn't seem right, does it?"

"Another physical martial soul. Could it be the same as that trash... Yu Xiaogang's martial soul?"

"I don't know... the speed at which this martial soul is condensing seems even slower than Yu Xiaogang's. I suddenly have an ominous premonition..."

The murmurs surged from all directions like a tide, and Yu Yuanzhen's heart was stirred by tumultuous waves.

The scene before him reminded him of that unpleasant memory once again.

He had watched his second son, Yu Xiaogang, with full expectation, only for the martial soul Yu Xiaogang awakened to deal him a crushing blow!

Could it be that today, Tianjue was going to follow in Xiaogang's footsteps?

Yu Yuanzhen even began to reflect on whether there was a problem with his own genes, or if... his lineage was cursed by the number "two."

His second son's martial soul had mutated, and now the eldest son's second son also seemed to have a mutated martial soul.

Yu Tianjue pursed his lips. Without the need for those around him to point it out, Yu Tianjue himself could realize that his martial soul seemed somewhat different.

However, Yu Tianjue, who was standing closer, could keenly perceive the difference—his martial soul did not resemble Yu Xiaogang's Luo Sanpao; that illusory shadow from just a moment ago had indeed taken the form of a dragon.

Yu Tianjue's heart tightened slightly.

Yu Xiaogang also quietly clenched his fists.

The surrounding whispers were a torment to his proud heart, but what he never expected was that his nephew, Yu Tianjue—who had always kept his distance—would actually awaken the same mutated martial soul as him.

Having personally experienced all the gossip and scorn, Yu Xiaogang could not help but feel a sense of shared misery.

In the blink of an eye, that slightly illusory shadow had completely solidified.

It was a pure black piglet that looked sickly and lacked even the slightest hint of aggression.

To call it a pig was not entirely accurate; it looked more like a cross between a piglet and a puppy.

The entire venue fell silent.

Immediately after, the sect elder's voice, tinged with a hint of pity, rang out: "Yu Tianjue, martial soul... mutated, innate soul power level one!"

"It really is a mutated trash martial soul!"

"What is happening to our clan? First, the clan leader's son, Yu Xiaogang, awakened the trash Piglet martial soul, and now the clan leader's grandson has also awakened a trash martial soul."

"What a pity for such a pair of twin brothers; I fear they will be like strangers from this day forth!"

"One with a mutated trash martial soul, the other with innate level eight soul power—they are no longer people of the same world."

Yu Yuanzhen swayed slightly, his face etched with helplessness. Yu Tianheng's face was full of worry as he couldn't help but run toward Yu Tianjue, while Yu Tianjue himself stood frozen in place, staring blankly at his own martial soul, as if he were unable to bear such a blow all at once.