"Him?" Su Ling froze and gave Nangong She another look. The corners of his mouth twitched.
Nangong She was even prettier than most girls, and now Su Ling was being told he was a boy?
A tomboy and a pretty boy.
What an oddball pair...
"Pavilion Master, we didn't choose to be this way. My parents wanted a boy, so they raised me as one. Nangong She's parents did the opposite and raised him as a girl."
"I see." Su Ling nodded. "Your Soul Power seems to be around level forty-seven. You're both fairly talented, so why aren't you competing in this year's Soul Fighting Tournament?"
"Heh." Shen Jiao rubbed her nose. "Nangong She and I never attended an advanced Soul Master Academy. We have no credentials, so we can't enter the Soul Fighting Tournament."
"You trained on your own?" Su Ling raised an eyebrow.
"Yep. We wandered around, getting by however we could. A while ago, we nearly starved to death. The Dark Pavilion took us in and gave us full bellies." Shen Jiao sighed.
"You joined the Dark Pavilion for a meal?"
"At first, yes. But now that we've seen you stand up for your own people and treat everyone fairly, Shen Jiao and I want to serve you, Pavilion Master!" Nangong She said with a grin.
"You want to serve me?" Su Ling smiled, intrigued. "What are your strengths?"
"We have some, Pavilion Master! We may only be Soul Ancestors, but we have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill. When we use it, even an ordinary Soul Emperor is no match for us!"
They took two steps back and released their Martial Souls and Soul Rings. Both Martial Souls were swords. Their first two Soul Rings were a little lacking, but overall, their Soul Ring configurations were optimal.