"Twin martial souls, innate full soul power..."
Qian Renxue hid in the shadows of a beam inside the wooden martial soul awakening hut. Through a gap in the planks, she looked down at the skeletal Tang San, who had just completed his awakening.
Confusion filled her beautiful face. She turned toward her brother and sent him a quiet voice transmission:
"Brother, Tang San certainly has talent. But look at how sallow and skinny he is, as if a gust of wind could knock him over. He's clearly malnourished from years of not having enough to eat. His constitution should have been compromised long ago, shouldn't it?!"
"Logically, how could someone so frail awaken innate full soul power, the very pinnacle of talent?!"
This flew in the face of the martial soul theory Qian Renxue had learned since childhood, leaving her utterly baffled.
"Who knows?" Qian Renheng chuckled softly. "After all, he's the successor personally chosen by the lofty Asura God. If a god wanted to give a mortal a little special treatment and forcibly grant him the foundation for innate full soul power, wouldn't that be child's play?"
"Let's go, Xiao Xue." Qian Renheng withdrew his gaze and patted his sister's shoulder, saying mildly, "We've seen everything we came to see. There's nothing left about this awakening ceremony worth watching. Still, since we're here, we might as well stop by and see what a sorry state Tang Hao is in!"
With that, the two flickered out of sight, slipping silently out of the martial soul awakening room like two invisible breezes.
Before long, they arrived outside the dilapidated Blacksmith Shop at the far end of the village.
Peering through the half-closed, battered wooden door, Qian Renxue pinched her nose in disgust.
In the dim light of the Blacksmith Shop, she