I Wasn't Born with Full Soul Power. In Fact, I Only Had Innate Soul Power Rank One!

Lin Xia led Dugu Yan straight to a quiet, separate Quiet Room next to the main house.

Pushing open the door, the interior is simply yet exquisitely furnished.

A low couch, a futon, and a small table were set with an exquisite jade tea set, and next to it was a plate of seasonal spiritual fruits still glistening with water droplets and exuding spiritual energy.

Sunlight streamed through the carved window frames, casting warm dappled patterns on the floor.

"Sister Yanyan, please sit down."

Lin Xia released his hand, pointed to another futon next to the low couch, and then sat down at the small table with practiced ease. He picked up a bright red spiritual fruit, took a bite, and juice spilled out. He squinted his eyes comfortably, as if he wasn't the one who had just caused such a stir in the Martial Arts Arena.

Dugu Yan sat down as instructed, but the Limber cushion did not ease her tense nerves in the slightest.

Looking at Lin Xia's unguarded, natural demeanor, like that of a boy next door, her Unnerve grew stronger. She knew that what was about to be discussed was anything but ordinary.

"Xiao Xia..." Dugu Yan took a deep breath, trying to make her voice sound calm.

"What you just said... is it true? You... really have a way?"

Dugu Yan's purple eyes were fixed on Lin Xia, not missing a single subtle change in his expression.

Lin Xia swallowed the fruit in her mouth, slowly wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and the innocent smile on her face faded slightly, replaced by a calmness and seriousness that was very different from her age.

Lin Xia did not directly answer Dugu Yan's Covet question. Instead, she tilted her head slightly, her clear eyes reflecting Dugu Yan's anxious face, and with her still-clear childlike voice, she threw out a seemingly unrelated question.

"Sister Yanyan, do you know what level my Innate Soul Power is?"

This question was like a pebble thrown into the turbulent lake of Dugu Yan's heart, stirring up ripples of confusion.

What else could it be besides Innate Full Soul Power?

Dugu Yan blurted it out almost subconsciously, with a matter-of-fact tone.

"Of course it's Innate Full Soul Power! Otherwise, how could you possibly..."

She didn't say the rest aloud, but the meaning was clear—otherwise, how could you have reached level twenty-nine at the age of seven?

Possessing a second ring of a thousand years?

Possessing that kind of near-divine defensive ability?

However, Lin Xia slowly and very clearly shook her head.

Sunlight streamed through the window and fell on his small face. In his obsidian-like eyes, there was no hint of jest, only a deep and serious seriousness.

"Sister Yanyan, you guessed wrong."

Lin Xia's voice wasn't loud, but every word was clear, striking Dugu Yan's heart.

"I am not Innate Full Soul Power. On the contrary..."

Lin Xia paused, seemingly recalling a distant and vague starting point.

"I only possess innate level one Soul Power."

"What?!"

Dugu Yan gasped in shock, her body instinctively leaning forward, her purple eyes filled with utter absurdity.

First-class innate?

How is that possible?!

This completely contradicts the rules of the world as she understands them!

How could a Soul Master with innate level one Soul Power reach level twenty-nine at the age of seven?

This is even more absurd than telling her the sun rises in the west!

"Even in the days following the awakening..."

Lin Xia's voice was eerily calm, as if she were narrating someone else's story.

"I'm also called a piece of trash."

Dugu Yan's expression froze instantly. Looking at Lin Xia's still youthful yet strangely mature face, a strong sense of being fooled surged into her heart.

The shock I felt on the Martial Arts Arena, the Covet for power, and the excitement I felt all along the way have now turned into deep disappointment and displeasure.

Dugu Yan even felt that the little brother in front of her, who always had a cute smile, had suddenly become somewhat unfamiliar and unlovable.

Was everything before, including that question, "Do you want to be as good as me?", just a way to play with her?

Is he showing off his supposed rise from failure to success for his own amusement?

Dugu Yan's eyes instantly turned cold, her lips pressed into a displeased line, and her hands, resting on her knees, quietly clenched the hem of her skirt, her knuckles turning slightly white.

She, Dugu Yan, granddaughter of the Poison Douluo, had never been mocked like this before.

Lin Xia's clear eyes, which seemed to be able to see into people's hearts, keenly captured the subtle changes in Dugu Yan's expression—the instantaneous cooling of his gaze, the pursed lips, and the clenched fingers.

Lin Xia sighed softly, the sound particularly clear in the Quiet Room.

"Sister Yanyan, I didn't lie to you."

Lin Xia's voice remained calm, but it carried an undeniable certainty.

Instead of offering explanations, he took the most forceful action.

Lin Xia lightly touched a seemingly ordinary Storage Soul Tool at her waist with her small fingers.

A faint ray of Soul Power flashed, and a folded piece of paper with slightly worn edges and faded color appeared in his hand.

The paper was of very ordinary quality, like the cheap straw paper commonly used by ordinary people.

Lin Xia gently pushed the paper onto the small table between the two of them, her fingertips touching the paper, bringing it within Dugu Yan's reach.

The action was swift and decisive, as if it were a trivial matter.

"This is..."

Dugu Yan's gaze fell on the paper. Her doubts had not completely dissipated, but her strong curiosity still compelled her to reach out and pick up the paper with a hint of hesitation and wariness.

The paper unfolded, revealing clear but slightly messy handwriting, stamped with a blurry seal belonging to a Spirit Hall Branch.

At the very top of the paper was printed the general emblem of the Spirit Hall —an interwoven pattern of a sword, a hammer, and an abstract dragon.

Dugu Yan's gaze swept eagerly over the words.

Spirit Awakening Registration Certificate

Name: Lin Xia

Gender: Male

Age: Six years old

Awakening Location: Notting City

Awakened Soul Master: Su Yuntao (Soul Grandmaster)

Awakening Result:

Martial Soul: Bulbasaur

Innate Soul Power Level: Level 1

Note: This Martial Soul is weak in form, with barely perceptible Soul Power, and its potential is initially assessed as low. Basic Soul Power guidance training is recommended, and its future development direction is unclear.

Registration Date: [Date in the Star Luo Empire Calendar]

Every word was like a cold little hammer, striking hard against Dugu Yan's heart.

"Innate Soul Power Level: Level 1!"

"Martial Soul: Bulbasaur!"

"Weak in form... low in potential!"

Evidence, irrefutable evidence!

Bearing the official emblem and certified documents of the Spirit Hall, it cannot be faked!

Date, location, witnesses—everything is included!

This is definitely not something a seven-year-old child could forge out of thin air, especially the blurry seal belonging to the Spirit Hall Branch, which exudes a sense of antiquity and authenticity.

Dugu Yan's hand, holding the certificate, trembled slightly uncontrollably.

The rough texture of the paper rubbed against her fingertips, while the cold words "Level 1" and "Bulbasaur" burned onto her retina like a branding iron.

Shock surged like a tidal wave, instantly overwhelming her previous doubts and anger, leaving her mind blank and almost incapable of thinking.

How is that possible?

How could this possibly be connected to the power he currently possesses?!

Dugu Yan suddenly raised her head and looked at Lin Xia, her purple eyes filled with extreme confusion and disbelief. The coldness she had shown earlier had been replaced by a storm of questions.

"Xiao Xia, your Martial Soul..."

Dugu Yan's voice was dry and urgent, a quality she herself was Frisk of.

"It says Bulbasaur on this! But your... your Martial Soul is clearly Ivysaur! And... it's incredibly powerful! What's going on?"