"So Meng has already completed her martial soul evolution, and her left hand will return to normal soon?"
"Normally, yes. We'll have to wait until Meng wakes up to know the specifics. Nothing is certain right now, and we don't know what her soul power level is either."
Not only did martial soul evolution require sufficient soul power to support it, but the inherent drawbacks of an ultimate attribute would also manifest in Meng Hongchen.
By Jiang Yue's estimate, Meng Hongchen's soul power level would rise by one or two levels at most, and she would still need to cultivate for a long time afterward before becoming a Soul Emperor.
Before the problem with her arm, Meng Hongchen had only just become a Soul King. With her soul power sealed for so long and no opportunity to cultivate, her soul power level naturally could not increase.
Judging by Huo Yuhao's cultivation speed in the original story, where he became a Soul Ancestor at fourteen but was still only a Soul King at seventeen, Meng Hongchen would probably need two years to raise her cultivation to Soul Emperor.
"Xiao, you'd better hurry back and cultivate. Otherwise, once Meng wakes up, you might not even be able to beat her."
"What a joke! How could I, Xiao Hongchen, possibly lose to my own little sister? I'm a Soul Emperor, and I might even be a Soul Sage before the next tournament. A mere Soul King? I could suppress her with a flip of my hand."
"Oh? Really? Haven't you forgotten that Meng uses poison?"
"Of course I know. That's precisely why I'm not afraid. Think about it. If I'm already on guard against her, how could I still let her poison me?"
"Who knows?"
Jiang Yue simply watched Xiao Hongchen before him.