"Though their Martial Souls weren't exactly advanced, and their talents fell well short of Bing'er, Yue'er, and Xiao Wu's, they were lucky enough to have a chance to defy fate and change their destinies. Whether they could seize it was up to them." Shui Qinghan looked at the four files on the desk and chuckled.
Innate Soul Power at the sixth or seventh rank—talent like that would earn them the name of genius anywhere on the continent.
Unfortunately, apart from Shen Liuyu, the other three came from ordinary families. Their talent was good, but their Martial Souls could hardly be called powerful. They did not even qualify as Advanced Martial Souls, only Martial Souls of middling quality.
In Shui Qinghan's eyes, aside from Shen Liuyu, the daughter of minor nobility whose parents were both Soul Masters, the other three would reach their limit at rank sixty-nine. Without a stroke of fortune, they would struggle to break through to rank seventy.
It was not that they lacked talent. The quality of their Martial Souls was too low, firmly locking down their potential.
For an example, look no further than Gangzi.
Gangzi's Innate Soul Power had been only half a rank, but the quality of his Martial Soul was quite high. Even after absorbing two unsuitable Soul Rings, he had still managed to cultivate smoothly to rank twenty-nine. Only then had he hit a bottleneck he could not pass.
If a Soul Master had a low-tier Martial Soul such as a hoe or the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, possessed only half a rank of Innate Soul Power, and absorbed even one unsuitable Soul Ring, could they reach rank twenty-nine before their life ran out?
Such Soul Masters would probably be stuck fast at rank nineteen.
By contrast, Soul Masters with advanced