8th-Level Soul Power, Tang San Was Ineligible to Enroll

Li Daotian took one look and knew Tang San did not possess innate full Soul Power.

After stealing his Protagonist Qi, everything about Tang San had indeed changed.

"Hmm... innate Soul Power at level eight. Not bad."

"Come, let's see what your Martial Soul is."

Su Yuntao looked at Tang San with a hint of approval.

Although Tang San had not reached innate full Soul Power, level-eight Soul Power already surpassed that of many children his age.

Tang San sighed in slight disappointment. He felt that his Soul Power was a little too low.

Then, a pale blue-green blade of grass began to appear above his head, radiating a faint blue glow.

A trace of disappointment appeared on Su Yuntao's face.

If level-eight Soul Power was fairly good, then this grass Martial Soul was a useless Martial Soul!

A Martial Soul that was practically useless.

"Blue Silver Grass!"

"This is a useless Martial Soul!"

"Child, what a pity for your talent."

Su Yuntao gently shook his head and spoke to Tang San with regret.

Tang San pressed his lips together, looking unwilling to accept it. He stubbornly stared at Su Yuntao. "Battle Soul Master, is my Martial Soul really useless?!"

Although Su Yuntao was somewhat reluctant to strike Tang San down, he still said regretfully, "This Martial Soul has almost no path for development. Child, accept your fate."

After saying that, he ignored Tang San.

Old Jack gently shook his head at the sight. He had never expected Tang San, whom he had thought so highly of, to awaken a useless Martial Soul.

It seemed his father's Martial Soul was nothing special either.

As they said, dragons bore dragons, phoenixes bore phoenixes, and rats bore children who dug holes.

Fortunately, Li Daotian had awakened the Black Dragon Spirit, giving Holy Soul City a promising seedling at last.

Tang San hung his head, feeling miserable as he clenched his fists tightly.

Su Yuntao then looked at Li Daotian with a smile. "Li Daotian, have you made up your mind?"

Li Daotian looked at the aggrieved Tang San and felt rather pleased. Hearing that, he said, "Grandmaster Su Yuntao, I've decided that I'll wait until I'm a little older before considering whether to join Spirit Hall."

"For now, I only want to study and grow stronger."

Li Daotian spoke with great sincerity.

He knew very well that if he joined Spirit Hall just like that, with no one to protect him, he would definitely suffer.

He might as well attend Notting City's Primary Soul Master Academy first and develop on his own for a while. Once he became strong enough, he could decide whether to join Spirit Hall.

After all, before long, Spirit Hall would wage a great war against the two empires under that crazy woman Bibi Dong's leadership.

Spirit Hall's Soul Masters would suffer devastating losses as a result.

He had no intention of becoming cannon fodder.

"Mm, that works."

"With your aptitude, you can join Spirit Hall whenever you wish."

Su Yuntao did not press the matter. He then wrote Li Daotian a certificate from Spirit Hall.

"With this certificate, you may attend any Primary Soul Master Academy."

Su Yuntao handed the document to Li Daotian.

"Thank you, Battle Soul Master."

Li Daotian accepted it and replied politely.

"That's enough. The rest of you have no talent for becoming Soul Masters."

"Farewell."

Sun Yuntao did not linger. After saying that, he immediately turned and headed out of Holy Soul City.

The surrounding children all looked dejected.

Tang San in particular nearly bit his lip hard enough to draw blood.

Old Jack said to the children, "Go home, all of you."

The children dispersed in silence, each with their heads lowered. Tang San also headed toward his house.

After seeing them leave, Old Jack immediately gave Li Daotian a kindly smile. "Daotian, Grandpa never expected you to be so impressive."

"Come on, Grandpa will treat you to a feast!"

Old Jack was extremely happy.

Although Holy Soul City had produced only one promising child, that alone was enough to let him hold his head high before the neighboring villages.

He decided to reward Li Daotian properly.

"Thank you, Village Chief Grandpa."

Li Daotian did not refuse. Although Old Jack had not thought highly of him before, that was only natural, and he did not care much about it.

The old man and the boy left Holy Spirit Village and headed toward a restaurant outside.

Not long afterward, Tang San returned home.

Tang Hao was still sprawled in his chair, drinking heavily. When he heard Tang San return, he noticed that Tang San's mood seemed off.

"Little San, how did it go?"

Tang Hao asked coldly.

Tang San looked at Tang Hao, lowered his head, and said in a somewhat self-conscious voice, "Dad, the results are out. I only have level-eight Soul Power, and I awakened the useless Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass. The teacher didn't want me."

Tang Hao's expression instantly changed. His eyes became extremely sharp as he looked at Tang San, seeming to see through something about him at a glance.

He said angrily, "Who said Blue Silver Grass is a useless Martial Soul?!"

"What a bunch of idiots!"

Tang Hao said with dissatisfaction.

He believed Blue Silver Grass was the strongest in the world.

"Dad, does that mean I really can't become a Soul Master?"

Tang San lifted his head to look at Tang Hao, his face full of grievance.

"Hmph, stop thinking about that nonsense. Stay by my side from now on and learn blacksmithing properly. Once you've mastered the hammer techniques I taught you, then decide whether you want to become a Soul Master!"

Seeing Tang San's aggrieved expression, Tang Hao was deeply displeased and somewhat disgusted.

Tang San's expression became even uglier.

"Get cooking!"

"I haven't even eaten breakfast yet!"

Tang Hao impatiently waved his hand.

"Yes, Dad."

Tang San could only obediently head into the kitchen to get busy.

In the town closest to Holy Soul City, Old Jack arrived with Li Daotian.

The town was neither large nor small, with a population of tens of thousands.

Some Soul Masters lived there, and trade was relatively prosperous. Food and drink of every kind could be found there.

"How lively!"

Li Daotian looked at the scene before him with some excitement.

He had lived in Holy Soul City for many years, but he rarely had the chance to visit town.

He had no money. Nearly all his food came from the charity of the village chief and other villagers, while the clothes he wore were hand-me-downs discarded by the village children.

It could be said that Li Daotian currently possessed only a pitiful three copper Soul Coins.

He still needed to find a way to earn enough for his schooling expenses.

"Daotian, once you become a Soul Master, a Grand Soul Master, or even a Spirit Zun, you'll have money."

"This place won't amount to much then."

"I heard the big cities are far more prosperous than this place, and there are plenty of beautiful girls too!"

Old Jack said with a smile.

"I'll work hard."

Li Daotian nodded firmly.

"Come, Grandpa will take you to the biggest restaurant in town."

Old Jack took Li Daotian's hand and walked down the street.

After walking for some distance, they arrived before a rather lavishly built restaurant.

Above it hung a golden plaque bearing the words "Dragon Restaurant."

"This is the place!"

Old Jack pointed at the restaurant as he spoke.

"Dragon Restaurant?"

Li Daotian fell into thought. Looking at the people coming and going, he saw that they were all well-dressed. People like him and the old village chief were almost nowhere to be seen.

"Come on, Village Chief Grandpa will take you inside."

Old Jack's face grew somewhat solemn. Holding Li Daotian's hand, he carefully walked into the restaurant, as though afraid of offending the diners inside.