Innate Full Soul Power! My Martial Soul Is a Piece of Paper?

Holy Soul Village, Spirit Awakening Room.

Su Yuntao looked at the Martial Soul in the young boy's hand before him, furrowed his brow, and said uncertainly,

"This... a trash Martial Soul, paper?"

Inside the awakening array, Lin Xuan lowered his head, a palm-sized, pale yellow talisman paper floating above his palm.

The paper surface was completely blank, its edges slightly curled, resembling a page just clipped from an old book, and not even a trace of Soul Power fluctuation could be sensed.

Lin Xuan, six years old, with black hair and black eyes, possessed a build slightly thinner than children of the same age. Standing there quietly, his eyes were exceptionally bright, and he harbored excitement within his heart.

Su Yuntao sighed, shaking his head slightly. What Soul Power could a yellowed piece of paper possibly have? It seemed to be yet another trash Martial Soul without Soul Power.

"Child, put your hand on it and test whether you have Soul Power."

Lin Xuan nodded and pressed his hand onto the crystal ball.

The crystal ball remained silent for a moment, and the next instant, it suddenly erupted with a dazzling blue light—the light belonging to Innate Full Soul Power.

Su Yuntao looked at this dazzling light, utterly shocked,

"Innate Full Soul Power?! How could this Martial Soul possibly have Innate Full Soul Power?"

He swiftly recorded the Martial Soul and Soul Power in his manual, and when he raised his head, his expression had completely changed, asking solemnly,

"Child, what is your name?"

"Lin Xuan." Ye Xuan replied.

Su Yuntao took a deep breath, quickly wrote a few strokes in the record book, and looked up at him again, his gaze filled with scrutiny:

"Your Martial Soul... does it have any special feeling? For example, did it tell you anything?"

Lin Xuan lowered his gaze to glance at his palm; that pale yellow talisman paper had already dissipated, but he could clearly sense the existence of his Martial Soul, as well as a golden volume deep within his mind named the "Primal Beginning Talisman Scripture".

However, this was his trump card, so naturally he could not tell others.

Lin Xuan immediately shook his head:

"No. It's just a piece of paper."

Su Yuntao stared at the record book in his hand and fell silent for a moment.

"Lin Xuan, although your Martial Soul is rather... rather special, Innate Full Soul Power is a one-in-a-million talent. Are you willing to join Spirit Hall?"

Lin Xuan's heart skipped a beat.

It was here.

When reading web novels in his past life, he remembered that Su Yuntao would recruit geniuses. But now was certainly not a good time, for Holy Soul Village had Tang Hao residing in it.

To outsiders, his Martial Soul appeared to be a trash Martial Soul, but it was still Innate Full Soul Power after all. What would happen if he agreed to join Spirit Hall and was obliterated by Tang Hao?

Killing people for a Titled Douluo was simply too easy.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan shook his head:

"Thank you for the deacon's kind intention, but I want to think about it."

Su Yuntao froze for a moment, clearly not expecting to be refused.

"Child, you must think carefully. Spirit Hall's cultivation conditions are better than any academy. Although this Martial Soul of yours..."

He paused,

"Although it doesn't look very strong, Innate Full Soul Power is proof of talent."

Lin Xuan's tone was calm: "I have thought it through, Lord Deacon. Grandpa Jack is still in the village, and I don't want to leave."

Su Yuntao sighed and did not press the matter further.

After all, it was only a paper Martial Soul; what could it matter even with Innate Full Soul Power?

He waved his hand: "Fine, since you've decided, I won't force it. Next."

Lin Xuan took the Martial Soul certification and walked out of the awakening room.

Outside the door, Old Jack was squatting at the base of the wall basking in the sun. Seeing Lin Xuan come out, he immediately stood up: "Xiaoxuan, how is it? Do you have Soul Power?"

Lin Xuan nodded: "Yes, Innate Full Soul Power."

Old Jack's eyes instantly widened to their utmost: "Full Soul Power?"

He grabbed Lin Xuan's shoulders, his beard shaking with excitement: "Really? Full Soul Power?"

Lin Xuan was shaken until his head felt dizzy: "Really, Grandpa Jack, please stop shaking..."

"Ouch!"

Old Jack released his hands, grinning widely,

"Good, good, good! Our Holy Soul Village has produced a genius! Even though your Martial Soul is a piece of paper, full Soul Power is still full Soul Power! You'll definitely amount to something in the future!"

Lin Xuan muttered inwardly to himself.

The "Primal Beginning Talisman Scripture" was his golden finger after all, and the way of talismans was profound and vast, by no means some trash Martial Soul.

It was just that he couldn't expose it yet.

Just then, the door of the awakening room opened once more.

A blue-haired boy walked out, and it was none other than Tang San.

Su Yuntao followed closely behind him, his expression a complex mix of shock, confusion, and a hint of numbness.

"Another Innate Full Soul Power..." Su Yuntao muttered to himself, "And it's another trash Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass. What... what on earth is going on in this village?"

Hearing this, Old Jack turned his head sharply. "What? Little San has full Soul Power too?!"

Tang San nodded, his expression calm. "Yes, Grandpa Village Chief."

"Hahahaha!" Old Jack laughed until tears came to his eyes. "Two! Two geniuses! The ancestors of Holy Soul Village are really blessing us!"

Lin Xuan watched Old Jack's ecstatic dancing, the corner of his mouth twitching.

With this old man getting so happy, he wasn't even afraid of spraining his waist.

Su Yuntao rubbed his temples, feeling that today's experiences were simply too surreal.

One person with Innate Full Soul Power and a trash Martial Soul was bad enough, but now they came two in a row.

He looked at Lin Xuan, then looked at Tang San, and couldn't help asking:

"You two... couldn't be brothers, right?"

"No." Lin Xuan and Tang San spoke in unison.

"That's strange, then." Su Yuntao shook his head. "Forget it, they're both trash Martial Souls anyway. Tang San, would you be willing to join Spirit Hall?"

Tang San was silent for a moment before shaking his head. "Sorry, I also want to stay in the village."

Su Yuntao was already numb to it.

He waved his hand.

"Fine, fine, go wherever you want. I've already recorded it anyway, so don't blame me for not giving you a chance if you regret it later."

With that, Su Yuntao packed his things and prepared to head to the next village, continuing to awaken Martial Souls for children who had reached the age of six.

Although he was busy, Su Yuntao felt extremely happy in his heart.

Back in the day, he had also awakened his Martial Soul with the help of a Spirit Hall deacon, stepping out of a small mountain village. Now, returning to the mountain villages and becoming the deacon who awakened Martial Souls for the children, you could say it was a kind of heritage.

Old Jack saw Su Yuntao off, then pulled Lin Xuan and Tang San as he walked back toward the village, chattering nonstop all the way.

"Little Xuan, Little San, you two are really something! Innate Full Soul Power! The village has never produced geniuses like this!"

"Grandpa Jack, you've already said that three times." Lin Xuan said helplessly.

"What's wrong with saying it three times? I'm happy!" Old Jack grinned. "Right, Notting Academy starts in three months, and our village has one Work-Study Student quota."

Lin Xuan furrowed his brows. There was only one Work-Study Student quota?

Wouldn't that mean he had to compete with Tang San?

Just as he was thinking this, Old Jack continued.

"However, the neighboring village doesn't have any children awakening their Martial Souls this year, so their quota should be able to be shared with us. There will be two quotas by then."

Old Jack patted both of their shoulders. "Little Xuan, Little San, when you go to school in the future, you must get along well and help each other out."