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Chen Mu suppressed his shock and immediately focused on carefully sensing the soul power fluctuations emanating from Winter.
The energy released after being suppressed for so long was extraordinarily pure and powerful.
"Impressive, lad!" A fierce light flared in Chen Mu's eyes. "Thirteen years old, and your soul power still reached level twenty-eight in conditions this terrible! And its purity and strength... Winter, did anyone where you used to live ever tell you what your innate soul power was?"
Winter shook his head, his ice-blue eyes utterly unruffled. "I don't know. Ever since I can remember, I lived in... a little place. No one ever told me."
Chen Mu immediately began calculating in his head. Three years in shackles, yet he had advanced from level seventeen or eighteen to twenty-eight. That was quite something. His aptitude was exceptional.
The Soul Power Shackles allowed cultivation, but prevented soul power from being used. It could flow in, but not out, slightly reducing the effectiveness of cultivation.
"Judging by your current level and the strength of your soul power," Chen Mu said, his gaze becoming utterly certain, "I'd say your innate soul power was at least level seven, possibly even level eight! Your previous surroundings and everything you suffered afterward held you back enormously. Otherwise, your achievements would be far greater than this."
Innate soul power at level seven qualified someone as a genuine young genius anywhere on the continent.
When Winter pressed his hand against that top-tier Soul Testing Ball, a nebula swirling within it, it was as though someone had pressed pause on the entire warehouse courtyard.
Everyone's gaze locked onto its shifting radiance.
As he injected a thread of soul power, the Soul Testing Ball suddenly erupted with a light so