Is This Martial Soul Really That Careless?

Some rejoiced while others fretted, and the Old Butler, who had spent many years in the Duke's Mansion, was not wrong in the slightest.

Inside the secret room behind the observation window, the Duchess was already trembling with rage.

As she watched the mother and daughter embracing, she wished she could devour their flesh and drink their blood.

Qian Chaoguang, who was likewise rejoicing for Huo Yutong, did not know that his attempt to increase Huo Yutong's Innate Soul Power had instead turned his good intentions into a mistake.

The Duchess, who had received little attention in the original work and existed only in the background story, was extremely jealous and suspicious. Any potential threat to Dai Huabin or Dai Yueheng had to be eliminated.

So what if a Body Martial Soul possessed Innate Soul Power as high as Level 9, even without inheriting the White Tiger Martial Soul of the White Tiger Duke's lineage?

That was still an exceptionally top-tier talent.

Watching the backs of the Huo Family mother and daughter as they departed, the Duchess nearly ground her silver teeth to pieces. Her resolve to suppress them grew even firmer.

If such a genius were discovered by the returning Dai Hao, then considering how much he doted on that slut Huo Yun'er, and how she had bullied her all these years, Dai Hao would never let her off easily.

Damn it!

Since things had come to this, she might as well go all the way and settle both their new and old grudges at once!

Before she killed those two sluts herself, Dai Hao could just stay obediently at the border!

None of the three people present knew anything about all this.

After her excitement, Huo Yutong departed with Huo Yun'er, enthusiastically planning their beautiful life in the future.

Now, it was Qian Chaoguang's turn to undergo Martial Soul Awakening.

"Come, child. You're the last one today."

The middle-aged man had already adjusted his state of mind.

When facing him, his tone was clearly much gentler than it had been when speaking to Huo Yutong.

Qian Chaoguang calmly nodded and voluntarily stood in the center of the Awakening Stone.

As six streams of Soul Power were infused, pale golden light lit up once more.

Warmth. That was his first sensation.

His entire body seemed to be wrapped in a ray of gentle sunlight, so comfortable that it was hard to describe.

The warm aura seeped inward, and Qian Chaoguang clearly felt his body undergoing some unknown changes.

Most obvious was the sliver of Innate Soul Power remaining in his dantian. It was drawn out and began flowing upward through his body.

Qian Chaoguang instinctively extended his right hand. Incredibly, exactly the same thing happened as when Huo Yutong had undergone her awakening earlier.

No Martial Soul appeared in the palm of his right hand.

Nor did a phantom appear behind his body, as happened when a Beast Martial Soul awakened.

All at once, a cold aura spread throughout the room, causing the overall temperature to drop several degrees.

The middle-aged man shuddered and stared at the boy before him in astonishment.

What was this?

What kind of Martial Soul was this?

It was not merely the middle-aged man, who was only a Soul Ancestor—even the Soul Saint-level Old Butler was completely bewildered.

What in the world had awakened?

With the completion of the awakening ceremony, Qian Chaoguang looked up and down at his body in confusion.

He also wanted to know what kind of Martial Soul he had awakened.

Why is there nothing at all?

He only felt a little chilly around his chest.

The Old Butler stepped forward and carefully examined him several times. At last, he noticed something unusual around his chest.

"Chao Guang, lift your clothes. Let Grandpa take a look."

"Okay."

Qian Chaoguang did as he was told.

This time, both the middle-aged man and the Old Butler saw it clearly.

A cluster of pure, clear light appeared on his chest.

The Old Butler reached out and touched it, sensing a faint chill.

Qian Chaoguang also realized that this seemed to be his Martial Soul.

"My Martial Soul... is light? But why is it cold? Aren't Light Martial Souls usually mixed with fire or Holy attributes?"

The Old Butler said with a helpless laugh, "Good boy, I named you Chao Guang, and you really awakened a Light Martial Soul? If I'd known, I should have named you Qian Jizhi. Then you'd definitely have awakened an Ultimate Martial Soul. Hahahahaha!"

The middle-aged man interrupted from the side, "Old Zhu, what exactly is the Martial Soul your grandson awakened? I've seen Light Martial Souls before, and they weren't like this. And look, this light actually carries a chill that seeps into the bones. It's truly bizarre."

The Old Butler shrugged.

"Who cares? There are all kinds of strange Martial Souls in the world. Who knows what it is? Hurry up and test his Innate Soul Power. Judging from the fluctuations during his awakening, I estimate it shouldn't be low. It might very well be Innate Full Soul Power. At the very least, it should be Level 8 or 9."

The middle-aged man brought out the Crystal Ball from earlier.

Qian Chaoguang placed his hand on it and felt the sliver of Soul Power in his dantian being drawn out once more.

The Crystal Ball released a faint glow.

"Innate Soul Power... Level 1?"

The middle-aged man's expression turned strange, and even his voice became hesitant.

The smile on the Old Butler's face vanished completely.

He furrowed his brows deeply, creasing his forehead into three vertical lines.

"Level 1? This crappy thing isn't broken, is it? How could Xiao Guang's Martial Soul be only Level 1? Judging from the fluctuations that appeared during his awakening, it should be at least Level 8."

"Old Zhu, this is the Soul Power Crystal Ball I just took from the storeroom. It was unsealed today. There's no way it could be wrong."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man infused it with his own Soul Power.

"See? I'm Level 45. There's really nothing wrong with it."

The Old Butler also tried it himself, and the Crystal Ball displayed a Soul Power Level of Seventy-Ninth Level.

"This is truly bizarre. How could it possibly be Level 1?"

On the way back, the Old Butler kept thinking about what had just happened, his face filled with worry.

Qian Chaoguang, who knew exactly what was going on with himself, consoled him. "Grandpa, it's fine. My Innate Soul Power Level is just low. I'll work hard at cultivating in the future. I still have a chance to become a top-tier powerhouse."

Innate Soul Power was a Spirit Master's expression of talent.

Spirit Masters could not cultivate before awakening at the age of six. Therefore, talented Spirit Masters could awaken more Innate Soul Power before officially beginning their cultivation.

But for Qian Chaoguang, his Innate Soul Power was low only because he had used up that accumulated Soul Power ahead of time.

It was like randomly using a bottle to collect rainwater.

The larger the bottle, the more water it could collect.

The water collected was what people called Innate Soul Power.

The more water one collected, the higher one's Innate Soul Power would be.

So a Spirit Master's talent was indeed linked to Innate Soul Power. There was nothing wrong with that.

But Qian Chaoguang was not a conventional Spirit Master.

He had merely drunk the water before the test. The bottle itself had not become any smaller because of it.

"It's just... sigh."

The Old Butler hesitated to speak.

Having once graduated from Shrek, how could he not know the importance of Innate Soul Power to one's future achievements?

Apart from those medicine jars in the Sun Moon Empire, anyone with Level 1 Innate Soul Power who managed to cultivate to the Soul Elder realm had to have accumulated great virtue in a past life.

"Grandpa, don't worry. Tomorrow, I'll learn a trade. That way, I won't starve in the future. I'll even support you in your old age and see you off at the end of your life! What do you think about me learning forging? I can strive to become a Soul Engineer in the future. That would be a decent path too."

Qian Chaoguang had already planned out his future cultivation path.

Learning forging now had two benefits. First, he could try to replicate the Spirit Forging Method from later generations, preparing for his future attempts to create Battle Armor.

Second, even if he failed to develop the Spirit Forging Method, simply using forging to temper his body would still be a good choice.

Seeing how sensible and obedient his own grandson was, how could the Old Butler bear to say no?

He let out a deep sigh.

"Sigh, since you want to learn forging, Grandpa will take you there this afternoon. The Duke's Mansion has its own blacksmiths. I'll definitely find you the most skilled master."

"Mhm, thank you, Grandpa."

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