There Are No Trash Martial Souls, Only Trash Soul Masters

The first reason was that it was too childish. The second was that his own Martial Soul was also Blue Silver Grass, so he had probably been an object of ridicule in the past too.

But his lack of interest did not mean no one would notice him.

After showing off his saber Martial Soul to Tang Wulin, the little fatty soon noticed Xu Qing, who was slumped over his desk catching up on sleep in class.

He swaggered over to Xu Qing's desk with a stride that acknowledged neither kin nor family, full of himself, and called out.

"Hey, wake up!"

Xu Qing slowly raised his head from the desk and fixed the little fatty with an icy stare, saying through gritted teeth, "What do you want!"

The little fatty was clearly frightened by Xu Qing's gaze and instinctively stepped back, but he soon put on a tough front again!

"What's with that attitude! What's your Martial Soul?"

"Blue Silver Grass! Anything else?"

"Blue Silver Grass? Tch-another Trash Martial Soul. What are you so puffed up about?" Upon hearing that Xu Qing's Martial Soul was also Blue Silver Grass, that textbook example of a Trash Martial Soul, the little fatty immediately grew cocky again.

"My Martial Soul is a saber. I'll be the Saber God Douluo someday... I could chop your Blue Silver Grass to pieces in no time."

"Oh? What's that got to do with me?" Xu Qing replied expressionlessly.

"You..." The little fatty glared huffily at the unmoved Xu Qing.

Shouldn't you look envious?

The little fatty wanted to keep talking about how powerful his Martial Soul was, but just then, a young woman walked in.

The woman walked up to the lectern and tapped it, immediately quieting the noisy classroom.

"All right, everyone, find a seat and sit down."

Seeing this, the little fatty could only suppress his urge to show off and find a seat.

Once everyone was seated, the woman introduced herself with a smile.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Lin Ximeng, and I'm your homeroom teacher. For the next three years, I'll be teaching you the fundamentals of Soul Masters."

As she spoke, Lin Ximeng picked up a piece of chalk, turned around, and wrote her name and contact information on the blackboard.

Then she turned back, placed the chalk in its box, dusted the chalk off her hands, and swept her gaze across the class.

"Next, you'll introduce yourselves too, so everyone can learn each other's names, Martial Souls, and Innate Soul Power ranks."

There were only sixteen students in the class, so the introductions proceeded quickly.

Soon, it was Tang Wulin's turn, and as expected, he drew a burst of laughter.

Xu Qing had little interest in this and found nothing surprising about it. After all, the idea that Blue Silver Grass was a Trash Martial Soul was deeply rooted in people's minds.

Soon, it was his turn too.

Xu Qing stood and said in an even tone, "My name is Xu Qing. My Martial Soul is also Blue Silver Grass, and my Innate Soul Power is rank three."

"Another Trash Martial Soul!"

"Exactly, and both of them have rank-three Innate Soul Power."

Mocking laughter rang out again, rising here and there.

Faced with everyone's ridicule, Xu Qing remained calm, without a ripple in his heart. He did not take their mockery to heart.

When Tang Wulin heard that Xu Qing's Martial Soul and Innate Soul Power were exactly the same as his-Blue Silver Grass and rank-three Innate Soul Power-he immediately raised his head and looked at Xu Qing with eyes full of curiosity, while an inexplicable sense of closeness arose in his heart.

Lin Ximeng clapped her hands, and the classroom instantly quieted again.

"Quiet. Martial Souls aren't absolutely strong or weak. It depends on the person using them. Don't casually mock your classmates based solely on the outward appearance of their Martial Souls. A Grandmaster once said that there are no trash Martial Souls, only trash Soul Masters."

Her voice carried a convincing power, and quite a few children reined in their smiles.

Lin Ximeng continued, "Blue Silver Grass is indeed the most common Martial Soul, but that doesn't mean it has no potential to grow. In ancient times, there were precedents of people with Blue Silver Grass Martial Souls becoming powerful Soul Masters."

After speaking, she looked at Tang Wulin and Xu Qing with a gentle gaze.

"All right, let's continue the introductions."

In truth, when he heard the line, "There are no trash Martial Souls, only trash Soul Masters," Xu Qing had nearly failed to hold it in.

The introductions soon ended, and Lin Ximeng officially began the day's lesson.

"Today is your first day of class, so I'll start by explaining the classifications of Martial Souls..."

Xu Qing sat quietly in his seat, listening attentively to Lin Ximeng's lecture.

Although Xu Qing already had some understanding of part of what Lin Ximeng taught through the novel, he had to admit that there were things he really did not know very well. That was normal, though. After all, this was now a real world, not a book.

With the ringing of the bell, the morning's classes officially ended.

After Lin Ximeng left, the previously quiet classroom instantly grew lively again.

Tang Wulin hesitated, then rose from his seat, walked straight up to Xu Qing, and took the initiative to greet him. "Hello, my name is Tang Wulin."

Xu Qing looked up at him and gave a slight nod. "Xu Qing."

Tang Wulin's smile was sincere and tinged with delight. "I really didn't expect us to have such an affinity. Our Martial Souls are both Blue Silver Grass, and even our Innate Soul Power is rank three."

Xu Qing nodded lightly and replied casually, "We really do have quite an affinity."

Xu Qing was not a withdrawn person either. With someone speaking to him with a smile, he could hardly turn him away, so he chatted with Tang Wulin.

The two hit it off, and before long, they had become familiar with each other.

Once they had chatted enough, they headed to the academy cafeteria together to eat.

After getting their food, they found an empty spot, sat down, and began eating.

At first, Xu Qing could still eat calmly, but before long, he could no longer smile.

Countless gazes from all around turned toward them in unison, all landing on the two of them-or, more precisely, on Tang Wulin, who was furiously wolfing down his food.

Everyone stared in amazement at the little boy with the outrageous appetite.

This made Xu Qing feel uncomfortable all over, leaving him unable to eat in peace.

Tang Wulin, on the other hand, was not affected in the slightest. He simply kept shoveling food into his mouth, eating with great relish.

Xu Qing helplessly pressed a hand to his forehead and silently made up his mind: Next time, I absolutely cannot eat with Tang Wulin again.

Damn!

Being gawked at like a monkey left Xu Qing without the slightest appetite.

After lunch, the students returned to the classroom one after another.

Before long, Lin Ximeng walked into the classroom.

The students immediately sat quietly, their faces full of anticipation as they waited for the afternoon's lessons to begin.

Lin Ximeng handed out the textbooks to each student in turn.

Once the textbooks had been distributed, she formally began the lesson, teaching everyone the most basic meditation method.

Meditation was the most fundamental cultivation method for Soul Masters: using spiritual power to sense the Heaven and Earth Qi around them, then using spiritual power to guide as much of that Heaven and Earth Qi as possible into their bodies to be absorbed and converted through their Martial Souls into their own Soul Power, thereby increasing their Soul Power.

Of course, this was only the most basic meditation method. Advanced methods could only be learned upon entering higher-level schools.

During class, Lin Ximeng paid particular attention to the children with outstanding Martial Souls and high Innate Soul Power.

Xu Qing and Tang Wulin, whose Martial Souls were Blue Silver Grass, known as a Trash Martial Soul, naturally received very little attention.

Xu Qing did not take this to heart at all.