The Ji Family

The sailors on the ship were suddenly startled to see a fat pig that could fly in mid-air, dragging a rickety wooden boat beneath it, which was carrying a group of disheveled and strange-looking men. They all grabbed their weapons and became vigilant.

It wasn't until Yu Xiaogang landed that she earnestly explained that the group had encountered Sea Soul Beast and been stranded on a deserted island, eventually losing their way while trying to leave.

They could only barely fly and drift using their Soul Skill, and since they were all emaciated and looked no threat whatsoever, the sailors on the ship lowered their guard and accepted them.

The captain was a dark-skinned middle-aged man, with two burly sailors standing beside him.

Seeing that the men were extremely weak, the captain, without any hesitation, ordered his men to bring them some food.

Yu Xiaogang spoke politely:

"Thank you for your help, boatman. I am Soul Master from the mainland. We were attacked by a ferocious Sea Soul Beast at sea, and our ship was destroyed and we were all scattered."

The dark-skinned middle-aged man comforted him:

"Such situations are not uncommon on the high seas, but your method of controlling your boar to fly is quite unique. However, we are just ordinary fishermen and do not understand the profound mysteries of Soul Master."

Upon hearing that the boatman before her was not Soul Master, Yu Xiaogang straightened her back subtly, revealing the demeanor of Grandwet.

His words revealed an undisguised arrogance as he said:

"To be honest, I am a theoretical Grandwet of the Grandwet Spirit Hall, having devoted my life to the study of countless theories."

"We are currently in a shipwreck, with an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child. If you can escort us back to the mainland, I will report to the Pope and bestow upon you 10,086 Gold Soul Coin, granting you endless wealth and glory."

This promise, made so casually, left even Bibi Dong and the others speechless.

But the dark-skinned man was an honest and simple sea dweller. He assumed the short-haired man was talking nonsense because he had been provoked, and waved his hand with a simple smile:

"Grandwet, you flatter us. Our ship is a merchant vessel heading to Vast Sea City to purchase goods. Giving you a ride along the way is nothing more than a small favor."

Seemingly sensing the other person's displeasure, the dark-skinned man changed the subject, clasped his hands in a fist and smiled:

"My name is Ji Ba, and I am the captain of this merchant ship. This is my second brother, Ji Er, and this is my third brother Ji Ji."

The two sailors, called Ji Er and Ji Ji, also cheerfully bowed to the crowd.

Yu Xiaogang's face twitched, and her mind went blank.

Ji Ba, Ji Er, Ji Ji... Good heavens, the Ji family ancestors were really bad at naming their Ji Family. If these names were submitted, the auditors would probably have to lock up the documents overnight.

The atmosphere gradually eased, and everyone started chatting about everyday things.

Ji Ba's face lit up with anticipation as he rubbed his large hands together and sighed:

"Our Ji Family were originally residents of Sea God Island, but no one in our family has awakened their Soul Power for generations. According to the island's rules, we cannot return to the island and can only make a living on other islands."

"I've been married for several years and have been looking forward to the birth of my child. As a father, I don't wish for him to be rich or powerful; I only hope that he has the Soul Power to return to Sea God Island. For this reason, I've already thought of a name for my child: Jixiang (Ji Xiang)."

Ji Ba paused, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness typical of commoners:

"However, our Ji Family family has been ordinary people for generations without any Soul Power, so this child will most likely never become a Soul Master. When he is born and grows up, he can learn some medical skills from me, become a doctor, and live a peaceful life, which will be enough for me."

"Pfft--cough cough..."

Yu Xiaogang was eating the food the other person had brought her when she suddenly choked on her food.

Ji Ba? Ji Er? Ji Ji? Will the future child be named Ji Xiang?

No Innate Soul Power? Planning to teach medical skills?

A flash of inspiration struck Yu Xiaogang, and her eyes stared intently at Ji Ba.

In his past life's memories, when the rebellious disciple Tang San went to Sea God Island, he once took in a senior disciple on Purple Pearl Island who had no Innate Soul Power but knew medicine. His name was Ji Xiang.

And isn't this man who calls himself Ji Ba the very father of the future rebellious disciple?

Yu Xiaogang put down her chopsticks, tightly grasped Ji Ba's rough hand, and said with a serious expression:

"Brother Ji Ba, you're confused. Next, I'll tell you in the most straightforward, direct, and unambiguous way what it means to have no useless Martial Soul, only useless Soul Master."

"You're essentially opening a blind box before the child is even born. Don't worry, with this Grandwet's theory blessing it, this child is guaranteed to be a legendary golden child. Even if it truly has no Soul Power at all, it will definitely turn bad luck into good, encounter benefactors to help it, and achieve limitless success."

Although the three brothers, Ji Ba, Ji Er, and Ji Ji, couldn't understand what the short-haired man was rambling about, they were overjoyed to hear him so confidently praising their unborn child's future.

Ji Ba replied with a beaming smile, "Thank you for your Grandwet words, Master. Second and third brothers, quickly go to the kitchen and serve some more food to our distinguished guests."

While bringing the food, the two brothers, filled with curiosity about the fat pig that could fly, specially brought over a large plate of dried fish and happily gathered around Luo Sanpao, ready to treat him to a feast.

Unexpectedly, Luo Sanpao, who was resting on the deck, merely sniffed and turned his head away with a look of disgust, refusing to glance at him again.

Its two large pig ears twitched slightly, but its gaze fell instead on a sack piled with miscellaneous items by the side of the ship.

Smelling the aroma emanating from the burlap sack, Luo Sanpao's eyes lit up. He toddled over on his short legs, opened the sack, and happily began to devour the half-sack of dried radishes inside.

Ji Er was taken aback and couldn't help scratching the back of her head:

"This divine pig that can fly and patrol the seas doesn't eat any meat at all, and just eats a few rotten radishes?"

Ji Ba was also amazed, and his gaze towards Yu Xiaogang was filled with even more admiration.

"As expected of a theoretical Grandwet, even his mount is so simple and frugal; it's truly astonishing."

Yu Xiaogang, standing to the side, felt a little embarrassed and coughed vaguely, too embarrassed to reveal the truth that his Martial Soul could only accumulate turbid qi in its stomach by eating enough beans and radishes.

Yu Xiaogang quickly changed the subject, saying, "Let's not talk about this anymore. We hope you can send us back to the mainland."

Ji Ba laughed heartily, "Grandwet, don't worry, we'll reach Vast Sea City in no more than ten days by sailing along this route."

Just as Yu Xiaogang and his group fell into the sight of scouts on the sea, preparations for the theoretical competition were also progressing steadily in Spirit City.

The grand opening ceremony of the first Continental Theory Competition, personally initiated by Qian Xunji and open to the entire continent, is now in its final countdown.

Scholars from all walks of life flocked to Spirit City, and even for the final prize of the competition, Qian Xunji presented a ten- Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone and two Thousand-Year Soul Bone.

Among theoretical scholars, some lack Soul Power and only know how to talk theory on paper, but who can resist the allure of Soul Bone? Even if they were auctioned off, the wealth obtained would be enough to ensure a worry-free life.

Scholars from all sides flocked to Spirit City, and even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan sent representatives there.

The Clear Sky Sect was the only one that didn't send anyone. After all, Tang Chen had "run away from home," and all they knew was how to swing a sledgehammer; they didn't understand the theory. Even if they did, they only knew how to swing the sledgehammer properly.

Qian Xunji gazed at the specially constructed theoretical competition arena, and murmured meaningfully to himself:

"Gangzi, the stage's all set up, don't keep me waiting too long!"

Suddenly, a silver-haired girl appeared out of thin air in front of him.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Qian Xunji immediately bowed in greeting.

Greetings, Lord.

P. S.: I've been quite busy with work lately, and I still owe four chapters. I'll make up for it when I've calmed down. I have to work overtime tomorrow, so tough...