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"This is Tang San, a friend I met when hunting for my third soul ring," Huo Wu released her hand from Tang San's left shoulder, introducing him and the others. "This is Tang Wu, Tang San's younger sister, and this is Guang Ling, Tang San's junior."
Tang Wu: "What do you mean by younger sister?"
Guang Ling: "And what do you mean by junior?"
Huo Wu chuckled lightly, ignoring their banter, and continued introducing Tang San, "And this strong man is my brother, my real brother. His martial soul is the Fire Dragon, and he's already level thirty-nine. It's estimated he'll breakthrough to level forty next year, becoming a Soul Ancestor."
"And this one here is called Feng Xiaotian, his martial soul is the Twin-Headed Swift Wolf, already a Soul Ancestor, but with only level forty-two soul power. Recently, he's been researching a self-created soul technique, preparing to showcase his prowess at the Soul Master Academy Tournament across the continent in two years."
A self-created soul technique? That seems like a waste of time.
However, once reaching the level of Soul Ancestor, the rate of soul power improvement slows down. Feng Xiaotian couldn't possibly reach the Soul King level within two years. So, dedicating these two years to developing a powerful self-created soul technique, aiming for a good result or even winning the tournament, would yield rewards far greater than simply focusing on increasing soul power during this time.
Moreover, Feng Xiaotian has an innate full soul power, progressing swiftly in his cultivation, comparable to the Shrek Seven Devils in the original work.
Honestly, if it weren't for Tang San exploiting the Immortal Herb in the original work, apart from Tang San himself and Xiao Wu, who transforms into a hundred-thousand-year soul beast, the rest of the five wouldn't stand a chance.
No wonder he wasted time cultivating a self-created soul technique in the original work.
Talent is here.
Arrogant.
"You're Tang San?" Feng Xiaotian had naturally heard of the renowned martial soul theorist of the past six years but couldn't believe the person in front of him was him. "How old are you?"
"Twelve," Tang San replied.
"Phew, then it seems we share the same name and surname." Feng Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief but then became serious. "Kid, let me tell you, stay away from Huo Wu, or else—"
Smack!
Before he could finish his sentence, Feng Xiaotian was kicked seven or eight meters away by Huo Wu.
"Feng Xiaotian, what are you doing? Tang San and his friends are my friends, and besides, I don't like people weaker than me." Huo Wu unleashed her martial soul, the Sun Goddess appeared, with two yellow and two purple soul rings, already a Soul Ancestor. The purple of the fourth soul ring was deep, tinged with a hint of black, evidently contributed by a soul beast approaching the ten-thousand-year level.
"Wow, Huo Wu, you've become stronger again." Feng Xiaotian got up, dusting himself off, his lips twitching. "Your soul power must have reached level forty-four, right?"
"Of course, after two years of the next Soul Master Tournament, with some effort in my cultivation, I might even become a Soul King." Since revealing the radiance of the Sun Goddess, Huo Wu's cultivation speed had skyrocketed, faster than Feng Xiaotian's innate full soul power. "You can only look up to me!"
Feng Xiaotian smiled bitterly, understanding her temperament. If he couldn't defeat her, she'd never give him a chance. But then, what's the deal with Tang San?
Could it be because he's handsome?
I'm not bad-looking myself.
Or does Huo Wu prefer those delicate types?
Huo Wushuang coughed, interrupting them, and asked, "Little sister, where are you taking this Tang San and these two girls?"
"They're exceptionally talented and want to join the Advanced Soul Master Academy. I'm taking them to tour the academy in Tian Dou City," Huo Wu explained, "They're all geniuses."
"Geniuses?" Feng Xiaotian's eyes lit up, running to Tang San's side, asking, "Little brother, at twelve, being called a genius by Huo Wu, your soul power must be above level twenty-five, right? Would you consider my Divine wind Academy? Even if your martial soul doesn't have wind attributes, it's alright. We're not as strict as the Tian Dou, Star Luo, or Thunderclap Academies."
Huo Wu narrowed her eyes, "Feng Xiaotian, don't try to poach people. They have the right to choose for themselves."
Feng Xiaotian laughed awkwardly, "I'm just recruiting for the academy... By the way, little brother, what are your martial souls and their levels? Once you reach level thirty, I can request the dean to take you personally to Star Dou Great Forest to hunt soul beasts. After all, I have some connection with him."
Some connection?
My father is the dean, right?
Tang San had a strange thought popping up in his mind and answered, "Actually, I don't need help hunting soul beasts. My fifth soul ring should be at least fifty thousand years."
"Fifty thousand years?" Feng Xiaotian was surprised, then he realized, "Wait, fifth soul ring?"
"Mm-hmm."
Xiao Wu manifested her martial soul, one yellow, two purple, one black, especially the last ten-thousand-year soul ring, leaving Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wushuang gaping. "My brother and I are Soul Ancestors! Guang Ling has also reached the Soul Saint level! Great Soul Masters? Isn't that too underestimating us?"
Twelve years old, Soul Ancestors!
This!
What kind of monster is this?!
Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wushuang exchanged glances, unable to believe it, but Xiao Wu's four soul rings forced them to believe.
Tang San didn't stop Xiao Wu either; after all, their strength levels and soul ring configurations would inevitably be exposed sooner or later in such a big city.
However, Tang San had already prepared the reason. He accidentally purchased a human-head-sized thousand-year whale gel, with evidence from the Nuoding Medicine Shop in Nuoding City, where the shopkeeper would be the best witness.
"May I ask, Tang San, what's your martial soul?" Feng Xiaotian asked.
"Blue Silver Grass."
Tang San released his martial soul, and a Blue Silver Emperor appeared from his hand, with twelve elongated leaves and a crystal clear bead at the center.
To Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wushuang, this obviously was a variant species.
But what moved them more was the combination of one yellow, two purple, and one black soul ring, identical to Xiao Wu's. It was simply indescribable.
"It truly is Blue Silver Grass, albeit with some mutation, probably only mutated Blue Silver Grass could cultivate this quickly." Huo Wushuang gave her assessment.
"No, mere mutation alone couldn't cultivate this fast."
Feng Xiaotian restrained his smile, his expression somewhat serious, a hint of solemnity in his eyes. "You're the martial soul theorist who changed the status of most civilian Soul Masters on the continent, Tang San!"
Tang San smiled, "Can we keep this between us?"
Feng Xiaotian chuckled, "I never expected the renowned martial soul theorist to be just a twelve-year-old boy. It's surprising, but if you want to silence us, mere words won't do."
"How about a fight with me?"
Hearing Feng Xiaotian's proposal, Tang San sighed, "Why do people in the Soul Master world always like fighting... Alright, if I win, unless I agree, you can't disclose my identity, deal?"
"Please trust me, Tang San 'Junior' Master. Who am I, Feng Xiaotian? In Tian Dou City, who doesn't know I'm the most trustworthy?" Feng Xiaotian laughed, his martial soul manifested, appearing somewhat similar to Su Yuntao's martial soul, only more imposing, with gray-green wolf fur.
"Feng Xiaotian, martial soul, Stromwind Double Headed Wolf, level forty-two, specializing in close combat control and strong offense, can also become a breakthrough armor class, supplementary long-range output strong offense."
(End of chapter)