"Level 20?!"
The Great Elder's shocked voice rang out in the room, stunning the other two.
"Great Elder, what do you mean level 20?"
Among the four people present, there were two Titled Douluos, one Soul Sage, and one who had just awakened his martial soul. Where did level 20 come from?
The Great Elder didn't answer Mu Xi's words. He grabbed Chen Yi's wrist, and a pure strand of soul power immediately flowed into Chen Yi's body.
"How is this possible?! Xiao Yi's current physique is comparable to a top beast Soul Elder, his meridians are far stronger than average; most importantly, his soul power has actually reached level 20. But during the breakthrough, I clearly sensed innate level 10 full soul power."
The Great Elder's words were full of disbelief. Chen Yi still hadn't absorbed a soul ring, and without absorbing a soul ring, one couldn't break through the level 10 limit—this was common knowledge even for ordinary people!
After checking, Chu Shanhe was equally shocked. After all, innate level 20 soul power was too astonishing, unheard of on the entire Douluo Continent, completely overturning their understanding.
Watching the two incredulous big shots, Mu Xi nearby was listening in confusion.
What? Level 20? The Sect Master and Great Elder mean my son has innate level 20 soul power!
How is that possible! In all recorded history of Douluo Continent, no one has ever had innate soul power exceeding level 10!
The next moment, Mu Xi was suddenly alarmed. Could this situation cause any problems to his body?!
"Sect Master, Great Elder, Xiao Yi won't have any issues, right?"
The Great Elder shook his head upon hearing this: "Xiao Yi is as good as can be. His physical body and mental power far exceed his peers, and his foundation is extremely solid. It's even better than those top Soul Ancestors who have been bathed in medicines since childhood!"
Mu Xi grew more confused the more she listened.
So where did this extra ten levels of soul power come from? You know, the Legend of the Angel God left by the Spirit Hall records that the young Angel God also had innate level 10 soul power!
While the three racked their brains for a reason, Chen Yi directly said:
"I think I know why?"
"Hm?"
The three were stunned. How could Chen Yi know something that a group of old foxes who had eaten more salt than him couldn't figure out?
"My innate soul power should only be level 10. The extra ten levels are probably god-bestowed soul power."
Seeing the doubt in their eyes, Chen Yi didn't plan to be mysterious. After all, in his future plans, whether it was immortal herbs or the soul core cultivation method, these weren't things a child who had never left the sect could produce.
So, the identity of the Thunder God's inheritor had to be revealed. Otherwise, even if he spoke eloquently, people would just treat it as a child's delirious ramblings after days of coma.
As for why he wasn't worried about someone killing him for treasures, it was because the Body Sect was too pure. In their hearts, there was only one goal: to make the Body Sect a soul master holy land like the Spirit Hall!
Revealing his identity as a divine inheritor was great news for the Body Sect. If Chen Yi becomes a god in the future, reaching the height of the Spirit Hall would no longer be a dream.
"What?! God-bestowed soul power?! God!"
"God-bestowed? Xiao Yi, is it the god I understand?"
"Xiao Yi, you're talking about gods? Do eternal, immortal gods really exist in this world?!"
God-bestowed soul power—even without much explanation from Chen Yi, the two could understand what it meant, which was why they were so horrified.
Why could the Spirit Hall reach its current height? Because they produced a god ten thousand years ago. The Six-Winged Angel martial soul left by Him suppressed all martial souls in the world, producing peerless talents generation after generation, and no one on Douluo Continent dared to disobey.
Gods, the legendary level 100 deities, a dream pursued by countless powerhouses for ten thousand years, driving many mad, only to end in despair. Nowadays, many believe gods are just rumors, fantasies.
Now, Chen Yi said he had god-bestowed level 10 soul power, which meant what? It meant Chen Yi had likely gained the favor of a god and might even become a new god in the future!
If the Body Sect produced a god, they would completely sweep the continent, with no rivals!
Looking at the three in utter shock, Chen Yi nodded heavily and said solemnly:
"The reason your disciple was in a coma these days is because I obtained the inheritance of a god named Thunder God..."
Chen Yi told the three about what happened in his sea of consciousness after falling into the light cocoon, of course omitting details about his previous life.
Upon hearing that Chen Yi had gained the Thunder God's favor in his sea of consciousness, not only taking him as a disciple but also passing the divine position to him, the three were stunned speechless, clearly still not recovered from the world-shattering news.
After a long while, Chu Shanhe said hoarsely: "So, as long as you break through to Soul Sage, you can undergo the divine position assessment."
"And if you succeed, you can inherit the Thunder God—no, the Thunder God King's divine position!" The Great Elder's eyes flashed with brilliance as he hurriedly added.
"That's right."
"Hahaha! Good, good, excellent!"
Hearing Chen Yi's affirmative response, the two elders laughed excitedly. How many years had it been since they laughed so freely? This was the relief of a heavy burden lifted, the wild joy of anticipation for the future, and the excitement of prisoners walking in darkness for so long finally seeing the dawn.
Eight hundred years ago, since the first Sect Master founded the Body Sect, generations of disciples had sacrificed everything for the rise of body martial souls. No matter how dark or bumpy the road, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, they charged forward without regard, with no regrets even if it cost everything.
But it had been too long, so long that they couldn't see hope. The suffocating success rate of secondary awakening and those determined young faces tormented their hearts, unsure if it was for that invisible sliver of hope or for those young children.
Three years ago, the whale glue proposed by Chen Yi did greatly increase the success rate of body martial soul secondary awakening, but it relied on resources, and whale glue would eventually be exhausted.
This was why Chu Shanhe risked his life to obtain the Breaking Clan's alchemy techniques, even knowing Qian Daoliu might be nearby, even knowing he was just a slightly larger ant before Qian Daoliu. But he went anyway, just to prepare a backup path for the younger generation.
The laughter gradually faded. Chu Shanhe raised his hand to wipe the unwitting moisture from the corner of his eye, looking at Chen Yi with eyes full of fervent expectation:
"Xiao Yi, with the Thunder God's inheritance, the Body Sect's eight-hundred-year wish will finally be realized in your generation!"
"From today onward, your safety is the sect's top priority. The divine position assessment will undoubtedly be extremely dangerous; the sect will spare no effort to pave the way for you." The Great Elder also restrained his excitement, his tone grave.
Gazing at the sincere expressions of the Sect Master and Great Elder, warmth surged in Chen Yi's heart. This was the Body Sect; this was his home in this life!