Chapter 1 Master Yu Xiaogang
Notting City, Junior Soul Master Academy.
The autumn wind was bleak, swirling up a few withered leaves from the ground.
In a somewhat dilapidated office, Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes gleaming with an almost fanatical light.
He looked at the two six-year-old children in front of him as if they were two uncut, rare gems, or perhaps... two stepping stones that could make him famous.
"You were born with full soul power, but your martial soul was a standard useless martial soul, Blue Silver Grass."
Yu Xiaogang's voice was hoarse and deep. He put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and had a mysterious and profound air about him.
"According to my proposed 'Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls,' this extreme contrast only represents one possibility."
He turned abruptly, his gaze fixed on Tang San on his left, his tone resolute:
"Tang San, you still have a martial soul, right?"
Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints.
A murderous intent flashed through his mind.
This was his biggest secret, and also the trump card that Tang Hao had repeatedly warned him never to reveal.
How could this seemingly listless middle-aged man see right through it at a glance?
"Based on just one piece of evidence, he deduced that I possess twin martial souls..."
Tang San quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.
Although this person's soul power is weak, his theoretical knowledge seems to be extremely extensive.
I'm new here and know nothing about the world of Soul Masters, so I need a guide.
Taking him as my teacher would be more beneficial than harmful.
Thinking of this, Tang San took a deep breath, his wariness turning into admiration, and knelt down on both knees:
"Teacher, please accept my bow."
Yu Xiaogang finally managed a smile on his stiff face. He helped Tang San up, feeling a great weight lifted from his heart.
"Silly boy, why do you kowtow when you become a disciple? Don't you know that's a custom only for kings and parents? A simple bow is enough."
With this disciple, Yu Xiaogang's chance to prove himself has finally arrived.
Tang San bowed with utmost solemnity.
"A teacher for a day is a father for life. You should accept my homage."
Yu Xiaogang nodded with satisfaction. What a sensible and polite child, so kind-hearted and filial.
Immediately afterwards, he turned his head, his confident and even somewhat arrogant eyes looking at Ye Liuyun, who stood to the side with a blank expression.
"Ye Liuyun, you're the same."
Yu Xiaogang once again adopted that all-knowing demeanor, his tone carrying an undeniable assertion:
"Blue Silver Grass with innate full soul power cannot explain this mutation without the support of a powerful second martial soul. You also possess twin martial souls, don't you?"
Tang San also turned his head and looked at Ye Liuyun.
Since I possess twin martial souls, this peer with the exact same condition should also have them.
However.
Ye Liuyun simply stood there quietly.
He was dressed in coarse linen clothes, his eyes were as deep as an ancient well, and he showed neither the shock Tang San had just felt nor the panic of having his secret exposed.
"I don't."
Ye Liuyun spoke.
His voice was flat and indifferent, as if he were stating a very simple fact.
"I only have one martial soul, Blue Silver Grass."
He is a human who was reincarnated from an 800,000-year-old Blue Silver Grass.
The physical body is the martial soul, so how can there be a second one?
The so-called innate full soul power is just the tip of the iceberg after his massive cultivation was sealed.
The air froze in that instant.
Yu Xiaogang's smile froze, and a crack appeared in his otherwise inscrutable expression.
No?
How could there not be?!
If not, wouldn't his "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls" become a joke?
Then his confident deduction just now must have become nonsense.
This is not just a matter of a disciple; it concerns his dignity as a "master" and his lifelong faith!
No, you do.
Yu Xiaogang's eyes instantly darkened, and his voice rose a few decibels, carrying a desperate urgency that seemed to be trying to argue his point:
"My theory is absolutely correct. A useless spirit like Blue Silver Grass could never bear innate level 10 soul power. Unless it mutates or is twinned. Your Blue Silver Grass shows no signs of mutation, so the only explanation is twinned spirits!"
"It's good to want to hide your secrets, but lying to your teacher is a matter of character."
He stared at Ye Liuyun, his eyes filled with pressure and warning.
Admit it. Admit it now. Only when you admit it will my theory be perfect.
Tang San, standing to the side, frowned slightly.
He glanced at the confident Yu Xiaogang, then at the indifferent Ye Liuyun, and a hint of doubt arose in his heart.
Was the teacher wrong?
If a teacher can even misunderstand this, is his theory really reliable?
Was it hasty to become his disciple?
Noticing the suspicious look in Tang San's eyes, Yu Xiaogang felt a sudden panic.
I absolutely cannot allow my newly accepted genius disciple to shake my resolve!
In order to maintain his authority, he had to sacrifice Ye Liuyun's reputation.
"Tang San, are you doubting your teacher's judgment?"
Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, gave a cold snort, and looked at Ye Liuyun with a hint of disgust:
"In this world, there are always some people who are cunning and scheming. In order to 'hide their shortcomings,' they will abandon even the most basic honesty. The reason they refuse to admit it is simply because they think I am not qualified to teach them, or... they see you as a potential competitor and are wary of you."
"At such a young age, he is so cunning. No matter how talented he is, he will hardly amount to anything in the future."
One after another, heaping accusations were mercilessly slapped on Ye Liuyun's head.
This is what is called a master.
For the sake of their reputation, they would not hesitate to slander a six-year-old child.
Tang San listened, seemingly lost in thought.
He was a suspicious person to begin with, and since he had indeed hidden the Clear Sky Hammer, he subconsciously judged others by his own standards.
Yes.
We both have innate full soul power Blue Silver Grass, and I have twin martial souls, so why doesn't he?
The only explanation is that he's lying. He's wary of me, and even... wary of the teacher.
In comparison, his behavior of deceiving even his teachers is truly despicable.
Having figured this out, Tang San's doubts dissipated, and his gaze toward Ye Liuyun held a hint of detachment and condescending admonition.
"Ye Liuyun."
Tang San stepped forward, his tone sincere, yet carrying a sense of superiority as if to say, "I'm doing this for your own good."
"Since we're all the same, why pretend not to admit it?"
"Our teacher's theories are unparalleled; he saw right through our predicament. Your attempt to evade the issue not only makes you seem petty but also disrespectful to the teacher."
"Take my advice and be honest with each other, and we can still be fellow disciples."
Looking at the master and apprentice in front of him, singing and responding in unison.
One is distorting the truth for the sake of empty fame, while the other is being self-righteous and judging others by his own standards.
Ye Liuyun suddenly found it somewhat amusing.
But he didn't laugh out loud, nor did he offer any explanation.
He doesn't need to prove himself to anyone.
Excuse?
That's how the weak beg for recognition from the strong.
"Are you done talking?"
Ye Liuyun raised his eyelids, his eyes still as calm as still water.
It reflected Yu Xiaogang's hypocritical face and Tang San's self-righteous face.
A faint smile appeared on his lips.
There was no anger, no shame, and not even the slightest emotional fluctuation in that smile.
"Since the master says so, then so be it."
Ye Liuyun said casually, his tone extremely perfunctory.
After saying that, he turned and left.
"You! You piece of trash!"
"He's already been exposed, yet he pretends not to care. He's utterly hopeless!"
Behind him came Yu Xiaogang's furious and angry shouts.
"Tang San, did you see that? Stay away from this kind of person from now on! He's not worthy to be your opponent!"
"When you achieve far more than him in the future, he will naturally have his moment of regret."
"Yes, teacher."
Tang San responded respectfully, shaking his head inwardly as he watched Ye Liuyun's departing figure.
Although this person is talented, he has a poor character and lacks flexibility.
In this cruel world of Soul Masters, he is destined not to go far.
[end of the chapter]