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As expected, the crystal ball used to test innate soul power burst into a blinding white light.
The adults observing instantly understood what this meant.
Innate full soul power.
Though the martial soul was mediocre, the innate soul power was remarkable. Many people began to change their initial impressions, since even among noble clans, innate full soul power was extremely rare.
This was a state of perfection—something even noble heirs, born and raised in excellent environments, rarely achieved.
After all, perfection has always been rare. Among the younger generation of the most powerful clans, innate soul power generally ranged between level seven and nine.
However, since the young master of the Taixu Sect didn't possess a dragon-type martial soul, no matter how great his future achievements, he would be unable to inherit the position of Sect Master.
The officiating elder presiding over the awakening ceremony cursed inwardly but maintained a respectful expression as he politely guided the young master down from the awakening array.
He bowed toward Jiang Yuanshi, who stood as straight as a pine tree:
"Sect Master, the young master possesses innate full soul power."
"This Sect Master has seen it. You may escort the other disciples away," said Jiang Yuanshi.
"Yes, sir."
The newly awakened boys and girls of the Taixu Sect cast one last glance at Jiang Shuo—filled with both pity and envy.
Then, with a quiet sense of relief, they exited the hall.
…
After waving everyone away, Jiang Yuanshi looked down at his only son, whose head only reached his abdomen, his gaze a mix of complexity and comfort.
"Not bad. While your martial soul is a bit lacking, your innate soul power clearly inherited your father's outstanding talent."
His mother, Chen Yuan, bit her pale, delicate lips and lowered her head as she softly said,
"Husband, I'm sorry. It's because of me that Shuo'er ended up like this..."
"But he's still our son. No matter what happens, I will protect him for a lifetime!"
Chen Yuan, a Super Douluo who had already reached the terrifying level of rank ninety-seven, released a powerful aura of resolve as she pulled the boy into her fragrant embrace.
Hearing his wife speak, Jiang Yuanshi's expression shifted slightly. After a brief silence, he let out a long sigh.
The awakening of a child's martial soul is based on both parents, with the dominant traits usually coming from the stronger soul. He truly hadn't expected that his eldest son would awaken a spear-type martial soul.
"You're right. Even if Shuo'er is lacking, he is still my son. As the Sect Master of Taixu, protecting him for life is well within my power."
Chen Yuan lowered her gaze, her beautiful eyes shimmering with sorrow.
Due to the strict etiquette of the Jiang Clan, she rarely saw her son. Now, guilt and regret surged in her heart.
She tightened her arms around the boy even more.
The youth, held tightly, was slightly uncomfortable due to the lingering scent of fresh wood that was his mother's natural fragrance, as she wore no cosmetics.
Having listened to the entire conversation, Jiang Shuo felt that if he didn't speak up now, he might be smothered.
"Father, Mother, actually… uh… I just sensed that I have a second martial soul."
The moment his soul power was tested, a wave of perception surged into his spiritual sea, plunging him into a daze.
Once he managed to stabilize himself, he saw the form of his second martial soul.
He hadn't revealed it earlier because of the many eyes present in the hall.
A transmigrator who knows how to keep secrets lives the longest—Jiang Shuo understood this well.
Jiang Yuanshi abruptly turned his head, his tiger-like eyes widening. His profound cultivation almost overflowed uncontrollably.
"Is that true?!"
"Quick, release it so I can see!"
It was no wonder he was so overjoyed—this was truly unbelievable.
If his son possessed a second martial soul, it would most likely be his own Taixu Mystic Dragon.
And if that were the case, wouldn't this spear-type martial soul have to be a spirit that could rival the Taixu Mystic Dragon itself?!
His son actually possessed twin martial souls—and of this caliber?!
Chen Yuan also immediately looked down, a look of indescribable joy spreading across her elegant face.
"Shuo'er, don't lie to Mother. Is it really true?"
If their son was lying just to prevent discord between them, it would be a terrible thing to do.
Jiang Shuo nodded and extended his left hand.
Instantly, a brilliant golden light once again flooded the Sapphire Hall.
A deep dragon's roar followed.
The dragon's roar grew louder and more piercing, shaking one's very soul.
Jiang Yuanshi quickly deployed a soul power barrier to prevent outsiders from sensing what was happening.
But in that moment, he felt his own soul power become slightly sluggish.
It was an infinitesimal change, but it was undeniably there.
He was stunned—he was, after all, a peak Super Douluo, just one step away from becoming an Ultimate Douluo.
In the entire sect, only his father, Taixu Douluo, was stronger than him.
Yet now, his own soul power was slightly suppressed by his son's martial soul.
This realization brought a wry smile to his face, followed by immense pride and relief. It had to be.
This was likely a purer-blooded Taixu Mystic Dragon.
In Jiang Shuo's left hand hovered the ethereal image of a small golden dragon, about a foot long. Its body was coursing with golden lightning, crackling with energy.
Jiang Shuo lifted his fair little face, the earlier anxiety completely gone.
"Father, it seems to be another mutated martial soul… but it's definitely a dragon-type."
"What's its name?" Jiang Yuanshi quickly asked.
"Father, I call it the Ninefold Mystic Gold Dragon. It seems to possess the power of both thunder and space…"
Jiang Yuanshi said nothing more, quietly staring at the small golden dragon dancing in his son's hand.
He remained silent for a long time.
For some reason, Jiang Shuo felt the golden dragon drawing on his soul power.
So he asked, "Father, can I put it away now?"
Chen Yuan nudged her husband and gently asked, "What are you daydreaming about?"
"Twin martial souls, innate full soul power, and the dragon-type martial soul you've always wanted—our son has done everything he possibly could."
Jiang Yuanshi slowly returned to his senses, a glimmer of clarity flashing through his eyes.
"That's exactly why I was so stunned."
The expression of Yuanshi Douluo, one of the most powerful experts in the world, suddenly grew grave.
His deep black pupils stared straight at the pale-faced youth.
"Put it away. From now on, unless your grandfather or I give you permission, you are forbidden from showing this to anyone!"
Jiang Yuanshi's voice was filled with such sternness and gravity that it left Jiang Shuo momentarily stunned.
But he quickly nodded. "I understand, Father."
Chen Yuan, who had been frowning in confusion, seemed to recall something and began to look back and forth between her husband and son.
A moment later, a flash of insight struck her, and her expression filled with understanding.
Jiang Yuanshi gently patted his son's shoulder, his tone softening once more.
"Go on back for now. I need to go see your grandfather."
Jiang Shuo obediently turned and stepped out of the luxurious Sapphire Hall.
(End of Chapter)