"There's no need to test it," Su Yuntao said flatly. "I've never seen a Pear Blossom martial soul with innate soul power."
With a wave of his hand, he put away the six awakening stones.
"Alright, children. You may leave."
"Uncle," Ye Feng insisted calmly, "Blue Silver Grass is also considered a useless martial soul, yet you still tested his soul power. Testing doesn't take long. Why not let me try as well?"
Su Yuntao paused.
This child… was indeed a little different from Tang San.
After a brief hesitation, he sighed.
"Fine. It won't take much time."
He flicked his finger, and a blue crystal ball floated out from his storage soul tool, stopping in front of Ye Feng.
"The method is simple. Place your palm on the crystal ball. It will measure your soul power automatically."
Ye Feng glanced at Tang San before slowly placing his hand on the crystal ball.
The moment his palm touched it, a surge of energy stirred within his body.
The crystal ball lit up.
A faint blue glow appeared—
Then it grew brighter.
And brighter.
Soon, the entire hall was illuminated by a dazzling blue light that made everyone squint.
"This…!" Su Yuntao froze.
Tang San was equally stunned.
The light from Ye Feng's crystal ball was even stronger than Tang San's had been.
The crystal ball began trembling violently.
It seemed unable to withstand the immense soul power surging within it.
Bang!
With a sharp explosion, the crystal ball shattered.
Silence filled the hall.
Su Yuntao stared at the broken fragments in disbelief.
Tang San looked at Ye Feng with wide eyes.
"Uncle," Ye Feng asked curiously, "what level is my soul power?"
Su Yuntao took a deep breath, trying to steady himself.
"When Tang San tested just now, the crystal ball shone brilliantly. That indicated innate full soul power—Level 10."
He looked at the shattered crystal ball.
"This crystal ball can measure up to Level 20. Once soul power exceeds that limit… it explodes."
He swallowed hard.
"Child… your innate soul power is Level 20!"
"Innate full soul power… Level 20?!" Tang San murmured in shock.
Ye Feng frowned slightly.
Level 20?
He remembered that even Qian Renxue—known as a once-in-a-generation genius—had awakened with extremely high innate soul power.
Yet now, he possessed Level 20 from birth.
And he had three martial souls.
Xuanyuan Sword.
Nine Heart Begonia.
Eye of Hell.
Could it be that his third martial soul wasn't useless after all?
Inside his mind, the system remained silent.
The more Ye Feng thought about it, the more convinced he became—
His innate soul power might not merely be Level 20.
Perhaps it had simply exceeded the crystal ball's limit.
Su Yuntao's attitude changed instantly.
"Child, come with me to Spirit Hall. Enroll in the Spirit Hall Soul Master Academy. With your talent, you'll at least become a deacon like me in the future."
Most people awakened without any soul power at all, doomed never to become Soul Masters.
Even though Ye Feng's martial soul appeared to be a "useless" Pear Blossom, with innate Level 20 soul power, he had already met the recruitment standards of Spirit Hall Academy.
"The Spirit Hall Academy?" Ye Feng asked knowingly. "Is it in Notting City?"
"No. It's in Spirit City, hundreds of kilometers away," Su Yuntao replied.
"So far…" Ye Feng smiled faintly. "I'm still young. I don't want to leave home to study somewhere so distant."
He declined politely, glancing subtly at Tang San.
After briefly communicating with the system, Ye Feng finally understood its full name:
Supreme Chaos Heavenly Origin Ancestral Artifact—Supreme Rebellious System.
In short—
The Disobedience System.
Because he had felt envy toward Tang San's twin martial souls, the system had "refused to accept it" and granted him three instead.
Since that was the case, how could Ye Feng leave Tang San's side?
He knew the future of Douluo Continent.
If he followed Tang San, he would always stay ahead of events.
If he entered Spirit Hall Academy now, too many variables would fall outside his control.
Although entering Spirit Hall might allow Bibi Dong to discover him—perhaps even accept him as a direct disciple and grant him spirit bones—
The timing was not right.
He would rather develop quietly for now.
"If you change your mind," Su Yuntao said, still unwilling to give up, "come find me in Notting City. There are still three months before the academy begins enrollment."
With a final glance, Su Yuntao left Shenghun Village's Spirit Hall.
Ye Feng looked at the departing figure and smiled faintly.
Level 20?
No.
He had a feeling—
That was only the beginning.