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Compared to them, Jiang Yunzhou was much more composed.
After all, apart from his still-childish body, he's no longer a child in every other way...
As expected, one child after another was ruthlessly eliminated.
The butler kept a dark expression on his face the entire time.
"Banana Martial Soul, no soul power, next..."
"Pot spatula martial soul, no soul power, next..."
......
Disappointing, so disappointing. It's the same again. There's not a single person who can cultivate.
The Spirit Hall deacon's expression grew increasingly grim.
"Dare to try something different?"
Until Jiang Yunzhou finally stepped into the awakening formation...
The awakening of the martial spirit went very smoothly.
The martial spirit he awakened was a blade of grass with only one leaf.
It is entirely emerald green, slender yet resilient, yet it grows a solitary, narrow, sword-like leaf.
The butler, who had been expressionless the whole time, showed a hint of surprise when he saw the plant.
But seeing that it was just a blade of grass, he habitually shook his head, his face showing an expression of 'As expected, another useless martial soul.'
It seems they've long been used to this situation.
"There really is one that's different, but this grass is a bit strange. Why haven't I seen this kind of martial spirit before?"
The Spirit Hall deacon frowned as he looked at Jiang Yunzhou's spirit, never expecting that there was a spirit he had never seen before.
"Hey, kid, what's the name of your martial spirit?"
He prided himself on being a professional awakener for many years, having seen all sorts of martial spirits, but this kind of grass-type martial spirit was truly the first time he had ever seen one.
Jiang Yunzhou was currently immersed in the information feedback from his martial soul, whose name was: Nine-Leaf Sword Grass!
He thought to himself, "This name doesn't sound like an ordinary weed. What does it mean that the deacon keeps shaking his head?"
Could it really be a useless martial soul?
He was also puzzled as to why, despite being called the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, it only had one leaf.
With the system down and temporarily unreliable, his martial spirit became the foundation for his survival.
"Soul Master, my martial soul is called: Nine-Leaf Sword Grass..."
Chapter 2 The Metamorphosis of the Martial Soul
"Nine-Leaf Sword Grass? I've never heard of that! You didn't make up that name, did you?"
The steward was puzzled. The name sounded impressive, but how could a grass spirit with only one leaf dare to call itself that?
Suddenly, something occurred to him: another possibility was that it was a mutated weed martial soul. No wonder he had never seen it before.
Yes, that must be it.
This explanation perfectly explains why he didn't recognize this martial spirit.
Jiang Yunzhou was stunned, inwardly thinking, "Do you want to hear what you're saying? What do you mean by making things up?"
He didn't know how to refute that, because he didn't know the situation either.
"There's nothing special about this."
I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out.
Clearly, this seems to have touched upon a blind spot in his knowledge.
Since he couldn't understand it, according to his usual standards, it should be treated as a useless martial soul.
I've traveled to several villages, but there wasn't a single place where I could cultivate. It was all for nothing.
After asking the question, he shook his head and made as if to leave.
He couldn't even be bothered to continue the process of testing his soul power.
Jiang Yunzhou was alarmed when he saw this. Judging from his posture, was he not going to test his soul power?
How can this be allowed? Why are they discriminating against each other?
He quickly raised one hand and shouted:
"Um, Soul Master, please wait a moment, you haven't tested my soul power yet..."
How could he possibly have a useless martial soul? This was something he couldn't accept.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; missing it will be a real problem.
The steward glanced at Jiang Yunzhou, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.
But seeing Jiang Yunzhou's hopeful eyes seemed to rekindle his remaining sense of responsibility, and in the end he still took out the crystal ball.
Fine, let's just do the test. It'll only take a little while anyway.
"Here, put your hand on it..."
Some unexpected things happened.
"Om..."
The crystal ball, which had been dull and lifeless, suddenly burst forth with an extremely dazzling blue light.
The light instantly filled the entire hut, and for the other children who did not have soul power, the light was even a little dazzling.
"my eyes!"
This was accompanied by a cacophony of discussion.
The Spirit Hall deacon's eyes widened, his mouth slightly agape, his face filled with disbelief.
"Full soul power? It's actually innate full soul power? This...this doesn't make sense!"
How could an ordinary weed have innate full soul power?
Upon hearing that he possessed innate full soul power, the most excited person was undoubtedly Jiang Yunzhou himself.
I'm relieved now.
His time travel was worthwhile.
He knew that his martial spirit was definitely something extraordinary.
Right now, he wanted to see what expression would appear on the Spirit Hall steward's face—would it be shock or shock?
He suddenly felt a surge of pleasure at having slapped everyone in the face.
He just stared quietly at the speechless deacon of the Spirit Hall.
After pondering for a while, the deacon took out paper and pen, asked for some basic information about Jiang Yunzhou, and then wrote out a certificate from the Spirit Hall.
"Here, child, keep this safe. You can use this certificate to register for school..."
After pondering for a while, the deacon still didn't take the child with full soul power seriously.
So what if it has full soul power? This plant has already been labeled as a useless martial soul by him.
In the eyes of ordinary people, a Soul Master is incapable of making mistakes.
Asking him to back out now would be a slap in his own face, wouldn't it?
Jiang Yunzhou didn't really care about the steward's reaction.
Once you have the certificate, you'll have the opportunity to enroll in school; there's no need to ask for anything more.
He was just a little curious as to why, despite his innate full soul power, he hadn't been symbolically invited to join the Spirit Hall.
Is it alright to do something just a little something?
I feel like something's missing, and it just doesn't feel right.
He even thought that if possible, joining the Spirit Hall's camp wouldn't be out of the question.
At least our future livelihood will be secure.
It seems there's no hope now; they simply don't fancy him.
He looked at the certificate, and after seeing the deacon's signature, his expression became very strange.
So this Soul Master's name is Su Yuntao.
He has a title: Blind Douluo.
Okay, then it's alright.
There hasn't been a single Soul Master capable of cultivation for decades.
Thus, Jiang Yunzhou's ability to cultivate became a major event in Shenma Village...
In the six years since he came into this world, the days before the start of the school term were the most luxurious time Jiang Yunzhou had ever spent.
Overnight, the villagers suddenly became very enthusiastic and treated him like a young master.
They would send all sorts of delicious food to his house.
With meat at every meal and plenty to eat, their complexions visibly became rosier.
He managed to stay in the village until the start of the school year.
As an orphan, Jiang Yunzhou had no source of income. He knew all the essential skills for transmigrating, and this world already had them.
No matter how difficult it is, he simply doesn't understand it, and it's impossible for him to make money from those things.
Therefore, he still lived a relatively frugal life.
Although the work-study student status exempts them from tuition fees, they still have to pay for their own meals.
The meager subsidies from the Spirit Hall, coupled with the old village chief's occasional assistance, became his means of survival.
There was no way around it; after awakening his martial soul, it seemed to be particularly good at absorbing energy, and he could eat the equivalent of three people's worth of energy all by himself.