“Blue Silver Grass? Innate full soul power? Oh my.” Jack's expression of disappointment was even more severe than Edward Collins's. Having been the village chief for so many years, he naturally understood what innate full soul power meant. But for this innate full soul power to appear with the Blue Silver Grass martial soul, it was really...

“Master, is there really no way to cultivate with Blue Silver Grass?” Jack asked with a frown.

Edward Collins could sense old Jack's mood, and was no longer as proud as before. He patted old Jack on the shoulder and said, “It's not that it can't be cultivated at all. It's just, what do you think Blue Silver Grass will evolve into as the martial soul grows stronger? A useless martial soul is still a useless martial soul. Even if you become a soul master, you'll probably be a useless one. It's such a pity for this innate full soul power. Alright, I'm leaving now, I still have to go to the next village.”

Edward Collins didn't wait for William Carter to ask any more questions and left the village. With Edward Collins gone, William Carter could only run up to Jack and ask the question he was most eager to know, “Grandpa Jack, what is a soul ring? How can you obtain a soul ring?”

Old Jack seemed to still be pondering Edward Collins's words, and answered subconsciously, “I don't know what a soul ring is either. To get a soul ring, it seems you have to hunt soul beasts. That's a very dangerous thing, only soul masters would do it.”

Chapter 3 Twin Martial Souls (Part 1)

“Oh.” Soul rings, soul beasts—these two brand new terms kept echoing in William Carter's mind. Although he couldn't be sure if his guess was correct, his Xuantian Skill had always been stuck at a bottleneck, and this soul ring was clearly a breakthrough point.

At this moment, Jack had come back to his senses. He looked down at William Carter in surprise and said, “Xiao San, you aren't the one the master mentioned, the boy with innate full soul power and the Blue Silver Grass martial soul, are you?”

William Carter nodded and said, “That's me.”

Old Jack squatted down, looking at William Carter face to face. “Xiao San, I didn't expect your talent to be so outstanding. It's a pity you have a father like that, and didn't inherit a good martial soul. Otherwise, you might really have become the second Soul Saint in our village. Tell Grandpa, would you like to go to a special school to learn how to cultivate as a soul master? Only there can you learn the most accurate knowledge about martial souls.”

At this point, William Carter was already deeply interested in martial souls, especially since they were related to his own Xuantian Skill. But he still didn't give a direct answer. “Grandpa Jack, I have to ask my father about this.”

Jack suddenly realized—yes, no matter how sensible a child is, he's still a child. He had to consult Henry Carter's opinion.

A determined light flashed in his eyes. Even though he really didn't want to see that slovenly man, for the sake of the village producing another soul master, he couldn't care about that anymore.

“Let's go, Xiao San, Grandpa will take you home.” Old Jack first sent the other children back to their parents, then took William Carter back to the blacksmith shop.

In the morning, it was Henry Carter's usual sleeping time, and the blacksmith shop was quiet.

“Henry Carter, Henry Carter.” Old Jack didn't care whether Henry Carter was sleeping or not. He really disliked this slovenly blacksmith. If it weren't for the fact that his farm tools were so cheap, he would have kicked Henry Carter out of the village long ago.

Calling out for Henry Carter, old Jack's eyes swept around, wanting to find a chair to sit on, but seeing all the broken and tattered things, he really didn't have the courage to pull one over. He was already old and didn't want to break a bone here.

“Who's making all that noise?” Henry Carter's slightly angry voice sounded, the curtain inside was lifted, and he walked out slowly.

He first saw his own son, then shifted his gaze to Jack. “Old Jack, what do you want?”

Jack said grumpily, “Today is your son's martial soul awakening day, don't you know how important that is? Other families have both parents accompanying their child, but you, as always, are the same as ever.”

Henry Carter seemed not to hear Jack's sarcasm, and looked at his son again. “Xiao San, your martial soul has awakened? What is it?”

William Carter said, “Dad, it's Blue Silver Grass.”

“Blue Silver Grass?” For some reason, Henry Carter, who was usually uninterested in anything, suddenly trembled when he heard these three words, and a special light flashed in his eyes.

Only William Carter noticed the change in Henry Carter's expression. Old Jack naturally didn't care about the look on a slovenly blacksmith's face, and said directly, “Even though it's Blue Silver Grass, Xiao San has innate full soul power. Henry Carter, I've decided, this year's work-study quota for the village will go to Xiao San. Let him go to Nuoding City's Junior Soul Master Academy to study. The village will cover the travel expenses.”

“Blue Silver Grass, Blue Silver Grass.” Henry Carter muttered twice, then suddenly looked up, his eyes showing a determination William Carter had never seen before, and said in a deep voice, “No.”