Before Su Wen could answer, Ma Xiaotao took a deep breath and said firmly, "Give me the crystal ball!"
Zhang Yi shrugged and tossed one over.
"Put your hand on it."
Ma Xiaotao narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Got it."
Su Wen didn't waste a single word. He immediately complied, afraid that even a second's delay might cause an accident.....one that would bury his genius-level soul power in obscurity.
"Buzz—!"
The next instant.....
A blinding radiance erupted from the crystal ball, swallowing the firelight of the entire camp. Su Wen, Ma Xiaotao, and a completely dumbfounded Zhang Yi were all engulfed in the brilliance.
Several seconds later.
As the light faded.....
When Su Wen opened his eyes again, a delicate face was extremely close to his own, studying him as if he were some priceless treasure. Startled, he nearly leaned in to kiss her, reflexively stepping back.
Instead, he bumped into something soft.
Gentle arms caught him, keeping him from falling.
Turning his head, he met the shocked expression of Zhang Lexuan.
By now, the surrounding area was completely packed with inner court disciples of Shrek, each wearing a different expression.
"Wow! Innate full soul power!"
Ma Xiaotao shouted excitedly, pulling Su Wen tightly into her chest and bouncing in place.
"See?! I told you.....any little brother I acknowledge can't possibly be ordinary!"
"You actually guessed right… what the hell."
Zhang Yi looked like his worldview had shattered, scanning the surroundings as if hoping to find another unawakened child lying around somewhere.
"I'll go inform Elder Xuan!"
Zhang Lexuan vanished in a flash.
The others all cast friendly gazes toward Su Wen, clearly eager to build a connection.
Everyone knew how rare innate full soul power was.
As for the so-called "trash martial soul," it was most likely just undeveloped. After all, throughout history, had there ever been someone with innate full soul power who hadn't left their mark?
Especially that ancestor from ten thousand years ago—Tang San—who had been overlooked by the Spirit Hall due to a so-called "trash martial soul."
The inner court of Shrek was not full of fools. As long as Su Wen didn't die young, his future potential would be terrifying.
Meanwhile, Su Wen was struggling to breathe.
A delicate fragrance filled his nose, and soft warmth surrounded him completely.
His body was already weak to begin with, and despite just awakening his martial soul, he nearly passed out.
Fortunately, Ma Xiaotao noticed in time and released him, looking a little embarrassed.
Heh~"
An aged voice sounded out.
Xuan Zi was gnawing on a chicken leg, a string of gourds hanging at his waist, as he stared at Su Wen in surprise.
Before Su Wen could even react, the old man grabbed his wrist.
His eyes narrowed slightly as he sensed the flow of soul power within Su Wen's body.
"Huh?"
Xuan Zi exclaimed, eyes widening.
"Damn good luck! You little brats really stepped in dog shit this time—picked up a genuine once-in-a-generation treasure."
"I found him! I found him!" Ma Xiaotao shouted excitedly.
"Yeah, yeah, got it. Go play."
Xuan Zi waved her off perfunctorily, then turned serious.
"Leyun, come with me. The rest of you.....don't wander off."
Su Wen felt the world spin.
In the next instant, he found himself standing atop the crown of an ancient tree.
The height was dizzying. Looking down through layers of dense foliage, he could vaguely make out the campfire below.....and the Shrek inner court disciples, now no bigger than ants.
A breath later, Zhang Leyun appeared nearby. Her academy robes fluttered in the wind, accentuating her tall, slender figure.
Noticing Su Wen's gaze, the senior sister casually brushed her long hair aside and offered a faint, composed smile.
"Child," Xuan Zi asked kindly, eyes crinkling,
"Can you tell me what your martial soul is?"
"Capturing soul beasts," Su Wen answered without hesitation.
"You can understand it as controlling soul beasts."
Since he had decided to join Shrek Academy, the first step was clear...prove his worth and secure enough resources to grow stronger.
Shrek had plenty of flaws, but it never mistreated its own.....especially when it came to nurturing core disciples. In that regard, the academy spared no effort.
And among transmigrators, there was an unspoken rule:
Technology path—go Sun Moon.
Traditional cultivation—go Shrek.
The Body Sect was just as protective and powerful, but fate had brought him to Shrek first. That was simply how it was.
More importantly, he would almost certainly be regarded as "one of their own."
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