Douluo: Martial Soul Body, I’m True Master

“You must be Tang Shan. To become a Great Soul Master possessing two thousand-year spirit rings at the tender age of seven shows truly extraordinary talent, making you a future pillar of our Heaven Dou Empire.”

Emperor Xue Ye broke the silence first and praised him.

For a moment, those present harbored doubt, astonishment, and calm, each differing from the last.

“Are you sure this kid is only seven? I’d believe it if you said he was seventeen.”

Perhaps due to being overly guarded because Tang Shan had just glanced at his granddaughter, Dugu Bo was the first to voice doubt; clearly, he didn’t know much information about Tang Shan.

“Tang Shan is indeed only seven. It’s just that he has Innate Full Soul Power, and his Martial Soul is the Body Martial Soul, True Body Martial Soul, making him develop a bit faster under the influence of his Martial Soul.”

Before Tang Shan could open his mouth to explain, Xue Qinghe had already answered the question for him.

At the root of it all, Tang Shan was someone she brought. If they doubted Tang Shan’s age, wouldn’t that be equivalent to doubting Xue Qinghe’s own capabilities from another angle?

“Body Martial Soul? Could it be the Body Martial Soul mentioned in the sixth treatise on martial souls by Grandmaster, which possesses special potential but has yet to find the correct way to Cultivate?”

This was a middle-aged man with a robust build and a masculine appearance, but Tang Shan did not recognize his true identity.

“I am Ning Fengzhi. The one who spoke just now is an Elder of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, a powerful Soul Douluo, Yu Xuancang.”

Ning Fengzhi’s voice transmission entered Tang Shan’s ears, telling him the identity of the middle-aged man who spoke, while also wanting to leave a good impression on Tang Shan.

Tang Shan nodded slightly in the direction where Ning Fengzhi was to express his gratitude, while simultaneously answering Yu Xuancang’s question.

“That’s right, it is indeed a Body Martial Soul. My Martial Soul encompasses my entire body, also known as the True Body Martial Soul.”

“How could anyone possibly achieve having their first two Soul Rings both be thousand-year ones? Even I, Yu Tianheng, haven’t accomplished such a thing, how could anyone else do it!”

The youth sitting beside Yu Xuancang was somewhat startled, his voice filled with disbelief.

Without needing others to introduce him, he had already reported his own Family background; it turned out to be Yu Tianheng, the eldest grandson of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan’s Sect Master.

“Tianheng, silence! This is not a place for you to act wildly.”

Clearly, this generation’s Prodigy had not yet suffered the beatings of society, and coupled with his young age, his whole person was currently in a state of treating everyone else as beneath him. If not for his Family Elders keeping him suppressed, he probably would have already challenged Tang Shan.

Dugu Yan did not speak; instead, with her large purple eyes wide open, she looked over Tang Shan with some curiosity, which made Dugu Bo’s already gloomy face a few shades darker.

“To have such cultivation at such a tender age is unprecedented.”

Sword Douluo Chen Xin saw Tang Shan for the first time, carefully sizing him up from top to bottom for a moment before directly delivering his evaluation.

Seeing everyone gradually digesting the shock brought by Tang Shan, the smile on Emperor Xue Ye’s face became a few shades brighter: “Heh, what Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan or Dugu Family? So what if your families produce Geniuses? My imperial Family has Geniuses just the same! A seven-year-old Great Soul Master with two thousand-year spirit rings—let me ask you, is there a second one in the entire continent?”

Yu Xuancang cleared his throat and turned to face Emperor Xue Ye: “Your Majesty, what about the matter of Tianheng joining the Heaven Dou Royal Academy?”

“Rest assured, with Tianheng’s talent, being able to join Heaven Dou Royal Academy is the academy’s fortune. It’s just that later on, Tianheng might need to represent the Empire in the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament.”

Emperor Xue Ye feigned difficulty.

“Since he joins the academy, he is naturally a part of it, and winning glory for the academy is only right.”

Yu Xuancang answered very readily.

“Since that’s the case, there’s no problem! I guarantee that Tianheng will receive the absolute top-tier treatment at Heaven Dou Royal Academy, with all sorts of Cultivation resources and guiding teachers maxed out.”

Emperor Xue Ye’s words were filled with bold assurance.

“Then this old man’s granddaughter is also entrusted to Your Majesty.”

Dugu Bo’s characteristic chilly voice sounded.

“Your Excellency Dugu, rest assured. Your granddaughter’s treatment will be at the same level as Tianheng’s, and she will also be cultivated by exhausting all resources. As for their enrollment matters, I will personally have Xue Xin handle it when the time comes.”

Emperor Xue Ye patted his chest in assurance, after which he turned his gaze to Tang Shan, who was sitting beside Xue Qinghe, and spoke in a kindly tone: “Tang Shan, would you like to join Heaven Dou Royal Academy? Cultivating on your own ultimately cannot compare to having a teacher’s guidance. I can invite the top teachers of Heaven Dou Royal Academy to teach you.”

From this, it could be seen that Emperor Xue Ye had not been an emperor for all these years in vain. Even though Tang Shan had already joined Xue Qinghe’s command and, in a sense, could be considered as having joined the imperial Family and become his subject, he still asked rather than commanded Tang Shan.

In reality, Emperor Xue Ye saw through things very thoroughly: the likes of Dugu Yan and Yu Tianheng joining Heaven Dou Royal Academy would only be temporary. Once they graduated, those who should return to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would return to it, and those who should return to the Dugu Family would return to it.

The experience of studying at Heaven Dou Royal Academy would only be a fragment of their lives; the academy fundamentally lacked the ability to completely bind them to the Heaven Dou Empire. It would already be good enough to leave behind a trace of goodwill.

After all, it was ultimately just an academy.

A certain academy in the future stated: That’s because your strength was insufficient and your techniques weren’t up to par! Shrek’s brainwashing method, check it out, you’re worth having.

Emperor Xue Ye was very clear that Tang Shan was the future pillar of their Heaven Dou Empire. For such a Genius, due respect must be given.

Tang Shan did not readily agree right away, although he had already discussed it with Xue Qinghe beforehand.

He feigned hesitation and looked at Xue Qinghe, revealing an inquiring expression. The meaning could not be more obvious: I listen to Xue Qinghe.

This simple action did not cause the vast majority of people to overthink; only the deeply scheming Ning Fengzhi and Emperor Xue Ye felt a stir in their hearts.

Emperor Xue Ye: It seems Qinghe has already won over Tang Shan’s heart for the most part. That’s fine too. In the future, if Qinghe ascends the imperial throne, it’s better to keep top-tier powerhouses in one’s own hands, rather than being like Us, letting core martial force fall under someone else’s control.

That fellow Prince Xue Xin, if he hadn’t saved Dugu Bo back then, how could this group-killing deterrent power have fallen into his hands?

With Tang Shan around, Qinghe can truly grasp his own martial force Foundation in the future.

Thinking of this, a flash of gloominess crossed the depths of Emperor Xue Ye’s eyes. On the surface, his relationship with Prince Xue Xin was not bad, but in reality, it was a pretense maintained falsely—after all, who made Prince Xue Xin the one who saved Dugu Bo back then, and not him?

He needed the deterrence of Dugu Bo’s group-killing ability, and Prince Xue Xin needed the enjoyment of a prince’s status; only then was there a balance between the two brothers.

Otherwise, how could he possibly allow the existence of a prince? That was a status of almost being under one person and above ten thousand; with even the slightest ambition, how could one not harbor schemes for that ultimate position?

If not for Emperor Xue Ye’s decent relationship with Ning Fengzhi when he was young, coupled with the deterrence of two Titled Douluo, he truly wouldn’t dare guarantee who would be sitting in this position now.

Ning Fengzhi: What a pity, Xue Qinghe acted too fast and has completely won over Tang Shan’s heart. Wanting to win over such a Genius to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is probably impossible now. However, it’s also fine; as long as he doesn’t stand on the side of Spirit Hall, it is a good thing for the Heaven Dou Empire and for our Sect.

A seven-year-old with dual thousand-year spirit rings and Innate Full Soul Power—even if the Cultivation system of the Body Martial Soul is not yet mature, this level of potential is enough to make the entire continent sit up and take notice.

Since he cannot be taken for one’s own use, making some investments in advance is always correct.

Maintaining friendship with a future top-tier powerhouse is a win-win business with no losses for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, which relies on the support system.

The two old foxes each plotted in their hearts, but Xue Qinghe didn’t think that much. Seeing Tang Shan asking him for his opinion, knowing that the other party was increasing his weight in Emperor Xue Ye’s heart, besides feeling moved inside, he also gently nodded on the surface.

After receiving Xue Qinghe’s response, Tang Shan faced Emperor Xue Ye: “Your Majesty, I am willing to join Heaven Dou Royal Academy.”

Emperor Xue Ye nodded and uttered: “Good!”

Looking at Tang Shan and Xue Qinghe, a thought uncontrollably rose in his heart: Can Tang Shan and Qinghe restore the glory of Heaven Dou back in grandfather’s time? Swallowing stars ———— Swallowing stars ———— Accomplishing the long-cherished wish that grandfather failed to realize until his death.

Thinking of this, Emperor Xue Ye boiled with rare passion and said without hesitation: “Tang Shan, I’ve decided! After you join Heaven Dou Royal Academy, you will enjoy the same treatment as Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan!”

Such generous treatment did not surprise everyone present. After all, the first and second thousand-year spirit rings were right there; even though the future of the Body Martial Soul remained unclear, based solely on Tang Shan’s talent and past achievements, he was already expected to strive for Titled Douluo.

Regardless of the combat power of this Body Martial Soul Titled Douluo, his own cultivation could not be faked. No matter how weak, could he be weaker than Poison Douluo Dugu Bo? How could that be possible!

At worst, relying solely on cultivation would be enough to crush the vast majority of Soul Douluos.

A certain million-year ice silkworm lowered its head: At least it’s the cultivation of a Limit Douluo, yet its daily combat power cannot even beat a Ten Thousand Year Spirit Beast, unless it uses mental force to self-detonate. Sorry, I lowered the lower limit of suppressing others with sheer force.

“Your Majesty, isn’t this a bit rash? After all, the Body Martial Soul is a universally recognized trash Martial Soul. You can’t just conclude he must be a Genius because of Grandmaster’s theory and thousand-year spirit rings, right?”

A somewhat youthful voice sounded. The various Heaven Dou big shots looked at Yu Tianheng with somewhat strange expressions; they didn’t expect Emperor Xue Ye’s decision to actually be interfered with by this junior.

Yu Xuancang’s complexion was livid. If not because the other party was the Sect Master’s grandson, she would have already slapped him across the face. TMD, Emperor Xue Ye’s decision wasted the imperial Family’s resources, what are you cutting in for, you little brat!

Even while forcibly controlling her hands, Yu Xuancang still let out a low shout: “Tianheng!”

Feeling the anger in his clan uncle’s tone, and seeing that the other big shots didn’t support him for uttering his correct insights, but instead looked at him with somewhat strange gazes, Yu Tianheng felt as if he had done something wrong.

But catching Dugu Yan out of the corner of his eye still looking at Tang Shan with curious eyes, he gritted his teeth, feeling that he shouldered a special mission, and stubbornly stuck out his neck to say: “The strength of a Soul Master’s talent cannot be judged solely by Soul Ring age and Innate Soul Power; ultimately, it depends on whether they can fight! No matter how profound their Soul Power or Innate Soul Power is, if they can’t fight, then they are no different from trash!”

Ning Fengzhi, sitting on the side and eating melons with great interest, sent out a question mark: No wait, I am a support system Soul Master with only support and no combat power—am I trash?

As the shame of Titled Douluos who couldn’t beat any Titled Douluo, yet was enough to crush the vast majority of Soul Douluos (unless encountering a combination like the Clear Sky Hammer, an overpowered Martial Soul combined with divine skills, making defeat possible), Dugu Bo’s originally gloomy complexion grew even darker. He felt that Yu Tianheng didn’t mention him in a single word, yet every word was directed at him: Sorry, I am precisely that kind of trash in your mouth who has no other characteristics besides Soul Power and Soul Rings.