Hen Qiu, who was slowly eating from his bowl, suddenly stopped, chewed twice, swallowed the food in his mouth, and raised his head, nodding slightly.
"Yes, I am indeed a fully-fledged innate soul power."
Ye Qiu's eyes revealed a hint of certainty.
"Xiao Qiu, you have such good taste!"
Xiao Wu praised with a smile, reaching out to put some food on Ye Qiu's plate, then biting her chopsticks and smiling at her.
"Actually, Sister Xiao Wu is also a genius with fully-fledged innate soul power." Xiao Wu had a good impression
of Hen Qiu, who was obedient and called her Sister Xiao Wu. "Yes." Hen Qiu's eyes brightened slightly, but quickly returned to normal. To be able to cultivate to level 48 Soul Master at such a young age, fully-fledged innate soul power was a certainty. He then looked curiously at Ye Qiu. "Is this senior also a fully-fledged innate soul power?" Ye Qiu was stunned, then chuckled. He didn't know how to ask, after all, cultivating to this level at the first level of innate soul power was already astonishing. Henqiu Tian looked at the handsome Ye Qiu strangely, not daring to look directly at him, but in his heart, he dismissed the idea. According to his grandparents, this senior Ye Qiu only went to hunt for his first soul ring when he was over eight years old. That is to say, he was not born with full soul power. At the same time, he was also ruled out as being born with level nine, level eight, and even level seven. Because if he had such high innate soul power, he wouldn't have needed to cultivate for more than two years to reach level ten. "Sister Xiaowu, how much innate soul power does he actually have?" Henqiu Tian became very curious about Ye Qiu. He wasn't born with full soul power, yet his cultivation speed was surprisingly fast! The Tom couple sat together calmly, not saying a word, enjoying their own world. Xiaowu, who was engrossed in eating, raised her head, glanced at Henqiu Tian, and then at Ye Qiu. Just as she was about to ask Ye Qiu what he meant, he himself had already told Henqiu Tian the answer. "My talent wasn't very good at the beginning, and my innate soul power was only level one." "Wh-what?! How is that possible!" Henqiu Tian looked at Ye Qiu in shock. She had never imagined that Ye Qiu, with such a high cultivation level, would actually only be a level one innate soul power! "It sounds impossible, but it's true," Ye Qiu said honestly, holding his bowl. "That's right, I slept with him right after Xiao Qiu awakened his martial soul!" "Back then, he couldn't even beat Sister Xiao Wu; he was only level one. Unlike now... not only is he stronger, but he also bullies Sister Xiao Wu, especially at night." Xiao Wu smiled, leaning on Ye Qiu's shoulder as she reminisced. She was completely oblivious to the strange expressions on Hen Qiutian and Jerry's faces. "You wild girl, can't you tell what you should and shouldn't say?" Grandma Tom glared at Xiao Wu, annoyed. "Xiao Qiu, you need to keep an eye on her." "I... I didn't mean to," Xiao Wu realized she had let something slip and immediately nestled shyly into Ye Qiu's arms. Hen Qiutian watched this scene, slightly stunned. Then she resumed eating, her eyes glued to Ye Qiu. She desperately wanted to understand how Ye Qiu had managed it. With innate soul power at level one, she has cultivated to the current level forty-seven Soul Master. If she could figure this out , perhaps she could grow rapidly and avenge her deceased mother and brother! Avenge that heartless place, that group of cowards who only know how to cower! Ye Qiu held Xiao Wu's delicate body and comforted her. The hatred and grief flashing in Hen Qiu Tian's eyes naturally did not escape his notice. After a moment of contemplation, he asked:
"Xiao Tian, I think I can call you that, right? Could I see your martial soul?"
"No problem."
Hen Qiutian paused
, then nodded slightly after a moment's consideration. Anyway, those chasing her were cowards who wouldn't come out of seclusion.
She didn't need to worry too much.
Besides, they didn't even know she had awakened her martial soul.
With that,
Hen Qiutian placed her small hand on the table, spreading it out flat.
Then, her soul power surged.
A dark light immediately shone from her hand.
Xiao Wu watched curiously, while Ye Qiu's eyes flashed with a strange light. He seemed to have seen
this color many times before. A faint black light surged from Hen Qiutian's palm, instantly condensing into a strange object in her hand. It was a completely black hammerhead. As for why it was called a "lump," it was because it was simply a cylinder. There was no handle. The single hammerhead was cylindrical, resembling a miniature forging hammer. However, a peculiar light emanated from its dark surface, and a faint pattern coiled around the cylindrical head. When this hammerhead appeared in Henqiu Tian's hands, the air in the room became somewhat oppressive. Henqiu Tian frowned, seemingly not yet fully accustomed to the weight of the hammerhead. His slender arm trembled slightly. His martial soul didn't seem to be fully released, but Ye Qiu already recognized what it was. But soon, under Ye Qiu's gaze, a wisp of pale blue rope actually grew from where the cylindrical hammerhead was originally the handle. Calling it a rope wasn't quite accurate , because its appearance was unforgettable for Ye Qiu, who possessed the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline. It looked like ordinary Blue Silver Grass, only now, connected to the black hammerhead, it was enveloped in a layer of black light. Looking at the two yellow soul rings on the meteor hammer-like martial soul, Ye Qiu couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle. Blue Silver Flying Hammer. So this was the Blue Silver Flying Hammer, a combination of Blue Silver Grass and the Clear Sky Hammer. Ye Qiu could recognize its unusual nature, and Xiao Wu naturally could too. "Xiao Qiu, why does Xiao Tian's martial soul look a bit like the Clear Sky Hammer? Is that Blue Silver Grass?" Hearing Xiao Wu's voice, Hen Qiutian's face showed shock, tightly gripping the rope of the Blue Silver Flying Hammer. His face was full of vigilance. "Xiao Tian, what's wrong?" Grandpa Jerry gently patted her shoulder. She then came to her senses; her grandparents were still here. She was absolutely sincere towards Tom and Jerry. "Nothing, Grandpa." Hen Qiutian shook her head slightly, putting away the martial soul in her hand, her face immediately turning slightly pale. "Hmm, indeed." Ye Qiu patted Xiao Wu's head, looking at Hen Qiutian with a look of surprise and doubt. He had just seen that Hen Qiutian seemed quite disgusted when he saw the hammerhead, but very gentle with the Blue Silver Grass-like rope. "Xiao Tian, don't be nervous. We won't harm you, otherwise you would be no match for us." "Xiao Qiu! How can you talk like that?" Grandma Tom immediately objected. She always sideped with her own people, regardless of right or wrong, especially since Qiu Tian was just a little girl. (End of Chapter)