Level 10?

"Stand behind me, child. Although your martial soul is unique, with innate spirit power at this level, it shouldn't be too weak."

"Okay."

Hearing this, Su Luoheng walked behind Grandmaster Cheng.

Although he didn't get the reincarnated person's standard of full spirit power, he was already very satisfied with his innate level eight.

However, he felt that his martial soul awakening seemed a bit different from what his father had mentioned.

"Level eight! Junran, look!"

Hearing Su Luoheng's spirit power level, Ye Lan excitedly grabbed Su Junran's arm. "It's even one level higher than yours, Junran. Our son is amazing!"

"Of course, he's my son, after all!"

"Huh?"

"It's mainly thanks to my wife."

"Now that's more like it~"

Su Junran smiled warmly, his gaze lingering thoughtfully on the crystal ball.

He had noticed the initial surge of spirit power to full capacity.

During spirit power testing, the crystal ball's light always increased from bottom to top; it had never shown any sign of decreasing.

If there wasn't an issue with the crystal ball, only one possibility remained.

…

…

"Congratulations, Brother Jun, Sister Lan."

"I never expected Luoheng to have such talent!"

"…"

"Luoheng's performance today is thanks to your preparation, my brother. I must properly thank you another day."

"Come on, Brother Jun, it's nothing; it's what I should do."

Chen Mingxuan beamed as he warmly saw the three of them off from the Heavenly Soul Hall.

On the Douluo Continent, the ten levels of innate spirit power determine a Spirit Master's potential for future growth.

With innate spirit power at level eight, Su Luoheng could smoothly advance his spirit power to at least the Contra level without any major bottlenecks, as long as he followed the standard path of cultivation.

Moreover, with Su Junran and Ye Lan's notable strength, smart individuals would naturally value maintaining this connection.

"Our little Luoheng will also be a Spirit Master from now on~"

"But I still don't know what my martial soul does. What if it's—" Su Luoheng was still worried about his martial soul.

"Are you worried it's a trash martial soul?"

"A bit."

"You cheeky kid, aren't you usually pretty clever~?"

"Huh?"

Su Junran, half amused and half exasperated, gave Su Luoheng's little head a gentle poke.

"Your dad's right."

Ye Lan gave Su Junran a playful glare, then leaned down to smooth Su Luoheng's hair, speaking softly, "Don't forget, you have innate spirit power at level eight. What kind of trash martial soul could have such high spirit power?"

"Got it!"

With this reassurance, little Luoheng's mood brightened.

His eyes sparkled as he looked towards the street vendors.

"Mom, can I...?"

"Are you still thinking about those candied hawthorns? Didn't you get enough last night?" Ye Lan instantly saw through Su Luoheng's little scheme as she followed his gaze.

"Huh! How did you know, Mom?"

"Hmph~"

Ye Lan poked her son's forehead with a half-smile.

The little guy looked toward his father, who shrugged helplessly.

Seeing this, Su Luoheng's eyes twinkled. He immediately pounced into Ye Lan's arms, blinking pitifully as he complained, "Dad took them all last night; I didn't get to eat even one."

"Your dad took them?"

"Mm-hmm."

"What?"

"No, honey, it was our son who—"

"What do you mean 'what'? How can you, a grown man, fight a child for food?"

"Alright, just this once. Go buy one more."

"Hehe, Mom's the best!"

Little Luoheng dashed off to the vendor by the street.

Left speechless, Su Junran could only glare at his cheeky son, who was grinning mischievously.

Who could blame him? After all, it was his own son~

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…

After returning home, Su Junran called Su Luoheng to the courtyard to begin investigating the issue with his martial soul.

First, he took out a crystal ball identical to the one in the Heavenly Soul Hall and handed it to Su Luoheng. "Luoheng, test your spirit power again."

"Okay."

Although Su Luoheng was puzzled, he did as his father instructed.

As his small, fair hand touched the crystal ball, the blue light once again radiated from within.

The light stopped just shy of the top, indicating that his spirit power was still at level eight, with no apparent difference.

But Su Junran's eyes flashed with a subtle shift, noticing a slight discrepancy from before.

The spirit power had indeed decreased! This confirmed the suspicion he had at the Heavenly Soul Hall.

"Dad?"

"Luoheng, summon your martial soul."

"Alright."

With a slight thought, a barren wasteland appeared behind Su Luoheng. Accompanying it was a sense of desolation and decay. Although it was slightly stronger than when it had first awakened, his father's strength allowed him to sense this spiritual aura clearly.

It had indeed grown stronger.

"Dad, is that enough?"

After about a quarter of an hour, Su Luoheng's body trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

He was at his limit.

"You can put it away."

Upon hearing this, Su Luoheng quickly withdrew his martial soul, panting heavily, and collapsed onto the ground, relieved.

Meanwhile, Su Junran frowned slightly, his body emanating a silver glow of spirit power.

He continued his examination using different methods.

Moments later, Su Junran's frown eased, and as the glow of his spirit power faded, he finally put down his pen and looked up. Su Luoheng, familiar with this scene, straightened up, excited to hear his father's explanation.

"Luoheng, your martial soul seems to be a rare spiritual attribute type. Though we're still unsure of its exact capabilities, judging by the spirit power consumption, its strength is quite significant."

"Spiritual attribute!"

Before Luoheng could respond, Su Junran continued.

"However, your current spirit power level is weaker than it was initially."

"Huh?"

Confused, Su Luoheng furrowed his brows.

"It seems your martial soul hasn't fully awakened yet; it's still absorbing your internal spirit power to complete itself. In other words, your innate spirit power level isn't eight—it's actually innate full spirit power!"

"I have full spirit power?!"

Recalling the initial spirit power test, Su Luoheng remembered that the crystal ball's light did indeed shine fully before receding to show level eight.

"Dad, does that mean I—" Su Luoheng's expression shifted as he suddenly thought of something.

"It won't be an issue."

Su Junran shook his head, smiling calmly. "Based on my earlier tests, your martial soul's absorption of spirit power is gradually slowing down. It will probably delay your cultivation by about a year."

"However, the enhancement of your martial soul will ultimately be more beneficial than detrimental."

"A little over a year... that's not so bad~"

Su Luoheng calculated silently; given his talent, losing a year wasn't much of a setback.

Level eight innate spirit power—no, it should be full innate spirit power now! Although two levels of spirit power had been absorbed during his martial soul awakening, his talent as a Spirit Master wouldn't be affected.

Just like when he had sustained his martial soul earlier, it was merely the cost of maintaining it.

"Oh, by the way, Luoheng."

"Yes, Dad?"

"I'm going to teach you a meditation technique that's different from the versions commonly spread across the continent. This one has been refined by our family's ancestors. With this meditation method, you can increase your spirit power faster than with regular meditation, which will also help speed up the complete awakening of your martial soul."

"Alright."

Naturally, Su Luoheng didn't refuse anything that would accelerate his spirit power growth.

He quickly started practicing under his father's guidance.

Their family's meditation technique differed from standard spirit power circulation. It required completing an entire large circulation throughout the body before one cycle could be finished.

These acupoints were identified through generations of trial and error by the Su family's Spirit Masters, and this unique approach ultimately yielded more spirit power.