“A…
A celestial phenomenon?
This…
this…?”
When he saw the phantom of the True Dragon merge into Jiang Hao’s body, Ye Tiannan felt as though he had been struck by a thunderbolt, freezing in place.
It was obvious that the worldly anomaly in the sky above was triggered by the youth before him fusing with his Martial Soul.
Jiang Hao was similarly stunned for a long time.
It wasn’t until the thunder faded and the dark clouds dispersed above Cyan Moon City that he finally managed to steady his mind.
However, to Jiang Hao’s astonishment, out of his Twin Martial Souls, only the True Dragon Martial Soul had completely merged with him.
That nameless Cyan Lotus, planted amidst the primal chaos, was actually still condensing and taking shape.
“Hao’Er, your…
your Martial Soul?” Looking at Jiang Hao slowly opening his eyes, Ye Tiannan was already panting heavily, his scalp tingling with shock.
Jiang Hao slowly turned to look at Ye Tiannan, offering only two understated words: “Saint Tier!”
BOOM!!!
As soon as those words were spoken, Ye Tiannan felt as if another bolt of lightning had struck him from a clear blue sky.
His jaw dropped, and his eyes widened in sheer disbelief as he stammered, “S-Saint Tier Martial Soul?”
On the Martial Soul Continent, Martial Souls were generally divided into twelve grades.
The first tier ranged from the first to the Ninth Grade, with the first being the lowest and the Ninth Grade the highest.
Above the Ninth Grade was the Celestial Tier Martial Soul.
Above the Celestial Tier was the Saint Tier.
And above the Saint Tier was the legendary Divine Tier Martial Soul.
In truth, there was an even more ethereal and elusive existence above the Divine Tier—the Taboo Martial Soul!
However, a Taboo Martial Soul might not appear even once in millions of years.
Thus, it was excluded from the standard Martial Soul classification system.
“Looking at the entire Sword Dynasty, a Celestial Tier Martial Soul is already one in ten thousand—an exceedingly rare existence.
“A Saint Tier Martial Soul is as rare as a phoenix feather, representing the absolute zenith of combat prowess on the continent.
“As for a Divine Tier Martial Soul…”
That was simply unimaginable.
Throughout history, the number of such awakeners could easily be counted on a single hand.
“Hao’Er, are…
are you truly a Saint Tier Martial Soul Awakener?” Ye Tiannan asked.
By now, he had lost all self-control, gasping for air as his eyes brimmed with overwhelming excitement.
Little did he know, claiming a Saint Tier Martial Soul was already a highly conservative statement from Jiang Hao.
What he had awakened were Twin Martial Souls, and the truly terrifying one was that nameless Cyan Lotus that had yet to merge.
Not only that, but Jiang Hao could sense that the True Dragon Martial Soul he just assimilated wasn’t a Saint Tier Martial Soul either, but rather—Divine Tier!
Yes, a Divine Tier Martial Soul.
The reason Jiang Hao downgraded his True Dragon Martial Soul to the Saint Tier was that while a Saint Tier Martial Soul was astonishing, it wouldn’t be enough to draw the covetous eyes of the apex magnates across the various domains.
As for that Cyan Lotus, he absolutely dared not reveal it so easily.
“Hahaha, hahaha, hahahahaha!
“A Saint Tier Martial Soul…
It’s actually a Saint Tier Martial Soul!”
After receiving Jiang Hao’s confirmation, Ye Tiannan trembled with excitement and couldn’t hold back his uproarious laughter.
In that moment, it was as if all the previous gloom had been swept clean.
Possessing a Saint Tier Martial Soul, Jiang Hao was destined to become the unparalleled number one genius of the Eastern Domain throughout all history.
With such talent, why should they worry about Ye Canghai’s anger?
“If the old patriarch knew this news, he’d likely be so thrilled he wouldn’t sleep for three days and three nights!
“What number one genius of the Qi Family?
What Qi Tianyang?
“In the face of a Saint Tier Martial Soul, he is utterly worthless!”
Ye Tiannan practically danced with joy.
After all, this Saint Tier Martial Soul Awakener wasn’t some outsider; this was his carefully chosen future son-in-law!
Standing nearby, Ye Qingxian also revealed a radiant, joyful smile, weeping tears of happiness as she said, “Little fool, congratulations!
You are a Saint Tier Martial Soul Awakener now.”
Even Ye Qingxian understood exactly what a Saint Tier Martial Soul signified.
Hearing her words, Jiang Hao smiled gently.
He walked over to Ye Qingxian, softly stroked her beautiful face, and said with tender affection, “In front of you, I will always be the little fool you call me.
I’m no Saint Tier Martial Soul Awakener.”
Hearing this, Ye Qingxian’s eyes reddened, but a warm current flowed through her heart.
Watching this scene unfold, Ye Tiannan also smiled in profound gratification.
However, now was not the time for the three of them to celebrate.
Although Jiang Hao possessed a Martial Soul, he had not yet begun to cultivate.
The most pressing matter was figuring out how to survive Ye Canghai’s impending wrath and deal with Qi Tianyang’s fury.
Time slowly trickled by.
About thirty minutes later, just as expected, a furious roar shattered the peace.
“Rebellious son, get out here right now!” The aged voice resounded throughout the remote courtyard.
Ye Canghai had returned, seething with overwhelming rage.
“Patriarch?” Following the voice, Ye Tiannan and Ye Qingxian stepped out of the thatched cottage.
Seeing the murderous aura rolling off the old patriarch of the Ye family, they were filled with trepidation.
However, upon noticing that Ye Canghai had come alone, Ye Tiannan couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Yet, just as he walked toward Ye Canghai, intending to explain—
“Rebellious son, where is that fool?
Hand him over!
I will kill him with my own hands.
If he does not die, our Ye family will surely suffer a catastrophic disaster.”
“Patriarch, Hao’Er is…”
“Shut up!
Ye Tiannan, oh Ye Tiannan, what sins did our Ye Clan commit in a past life to produce an unfilial descendant like you?
It’s all because of that little beast!
If not for him, how could our Ye family suffer such an unprovoked calamity?”
It was plainly obvious that even though thirty minutes had passed, Ye Canghai’s fury had not subsided in the slightest; instead, it had only intensified.
Seeing that the old patriarch wasn’t going to give him a chance to speak and was already flashing toward the thatched cottage, Ye Tiannan’s expression changed drastically.
He stepped forward, attempting to block Ye Canghai’s path.
“Patriarch, please, listen to me…”
“Rebellious son, get lost!”
With a mere wave of his hand, Ye Canghai unleashed a terrifying burst of Spiritual Power, instantly blasting Ye Tiannan away.
At this moment, Ye Canghai’s heart was entirely consumed by murderous intent.
The reason he hadn’t paid much attention to that fool all these years was simply because he had never taken the boy seriously.
But he never could have imagined that the Ye family would be pushed to the brink of destruction from within all because of this idiot.
While the Ye family was considered a cultivation clan in Cyan Moon City, they couldn’t even rank as a second-tier family, let alone stand on the same level as the Qi Family.
Never mind the entire Qi Family—just a single word from Qi Tianyang would be enough to doom the Ye family beyond redemption.
“Father!” Seeing Ye Tiannan blown backward, Ye Qingxian cried out in alarm.
But before she had time to check on her father’s injuries, she saw Ye Canghai sprinting furiously toward the thatched cottage.
With the old patriarch’s cultivation, executing Jiang Hao would only take an instant.
After all, regardless of anything else, Ye Canghai possessed the strength of the Spirit Transformation Realm.
In her panic, Ye Qingxian threw herself at Ye Canghai’s feet, desperately clinging to his legs to halt his advance.
“Grandfather, don’t!”
It would have been better if Ye Qingxian hadn’t tried to stop him.
Seeing both father and daughter actually defying his will for the sake of a fool made Ye Canghai’s rage boil over uncontrollably.
“If he doesn’t die today, then I will die, and the entire Ye family will be buried alongside him!
Buried alongside you!”
“Grandfather, you can’t kill Jiang Hao!
Grandfather, you can’t, absolutely not!
Please, just listen to what father has to say, Grandfather!”
“Rebellious girl!
At a time like this, you still dare to protect that fool?!
Do you truly think I don’t dare to cripple you?”
As Ye Canghai spoke, he raised his hand.
Spiritual Power surged in his palm as he aimed a strike straight toward Ye Qingxian’s forehead.
“Today, I will seal your meridians and sever your foolish delusions and reckless behavior!”
With those words, the old patriarch slammed his palm down fiercely.
However, just as Ye Canghai’s palm was about to land, a faint, tranquil voice rang out.
“Grandmaster Ye, do you truly wish to kill Hao’Er?”
The instant that voice echoed, Ye Canghai’s descending hand froze in mid-air, and he blanked out in sheer surprise.
For three whole years, it was common knowledge that a fool lived in the Ye family.
Yet that voice just now was distinctly composed and as calm as still water.
There wasn’t the slightest trace of idiocy mixed within it.
Looking completely astonished, Ye Canghai slowly raised his head and looked toward the source of the voice.
Inside the thatched cottage, a young figure sat cross-legged in meditation, resting with his eyes closed.
As his words concluded, he slowly opened his eyes and looked straight back at him.
The moment he saw Jiang Hao, Ye Canghai inexplicably trembled.
He didn’t know why, but the instant the old patriarch laid eyes on the youth again, it felt as if the boy had transformed into an entirely different person.
After fusing with his Martial Soul, Jiang Hao had undergone an earth-shattering metamorphosis.
This metamorphosis wasn’t merely a change in his aura and bearing; it was an elevation of his very state of mind.
Coupled with the fact that Jiang Hao had always been cemented in everyone’s minds as a fool, the intense contrast created in this instant was visually shocking.
It was as if the person sitting there wasn’t a dull-witted idiot, but rather an elegant Exiled Immortal.
For a moment, Ye Canghai couldn’t quite believe his own eyes, his gaze brimming with endless bewilderment and astonishment.