[Congratulations to the host for making a successful choice. The host's spirit power has increased by one Rank. You may open the personal attribute panel to view the details.]
Yin Zhang felt his entire body grow lighter as his spirit power smoothly advanced by one Rank.
"System, what does this look like now?"
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[Host]: Yin Zhang
[Age]: 14
[Martial Soul]: Charizard
[Spirit Power]: Rank 67
[Spirit Rings]: Black, Black, Black, Black, Black
[Traits]: Blaze, Hard Claw
[Spirit Abilities]:
Dragon Claw, Double Team, Azure Flame Shield (spirit ring), Flamethrower, Fire Dragon Evasion Kill (spirit ring), Dragon Tail, Crimson Flame Roar (spirit ring), Solar Beam, Mirror Move, Roost, Fire Dragon Flying Slash (spirit ring), Dragon God Transformation (Bloodline Spirit Ability), Dragon Rush, Dragon Meteor, Outrage, Mental Storm, Golden Python Flow
[Spirit Bone]: Fire Wing Dragon Palm Bone (68,000-year limit)
[Domain]: Fire Dragon Domain
[Items]: Charcoal (Amplification), Holy Grail (Equipment), Charizard X Mega Stone (Equipment), Famous Sword Siming (Equipment Item), Overlord Reboot (Equipment Item), Keystone (Amplification Item)
[Storage]: Martial Soul Plunder Card, Black Tortoise Bead, Immortal Herb Earth Dragon Golden Gourd
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Yin Zhang stood there, his body covered in dragon scales as a terrifying aura burst forth. The oppressive presence alone made it difficult to breathe.
Dean Zhang subconsciously swallowed, his body trembling slightly.
"Good heavens… good heavens! I never imagined you'd actually become a Spirit Emperor!"
"Haha, Dean Zhang, didn't I say I wasn't joking?" Yin Zhang laughed loudly.
Dean Zhang gasped repeatedly, unable to calm himself.
"Good, good, good! Xiao Zhang, this is truly incredible. Seven years—only seven years—and you've gone from a Spirit Master to a Spirit Emperor. I'm already fifty years old and only a Spirit Ancestor. Comparing people really does hurt…"
Yin Zhang laughed, then suddenly turned toward Hu Liena. A mischievous thought surfaced.
"Nana, let Dean Zhang take a look at your strength too."
Hu Liena nodded. She had no intention of hiding it anyway. With a soft hum, she summoned her martial soul.
The Charming Fox appeared, and beneath her feet rose three spirit rings—two yellow and one purple.
Though it paled in comparison to Yin Zhang's six pitch-black ten-thousand-year rings, it was still more than enough to leave Dean Zhang stunned.
She looked no older than twelve, yet she was already a Spirit Elder.
Dean Zhang even suspected he was hallucinating. Only after pinching himself and feeling the sharp pain did he accept that this was reality, leaving him dazed and speechless.
Soon after, Dean Zhang personally escorted Yin Zhang and Hu Liena toward the base of the teaching building.
At that moment, Yin Zhang silently summoned the system and selected Martial Soul Plunder Card.
[Martial Soul Plunder Card activated. Scanning Spirit Masters within a 100-meter range.]
[Selectable martial souls detected: Tiger, Long Staff, Blue Silver Grass, Lone Wolf…]
Among the many options, one name stood out unmistakably.
Luo Sanpao.
"Luo Sanpao… you'll be my second martial soul," Yin Zhang thought calmly.
[Luo Sanpao — Owner: Yu Xiaogang. Confirm plunder?]
"Plunder," Yin Zhang replied without hesitation.
[Luo Sanpao has been stripped from Yu Xiaogang.]
[The host has acquired a second martial soul: Luo Sanpao.]
[Due to the infusion of powerful Dragon-type bloodline energy, Luo Sanpao is undergoing transformation and evolving toward a higher-level martial soul.]
A new presence appeared within Yin Zhang's body. The unfamiliar yet wondrous sensation left him momentarily intoxicated.
However, that feeling lasted only a few seconds.
Luo Sanpao's rank was simply too low. Before it could complete its evolution toward the Golden Holy Dragon, it was firmly suppressed.
Charizard was a top-tier Dragon-type martial soul beneath the Divine Rank—and after Mega Evolution, it could even reach Divine Rank. The gap between the two was simply too vast.
As a result, Luo Sanpao was completely suppressed and fell into a dormant state.
Only then did Yin Zhang fully understand why twin martial souls were required to be of similar rank. A high-level martial soul exerted overwhelming suppression on a low-level one.
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Meanwhile, inside a classroom on an upper floor…
Yu Xiaogang, who had been drinking tea, suddenly collapsed to his knees. It felt as though something vital had been torn from his body, leaving him hollow and unbearably uncomfortable.
"No—!" he cried out hoarsely.
After the pain subsided, realization struck him like a thunderbolt.
"Luo Sanpao!"
Yu Xiaogang struggled to his feet, desperately trying to summon his martial soul.
Nothing responded.
His body felt weak and empty. The strength he once had as a Spirit Master was gone—completely gone.
"No… no…!" His face twisted in agony. "It hurts… it hurts so much!"
The pain was not physical. It was far worse.
After confirming again and again that his martial soul had vanished, Yu Xiaogang finally collapsed, rolling on the floor in utter despair.
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"Xiao Zhang, are we going upstairs?" Hu Liena asked softly. "Classes seem to still be in session."
Yin Zhang shook his head.
"No need. Let's walk around the academy instead."
As for Dean Zhang, he entered the teaching building to look for Yu Xiaogang. Over the past seven years, he had always known that Yu Xiaogang harbored deep resentment toward Yin Zhang—he had simply never mentioned it.
When Dean Zhang reached Yu Xiaogang's office, wailing sounds came from inside.
Startled, he pushed the door open.
What he saw shocked him.
Yu Xiaogang, who was usually calm and composed, was rolling on the floor, crying uncontrollably.
"Xiaogang! Xiaogang, what happened to you?!"
Dean Zhang rushed forward, restraining him so he wouldn't continue thrashing, and hurriedly shut the door.
Yu Xiaogang was already in tears.
In the past, he had at least been able to say, "There are no trash martial souls, only trash Spirit Masters."
Now, he no longer even had the right to say that.
Because he didn't have a martial soul anymore.
He wasn't even a Spirit Master.
Any so-called martial soul theory spoken by an ordinary person would hold no credibility whatsoever.
A year ago, after discovering Tang San and taking him as a disciple, Yu Xiaogang had believed that his rise to fame was only a matter of time.
He never imagined that before that future could arrive—
He would lose his martial soul entirely.