**Chapter 274: A Very Important Person**
A few days later, Tang San followed the village chief, Old Jack, to the Spirit Hall in the center of the village. As he remembered, eight children were participating in the Spirit Awakening ceremony this time.
Due to the common prejudice against the poor, no one paid attention to Tang San, who was dressed simply. But Tang San didn't mind. Unlike his previous life, his family was not struggling financially.
He knew that his late mother had left him and his father a fortune of 5,000 gold soul coins before her death. On the Douluo Continent, one gold soul coin could support a family of three for half a year. With this sum, they could live comfortably for years.
However, Tang Hao insisted on living frugally to avoid drawing unnecessary attention. This lifestyle didn't bother Tang San, as he already knew his destiny.
Among the eight children, Tang San was certain he would stand out. The martial souls of the others were bound to be weak, and they were destined for ordinary lives. In contrast, Tang San's path would lead him to become a powerful soul master.
With that, his focus shifted to awakening his martial spirit and preparing to leave for Notting City to meet his teacher. It had been over 10,000 years since their last encounter, and Tang San couldn't help but feel a sense of longing.
As expected, Su Yuntao awakened the martial souls of the other seven children first. Sickles, hoes, Blue Silver Grass—all mediocre martial souls with no future potential.
When it was Tang San's turn, he confidently stepped forward and stood among the six black stones. As Su Yuntao infused the stones with soul power, a faint golden light surrounded Tang San.
Feeling the energy surging through him, Tang San looked at his hands in astonishment. He had awakened two martial souls: Blue Silver Grass and the Clear Sky Hammer.
Confusion gripped him. Did this mean that his mother in this life also possessed the Blue Silver Grass martial soul?
In his previous life, his mother's Blue Silver Grass had the potential to evolve into the Blue Silver Emperor. However, this time, it seemed like ordinary Blue Silver Grass with no special qualities.
Despite this, Tang San felt reassured. He was certain that his innate soul power would be at its maximum. With full soul power, he would easily gain entry to the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.
Holding his hand out, he displayed his martial spirit to Su Yuntao, who sighed in disappointment.
"Another useless Blue Silver Grass. What a waste…"
Before Su Yuntao could finish, Tang San placed his hand on the blue crystal ball and activated his Xuantian Gong.
In an instant, the crystal ball glowed brilliantly, radiating dazzling blue light like a sapphire.
"Oh my god! Innate full soul power!" Su Yuntao exclaimed in shock, his expression betraying disbelief.
Tang San smirked inwardly, amused by Su Yuntao's reaction. For someone of his experience, full innate soul power shouldn't be so surprising.
After informing Old Jack of Tang San's potential, Su Yuntao left, cautioning that Blue Silver Grass was a useless martial spirit with no real value.
Tang San scoffed silently. "Useless? That's only because you lack understanding. Blue Silver Grass holds far more potential than you realize."
When Tang San returned home, Tang Hao was waiting for him.
"How did it go? Did you awaken the same martial souls as in your previous life?" Tang Hao asked.
Tang San nodded and revealed his two martial spirits: Blue Silver Grass in one hand and the Clear Sky Hammer in the other.
Tang Hao stared at them in silence, his mind swirling with thoughts. He hadn't asked about Ah Xiu's martial soul before, but seeing this confirmed his suspicions. Her martial soul must also be Blue Silver Grass.
The feeling of an unseen force controlling his life grew stronger. Someone—something—was manipulating his fate.
"What are your plans now? Will you be heading to Notting City to study?" Tang Hao's tone was serious, reflecting his newfound respect for his son's extraordinary circumstances.
"Yes," Tang San replied firmly. "Notting City is important. There, I'll be safe, and I'll meet someone very important to me."
Tang Hao nodded, understanding who his son meant.
Tang Hao's thoughts drifted to Tang San's words about the teacher and the 100,000-year-old soul beast, Xiao Wu.
"If that's your decision, I won't stop you," Tang Hao said.
With that, he turned and walked back to his room, leaving Tang San to his own devices. Tang San picked up a piece of pig iron and resumed forging.
Unbeknownst to them, a pair of teasing eyes watched from the shadows. A moment later, the eyes disappeared without a trace.
Tang San's brows furrowed. He had sensed something—a presence watching him, not only now but also during his martial soul awakening.
Though he tried to focus his God King-level consciousness, he couldn't detect anything.
"Am I imagining things?" he wondered, frustrated by his inability to pinpoint the source.
With his heightened spiritual awareness, Tang San believed it was impossible for anyone—even the Shura God—to evade his detection. This lingering sensation of being watched unsettled him.
"Maybe I'm just being overly sensitive," he thought, trying to dismiss the feeling.
Still, the mystery of those unseen eyes weighed heavily on his mind.
*(End of this chapter)*