manynovel Chapter 99 Lan Xuanyu: Why are Soul Tools so difficult to obtain...?
Chapter 99 Lan Xuanyu: Why are Soul Tools so difficult to obtain...?
Chapter 99 Lan Xuanyu: Why are Soul Tools so difficult to obtain...?
Almost instinctively, Huo Yuhao asked, "What should we do? Can we think of any way to save her?"
"Xiao Yuhao, are you even listening to what your brother is saying?!" In the sea of consciousness, Tianmeng wielded a large hammer and smashed it hard on Huo Yuhao's head.
"It hurts!"
"The Snow Empress's pride surpasses even that of the Emperor Tian. To expect her to accept help from humans—even if you are the chosen one of the planes, she might not give you that face."
Then, after thinking for a moment, Tianmeng added, "But Hyotei is still a possibility—"
Huo Yuhao rubbed his head and muttered, "Aren't you just saying that Hyotei is afraid of dying?!"
Perhaps soon, when Xue Di nestles sweetly in Huo Yuhao's arms, Tian Meng will deeply regret her words today.
"Let's not talk about that. When you reach level 40, I'll take you to the far north and help you get a soul ring for your second spirit. As for your Spirit Eye spirit—I remember there should be a kind of spirit beast in the far north that is good at mental power. Let's see if we can turn it into a spirit spirit as well."
Shrek Academy, Outer Courtyard Soul Guidance Department Research Lab.
Lan Xuanyu stared at the dazzling array of level-two soul tool core formations before him, his mind going blank.
Why are these soul tools so difficult to make?
Unfortunately, the Tang family had focused all their talent on blacksmithing, and they knew absolutely nothing about designing, manufacturing, or engraving.
Simply put, they're all muscle and no brains; they can't understand blueprints at all. The only skill the Tang family knows is blacksmithing.
In his and Tang Wulin's era, the production of battle armor required the combined efforts of a small team. Each Soul Master needed a secondary profession, such as mecha design, cultivation, or forging.
However, the Soul Masters of Huo Yuhao's era were all-rounders, capable of everything from stamping and forging to engraving formations. If you only knew how to forge iron, you would seem out of place.
It's unclear what provoked Tang Ya, but she insisted that all Tang Sect members must choose the Soul Guidance Department and attend classes at least three days a week, or face severe punishment.
Lan Xuanyu was initially quite happy, thinking that Tang Ya had finally stood up for herself, but in the end, he was asked to learn how to make soul tools as well.
After nearly two months of testing, he and Wang Dong still failed the Level 1 Soul Master qualification exam, while Bei Bei barely passed Level 1; Tang Ya fared slightly better, and with some leniency, she finally passed Level 2 Soul Master.
Lan Xuanyu glanced at Wang Dong, who was also mentally blank, and Bei Bei and Tang Ya, who were already lost in their own thoughts.
As expected, we can't rely on this bunch of useless people to revive the Tang Sect.
Lan Xuanyu now somewhat regrets offending Huo Yuhao. Only now does he realize how important Huo Yuhao is to the Tang Sect.
Lan Xuanyu was in tears. What would become of the Tang Sect's future?
Thinking this, Lan Xuanyu turned his gaze to the big, dark-skinned man who was intently carving the core formation.
Although he was tall and strong, his hand holding the carving knife was very steady. He carved a level three core array on a piece of blue meteorite copper with smooth and flowing movements. That guy named He Caitou is quite good at soul tools. But how can we win him over to the Tang Sect?
It took him a lot of effort to remember that there was a guy named He Caitou among the second generation of Shrek Seven Devils. He was said to have a very good relationship with Huo Yuhao and was a key force in Huo Yuhao's revival of the Tang Sect, but he did not ascend to the God Realm.
It seems this person also joined the Tang Sect because of Huo Yuhao—but speaking of which, where did that Huo Yuhao go? I haven't seen him for two whole months.
He had tried asking Zhang Lexuan, who was his homeroom teacher, but she wouldn't tell him anything, which made him feel uneasy.
As someone who's been there, Lan Xuanyu was once a handsome young man who was widely admired at Shrek Academy. There's definitely something wrong with how Zhang Lexuan and Ma Xiaotao looked at Huo Yuhao.
Grandpa, what are you doing? If you don't stop this, the history of Douluo Continent will be in chaos!
Although Lan Xuanyu used to look down on Huo Yuhao, the son-in-law of the Tang family, he no longer has much of a contemptuous attitude towards him.
All he can think about now is that history can get back on track; otherwise, he doesn't even dare to imagine what might happen.
Finally, the grueling Soul Guidance Department course came to an end. Lan Xuanyu, his mind crammed with knowledge, walked dizzily towards the cafeteria.
Finally, it was time for his favorite dry rice.
It was only because of his three-ring Soul Master cultivation that Shrek Academy gave him the status of a core disciple. Otherwise, according to Shrek Academy's usual practice, a student who lost the first battle should have been kicked out immediately.
Wang Dong, standing beside him, also seemed to be in a daze, his large, pinkish-blue eyes revealing a kind of pure, untainted stupidity.
Wang Dong looked at the delicious food on his plate, but he had no appetite at all. He said weakly, "Xuanyu, can you really understand those soul tools?"
Lan Xuanyu shook his head. Nothing could distract him from his meal, but he couldn't help muttering, "If Xiuxiu were here too—at least she knows how to design mecha, and our Tang Clan wouldn't be in such a predicament—"
Wang Dong was taken aback, then frowned. "Xiuxiu? Who's that?"
Lan Xuanyu was speechless for a moment. For some reason, he didn't want Wang Dong to know about Xiuxiu.
"No, it's nothing. But there's no other way. If we want to revive the Tang Clan, someone needs to be proficient in soul tools."
Wang Dong scratched his light blue short hair in frustration and muttered angrily, "Uncle and Uncle are really something!"
"I'm perfectly content being the young sect leader of the Haotian Sect, why do you insist on making me join this damned Tang Sect! And you want me to contribute to the revival of the Tang Sect—"
Lan Xuanyu's lips twitched speechlessly. Actually, this wasn't the first time he had heard Wang Dong complain like this.
It should be noted that Wang Dong used to have a phobia of soul tools. Even the slightest touch of a soul tool would make him feel nauseous. But after that coma, for some unknown reason, he was finally able to use soul tools again.
But for him to create it—it'll probably be in his next life.
Just as Lan Xuanyu was about to continue eating, a tall, dark blue figure walked into the cafeteria from outside, went straight to the most expensive window number one, took a large amount of food, walked to the side, took out a table and chair, sat down, and prepared to eat.
It is worth noting that he had a black longsword hanging at his waist.
Lan Xuanyu blinked twice, remembering that there was only one student in the entire Foreign Languages Department who brought their own desk and chair, and that was—
Huo Yuhao!
"Yuhao, it's been a long time!"
Just then, a cheerful voice rang out, and the person walked straight towards Huo Yuhao, sitting down in the chair that Huo Yuhao had brought out as if they were old friends.
Huo Yuhao smiled in return, "It hasn't been long, only two months. By the way, you and Big Brother should have passed the Level 3 Soul Master assessment by now, right?"
He Caitou rubbed his bald head. "Haha, thanks to the carving technique you taught me before, I finally passed the test last week."
Then he pointed to the longsword at Huo Yuhao's waist, "By the way, why do you always carry a sword with you? It doesn't look like a soul tool. Are you planning to become a swordsman?"
Huo Yuhao shook his head and said frankly, "It's just a weapon for self-defense. I originally wanted to carry it on my back, but I couldn't pull it out at all, so I hung it on my waist."
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