Chapter 190: The Anger of the Flame Family
Afterward, Mu Hui discussed with Feng Qingcang some of his ideas for establishing a power and outlined several requirements, which Feng Qingcang carefully noted down one by one.
After a while, Mu Hui reluctantly stopped and said to Feng Qingcang, "Dean, in that case, I'll go pick up my uncle first. I'll leave the rest to you."
Feng Qingcang nodded. "Go on, I'll handle things here."
At this point, Feng Qingcang had not only reached level 88 but had also mastered two self-created soul skills—Air Blade Multi-in-One and Cutting Wind Wheel. Among Soul Douluo, few could stand against him now.
"Pidgeot, let's go!"
Mu Hui leapt onto Pidgeot's back and patted it gently.
"Beep~"
Pidgeot's wings flapped, soaring high into the sky, then transformed into a streak of blue light and vanished from Feng Qingcang and Feng Xiaotian's sight in an instant.
Watching Pidgeot's fading figure, Feng Qingcang sighed, "Even I can't see through Mu Hui's current strength anymore."
As the first person besides Mu Hui to learn Air Blade Multi-in-One and Cutting Wind Wheel, Feng Qingcang's understanding of these self-created soul skills was second only to Mu Hui himself.
Yet, the more he practiced, the more he realized the boundless potential of these techniques—and the more he marveled at the ingenuity behind their creation.
Others might not fully grasp how powerful these soul skills were, but Feng Qingcang did.
As a Soul Douluo, he had personally witnessed the state Mu Hui entered when unleashing the Air Blade Multi-in-One and Cutting Wind Wheel. Only by experiencing it firsthand could one appreciate Mu Hui's genius.
Feng Qingcang was even certain: even without the extreme speed of Pidgeot, just these two techniques alone would allow Mu Hui to dominate other teams in the Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Competition.
Feng Qingcang had his first true realization during a battle against Dugu Bo.
At that time, thanks to his martial soul avatar, the cooldowns of all six of his soul skills vanished, and he was able to unleash wind blades without limit. The speed of superposition and the sheer force of the attack left him stunned. It was then that he understood:
What Mu Hui had given him through the Wind Beads wasn't just two powerful ten-thousand-year soul skills—it was two self-created skills that could reach the level of hundred-thousand-year soul techniques.
So long as their full potential was realized, these soul skills could rival even the highest-tier abilities. And now, Feng Qingcang had succeeded in doing just that.
Although still inferior to Mu Hui, after years of cultivation, Feng Qingcang had mastered the Air Blade Thirty-in-One.
Do not underestimate this.
Feng Qingcang's wind blade was his fifth soul skill and already immensely powerful. With the amplification from his martial soul avatar, its true strength now rivaled hundred-thousand-year soul skills.
This was the core of Feng Qingcang's confidence. Once he broke through to Titled Douluo, these two self-created soul skills would allow him to stand at the peak of the world.
After all, most Titled Douluo didn't possess hundred-thousand-year soul skills at all.
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On the other side, Mu Hui quickly arrived above Heaven Dou City's Notting region at Pidgeot's astonishing speed.
After scanning the area, he soon located Mo Hen using Pidgeot's spiritual vision and immediately descended.
Inside Mo Hen's courtyard.
"Xiaoning, were you good at home today?" Mo Hen asked warmly while holding a young boy.
The boy pouted slightly, "Mama wouldn't buy me anything!"
"That's because you always want too much."
At that moment, Li Ya walked out with a tired expression, took the child from Mo Hen's hands, and said, "You already have plenty of toys. Why do you need more?"
"That toy's different from the others…" the boy muttered, puffing his cheeks.
"Uncle, looks like you're living quite comfortably~"
Just then, Mu Hui entered through the gate and smiled at the two.
"Mu Hui? You're here?" Mo Hen's eyes lit up instantly. He stood up excitedly. "We haven't heard from you in more than two years. What have you been up to?"
"A lot has happened," Mu Hui said seriously, "but now's not the time to talk. I've come to take you with me."
"Huh? Take us?" Mo Hen scratched his head, confused. "Did something happen?"
Mu Hui nodded. "I've recently offended some dangerous people. I'm not worried for myself, but I'm afraid they might target you, so I want you to stay with one of my elders for now—to avoid any trouble."
Mo Hen's expression turned serious.
He understood that he had become a potential weakness. Mu Hui was now the rising hope of their family, and he must not be dragged down.
"I understand."
Without hesitation, Mo Hen turned to his wife. "Pack quickly. We're leaving immediately."
"Huh? What about school?" Li Ya blinked, startled by the sudden announcement.
"I'll find someone to take care of that," Mo Hen replied firmly. "Don't worry about it."
With the wealth Mu Hui had provided in gold soul coins, and the storage soul guide to manage their belongings, they quickly finished preparing and left Notting City with Mu Hui.
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The Flame Family was a first-rate noble family on the Douluo Continent. Though not on par with Spirit Hall's top sects or the upper three and lower four clans, they still boasted two Soul Douluo. Few dared provoke them.
But today, the family was in complete turmoil.
"What?! You're saying Elder Xie Erxun… has fallen?!"
The Flame Family's patriarch couldn't believe the report from his subordinate.
But the messenger solemnly confirmed it. "Yes, Patriarch. According to the clan's specialized soul master, Elder Xie Erxun did indeed die today."
Crash!
The tea bowl in the patriarch's hand shattered as he slammed it down in fury. Slumping back into his chair, he muttered, "Impossible… Elder Xie Erxun is a Soul Douluo! Who could possibly kill him?!"
After all, Xie Erxun was not only one of the family's only two Soul Douluo—he was also the one most likely to break through to Titled Douluo in the future.
Now that he was gone, not only were the family's hopes of producing a Titled Douluo shattered, but the clan's core strength had suffered a massive blow.
To make matters worse, their remaining Soul Douluo was elderly and nearing the end of his prime.
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