Chapter 75 Flying Soul Guidance Device.
Flying Soul Tool The flying soul tool of the Star Luo Empire was indeed quite cumbersome. The main body was a large iron box, one meter long, half a meter wide, and a foot thick. Folding wings were attached to both sides, extending to over four meters when unfolded. This ensured sufficient buoyancy in the air.
The inner court disciples were not using flying soul tools for the first time, and Dai Yueheng patiently explained its usage to the outer court disciples.
The most important step in using this flying soul tool was takeoff, which involved injecting soul power into the tool and propelling it towards the ground. Once the body was in the air, the wings were unfolded. Using the buoyancy of the airflow, they only needed to use the soul tool to convert the downward thrust into a horizontal thrust to accelerate in the air.
However, controlling it was still somewhat difficult. Without soul power of level forty or above, the soul tool could not propel the soul master to a sufficient height, rendering it unusable.
After a period of practice, Wu Xuan and the others quickly mastered flight. Xiao Xiao and the others, lacking sufficient cultivation, still had to rely on Ma Xiaotao and the others to carry them.
"Wu Xuan, I never imagined you humans had such methods. This device is practically giving you human soul masters wings!" Ice Emperor exclaimed in surprise.
"Indeed!" Wu Xuan nodded inwardly, for the first time showing interest in the soul tools of this world.
He had originally thought that the so-called soul tools of this world couldn't compare to the technology of his previous life, but now it seemed they were on completely different levels.
"Humans can rule the continent, not us soul beasts, mainly because of our creativity!" Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, having also woken up, looked at the soul tool on Wu Xuan's back and couldn't help but sigh.
Ice Emperor said somewhat forlornly, "Human life is indeed much richer and more colorful than ours. Although I've lived for nearly four hundred thousand years, in my memory, it seems there's only ice and snow."
Wu Xuan smiled. "Isn't it different now? Following me, you might even see higher views in the future."
"Hehe~ That's true, I'm really looking forward to the future." Ice Emperor smiled with relief.
With the flying soul tool, the group's speed increased, but reaching their destination before nightfall was still unrealistic. Ultimately, Elder Xuan led them at breakneck speed. Finally, they arrived at their destination near midnight: the western border of the Star Luo Empire.
Night had fallen; the stars and moon were nowhere to be seen in the desolate wilderness. It was the darkest hour of the night, and soon, as the sun rose in the east, a new day would begin.
Suddenly, a white light streaked across the sky, leaving a dazzling trail that seemed to cleave the entire heavens.
The light abruptly expanded, like a giant platform rapidly unfolding, tens of meters in diameter. One could see black figures being caught by the platform and slowly falling to the ground.
"Ugh..."
"Ugh—"
The sounds of retching rose and fell. The white light receded, and a dozen figures slumped to the ground, some crouching, others leaning against tree trunks. At least half of them were vomiting.
Elder Xuan's speed was too fast, and the powerful wind pressure was too much for most people to handle. Even the two Soul Emperors, Ma Xiaotao and Dai Yueheng, were blown pale and disoriented.
Of course, Wu Xuan, who possessed the ultimate wind, was not greatly affected.
"Little Dai!" Elder Xuan called out lazily.
Dai Yueheng's facial muscles twitched violently, but he still obediently walked over. He respectfully greeted, "Elder Xuan."
Hearing Elder Xuan's address to Dai Yueheng, Wu Xuan almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Elder Xuan said, "I made quite a commotion when I came down just now, which should have alerted the military. I'm leaving it to you to handle."
After saying that, Elder Xuan's figure flashed and disappeared.
"Yes!"
Sure enough, not long after, in the distance, streaks of light descended from the sky, accurately landing in their direction.
Dai Yueheng raised his hand and threw a punch into the air. Instantly, a ball of white light exploded three meters above his head, spreading out a white halo.
The figures descending from the sky quickly pinpointed their location, and soon a squad of thirty warriors, all clad in tight-fitting black leather armor, descended from the heavens.
Their flying soul tools appeared to be of even higher quality than those borrowed by Dai Yueheng.
As they landed, they swiftly formed a circle, surrounding the group.
The leader was a stern-faced old man.
"Who are you? What is your purpose in approaching our army using flying soul tools?" As he spoke, the old man and his companions released their martial souls.
Instantly, dazzling soul ring light illuminated a large area of open ground. The old man at the head was clearly a seven-ring Soul Saint level expert.
Most of his comrades were also Soul Masters, with a few Soul Kings among them.
Under the illumination of their soul rings, a white tiger head pattern appeared on their chests, clearly indicating they were soldiers under the White Tiger Duke's command.
"Elder Du, don't you recognize me?" Dai Yueheng greeted him with a smile.
The old man paused, then looked closely by the light of the spirit rings. His face instantly lit up with surprise. "Ah! It's Young Master! Young Master, what brings you here? These are…"
Dai Yueheng smiled slightly and said, "These are my classmates from Shrek Academy. My father and I have already exchanged letters. Is Father here?"
The old man raised his hand, and the others also put away their spirit rings. "I see. The Marshal is in the military camp. He must be up for his morning exercises by now. I'll take Young Master and your classmates to see him."
Dai Yueheng looked back at Xu Sanshi and the others who were still lying on the ground, unable to get up. The others, who were in slightly better condition, were also pale and weak-kneed, supporting each other.
Dai Yueheng said with a wry smile, "Look at us, can we leave right away? Let's rest for a while first, and then we'll go see Father."
The old man glanced at the disheveled group and said, "Very well, I'll send someone back to report first." With that, he summoned a subordinate Soul King, gave him a few instructions, and the Soul King immediately took to the air, using a flying soul tool to return to the military camp to report.
After resting for a while, the group finally recovered. Although their faces were still pale, they finally had the strength to move.
By this time, it was already bright daylight, and the rising sun was shining down on everyone, casting a soft golden glow upon them.
In the distance, large swathes of military camps began to appear in their sight. These camps were all built against the mountains, some even situated on the Mingdou Mountain Range itself.
Describing this place as just military camps was somewhat inaccurate, because on the western side of the camps, the undulating walls were over thirty meters high, and in some places nearly fifty meters wide.
Although it was only early morning, a continuous stream of carts could already be seen transporting stones from the mountains.
Led by the old man, the group entered the tent and saw a tall man practicing boxing. His movements were simple and concise, yet each punch produced a muffled blast of air.
The man's blond hair flowed in the air, and he was shirtless, revealing a muscular, bronze physique. He was probably close to two meters tall. From the side, his chiseled face was incredibly resolute.
As if sensing their arrival, the man slowly withdrew his fist, exhaled a long breath, and a roar like a tiger's roar erupted. Instantly, a fierce wind swept through the area within hundreds of meters of the large leather tent. It truly was as if a ferocious tiger had descended.
The old man led the group to the man and bowed slightly, saying, "Marshal, the young master and the Shrek Academy people have arrived."
The tall man had turned around, revealing his full appearance. He looked to be no more than thirty years old, with regular features and deep-set eyes. He smiled and nodded, greeting the Shrek Academy people.
Dai Yueheng strode forward, knelt on one knee before the man, and respectfully said, "Father."
"Hmm," Dai Hao responded, nodding to signal Dai Yueheng to rise. After rising, Dai Yueheng whispered a few words in Dai Hao's ear.
Huo Yuhao, standing to the side, trembled uncontrollably, but no one noticed him under Wang Dong's cover.
Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger strode over, a smile on his face, "Welcome Teacher Wang Yan and all the outstanding students of Shrek Academy."
"Greetings, Your Grace." Led by Wang Yan, the inner court disciples went first, followed by the outer court disciples, and everyone bowed to Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger.
Duke Baihu shook hands with Wang Yan and invited, "Please come in, everyone. Let me, your humble servant, extend my hospitality." Wang Yan smiled slightly and said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Your Grace, there's no need for such formalities. We're here on a mission. All you need is for me to provide us with sufficient clues. You're very busy, so we won't disturb you any longer."
Duke Baihu indeed didn't stand on ceremony and nodded with a smile, "In that case, Elder Du, you'll be in charge of receiving these distinguished guests."
Dai Hao instructed the old man who had brought them there and then turned and left the main tent.
Elder Du first led everyone to another tent to rest, and then went to collect the intelligence and information they needed.
Wang Yan clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention and then said, "Everyone, rest for a few hours first, and then we'll head to the Mingdou Mountains. I believe the intelligence will arrive by then."
Everyone was indeed very tired, so they didn't say much and sat cross-legged to meditate.
However, Dai Yueheng, Ma Xiaotao, and Wu Xuan were not so tired and instead chatted enthusiastically.
"Dai Yueheng, your dad's pretty handsome, he must be very popular with women!" Ma Xiaotao said with a hint of interest.
"Of course, my father is a household name in the Star Luo Empire." Dai Yueheng puffed out his chest as he spoke, always proud to be the son of Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger.
"So popular, how many wives did your dad marry?" Wu Xuan asked, raising an eyebrow.
Dai Yueheng was taken aback, his eyes suddenly turning strange. "Only my mother. In our generation, there's only my brother Hua Bin and me. My father is very disciplined when it comes to women. Although he's the dream lover of countless women, he was deeply devoted to my mother, a lifelong monogamous relationship."
"A lifelong monogamous relationship, I really admire your dad, I certainly couldn't do that." Wu Xuan shook his head and chuckled.
Ma Xiaotao, who had been nodding frequently, looked at Wu Xuan with surprise upon hearing his last sentence, her pale pink eyes flashing with a strange light.
"Bah! Huge carrot!" Wang Dong snorted with a dissatisfied look.
"Looking for a beating! I'm sitting upright, bragging in front of the seniors is getting in your way? And you have the nerve to accuse me of how many girls you've hooked up with in the academy." Wu Xuan sneered.
"You! Me!" Wang Dong stared at Wu Xuan with an aggrieved expression, as if he was making an invisible accusation.
"You are you! I am me! Do you think you want to say that you are a girl?" Wu Xuan said with a sigh on his face.
"Yu Hao! Look at him." Wang Dong pointed at Wu Xuan angrily, his fingers trembling.
Seeing that Huo Yuhao was motionless, Wang Dong lowered his head and looked at Huo Yuhao, who was sitting cross-legged.
At this time, Huo Yuhao clenched his fists tightly, and his nails were embedded in his palms without knowing it. His clenched teeth were filled with a sweet smell without realizing it, and he couldn't help roaring in his heart: There are two people and one wife in my life, so my mother, my mother is nothing!
Seeing Huo Yuhao's unusual state, Wang Dong didn't dare to argue with Wu Xuan anymore and quickly sat down beside Huo Yuhao to comfort him.
Wu Xuan ignored Wang Dong and continued chatting with Ma Xiaotao and Dai Yueheng.
Time passed quickly, and the three hours of meditation swept away everyone's fatigue. It was already past noon, and after eating the lunch prepared by Elder Du, Elder Du handed over all the intelligence gathered by the Central Army.
Time was tight; they still had to participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Battle Tournament. After confirming the intelligence and obtaining the map, everyone immediately set off.
First, they used their flying soul tools, guided by the White Tiger Guards, to fly to the entrance to the mountain indicated in the intelligence, and then unloaded the flying soul tools, entering the Mingdou Mountain Range using the map provided by the military.
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