Almost instinctively, Huo Yuhao asked, "Then what should we do? Can we think of any way to save her?"
"Little Yuhao, have you even been listening to what I'm saying!" Inside the Sea of Consciousness, Skydream held a giant hammer and slammed it ruthlessly onto Huo Yuhao's head.
"Ouch! That hurts!"
"The pride of the Snow Emperor is even greater than that of Di Tian. Getting her to accept help from a human... even if you are the Son of Destiny, she might not necessarily give you respect."
Then, Skydream thought for a moment and added, "But the Ice Emperor is still a possibility..."
Huo Yuhao rubbed his head and muttered, "Aren't you just saying the Ice Emperor is more afraid of dying..."
Perhaps in the near future, when the Snow Emperor leans head-over-heels into Huo Yuhao's arms, Skydream will deeply regret his words today...
"Let's not talk about that. When you reach Level 40, I'll take you to the Extreme North to help you obtain a soul ring for your second Martial Soul. As for your Spirit Eye Martial Soul... I remember there should be a type of soul beast in the Extreme North that is quite good at mental power. Let's see if we can turn that into a Soul Spirit too."
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Shrek Academy, Outer Court Soul Tool Department Research Lab.
Lan Xuanyu looked at the dizzying Level 2 soul tool core array in front of him, and his brain stalled.
Why are soul tools so hard...
There was no helping it; the Tang family had put all their talent points into blacksmithing. When it came to design, manufacturing, or engraving, they were completely clueless.
To put it simply, they had all the muscle and no brains; they couldn't understand blueprints at all. Their Tang family only knew the one technical skill: smithing.
In the era of him and Tang Wulin, the creation of Battle Armor required a small team working together. Every soul master needed a sub-profession, such as mecha design, cultivation, or forging.
But it just so happened that the soul tool masters of Huo Yuhao's era were all all-rounder monsters. They knew how to do everything—stamping, forging, and engraving arrays. If you only knew how to forge metal, you looked completely out of place.
He didn't know what kind of provocation Tang Ya had faced, but she insisted that all Tang Sect members must take soul tool electives and attend classes at least three days a week, or face severe punishment.
Initially, Lan Xuanyu was quite happy, thinking that Tang Ya had finally stepped up, but the result was that he had to learn how to manufacture soul tools along with her.
After nearly two months of testing, both his and Wang Dong's Level 1 Soul Tool Master certification exams were still failing. Bei Bei barely managed to pass Level 1, while Tang Ya was slightly better, finally reaching Level 2 under "lenient" testing conditions.
Lan Xuanyu cast a dejected glance at Wang Dong, whose brain was also stalled, and at Bei Bei and Tang Ya, who had already drifted off into space.
As expected, one really can't count on this bunch of losers to revive the Tang Sect.
Now, Lan Xuanyu somewhat regretted offending Huo Yuhao. He finally understood how important Huo Yuhao was to the Tang Sect.
Lan Xuanyu's face was covered in tears. What will the future of our Tang Sect even look like...
Thinking this, Lan Xuanyu turned his gaze toward the large, dark-skinned fellow who was focused on carving a core array.
Though he had a burly and sturdy build, his hand holding the carving knife was extremely steady. He was carving a Level 3 core array on a piece of blue Meteor Sea Copper with fluid grace.
That guy named He Caitou was actually a master at soul tools. But what method should be used to recruit him into the Tang Sect?
He had put in a lot of effort to remember that among the second generation of the Shrek Seven Monsters, there was also this guy named He Caitou. He heard that He Caitou had a very good relationship with Huo Yuhao and was a key mainstay for Huo Yuhao in reviving the Tang Sect, though he did not ascend to the God Realm.
It seemed this person also joined the Tang Sect because of Huo Yuhao... but speaking of which, where on earth did that guy Huo Yuhao go? Why hadn't he been seen for two whole months?
He had tried to ask the homeroom teacher, Zhang Lexuan, but she wouldn't tell him anything, which gave him a very bad feeling.
As someone who had "been there," Lan Xuanyu was once a handsome youth widely sought after at Shrek. The way Zhang Lexuan and Ma Xiaotao looked at Huo Yuhao definitely had something wrong with it.
Grandfather... what on earth are you doing? If you don't step in, the history of the Douluo Continent is going to become a mess!
Although Lan Xuanyu used to look down on Huo Yuhao as a mere "son-in-law" of the Tang family, he didn't have much contempt left now.
All he wanted now was for history to return to the right track; otherwise, he didn't dare imagine what would happen.
Finally, the agonizing soul tool class ended. His brain stuffed with knowledge, a dizzy Lan Xuanyu walked toward the cafeteria.
Finally, it was his favorite mealtime.
It was lucky that, thanks to his Rank 30 Soul Elder cultivation, Shrek Academy had given him the status of a core disciple. Otherwise, according to Shrek Academy's tradition, a student who lost their first battle should have been kicked out immediately.
Beside him, Wang Dong also looked like his brain had stalled. His pinkish-blue eyes held a kind of "pure stupidity" that had not been "polluted" by knowledge.
Wang Dong looked at the delicious food on the plate but had no appetite at all. He said weakly, "Xuanyu, can you really understand those soul tools?"
Lan Xuanyu shook his head. Nothing could stop him from eating, but he couldn't help muttering, "If only Xiuxiu were here... at least she knows mecha design. Our Tang Sect wouldn't be..."
Wang Dong froze and frowned. "Xiuxiu? Who is that?"
Lan Xuanyu was suddenly speechless. For some reason, he didn't really want Wang Dong to know about Xiuxiu.
"No, it's nothing. But there's no other way; if we want to revive my Tang Sect, someone must be proficient in soul tools."
Wang Dong scratched his short pinkish-blue hair irritably and muttered angrily, "Big Dad and Second Dad are really something! I was doing just fine as the Young Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect; why did they make me join this crappy Tang Sect! And they want me to work for its revival..."
Lan Xuanyu's mouth twitched speechlessly. In fact, this wasn't the first time he had heard Wang Dong complain like this.
One should know that originally, Wang Dong had a phobia of soul tools; even touching one slightly would make him feel nauseous. But after that time he fainted, for some unknown reason, he could finally use them.
But as for making him manufacture one... that would probably have to wait until his next life.
Just as Lan Xuanyu was about to continue eating, a tall, straight blue-black figure walked into the cafeteria. He went straight to the most expensive Window No. 1, took a large pile of food, walked to the side, pulled out his own table and chair, sat down, and prepared to eat.
Notably, a long black sword was hanging at his waist.
Lan Xuanyu blinked. He remembered that in the entire Outer Court, there was only one student who brought his own table and chair. That was...
Huo Yuhao!
"Yuhao, it's been a long time."
At that moment, a hearty voice rang out. The person walked straight toward Huo Yuhao and sat familiarly on one of the chairs Huo Yuhao had brought out.
Huo Yuhao smiled back. "It hasn't been that long, only two months. By the way, Big Brother He, you should have passed the Level 3 Soul Tool Master exam by now, right?"
He Caitou rubbed his bald head. "Haha, thanks to that carving technique you taught me before, I finally passed last week."
Then he pointed to the long sword at Huo Yuhao's waist. "By the way, why are you carrying a sword with you? It doesn't seem to be a soul tool. Are you planning to change classes and become a swordsman?"
Huo Yuhao shook his head and said frankly, "It's just a weapon for self-defense. Originally I wanted to carry it on my back, but I tried it and couldn't pull it out at all, so I hung it on my waist."