Chapter 210

The fallen angel's words are often just poking her own lung, but it must be said that when there's something, she really steps up; this time the solution actually solves the problem.

Time flew by.

At this moment, a young man stood before Yang Yun, named Yang Wuji; hearing that name, Yang Yun recalled an old friend.

He unconsciously scanned Yang Wuji's attire—no suspenders, and his hair wasn't parted in the middle; it must just be a coincidence.

"Shark Uncle said you have quite a knack for those clever little tricks?" Yang Wuji gave a slight smile like a bashful otaku, completely clueless about worldly affairs.

"Sect Master, you overpraise me; I merely have some study of these little mechanical gadgets, just a bit of interest."

Yang Wuya said with a flat expression: "This kid took apart the Zhuge Divine Crossbow himself, then spent a few days reassembling it; saying that now is just being modest."

Hearing that, Yang Yun's eyes lit up.

Could he independently study the Zhuge Divine Crossbow and piece everything together in just a few days?

That is indeed quite talented.

You should know that in this world, people's brains have absolutely no aptitude for mechanics; their minds can be considered single‑track.

Thus, among those who appeared, Tang Chen, the creator of the secret art, and Feng Xiaotian, who invented his own soul skill, are rare individuals who possess both talent and intellect.

Of course, Feng Xiaotian is now in the sect; a few days ago he joined the inner hall and, relying on his Soul Saint cultivation, successfully confessed his love to Huo Wu; the couple are both shining brightly in the inner hall.

Under Feng Xiaotian's urging, the Divine Wind Academy established its Divine Wind branch, and the Heavenly Fire Academy likewise established its Heavenly Fire branch.

Heavenly Water Academy naturally enjoyed the convenience of the branch system early on; if it weren't for seeing Heavenly Water Academy's students join the Breaking Heaven Sect and pull far ahead, they would have fallen behind.

The Divine Wind and Heavenly Fire Academies wouldn't come running over just to join and set up branches so eagerly.

I've gone off track.

Yang Wuji scratched the back of his head, smiled, and said nothing.

At this moment, Yang Yun suddenly realized a problem: how could Yang Wuji, who looks so young, belong to the 'Wu' generation?

Yang Wuya beside him sighed and said: "His father had him late in life, so his generation is higher."

Yang Yun suddenly understood; no wonder Yang Wuya's expression looked so sour.

It turned out to be a generation issue, plus Yang Wuji's Soul Saint cultivation is really not impressive.

People of the same generation are already roughly Title Douluo, yet this kid is only a Soul Saint but shares the same generation.

It's a bit annoying, that's all.

Yang Yun smacked his lips and said: "Yang Wuji, I have an extremely urgent and secret task for you; but your strength is still too weak, you're not quite up to it."

"You should know the task I'm giving you is to go to another continent to study soul tools that are more exquisite and powerful than hidden weapons; with your cultivation you'd easily run into trouble there."

Yang Wuji's eyes lit up at hearing those novel terms—'more exquisite', 'greater power', and 'soul tool'.

Instantly his eyes shone as he looked at Yang Yun, and he raised a hand to promise: "Sect Master, my cultivation speed isn't slow; I'm just too absorbed in studying mechanical devices."

"I promise I will diligently cultivate and reach the Title Douluo realm as quickly as possible;"

He paused and asked: "Sect Master, could you take out the Violent Rain Pear Flower Needle so I can see it?"

After saying that, Yang Wuji shrank his neck a little, somewhat nervously.

After thinking it over, Yang Yun raised his brow and said: "After you become a Soul Douluo, come find me; if you reach Title Douluo, I can directly make higher‑grade hidden weapons for you to study—how about that?" Yang Wuji turned and ran, but halfway back he returned, saying: "Sect Master, I'll go back to cultivate now; I still have plenty of points, more than enough to sustain my training in the Refining Heart Tower until I reach Title Douluo."

"Sect Master, you must definitely leave me a set; I will certainly raise my strength as fast as possible; Sect Master, I take my leave."

Having said that, he dashed off.

Yang Wuya covered his forehead, looking troubled.

"Hiss!!!"

Yang Yun burst out laughing, teasing: "Shark Uncle, by generation shouldn't I call him 'Machine Uncle'? Hahaha.

"The Eight‑Spider Lance hasn't settled on a wielder yet; it seems we still need to find a younger child who loves combat. Shark Uncle, who among our recent generation do you think would be suitable?"

If I didn't already have the Fire Dragon Wings, I would have absorbed this Eight‑Spider Lance myself—just to keep it from going to someone else.

Shui Bing'er has the Ice Dragon Wings.

Lingling, the Life Goddess, wants to keep a pure life attribute; this thing would do her no good, only harm.

In the end, it seems only one person is suitable.

Zhu Zhuqing of the Agility System faces obstacles in mountainous terrain, and she hasn't yet broken through to Title Douluo.

Although she's close to breaking through to Title Douluo, can she still nurture this external soul bone?

"Old Man Destruction, does the God of Speed intend to pass on his position? As the Third Lady, I can't lack a divine post," Yang Yun thought to himself.

And he didn't actually go look for Destruction.

Such matters are better left for later; Zhu Zhuqing hasn't even broken through to Title Douluo yet—asking others for a divine position would just be making a fuss.

Moreover, the Netherworld Spirit Cat possesses a dark attribute; perhaps it could inherit the position of the Dark God? The God of Speed is only a second‑tier god, while the Dark God and Light God are first‑tier; having another first‑tier god in my forces would be excellent.

"Hiss! This Eight‑Spider Lance seems to match the Dark God quite well?" After thinking it over, Yang Yun still decided to give this thing to Zhu Zhuqing.

During this time I haven't gone to see her, nor have I tormented those two big white rabbits.

Zhu Zhuqing has been working hard lately, and I've seen it all; giving her this external soul bone can be seen as a kind of encouragement.

So she doesn't lose confidence and motivation.

"White Hunt!"

At the command, White Hunt arrived before Yang Yun in less than three breaths, awaiting orders.

Yang Yun took out the Eight‑Spider Lance soul bone and tossed it into White Hunt's hand: "This is a deadly poison; handle it with the Profound Jade Hand and don't touch it carelessly; this item is to be sent to the Zhu family of the Star Luo Empire for the future Third Lady, Zhu Zhuqing, as encouragement."

White Hunt was utterly shocked inside.

A soul bone that has been nurtured this well, this high‑quality, and they just give it away?

But these matters aren't something the Hall Master of the Feather‑Sharp Hall can interfere with.

Lowering his head, he held up the Profound Jade Hand respectfully and said: "Subordinate, I will not betray the Sect Master's trust; I will entrust this item to the future Third Lady's hands, from beginning to end."

The Zhu family of the Star Luo Empire is not far from the Breaking Heaven Sect.

But Zhu Zhuqing just had a pent-up anger in her heart, never having gone to Breaking Heaven Sect, nor actively sought out Yang Yun.

(End of chapter)