Douluo Continent: Dark Demon God Biao, inheriting the position of an evil god

Chapter 110 The Soul-Guided Grenade is finally unveiled, shocking Tang Ya!

"Phew, mission accomplished!"

Dai Yuntian breathed a sigh of relief and looked with satisfaction at the three palm-sized metal spheres, all bluish-gray in color and with fine engravings on their surfaces, placed side by side on the workbench.

Each one emanated a faint fluctuation of soul power, seemingly simple and unadorned, yet containing astonishing energy.

Wow! Is it finished? Let me see!

Tang Ya, who had been standing guard nearby, immediately came over excitedly, her big eyes filled with curiosity.

She carefully picked up one of the soul-guided grenades and examined it closely in her palm.

She looked at it from left to right, and then gently weighed it in her hand. A hint of doubt appeared on her face, and she put it back in its place with a touch of disappointment: "Yun Tian, ​​is what you made... really that amazing?"

"I feel like it looks ordinary, like a lump of iron."

Dai Yuntian's lips curled into a confident smile, then he kept everyone in suspense: "Don't judge a book by its cover. Guess what level this little thing is?"

Tang Ya tilted her head, bit her lip, and thought seriously for a while before saying uncertainly, "It's so small, and the materials used don't seem particularly precious... I guess it's at most a level one or level two soul tool?"

"No, this is at least a level four soul tool!"

Dai Yuntian shook his head; he was very confident in his skills.

"What?! Level 4?!"

Tang Ya's expression changed drastically, and she gasped in shock.

It should be noted that a level four soul tool is no longer considered a low-end soul tool; a level four soul tool shield can even withstand an attack from a Soul Emperor for a while.

You should know that any level 4 soul tool on the market starts at tens of thousands of gold soul coins!

"Yun Tian, ​​are you really not lying to me?"

"Such a tiny thing, a level four soul tool?"

Tang Ya still has an incredulous expression; it's simply unimaginable.

After all, this little thing only costs 50 gold soul coins to make, yet it has the level of a level four soul tool?

If this were sold, the era of the Soul Tool Revolution might be just around the corner!
Dai Yuntian looked at her adorably shocked expression, chuckled, and spoke with a calm yet confident tone:
"We'll find out whether it's a mule or a horse by taking it out for a test. We'll find a secluded spot later and let you see its power for yourself."

"My God! You...you're amazing!"

A tremendous surprise overwhelmed Tang Ya.

Overwhelmed with emotion, she didn't know how to express herself. In a moment of ecstasy, she lunged forward and hugged Dai Yuntian tightly, practically clinging to him, completely oblivious to the others around them.

"Our Tang Clan... truly has hope!"

This scene, along with Tang Ya's involuntary exclamation, naturally attracted the attention of Zhou Yi, He Caitou, and Huo Yuhao in another corner of the laboratory.

Zhou Yi looked over and, seeing that Tang Ya's palm held nothing more than a tiny trinket the size of a palm, scoffed, "Hmph, you've never seen anything like this! It's just a low-level, level one soul tool, at most level two, and you're making such a fuss about it?"

"As expected of an amateur, jumping around like that, what kind of behavior is that!"

He Caitou nodded in agreement.

He also strongly agreed with Zhou Yi's statement.

In his view, what a Soul Master needs most is a calm mindset and a rigorous attitude.

Such impetuousness makes it difficult to achieve great things.

Huo Yuhao, seeing Tang Ya embracing Dai Yuntian so intimately, was filled with jealousy.

In his view, all the misfortunes he encountered upon arriving at Shrek Academy were caused by Dai Yuntian.

Even his beloved Xiaoya was taken away by the other party.

Huo Yuhao swore in his heart that he would not be a man if he did not avenge this humiliation!

"Let's go test its power."

Dai Yuntian put away the soul-guided grenade and turned to walk towards the soul-guided training ground.

"Okay." Tang Ya quickly followed.

Zhou Yi, who had been watching this scene closely, finally revealed a triumphant smile: "Caitou, remember, don't embarrass your teacher."

"Teacher Zhou, don't worry. In the field of soul tools in the outer academy, Cai Tou and I have never been afraid of anyone!"

He Caitou patted his chest confidently and followed after them.

Zhou Yi turned to Huo Yuhao: "Yuhao, do you want to go take a look?" She had always thought highly of this disciple with a spiritual-type martial soul.

It wasn't just because he was Fan Yu's disciple; more importantly, he was the only student in this year's freshmen who was willing to obey him unconditionally.

"Teacher Zhou, let's forget about it."

Huo Yuhao refused with a somber expression.

He really didn't want to see the scene of Tang Ya being intimate with Dai Yuntian again.

This is worse than killing him!
Zhou Yi sighed and comforted him, "Yuhao, you have to pull yourself together. She's just a woman."

"I think Xiao Xiao from our class is quite pretty, isn't she?"

Huo Yuhao shook his head: "Teacher Zhou, this is different."

"Is that little girl from the Tang Clan really that captivating to you?"

Huo Yuhao remained silent, his eyes flickering with reminiscence.

For someone who has lived in darkness for a long time, the first ray of light is infinitely bright!

Tang Ya, as the first person to help him, naturally became the white moonlight in Huo Yuhao's life.

Zhou Yi thought about it and concluded that Huo Yuhao must have had too few female friends.

The freshman assessment is coming up soon, and if Huo Yuhao continues with this negative attitude...

The results will definitely not be ideal!
As Huo Yuhao's teacher's wife, Zhou Yi decided that she would have to think of a solution after returning home.

However, the most urgent task right now is to watch Dai Yuntian get tortured.

Zhou Yi grabbed Huo Yuhao's hand and followed him over there: "Yuhao, come with your teacher first, let's see how your senior brother Caitou will dampen Dai Yuntian's arrogance."

Little did they know, it was precisely this action that led to this outcome.

But this made Huo Yuhao feel uneasy. He glanced at Zhou Yi's full head of silver hair and aged face: "Strange, Teacher Zhou is clearly so old, why are her hands still so soft?"

What he found even more unbelievable was...

A faint fragrance emanated from Zhou Yi.

Is it body odor?
Huo Yuhao's cheeks flushed without him even realizing it.

……

Just as Dai Yuntian and Tang Ya arrived at the Soul Guidance Training Room, He Caitou caught up with them.

"Hey kid, wanna have a contest?"

In the Soul Guidance Academy, it's commonplace for students to compare and test their newly created soul tools.

However, in Tang Ya's view, this statement was a blatant provocation.

She immediately stepped forward, blocking Dai Yuntian's path, raised her beautiful eyebrows, and retorted without any politeness, "Who do you think you are? Why should we compare ourselves to you? This is ridiculous! Do we even know you?"

"..."

"I……"

He Caitou was speechless and blushed deeply after Tang Ya's barbed words.

He was never good with words, and now he was even more speechless. His dark face was tense, and with his buzz cut, he looked like a hard-boiled egg about to explode.

He was never good at socializing.

Looking at He Caitou's simple and aggrieved expression, and then at Tang Ya beside him who was like a protective mother hen, Dai Yuntian couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Tang Ya's lips are as sweet as honey!
Not only is his verbal criticism effective, but his speech about people is equally effective!

Just then, the bespectacled teacher in charge of guarding the training room came out of the room and scolded, "What are you all making such a racket about?"

"If you're so capable, come to the training room and see who makes the better soul tool. What's the point of just talking nonsense?"

Hearing this, He Caitou suddenly felt emboldened and gave Dai Yuntian a provocative look: "Brother, do you dare to come and have a match with me?"

A cold, confident smile curved Dai Yuntian's lips. He gently patted Tang Ya's hand to reassure her, his tone calm yet arrogant:
"Why don't you dare?"

What he carries in his mind is the five thousand years of Chinese wisdom on warfare and the history of weapon evolution from his previous life!

Even standing on the shoulders of such giants, one is still no match for the "native" soul masters of this world.

Dai Yuntian might as well just find a block of tofu and smash his head against it!
(End of this chapter)