Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Master Ball, Beauty, Please Stay!

She held a notebook in one hand and made a grasping motion with the other, as if grabbing the iron ingot in mid-air.

Swish swish!

Tianmeng traced golden lines in the air with her fingertips, which intertwined and gradually formed a mysterious pattern.

Soon, an array of patterns entirely made of light floated in mid-air.

"fall!"

Tianmengjiao shouted.

The array of light in mid-air covered the iron blank on the other side, and in an instant, it shone with golden light, illuminating half of the room.

When the golden light faded, a brand-new dagger appeared before the two of them, covered with golden patterns and gleaming with a cold light.

"It's done!"

Tianmeng reached out and grabbed the soul-guided dagger in her hand, a smug smile appearing on her pretty face.

"I'll call you—Butterfly Dagger!"

She looked at the dagger in her hand; the hilt's guard spread out from both sides, resembling the wings of a butterfly in flight.

A level one soul tool, the butterfly dagger.

Chapter 89 Tang Wutong: Jiang Yi is the Star of my Tang Clan!

"???"

Jiang Yi's forehead creased with annoyance.

Butterfly dagger? What kind of weird name is that?

Although he likes to drink soy milk with three spoonfuls of sugar and likes little rabbits, it's purely out of reverence for the Sea God.

"How is it, Jiang Yi? Isn't my butterfly dagger pretty?"

Tianmeng turned to look at him, channeling her soul power into the dagger, and a dazzling, multicolored halo immediately bloomed.

In a daze, the dagger flew about, as if it had truly transformed into an elegant butterfly, dancing gracefully in the air.

Mental strength is mental strength.

What Tianmeng carved into this dagger was not a pattern for transmitting soul power, but a pattern for spiritual power.

By activating the dagger, an illusion will be created, causing the enemy to have hallucinations.

"How did you do that?"

Jiang Yi grabbed Tianmeng with one hand and asked with some curiosity.

He wasn't asking about the butterfly dagger, but rather how the array pattern inscription had been engraved—the entire process was done without using a carving knife or even touching the metal surface.

"Hehe, you idiot, since you can use a knife to engrave array patterns, why can't I use photolithography?"

Tianmeng stretched out her finger and gently stroked Jiang Yi's face. A faint golden light shimmered at her fingertip, and a burning, stinging sensation came from her cheek.

Her spiritual power, comparable to that of a god, was enough for her to control light and perfectly imprint patterns on metal surfaces.

This is much better than using your hands.

"so it is……"

Jiang Yi seemed to be deep in thought, then grabbed Tianmeng's hand, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her on the cheek with a smile.

"So if you have the array diagram, you can create the corresponding soul tool? And instantly become an eighth-level soul tool master?"

Given Tianmeng's mental strength, even if it were imprinted with the array patterns of an eighth-level soul tool, it probably wouldn't even break a sweat.

Wow, Tianmeng Sauce is amazing!

"You're dreaming! I can only replicate, but high-level soul tools require different array patterns depending on the metal material..."

Tianmeng rolled her eyes at him.

It's not that easy. The difficulty with soul tools isn't inscribing the array patterns, but understanding their purpose.

"That's alright, I believe in Sister Tianmeng, you can definitely do it!"

Jiang Yi kissed her again, his tone full of genuine affection.

"No, I'm afraid I won't make it anytime soon. There can't be twenty-four hours in a day, can there?"

Tianmeng sighed and started counting on her fingers.

On this day, she not only had to learn Tang Clan hidden weapons, but also soul tools, and often had to satisfy her master's physical needs.

Oh, lust has led me astray!

Should we skip learning Tang Sect hidden weapons? Or perhaps we can learn soul tools later?

"Actually, it's not impossible."

Jiang Yi blinked, and a brilliant idea popped into his head.

“Tianmeng, you can create an illusion for yourself and speed up the flow of time by three times.”

"Although most of the things in the illusion are fake, the knowledge you learned about soul tools is real!"

"Don't you have thirty-six hours in a day? Spend two days learning the theory of soul tools, half a day learning Tang Clan hidden weapons, and you still have a full six hours to play."

Jiang Yi felt that he was a genius, a master of time management.

"..."

Tianmeng tilted her head and looked at him with some suspicion.

"Won't you be a little tired?"

Although it sounded like there was no problem, she still felt something was off and wanted to pick up a sickle and a red flag.

Jiang Yi blinked, pretending not to hear, lowered his head, and gently stroked Da Tianmeng's delicate face with his fingertips.

"Sister Tianmeng, you are so beautiful."

As he spoke, he casually tossed away the butterfly dagger that was in Tianmeng's hand, bent down, and prepared to examine her butterfly dagger.

Tianmeng: Cough cough cough~

……

Under Jiang Yi's patient guidance, Sister Tianmeng directly entered the Daoist realm and decided to speed things up tenfold.

The days that followed gradually settled into a routine, while Shrek's academic affairs office quietly began to get busy.

In a while, the All-China Higher Education Institutions Fighting Spirit Competition will be held, and the School of Foreign Languages ​​should start selecting reserve team members.

The bell had just rung in Class 1.

The trainees left in a chaotic manner. Dai Huabin got up to leave, but was blocked by someone the next moment.

"stop!"

Tang Wutong stood with one hand on her hip and one foot across the door frame, blocking Dai Huabin's path with a menacing look.

How dare you bully Yu Tong?

If Xiao Xiao hadn't told her, she wouldn't have known about the conflict between Dai Huabin and Huo Yutong a while ago.

"Get out of my way! I don't want to fight."

Dai Huabin glanced at the three of them, his face darkening. He felt a sharp pain in his groin when he saw Huo Yutong.

Although the Shrek Academy professors performed a miraculous cure, he only managed to save one testicle, a truly humiliating disgrace.

He had intended to have his elder brother, Dai Yaoheng, step forward, but instead he was reprimanded.

Right now, he's very angry!

But he had no choice but to obey Dai Yaoheng's orders and endure it, since his elder brother was the heir to the White Tiger Duke's mansion.

"Hua Bin!"

Zhu Lu quickly walked over and stood behind Dai Huabin, but Dai Huabin didn't even glance at her.

"..."

Zhu Lu's eyes dimmed. Ever since the last freshman assessment, no matter how hard the two tried, they could no longer use their Martial Soul Fusion Technique.

Having lost that bond, the two people who were originally brought together by a family marriage seem to be growing further and further apart.

"I told you to get out of my way!"

Dai Huabin said coldly.

"No way! Let's fight!"

Tang Wutong snorted coldly in return. Now that she was also a member of the Third Ring Road, she wasn't afraid of anyone except Jiang Yi.

I, I, I, you dog-footed emperor!

"..."

Dai Huabin's face turned bright red, and he was panting heavily. Three soul rings rose from the soles of his feet, and he was about to make a move.

Just then, two figures appeared.

"Fighting is not allowed in the classroom."

Ning Tian walked in from outside with Wu Feng, smiling as he looked at the group of people who were on the verge of exchanging blows.

"You're so annoying—!"

Tang Wutong pursed her lips, but still put her feet down. On the other side, Dai Huabin also silently put away his martial spirit.

Everyone in the class knows that Ning Tian is Jiang Yi's number one henchman.

Ning Tian glanced at Tang Wutong, ignoring her words, and spoke softly to the people present.

"Teacher Mulan just instructed me to inform you that the core disciples should immediately assemble at the Soul Battle Zone. Let's go!"

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the Soul Fighting Zone, followed by Wu Feng. Her back view exuded a composure she had never shown before.

By the grace of my ancestors, I am the rightful wife!

"What a load of rubbish!"

Tang Wutong looked at Ning Tian's back and made a funny face.

Your Jiang Yi is very smooth, do you know that? I've already kissed him, and I, the leader of the Tang Clan, have even slept with him.

Waaaaah, if someone finds out, they won't be angry and crying, right?

"Let's go to the Soul Fighting Zone!"

……

When they arrived at the outer courtyard, they discovered that not only they, but all the core disciples of the outer courtyard had come.

"Yutong, Wutong—over here."

Not far away, Tang Ya waved to Tang Wutong and the others. Next to her was Jiang Nannan, who had just returned from hunting for soul rings.

However, before the group could gather together to catch up, the ground beneath their feet suddenly trembled violently, and the earth shook violently.

"Holy crap—what's going on? An earthquake?"

Amid the students' gasps, cracks appeared in the ground, and stone walls rose up, revealing the sinister undercurrents.

In the blink of an eye, the entire arena transformed into a maze made of stone walls, with winding passages and crisscrossing paths.

Just then, a powerful voice descended from the sky, echoing in every corner of the labyrinth.

"The selection process for the outer academy begins. Don't worry about what's being selected. The six finalists will receive the academy's mysterious grand prize—"

Xuanzi sat on a stone pillar in the center of the maze, looking down at the students who were in a mess below, and took a bite of chicken leg with a smile on his face.

Beside him, Jiang Yi was helplessly grilling chicken legs, turning the skewers as he tentatively asked.

"Senior Brother Xuanzi, I am also a student of the outer academy. Shouldn't I go down now?"

He had just arrived at the Soul Fighting Zone when Xuanzi captured him. To be honest, Jiang Yi never uses back channels.

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

Xuanzi glanced at him, with an expression that said, "I've seen right through you."