Douluo Continent: Huo Yuhao, the Thief of Heaven

"Did you make all of these?" Ning Zhiyuan asked with interest, fiddling with the thermite grenade in his hand.

Huo Yuhao sat nervously across from Ning Zhiyuan at his desk, nodding somewhat awkwardly.

Upon returning to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, Huo Yuhao was immediately pulled in front of Ning Zhiyuan, who promptly made him an thermite grenade.

Ning Zhiyuan was extremely interested in this exquisite and highly useful little thing. The key was that it didn't require much technology, the raw materials were cheap, and it could be mass-produced.

If this thing could be deployed among ordinary people, it would be possible to create an army with an average strength of at least a Great Soul Master in a short period of time, and that's assuming the minimum strength is minimized.

This is a large-scale Soul Master unit. Compared to ordinary people, Soul Masters make up a very small percentage of the total population of the continent, especially in an era where Soul Awakening costs money.

This means that a large number of ordinary people can be used to overwhelm a large number of low-level Soul Masters, and hostile Soul Master forces can be wiped out of their future.

"Yes, Sect Leader Ning, I made this thermite grenade." Benjamin insisted that he not reveal himself, so Huo Yuhao nervously kept it to himself.

Ning Zhiyuan's expression changed slightly, and he tapped the small object with interest, making it produce a metallic sound.

"Little friend, lying is not good. You must have a teacher, right? This must have been made by him." Ning Zhiyuan smiled at Huo Yuhao, trying to make his attitude as kind and approachable as possible.

Benjamin described Ning Zhiyuan as a cunning and shrewd fox.

However, Benjamin Sun was already prepared for Ning Zhiyuan's attitude.

"Back in the day, the Sea God Tang San could create hidden weapons and founded the Tang Sect. He established a complete system of hidden weapons at a young age. What I've done is simply adding my own ingenuity to the foundation of soul tools and hidden weapons. If Tang San could do it, why can't I?"

As soon as Huo Yuhao finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely unusual.

Ning Zhiyuan's handsome face, which usually maintained a kind expression, turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Sect Master Ning, did I say something wrong?" Huo Yuhao asked nervously when he saw Ning Zhiyuan's appearance.

Upon hearing Huo Yuhao's voice, Ning Zhiyuan immediately realized that he had lost his composure.

"Sorry, Uncle just remembered something unpleasant," Ning Zhiyuan said awkwardly, scratching his head.

It's no wonder Ning Zhiyuan reacted this way; Tang San is the PTSD of all the sect leaders of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School in the past ten thousand years.

The reason is that ten thousand years ago, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, as a loyal subject of the emperor, did not gain any benefits after defeating the Spirit Hall.

After defeating the Spirit Hall, the allied forces disbanded.

Yes, the coalition disbanded, and that was it.

For a long time, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School's territory was in ruins, and it took three thousand years for its foundation to recover to the level of the Spirit Hall era.

After the great war ended, in order to make way for the development of the Tang Sect, the sect had to be restricted and its development speed was further hampered by Tang San.

All of the Spirit Hall's legacy was divided up by Shrek Academy and Tang Sect. Despite consuming so much of it, Tang Sect still declined four thousand years ago.

Since then, Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of that generation, has been branded with shame within the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.

Aside from investment mistakes, another reason was that she had a very filial daughter.

Ning Rongrong not only failed to fight for the interests of her sect, but also helped the Tang Sect fight for its interests, and she didn't even leave behind the bloodline that carried the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

People who inherit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul are generally kind and intelligent, but Ning Rongrong is an exception among those who possess the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul.

In the end, only the sect changed its name; nothing else changed at all.

Ning Zhiyuan sat back in his chair and began to think things through.

It was also because of Tang San's incident that the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School developed a talent investment PTSD.

For ten thousand years, they did not invest heavily in any talent.

The Huo Yuhao before me, in terms of both talent and potential, seems to be another Tang San.

Should I gamble?

Should we bet he'll be the next Tang San?

"Little Yuhao, your uncle admires your talent." Ning Zhiyuan stroked his chin thoughtfully. "How about this, I'll give you access to a soul-guided laboratory. Heroes come from all walks of life, and age doesn't matter. If you can produce something that satisfies your uncle within six months, I'll decide to promote you."

Ning Zhiyuan took out a token from his soul tool and pushed it in front of Huo Yuhao.

The sign above reads "Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School's Third Underground Laboratory," clearly indicating that this is the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School's soul tool research institution.

Ning Zhiyuan was definitely going to take the gamble. He would help Huo Yuhao withstand the pressure so that he wouldn't have to wait for seniority to advance.

At present, the development of soul tools in Douluo Three Kingdoms has fallen far behind that of the Sun Moon Empire. It is necessary to produce a constructive genius to lead the way in order to have any chance of overtaking them.

Ning Zhiyuan saw that possibility in Huo Yuhao.

Even if Huo Yuhao fails, he is willing to take the fall for him and give him enough time to grow.

Because he sensed that the great struggle for power in the Douluo Continent was not far off.

He did not ask the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School to reach a higher level; he only hoped to preserve a faint glimmer of light for the school in this chaotic and perilous world.

"It won't take half a year." Huo Yuhao lowered his head and accepted the token.

Ning Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes. He sensed that Huo Yuhao's aura had changed, becoming more resolute and confident.

"Three months will be enough. I will definitely produce something that will satisfy you, Sect Master," Huo Yuhao said with a confident smile. In reality, he was now possessed by Benjamin Sun.

Seeing Huo Yuhao's confident demeanor, Ning Zhiyuan took back his words of criticism and smiled, saying, "Well then, good luck."

"Um."

"You just gave it to him like that? Do you know how many people never get the right to use a laboratory in their entire lives?" A clear, melodious female voice rang out.

A strange flame, as tall as a person, appeared beside Ning Zhiyuan, pulsating eerily.

Ning Zhiyuan, however, was not afraid. He reached into the flames and pulled out a slender waist that could be grasped in one hand.

The flame transformed into a beautiful silhouette; she was a lovely woman with a blush on her face.

This woman appeared to be around thirty years old, but judging from her terrifying cultivation level as a Title Douluo, she was definitely not a normal thirty-year-old woman.

If Wu Feng were also present, Huo Yuhao would be able to tell that this beautiful young woman's appearance bears some resemblance to Wu Feng.

She was indeed Ning Tian's maternal aunt in the Wufeng clan, Ning Tian's biological mother, and Ning Zhiyuan's teacher.

Ning Zhiyuan pulled her into his arms and made her sit on his lap.

"I can sense that this child is qualified. You have to trust the intuition of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul inheritor," Ning Zhiyuan whispered to her tenderly.

Faced with Ning Zhiyuan's refined yet depraved face, even the ageless Grandma with her title revealed a girlish shyness.

"Pah, that's how you coaxed me back then, shameless."

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