Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 679 The Space Elder (Daily Ten Thousand Words)

Suddenly, the woman sitting in the middle asked, "Third brother, what do you think of Hun Tiancan's situation?"

The man he called the third brother was an elderly man in his sixties with an incredibly robust build.

If Ma Xiaotao were here, she would be immediately surprised to discover that the other person was none other than Feng Ling, the vice leader of the Holy Spirit Cult and the spouse of Zhong Liwu.

The person referred to as the third elder is the Third Elder of the Holy Spirit Cult, the Nether Thunder Douluo who possesses the Nether Thunder Sword Martial Soul, and the only ninth-level Soul Master among the core members of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Ming Lei Douluo said in a deep voice, "Vice Sect Leader, that young man is not simple. Moreover, the old man in the space outside is also very satisfied with this kid's performance, and seems to be considering taking him as a disciple."

"The old man with the space?"

Feng Ling narrowed her eyes slightly. She naturally knew that the person the other party was referring to was none other than Diu Fantu, the Space King, whom the Holy Spirit Cult had tried to recruit multiple times but had failed to win over.

The Holy Spirit Cult has tried to win over the other party many times, but all attempts have failed. The other party has no interest in the Holy Spirit Cult's research areas. On the contrary, they are very interested in the "forbidden" soul tool being researched within the royal family of the Sun Moon Empire, and occasionally go there to assist them for free.

Even Master Kong in the capital city held this old man of space in high esteem.

The reason why the soul tool known as the "forbidden" was able to make such a breakthrough so quickly was largely due to the support of the unfathomable solid geometry theory of this old man of space.

One of them was responsible for the theoretical framework, and the other for the specific implementation; they were a perfect match.

If it weren't for Master Kong in the capital who angered this old man of space science with a single sentence: "Let's consider a function with sufficiently good properties that is globally analytic, does not diverge, and is not a constant, while also being applicable within a given model,"

The other party wouldn't be showing up at the Xishui Alliance's match to relax, and the Holy Spirit Cult wouldn't have a chance to win them over.

When Ming Lei Douluo thought of Master Kong's remarks, he almost burst out laughing. Master Kong's subtext was that he was going to start using operations such as differentiation, integration, summation, and taking limits at will, and reordering them at will.

It seems that the day when Lawson's Silver Moon Divine Light Shield will be unveiled is still some time away.

"To be valued by Diu Fantu, this kid from the Soul Palace is really impressive."

Feng Ling nodded, her expression serious.

Ming Lei Douluo said, "When he was making the soul tool, he was definitely multitasking. Don't be fooled by the fact that he only made one soul tool. In reality, the amount of work was at least equivalent to making ten level-six soul tools in five hours, and it would only be more difficult."

Upon hearing this, everyone present was shocked. Number 98 had already produced five level-six soul tools in five hours, which was already terrifying enough. This kid's workload was more than double that of Number 98.

"This child is bold yet meticulous. To be able to complete this under such high pressure, his temperament is definitely beyond that of an ordinary person."

"In terms of manufacturing difficulty alone, I think this soul tool is no less difficult to manufacture than some of the top-tier level seven soul tools."

"The other party not only has a thorough grasp of the theory of the densest space stacking, but also possesses profound knowledge of it."

"The core array and components we produced totaled over a hundred, yet not a single one required rework due to precision issues."

At this point, the Third Elder paused, looked again at the small red and white ball displayed on the weapon rack, and continued speaking after a couple of glances.

"I must say, this young man is an absolute genius. He has a unique and miraculous understanding of spatial soul tools, and his handling of many aspects is something that even I am somewhat ashamed of."

"If nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely grow into a level nine Soul Master in the future, and one of the top ones at that. His achievements will definitely surpass mine."

An elderly man sitting on the other side of Feng Ling smiled and said, "Is the third brother taking a liking to talent? In that case, after the competition, I'll have someone talk to him and see what he thinks."

The one who spoke was the Second Elder of the Holy Spirit Cult, known as Heavenly Centipede, Nangong Wan.

"No chance. This kid's skill with soul tools is so profound. He must have a master guiding him. It seems that the Soul Palace's foundation is even more terrifying than we imagined."

Nangong Wankai chimed in, "But speaking of which, Third Brother, do you think your two precious disciples can win this round?"

After a moment of contemplation, Ming Lei Douluo slowly said, "It's difficult. I'm not worried about Huang Zheng. He has a calm personality and acts steadily. His talent is a little lacking, but his opponents are much weaker than him."

"On the contrary, I see almost no chance of winning against this Soul Hall kid. Don't underestimate this soul tool."

At this moment, one of the referees on the referee's stand raised his hand and summoned the small red and white ball made by Huo Yuhao.

He infused his soul power and gently pressed the white button in the center of the ball. The palm-sized ball shrank again, becoming only half the size of a thumb.

"Look, this kid didn't say what his soul tool is called. He's testing the judges."

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the advanced technology that the Sun Moon Royal Family circulated a few years ago. I never expected that the Soul Palace would obtain it."

"You mean?"

Nangong Wan suddenly realized something.

Feng Ling said with amusement, "Compared to that, Second Elder, how did you fare in this competition?"

At the mention of this, Nangong Wan's facial muscles twitched visibly.

"According to the original plan, we were supposed to earn 33% more than planned, but in reality, we might have to swallow that 30% back in the final profits."

"What's the problem?"

"It's that kid in the audience."

Nangong Wan pointed, "We lost over a hundred million gold soul coins to this kid."

"This kid wins every single bet. From the first round of the qualifiers until now, he hasn't lost a single bet. If he weren't worried about us cheating him, this amount might not be 100 million, but 1 billion by now."

"In other words, although we've worked hard all this time and earned more than originally planned, almost all of the extra money was won by this kid, and we even had to pay out of pocket. Later, I used him as an example for promotion, and we managed to earn back a lot of what he had won from other sources, so we barely met our expectations."

Feng Ling shook her head. "Forget it, Gold Soul Coins are not very meaningful to us. The most important thing is to collect rare metals."

"Afterwards, we will intensify our efforts to control the rare metals that are in the hands of the authorities. At that time, you will also need to send more people to our side, as these are the core resources of our sect."

"Yes," Nangong Wan replied respectfully.

The conversation in the private room came to an end, and just then, on the competition stage, the soul tools of the six soul masters were all appraised.

(End of this chapter)