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Jiang Yuheng scratched his head awkwardly and said apologetically, "Sorry, Brother Bei. I already belong to a sect, so I can't help you."

Bei Bei waved his hand. "It's nothing. Honestly, I should've expected it. A Spirit Master as outstanding as you couldn't possibly have gone unnoticed."

Jiang Yuheng said, "Brother Bei, I just heard you mention that the Tang Sect is short on funds, right?"

Bei Bei nodded. "That's right. Little Brother Yuheng, from the sound of it, do you have a solution?"

Jiang Yuheng's eyes crinkled with a smile as he replied confidently, "Yes, I do have a way to help them resolve their current financial problems. With my method, I guarantee the Tang Sect will earn no less than one million Gold Soul Coins."

The moment Tang Ya heard that the profits would be no less than one million Gold Soul Coins, her eyes immediately lit up. Like a starving wolf that had suddenly spotted prey, she rushed over, grabbed Jiang Yuheng's arm, and said anxiously:

"What method? Little Brother Yuheng, please tell me! No matter what price you ask me to pay, I'm willing!"

Bei Bei also stepped in front of Jiang Yuheng, placed his left hand over his chest, and solemnly bowed to him. "I know what I'm about to say may be presumptuous, but our Tang Sect truly needs this money. As long as you're willing to tell us the method, no matter what you ask of us, we'll definitely do it!"

Unlike Tang Ya, Bei Bei was not impulsive. He had only made this decision after calm consideration.

It was simple. From the moment they had first met, Bei Bei had been carefully observing Jiang Yuheng.

He had discovered that not only was this little fellow exceptionally powerful, but he also left no loose ends in his work. The dozens of Wind Baboons that had died earlier all bore fatal wounds on their necks.

After all, if one or two wounds matched, that could be called a coincidence. But if every single one was identical, coincidence could no longer explain it.

And among the two younger brothers, only Little Brother Yuheng had displayed the most obvious flow of Soul Power. Clearly, this had been his handiwork.

Jiang Yuheng gave a soft snort inwardly. He knew Bei Bei's calm nature, so he had deliberately left those Spirit Masters behind for him to discover.

And now, he had been waiting for exactly those words.

Jiang Yuheng hurriedly helped the two of them up. "Sister Ya, Brother Bei, what are you doing? Since I brought it up, I obviously intend to help. There's no need to be so polite!"

"As for requests, I do have one small request. Don't worry, it definitely won't violate any principles!"

Upon hearing that, Tang Ya immediately asked, "Little Brother Yuheng, just say it already. Your Sister Ya is impatient!"

Jiang Yuheng did not stand on ceremony. "Sister Ya, I remember that the Tang Sect has one special admission slot every year that grants unconditional entry into Shrek Academy. I hope Sister Ya can give that slot to my brother, Huo Yuhao."

"Of course, the condition is that he'll only be using the slot. He won't be joining the Tang Sect."

"This..." Tang Ya hesitated. Mainly because no one had ever done this before. Borrowing an admission slot without joining the sect—no matter how she thought about it, it seemed wrong.

Fortunately, Bei Bei saw the pros and cons and immediately made his decision. "No problem. I'll accept on Xiaoya's behalf."

"Huh? Why did you suddenly agree? At least give me some time to think about it!" Tang Ya moved close to Bei Bei and asked in a low voice.

Bei Bei smiled and replied just as quietly, "Don't worry. Not only are we not losing out, we're getting a huge advantage from him."

Tang Ya was confused. "Why do you say that?"

Bei Bei patiently explained, "Think about it carefully. Our Tang Sect has this special admission slot every year, but one million Gold Soul Coins can solve our urgent problem right now. The slot comes around every year, but the money doesn't."

Simply put, Jiang Yuheng was spending one million Gold Soul Coins to buy this slot. It would not cause the Tang Sect any losses, while also promptly easing its financial crisis.

And Jiang Yuheng would get what he wanted as well. It was a win-win situation for both sides!

After Bei Bei explained it that way, Tang Ya immediately understood. "So that's how it is! Good thing I have you, Bei Bei, or I would've missed out."

"Silly girl, I'm the Tang Sect's Senior Brother. How could I let the Tang Sect suffer a loss? Do you really distrust me that much?" There was obvious grievance in Bei Bei's voice.

Tang Ya hooked her arm around his and said coquettishly, "Sorry, I was wrong. I'll make it up to you when we get back, okay?"

Bei Bei said indulgently, "All right, my Teacher Ya."

In response, Jiang Yuheng silently raised his middle finger in his heart.

Fuck!

At a time like this, they were still flaunting their affection in front of me? Fuck off!

Jiang Yuheng directly interrupted them. "Ahem, Teacher Ya, Brother Bei, could you put the lovey-dovey stuff on hold for a moment? Can we listen to my plan now?"

Hearing Jiang Yuheng's voice, the two finally snapped out of their intimate state and blushed in embarrassment.

Tang Ya composed herself before asking, "Little Brother Yuheng, what's your method?"

Jiang Yuheng directly took a design blueprint for a defensive Soul Tool from his Spatial Ring and handed it to Tang Ya.

"Sister Ya, just give this blueprint to the upper ranks of the Star Luo Empire. I guarantee that the price you receive will be no less than one million Gold Soul Coins."

Tang Ya took the blueprint and examined it carefully. She was not a Soul Engineer, so naturally she could not make sense of it.

However, Bei Bei, as the Tang Sect's Senior Brother, understood Soul Tool theory to some extent. "What an exquisite design blueprint. Even if this Soul Tool blueprint were placed in Shrek Academy, it would still be outstanding!"

He looked up at Jiang Yuheng in disbelief. He had heard from Soul Tool teachers that an incomparably exquisite blueprint could not be created without a Soul Engineer's Heart's Blood and cultivation.

"Little Brother Yuheng, you're a Soul Engineer, right?"

Upon hearing Bei Bei's words, Jiang Yuheng was visibly stunned this time. He knew Bei Bei was meticulous in his observations, but he had not expected him to be this perceptive. "That's right. I'm a Level 4 Soul Engineer."

"What?! A Level 4 Soul Engineer?!"

The instant his words fell, the shocked cries of Huo Yuhao, Tang Ya, and Bei Bei rang out in Jiang Yuheng's ears at the same time.

Fortunately, he had been prepared and promptly covered his ears, preventing his eardrums from rupturing.

It was no wonder they were so shocked. Throughout the Douluo Continent during the era of the Peerless Tang Sect, whether in the Sun Moon Empire or Shrek Academy, their histories had never produced a peerless genius who had reached Level 4 Soul Engineer at the mere age of twelve.

Put another way, it was like scoring 670 points on the college entrance exam while still in middle school. No matter where such an achievement was placed, it would be an unbelievable piece of news.

But it was the truth.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't look at me with such strange expressions. I only did something that ordinary people can't do." Jiang Yuheng waved his hand, his tone calm as though he were talking about something utterly insignificant.