Douluo: Huo Yuhao's Double Transmigration to Peerless Dragon King
Chapter 342

Ten Thousand Years Ago Spirit Pagoda's Invitation

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Shrek Academy, Sea God Pavilion.

The Sea God Pavilion Meeting was suddenly convened once again. Mu En sat in the main seat at the end of the long table, his old and withered body deeply slumped in the high-backed chair, his wrinkled face revealing no expression.

Apart from Yan Shaozhe, who was ordered to remain on Sea God Island for self-reflection, all the Elder of the Sea God Pavilion were present today, without exception.

Mu En's gaze swept over the crowd, finally settling on Qian Duoduo.

"Duoduo, your Soul Guidance Department and the Spirit Hall have been cooperating closely for the past six months. Do you know what this ' Spirit Soul ' is?"

The reason this Sea God Pavilion Meeting was convened so urgently was because an invitation had been received from the Spirit Pagoda.

The invitation clearly stated that the Spirit Pagoda would officially open in seven days, at which time it would showcase to the world a groundbreaking innovation that would completely change the existing Soul Master system: the Spirit Soul!

When Huo Yuhao left Shrek Academy, he said that he wanted to build his own power.

Today, Spirit Hall is thriving in the Star Luo Empire, and its Soul Tool are already rivaling those of the Mingde Hall in the Sun Moon Empire on the auction market.

The Spirit Pagoda and the Spirit Hall, judging from their names alone, must have originated from the same source.

As instructed by Mu En, Shrek Academy's Soul Guidance Department has established a formal cooperative relationship with Huo Yuhao's Spirit Hall.

Qian Duoduo was the one who spearheaded this collaboration, so Mu En naturally wanted to ask the dean of the Soul Guidance Department if he knew anything inside information.

Upon hearing this, Qian Duoduo replied, "Mu En, as soon as I received the invitation, I immediately sent people to inquire. The Spirit Hall only said that Huo Yuhao had indeed started preparing to build the Spirit Pagoda a long time ago, but they had no idea what Spirit Soul actually was."

As soon as Qian Duoduo finished speaking, an elderly man with white hair and beard on the other side of the long table frowned slightly.

His tone carried a hint of disbelief and skepticism. "Mu En, aren't the words in the invitation a bit exaggerated?"

"What 'changing the existing Soul Master system'? What 'epoch-making innovation'? Huo Yuhao, a fifteen-year-old boy, isn't that a bit too much to ask?"

Mu En glanced at the Elder and said calmly, "Age has never meant anything. Have you all forgotten the miracles this young man created at the academy? Each one far exceeded your imagination."

Upon hearing this, all the Elder present fell silent, their faces showing thoughtful expressions.

Yes, the mark that boy left on the Shrek Academy in just a few short years was truly profound.

Seeing everyone deep in thought, Mu En slowly added, "And don't forget, Yuhao isn't alone."

Almost simultaneously, the image of that aloof and stunningly beautiful figure appeared in the minds of all the Elder, almost uncontrollably.

They would never forget the sight of two phoenixes soaring through the sky, after all, that was a Limit Douluo.

Seeing that no one had any further questions, Mu En spoke again, making a definitive statement. "I know Yuhao well. He is always prudent in his actions and would never speak carelessly."

"Since the invitation dares to say it like that, it means he is indeed quite confident. This opening of the Spirit Pagoda may really involve a major reform of the Soul Master system. Our Shrek Academy cannot be absent, otherwise we will definitely regret it in the future."

His gaze slowly swept across both sides of the long table, finally settling on Cai Mei'er: "Mei'er, you are the dean of the Martial Soul Department, so this time you should go and see for yourself what this Spirit Soul really is."

Cai Mei'er nodded slightly and replied solemnly, "Yes, Mu En."

Sun Moon Empire, Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy, Dean's Office.

Jing Hongchen sat behind the large mahogany desk, a rare, lingering solemnity on his round, shrewd face. His fingers unconsciously tapped lightly on the desk, producing a dull, rhythmic sound.

Sitting opposite him was a burly, rugged-looking old man.

He had broad shoulders and a thick back, and although his hair and beard were all white, he was still very energetic. When he sat down in the chair, he was like an unshakeable iron tower.

This person Ma Zhong, Elder of the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy, and also a Level-nine Soul Engineer.

After a long silence, Jing Hongchen finally sighed and said, "Old Ma, I'm afraid we'll have to trouble you to make the trip yourself this time."

Seeing Jing Hongchen's unusually serious expression, Ma Zhong's rugged brows furrowed, and he replied in a booming voice, "Dean, we've never had any dealings with Three Original Douluo Kingdoms. We've never even heard of this Spirit Pagoda before. Is it some new force that's popped up out of nowhere, and is it really worth me making a trip to the Star Luo Empire in person?"

Jing Hongchen sighed softly, not directly answering Ma Zhong's question, but changing the subject instead. "That so-called Spirit Soul, I don't really care about it. We're playing with Soul Tool, but..."

He paused mid-sentence, then lightly flicked his right hand across the table, and a small, exquisite Soul Tool Ray Gun appeared out of thin air in his palm.

He casually tossed the ray gun across to the other side.

Ma Zhong subconsciously reached out and caught it. His first impression was that it was light, so light that it didn't seem like Soul Tool of this size should have such a weight.

He examined the ray gun carefully, turning it over and over, his initial indifference gradually replaced by a look of caution.

As Level-nine Soul Engineer, his eyesight was incredibly sharp. Almost immediately upon acquiring it, he determined that it was a low-level Soul Tool, at most level four, but its craftsmanship was exceptional.

Ma Zhong looked up at Jing Hongchen, his eyes full of confusion, not understanding why the dean had suddenly given him a low-level Soul Tool.

Jing Hongchen met his puzzled gaze and uttered two words expressionlessly. "Try it."

Upon hearing this, Ma Zhong's gaze returned to the small Soul Tool Ray Gun in his hand.

Since it was Jing Hongchen who asked him to try, he didn't waste any more words. He immediately gripped the gun with one hand and pointed the muzzle at the ground in the distance from the office.

However, as soon as the Soul Power was injected, Ma Zhong's rugged eyebrows suddenly twitched upwards.

Too fast! The charging speed of this Soul Tool Ray Gun far exceeded his expectations.

He suppressed the tremor in his heart and steadily pulled the trigger.

A faint, thin, almost invisible blue ray shot out silently from the muzzle of the gun, without an explosion, a flash, or a deafening roar.

There wasn't even the slightest recoil; it was so quiet it was as if the shot hadn't been fired at all.

However, when Ma Zhong's gaze fell on where the gun was pointed, his pupils suddenly contracted.

A tiny hole, as fine as a pinhole, had appeared on the expensive deep red carpet covering the office floor.

The next moment, the small hole began to expand outward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It wasn't just ordinary burning and spreading; rather, the carpet's structure itself was being quietly broken down by an invisible force.

Soon the small hole in the carpet grew to the size of a fist, revealing the wooden floor underneath, which then began to disappear under the erosion of that invisible force.

Next is the soundproofing layer beneath the wooden floor, followed by the stone floor slab beneath the soundproofing layer.

All these layers of building materials silently decomposed and dissipated under the influence of that residual blue energy.

Ma Zhong, who had been calm, finally showed a change in expression on his rugged face.

As a Level-nine Soul Engineer, he determined that this was a Level 3 Decomposition Ray Gun as soon as he sensed the fluctuations of the Soul Guidance Array while injecting Soul Power.

But the power displayed by that shot just now is probably approaching the level of a level 5 Soul Tool.

A Level 3 Soul Tool unleashed the power of a level-five Soul Tool. As a Level-nine Soul Engineer, he understood better than anyone what this meant.

Ma Zhong suddenly turned his head to look at Jing Hongchen, his eyes filled with undisguised shock and disbelief.

He brandished the exquisite Soul Tool Ray Gun in his hand, his voice involuntarily rising a few decibels as he eagerly inquired with a sense of astonishment, "Is this gun the latest Soul Tool developed by the Mingde Hall?"

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