Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua

Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua

The matter of a second profession had, for now, come to an end.

Qiangu Wuji had been full of confidence and had envisioned a very dashing path, but unfortunately, his ideas conflicted with the Battle Armor system of this world.

When ideals and reality clash, worrying blindly is merely inviting trouble, so he happily decided to put the second profession issue to the back of his mind for the time being.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, Qiangu Wuji had been at Hongshan Academy for over a month.

A month is neither long nor short.

His biggest gain at school during this time was probably acquiring a group of little fan girls.

In truth, this was inevitable. Without bragging, Qiangu Wuji was quite confident in his looks; one could tell just by how the female teachers at school loved to pinch his cheeks at every opportunity.

Naturally, aside from that, he also had substantive gains.

For instance, during this period, his soul power had increased by one level, reaching level thirteen. Being level thirteen at only six years old was a rarity even in a place like Shrek.

Of course, compared to his soul power, his mental power growth was even more exaggerated, reaching 190, approaching the level of the mid-Spirit Connection Realm.

To have mid-Spirit Connection Realm mental power at only six years old—this could absolutely be called the first in the history of the continent.

Although this speed was exaggerated, Qiangu Wuji could understand it upon reflection. His martial soul was his brain, and for an organ like the brain, such growth in mental power was perfectly normal.

What could 190 mental power do?

If it were an ordinary soul master, it would at most allow for more precise control of soul skills.

But Qiangu Wuji was different. His Heavenly Six Eyes was a martial soul that could convert mental power into attacks; the higher the mental power, the stronger the attack.

And this 190 mental power was already enough for him to unleash an attack soul skill comparable to a near-three-ring soul master.

Therefore, even though his soul power was only level thirteen, relying solely on his mental power, he was invincible within the three-ring range!

Not to mention, he also possessed the heaven-defying self-healing ability of the True Phoenix Bloodline.

Aside from himself, the school had also undergone many changes during this time.

Ever since he arrived at Hongshan Academy, the trajectory of the original story had already deviated.

Originally, it stood to reason that Tang Wulin would only begin to show the power of the Golden Dragon King after Na'er left, but it had happened ahead of schedule.

Within this short time, the characteristics of the Golden Dragon King had already manifested in Tang Wulin, such as a significant increase in strength and a growing appetite.

These things transformed him from an obscure, mediocre student into someone dazzling within the school.

Qiangu Wuji saw it all, but he wasn't worried. Although the special traits Tang Wulin displayed were indeed eye-catching, he understood that at this point, the other party hadn't even unsealed the first seal yet.

Someone at this level posed no threat to him at all.

He guessed that for Tang Wulin to threaten him, he would at least need to unlock the second seal.

As he was now, he was still too green.

However, he didn't care, though Gu Yue seemed exceptionally concerned about Tang Wulin.

Ever since Tang Wulin began to show his abnormalities, Qiangu Wuji noticed that Gu Yue would often stare at him, though he didn't know what she was thinking.

That day, as usual, after finishing breakfast amidst Leng Yaozhu's endless daily nagging, Qiangu Wuji headed to Hongshan Academy with Gu Yue.

Not long after the two left, a tall, middle-aged man arrived at the old residence.

Inside the house, Na'er had eaten her fill and was lying on the sofa, rubbing her little belly.

After the middle-aged man entered, she blinked her beautiful eyes in curiosity, her small face filled with great confusion.

At this moment, Leng Yaozhu came out of the kitchen, glanced at the middle-aged man, and then turned to Na'er, speaking gently.

"Na'er, go back to your room. I have something to discuss with this uncle."

"Oh, okay."

Na'er nodded, gave a light hop, and skipped back to her room on her jade-like bare feet.

However, she didn't close the door, leaving a crack instead. Through the gap, her large eyes flickered.

Leng Yaozhu naturally saw this and rubbed her temples helplessly, but she didn't say anything. She simply turned back to the middle-aged man, a smile immediately appearing on her face.

"You're here."

"Is this the child you adopted?"

The middle-aged man nodded with a smile, his gaze passing through the door crack to look at Na'er, looking somewhat surprised.

"She doesn't look like someone from the Federation."

Leng Yaozhu nodded.

"Yes, I had someone look into it before, but unfortunately, I could never find anything regarding this child's identity."

"Oh? Even the Spirit Pagoda couldn't find it?"

A trace of surprise flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes again, and he then speculated.

"Could it be a soul beast undergoing reincarnation?"

"That's impossible. Soul beasts are already under control, and there are only a few well-known Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts left, and none of them seem like the type to undergo reincarnation."

Leng Yaozhu shook her head.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man also felt it made sense, so he stopped pursuing the topic and shifted the conversation instead.

"Right, Your Excellency Heavenly Phoenix, let's discuss the issue with your Battle Armor."

"Mm."

Leng Yaozhu didn't say much more; she silently closed her eyes, and a spark of fire suddenly appeared at her waist. As the flames burst forth, her body was instantly enveloped in a dazzling blaze, and within the fire, a brilliant crimson armor appeared upon her.

This was her four-word Battle Armor.

The moment the powerful four-word Battle Armor appeared, the room was shrouded in a terrifyingly high temperature, and this was only with Leng Yaozhu holding back; otherwise, the effect would have been even more horrific.

However, if one looked closely, one could see a flaw in the armor, as there was a small section beneath the radiant exterior that was noticeably dimmer.

This was the purpose for which Leng Yaozhu had summoned the continent's number one Divine Craftsman before her.

Her Battle Armor had encountered a problem a while back while she was dealing with issues at the top level of the Spirit Pagoda; for some unknown reason, the Heaven-Forged metal used to create the four-word Battle Armor had lost its ability to self-repair.

Regarding matters of metal, it was only natural to seek out this Divine Craftsman, so she had contacted him a few days ago.

"Oh, it can actually do this?"

Zhen Hua looked at the dimmed tasset of the Battle Armor on Leng Yaozhu with great interest, then, without a word, he walked up and touched it with his hand.

Leng Yaozhu asked curiously.

"Can this be restored?"

"Mm," after a moment, Zhen Hua withdrew his hand and nodded, "It's not a big problem, though it seems the fellow you fought has an ability specifically targeting metal. It doesn't matter, though; after all, it is a four-word Battle Armor, and its defensive power is still there. I'll just find you some materials to repair it when the time comes."