Bibi Dong's Book of Life and Death

The moment he heard the words "detention," Qin Chuan felt like dead memories were attacking him.

Back when he was in school in his past life, his English grades were terrible, and he could never pass dictation. Out of five school days a week, three or four ended with him being held after class.

What's more, when Xuan Ziwen had walked in, his gaze had lingered noticeably on Qin Chuan—clearly a special request from Jing Hongchen.

Fortunately, Qin Chuan's comprehension had already been maxed out by the system, reaching MAX.

Xuan Ziwen set down his teaching materials, placed both hands on the podium, swept his gaze across the room, and nodded. "Let's begin class now..."

Making a soul tool requires processing, shaping, drilling, then crafting the core array, and finally assembling it into its finished form.

Every step is critical. If a problem arises in any one step, then congratulations—the entire soul tool is scrapped, and all your previous work is wasted.

Xuan Ziwen spoke slowly, explaining what a soul tool was in terms the children could understand. Then he began lecturing on identifying rare metals.

There were ordinary iron blocks, refined iron extracted from iron blocks, deep-sea silver mother, red sun fire crystals, black gold, silver iron, mithril, mercury steel, and many other rare metals.

A complete set of rare metals was laid out on the podium. Xuan Ziwen casually picked up a piece and explained its properties, as well as how different rare metals could be paired together.

A single class was forty-five minutes long, and Xuan Ziwen managed to finish his lecture right on time.

"Ding ding ding—"

The bell for the end of class rang. Xuan Ziwen said flatly, "Class dismissed."

"..."

The classroom was eerily quiet, with only the rustling sound of pens copying notes from the blackboard.

This was Qin Chuan's first exposure to soul tools, but with his maxed-out comprehension, he had fully grasped all the rare metals in a single class, including their characteristics and how they paired with other rare metals.

As for Ye Guyi, since she was already a second-rank soul engineer, these basics served to reinforce her knowledge. Xuan Ziwen's teaching ability was indeed solid, and this class filled in several gaps she had in her soul tool crafting.

Qian Renxue was even more focused. It was as if she had opened the door to a whole new world. After Xuan Ziwen's first lesson on what soul tools were and how to identify rare metals, she was still deeply engrossed, savoring every bit of it.

Qian Renxue was like a sponge soaking up water, frantically absorbing all kinds of knowledge, because she knew exactly what soul tools meant in her own world.

This was absolute technological superiority. Whether in daily life or on the battlefield, the birth of soul tools was a fatal blow to the Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empires, which still relied on swords, spears, and halberds.

Qin Chuan put down his pen, rubbed his brow, closed his eyes to organize what he had learned today, then turned his head to look.

Qian Renxue was bent over writing something. Qin Chuan didn't disturb her; instead, he doodled in his own notebook, idly waiting for the next class to begin.

Class was always a repetitive cycle of boredom and self-amusement—how much you learned was entirely up to you.

"Ding ling ling—"

The second class began. Qin Chuan sat up straight and pricked up his ears to listen. Qian Renxue, sitting behind him, also furrowed her brow slightly. Whenever she encountered something she didn't understand, she jotted it down in her notes, planning to ask her younger brother and Guyi later, and if they didn't know either, she would ask the teacher.

And so, Qin Chuan, Qian Renxue, and Ye Guyi's school days began...

Seven days later.

Bibi Dong had finished touring every place except the imperial palace. She looked back wistfully at the Bright Capital in the distance. This ten-thousand-year journey had yielded great gains—she had basically mapped out the inside and outside of the Bright Capital. It was time to set out for the Douluo Continent to begin her hunt.

Bibi Dong disguised herself as an ordinary woman. In just one day, she reached the Mingdou Mountains, crossed the defense zone of the Star Luo Empire's Western Army Group, and entered the territory of the Star Luo Empire.

Leaning against a large tree, Bibi Dong held a detailed map of the Douluo Continent in her hand. Her gaze settled on Star Luo City of the Star Luo Empire, and she murmured to herself, "The Star Crown Sect... I never thought that a reclusive sect from ten thousand years ago would now replace the White Tiger Dai family as the new rulers of the empire. Truly, time changes everything."

"Since they've already enfeoffed the White Tiger Duke and let the White Tiger bloodline control the military, I really can't figure out what the Star Crown Sect is thinking. Maybe this generation of the Star Luo imperial family has already withered away."

Bibi Dong took out a small booklet and opened it. It was annotated with the high-level combat forces and power distributions of the Douluo Continent—written by Qin Chuan.

The first page was Shrek Academy.

Dragon God Douluo: Mu En, Level 99 Limit Douluo

Taotie Douluo: Xuan Zi, Level 98 Super Douluo

Bright Phoenix Douluo: Yan Shaozhe, Level 96 Super Douluo

From Shrek Academy at the top to the Title Douluo subordinate to the three empires and their factions, all the well-known major powers were marked in the booklet.

This was not just a booklet recording the strong of many factions; it was more like a death register, and Bibi Dong, wielding the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, was the Grim Reaper.

Her gaze swept over many factions and finally settled on Dragon City · Heavenly Dragon Sect.

"Oh ho, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, which I ordered wiped out ten thousand years ago. I never thought they'd recovered their strength after ten thousand years. So the Spirit Hunting Operation still had fish that slipped through the net. No matter. Once my son gets his hands on the Grade 9 Fixed Soul Cannon Shell, I'll make you taste what true annihilation means."

"As for the strongest in this Heavenly Dragon Sect, Old Heavenly Dragon is only at Level 95 soul power. I'll take you down first."

Bibi Dong put away the death register and headed north on the road to Dragon City of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Meanwhile, at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy.

Qin Chuan and Qian Renxue were facing their first class on actually making soul tools. The first ten days had been spent learning about various rare metals, how to craft core arrays, and the precautions and key points to note when engraving.

Today was the practical session. It would be a lie to say Qin Chuan and Qian Renxue weren't nervous.

Each person received an engraving knife, forged from refined iron.

Qian Renxue also learned that engraving knives came in different qualities. The knives in their hands were the simplest basic models. Different engraving knives could imbue the soul tools they carved with different "souls."

Ranked Engraving Knives—only the top one hundred knives were worthy of being called Ranked Engraving Knives. Each one was unique.

Over the past few days, Qian Renxue had reviewed a great deal of knowledge about soul tools and understood the preciousness of Ranked Engraving Knives.

She walked up to a pristine white workbench and gazed at the materials before her.

A square iron block, ten centimeters on each side.

Then, Xuan Ziwen's voice rang out: "This is everyone's first time crafting a Soul Tool. No whispering during the process. You must be extremely careful. If there's anything you don't understand, be sure to consult your notes—I've already covered it all in my lectures."

"You have one morning to complete the work. Now, begin!"

As Xuan Ziwen called out the start, nearly everyone sprang into action.

Ye Guyi made the first cut. As a self-taught second-rank Soul Tool master, she already knew what she wanted to make.