Soul Guidance Department, All Out

Yun Jingheng stood at the entrance of the Inner Court library, looking up at the sixth floor, which he had never been to before.

Pushing open the library door, the lights on the first floor were still dim, and several students who were studying late into the night had already fallen asleep on their desks.

The soul-guided wall lamp in the corner emitted a faint humming sound, like some kind of ancient whisper.

An old man leaned back in a wicker chair.

The book was placed over his face, and he snored loudly.

Yun Jingheng did not go upstairs, but walked straight to the wooden table and stood there.

"Elder Wei."

No response.

"I want to go to the sixth floor."

The snoring suddenly stopped.

After a long while, a hoarse voice came from under the book, still sticky and groggy from just waking up. "Yun boy, I told you years ago that you can't go to the sixth floor. It's classified information."

Yun Jingheng took out a token and threw it on the table next to him. "Is this enough?"

Elder Wei's hand slowly slid down from the armrest of the rattan chair, as if groping for something in the dark.

After a long while, the hand touched the edge of the token.

He paused.

Then he slowly removed the book from his face, revealing a face covered in wrinkles.

His eyes were half-open, and his cloudy pupils slowly moved, as if trying to confirm whether the person in front of him was real.

Yun Jingheng didn't move; he just stood there.

"You... stole it from your dad?"

Yun Jingheng crossed his arms, a playful smile curving his lips. He leaned forward slightly and lowered his voice, "Elder Wei, what are you saying? Do you think I'm that kind of unfilial son? This was given to me by my father himself, telling me to 'study hard and improve every day.'"

Elder Wei's cloudy eyes swept over Yun Jingheng's face twice, then glanced at the dark gold General Affairs Token on the table, and let out a cold snort with an ambiguous meaning.

"Snort."

He slowly straightened up, supporting himself on the armrests of the rattan chair. He took the token in his hand and rubbed it a couple of times to confirm that the Soul Power imprint flowing on it was correct, then casually tossed it back to Yun Jingheng.

"Since this thing exists, you can definitely go up to the sixth floor."

Elder Wei yawned, put the book back over his face, and mumbled, "Go ahead, just don't mess up the books inside."

Yun Jingheng caught the token, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Elder Wei, aren't you going to ask me what I'm looking for up there?"

I don't want to ask.

A muffled voice came from under the book, "Go away, don't disturb this old man's sleep."

Yun Jingheng shrugged, said nothing more, and turned to walk towards the stairwell.

The staircase on the sixth floor is older than those on the lower floors, and the wooden steps make a dull sound when you step on them.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door on the sixth floor, a musty, old-fashioned scent of books wafted out.

Here, instead of the dim lighting of the first floor, there is a soft, moonlit glow that illuminates the densely packed bookshelves all around.

Yun Jingheng didn't rush to find the book; instead, he looked around first.

The bookshelves here are arranged with great care, subtly forming a massive soul-guiding array.

He followed the direction of the array, walking step by step to the deepest part, finally stopping in front of an inconspicuous corner.

There lay a seemingly ordinary black-covered book, with no text on its spine, only a faint silver stripe.

Yun Jingheng took a deep breath and reached out to pull out the book.

"Found it!"

A flicker of excitement flashed in Yun Jingheng's eyes, "Detailed Guide to Spatial Soul Guidance..."

He quickly pulled the book out, stuffed it into the soul-guided storage device in his pocket, and then turned and left without looking back.

Just as he reached the top of the stairs, an old voice suddenly came from behind him. "Kid, you think you can just run away after taking the stuff?"

Yun Jingheng paused, turned around, and saw that Elder Wei had already stood at the top of the sixth-floor staircase, looking at him with a half-smile.

"Elder Wei, weren't you asleep?" Yun Jingheng chuckled dryly.

"I was woken up by your incredible noise."

Elder Wei pointed to the storage device in his arms, "That book isn't something just anyone can take. Are you sure you can understand it?"

"If you don't understand it, you can learn it."

Yun Jingheng patted his chest. "Elder Wei, don't worry, I promise I won't blow up the academy."

Elder Wei stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly sighed, "Fine, since that old bastard Yun Ming dared to give you the token, he must have been mentally prepared. Go, just don't die out there."

After saying that, he waved his hand, turned around, and slowly walked back, lying down again in the wicker chair.

Yun Jingheng, clutching the heavy book "Detailed Guide to Spatial Soul Guidance," ran all the way back to his room.

The silver patterns on the spine shimmered under the light, and upon opening the first page, a dense array of runes and intricate three-dimensional geometric figures immediately came into view.

Anyone else would probably feel dizzy and disoriented after just one glance, but Yun Jingheng's eyes shone with a fanatical light.

"I see..."

He didn't sleep a wink all night.

Layer upon layer of blueprints lay on the desk, and the rustling sound of the guiding pen swiftly gliding across the paper became the most exciting melody in this tranquil holiday.

He would sometimes furrow his brow, deep in thought as he pondered a particular formula in the book.

Sometimes he would suddenly realize something and draw a heavy circle on the drawing.

From the initial magnetic levitation base to the folding algorithm of the space teleportation array, and then to the energy circuit of the defense array, the vague concepts that originally existed only in his mind are gradually becoming clear and rigorous under his pen, and finally turning into a series of astonishingly precise engineering blueprints.

When the first rays of sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains onto the table a few days later, Yun Jingheng finally put down his pen.

He looked at the stack of drawings in front of him, which was dozens of pages thick, and yawned widely. Although he had dark circles under his eyes, he was extremely excited.

"Perfect."

After a quick wash and changing into clean clothes, Yun Jingheng, clutching the stack of blueprints and the General Affairs Token, headed straight for the Soul Guidance Department building.

The Soul Guidance Department building was unusually deserted during the holiday, with only a few enthusiasts who stayed on campus to conduct experiments occasionally passing by.

Yun Jingheng found his way to the department head's office without saying a word and pushed the door open.

In the office, several core instructors from the Soul Guidance Department were chatting and drinking tea when they were startled by the sudden commotion.

"Who is it? Don't they know the rules...?"

An elderly professor with gray hair frowned and turned around. He was about to speak when he saw who it was, and the words caught in his throat.

"Hey everyone, good morning!"

Yun Jingheng greeted him with a smile, then casually slammed the dark gold General Affairs Token onto the conference table. "By order of the Sea God Pavilion Master, I have come to oversee the construction of the ' Aerial Star-Gazing Platform '."

The teachers exchanged glances, their eyes falling on the token that symbolized supreme authorization, and their expressions instantly turned serious.

"Aerial Star-Gazing Platform? When did that happen?" a middle-aged Soul Engineer asked in surprise.

"Just a few days ago, they gave me the privilege of being in full charge."

Yun Jingheng didn't waste any words. He spread the thick stack of blueprints on the table and tapped them lightly with his slender fingers. "Everyone, time is tight and the task is heavy, so I won't waste any more words. Let's look at the blueprints directly."

At first, the Soul Engineer glanced at the blueprints with a mixture of scrutiny and skepticism, their gazes casually sweeping over them.

However, just a few seconds later, the air in the office seemed to freeze.

The old professor, who had been drinking tea, froze in mid-air, his eyes fixed on the intricate triple-nested anti-gravity array on the blueprint, his breathing becoming rapid.

"This... this uses the life force field of the Golden Tree as a base?"

"The spatial folding algorithm here cleverly avoids the interference of high-altitude gales?"

"And this! This material ratio... my god, it's practically pushing the properties of deep-sea Sinking Silver and Star-Fall Iron to their limits!"

The mentors were increasingly shocked as they watched. Their previous nonchalant attitude vanished, replaced by expressions of utter astonishment and disbelief.

They didn't even care that Yun Jingheng was right next to them; they immediately gathered around the table and started discussing intensely, pointing at the blueprints with their fingers and their eyes gleaming with fervor.

Yun Jingheng crossed his arms and leaned against the cabinet next to him, watching these usually arrogant Soul Guidance Department bigwigs argue heatedly over their designs, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Ladies and gentlemen," he said at the opportune moment, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"This is just a preliminary plan. I still need your professional opinions regarding the Soul Crystal Matrix for the core power source."

"After all, sending this thing into space will require the combined efforts of everyone in our Soul Guidance Department."

The old professor suddenly raised his head, looked at the calm young man in front of him, and his eyes changed completely.

This is nothing like the spoiled brat who only skipped classes!

This is clearly a soul guidance genius whose potential has been wasted!

"Young Master Yun, the Soul Guidance Department needs you!"

Yun Jingheng's lips twitched. "Let's not get into that. I want to know, if the entire Soul Guidance Department mobilizes, can we get that thing on the blueprints into the air within a month?"

"A month?"

The old professor pushed up his reading glasses, and his previously fervent gaze instantly turned hesitant.

He picked up the stack of drawings on the table, quickly flipped to the pages with the material list and the estimated workload, and his brows gradually furrowed into a deep frown.

"Young Master Yun, your blueprints are truly astounding, but the sheer scale of this project... it's simply a pipe dream."

Pointing to the complex triple-nested anti-gravity array on the blueprints, he earnestly explained, "The deep-sea Sinking Silver used for the base alone would require tens of tons, and it would also need to be smelted and reinforced with Star-Fall Iron."

"Add to that the high-energy soul crystal matrix you requested, and this unheard-of spatial teleportation node... Even if you mobilized the entire Soul Guidance Department, or even brought in all the blacksmiths from the Blacksmith Association, you could only manage to forge a base for you in a month at most."

The surrounding instructors nodded in agreement, with one even stating bluntly, "Young Master Yun, soul-guiding buildings of this level are usually measured in 'years.' A month is simply asking too much."

Yun Jingheng raised an eyebrow, as if he had expected this answer.

What if I said the materials weren't an issue?

"You mean...?"

"Can you do it?"

"Dry!"