Seize the Future! Holy Spirit Cult Stronghold!

"Gunpowder! You added gunpowder!"

Ju Zi wrinkled her nose at the pungent scent and gazed thoughtfully at the target that had been pierced in the distance.

Gunpowder was not unheard of on the Douluo Continent, merely uncommon.

Only some fishermen along the coast made gunpowder bombs to drive off sea soul beasts while out at sea.

Though gunpowder was reasonably powerful, the force produced by its explosions was nearly impossible to control, far inferior to Soul Power that could be wielded like one's own limbs.

There were at least fifty meters between them and the target, yet the bullet had not deviated in the slightest. It had even landed in the bullseye.

The barrel could only adjust the angle; it could not possibly maintain such precision.

That meant they had tamed this violent force—but how had they done it?

Ju Zi felt as though her head was itching.

She adjusted the glasses on her nose, her eyes brimming with a thirst for knowledge as she reached for the Soul Tool gun.

"Hehe..."

Xian Lin'er merely chuckled, picking up the Soul Tool gun and avoiding Ju Zi's grasp.

"My apologies. It's only a minor trick, so I won't embarrass myself by showing off before all of you!"

That roundabout mockery left Keke so ashamed she wanted to disappear, her toes already digging out a three-bedroom apartment.

This kind of Soul Tool had already exceeded the scope of their understanding.

Thinking back to how smug they had been, it turned out that the true frogs at the bottom of the well had been themselves.

"..."

Ju Zi did not get angry. Instead, she looked earnestly at Xian Lin'er and asked for guidance.

"May I ask if you could explain the principle behind it, Sister? I am willing to exchange this for it."