Douluo: Founding the Heavenly Court from the Holy Spirit Cult

"Furthermore, it is highly likely to invite disaster. Rather than being caught in a passive catastrophe later, it is better to proactively bring it out for trade."

Yang Hao delivered the lines he had long since prepared, and Jing Hongchen nodded in understanding, signaling his agreement.

That logic was indeed sound.

In fact, he currently felt an urge to spare no cost to seize this technical method for himself.

"By the way, there is one more thing."

"This Three Refinements Method technology was almost stolen by someone previously. My teacher suspects it was likely people from the Douluo Continent. They already know of this technology's existence and will inevitably covet and scheme for it."

"If your academy agrees to this trade, I hope to restrict the personnel who have access to this technology for the next twenty years. Everyone who learns or uses it must be vetted and confirmed by me. Your academy must also conduct strict background checks on all personnel involved; it must absolutely not be allowed to fall into the hands of those from the Douluo Continent."

By proposing this requirement, Yang Hao hoped to ensure this technology wouldn't be stolen by Huo Yuhao or anyone else in the future, as that would be aiding the enemy.

"Restrictions are a necessity."

Jing Hongchen's expression turned serious as he nodded in agreement. Even without this request, he would have found ways to restrict it. At the very least, in the initial stages, this technology had to be led by their Mingde Hall so that they could dominate the future transformation and reap the greatest benefits.

It was even better that this was proposed by the representative of the Bright Cult, especially given the need to guard against those from the Douluo Continent.

Chapter 54: Sun Moon Crown Prince

Jing Hongchen's efficiency was high; he quickly rounded up a group of soul masters with missing limbs. As for the rare metals, there was no need to search—his Mingde Hall had plenty.

Yang Hao buried himself in research, and after tinkering for half a month, he finally achieved results.

Sun Moon Crown Prince Xu Tianran had come in person. Although this was not true limb regeneration, it was close enough, and it was of great importance to him.

The bespectacled girl pushing the wheelchair looked at Yang Hao with curiosity, showing great interest in him—or, more accurately, an interest in his deep-development technology for rare metals.

After all, she was a soul engineer herself, and no soul engineer could fail to be interested in such technology.

At this moment in the laboratory, an elderly man was clumsily adapting to controlling a sculpted rare metal arm, performing the simple operation of clenching a fist.

"With my current abilities, this is the extent of what I can achieve at this stage. However, after adapting for a period, the control will certainly improve significantly, and normal daily life will be no problem."

"If we could find a skull soul bone to enhance mental power, the control would improve even further."

"Even so, it still cannot meet the demands of combat unless there is a breakthrough in the technology itself."

Yang Hao, standing to the side, indicated that this was the limit—truly his own personal limit.

"Clap, clap, clap..."

Xu Tianran clapped, clearly very satisfied with the results.

As the Crown Prince and future Emperor, he basically had no need to charge into battle himself; sitting in the rear and devising strategies was what he needed to do.

Therefore, sculpted legs would be enough for his own daily life, which would also greatly reduce the negative impact of losing his legs and stabilize his position as Crown Prince.

"Xiao Feng, let me introduce you. This is the Crown Prince of our Empire. This research into the soul tool prosthetic was done specifically for His Highness."

Jing Hongchen made the introduction. Next, he would need the Crown Prince to step forward to persuade His Majesty to agree to this trade and to increase investment in his Mingde Hall.

"Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Yang Hao bowed, displaying just the right amount of curiosity to fit his persona as a young man.

"Rise!"

Xu Tianran raised a hand in a gesture of support, sizing up the youth before him. He placed great importance on him, and by extension, the Bright Cult behind him.

"The sincerity of you and the Bright Cult has been seen by this Lonely One. As long as my mobility can be restored, I will do my utmost to persuade the Emperor and provide your Bright Cult with support in your development."

This was a promise, and also an attempt to win him over; it depended on whether the other party knew how to play the game.

Yang Hao hesitated for a moment, then finally gritted his teeth and made a decision, accepting this goodwill.

"Many thanks, Your Highness."

Xu Tianran could understand the youth's hesitation. After all, this was equivalent to joining his faction, which meant entering the struggle for the throne. It carried great risks, so hesitation was only natural.

Fortunately, the other party had just made the right choice. He assumed the youth must have analyzed the situation before coming.

"Are those the legs prepared for this Lonely One?"

As his gaze turned to the metal legs soaking in the pale red liquid on the experimental table, even Xu Tianran's deep schemes and city-like composure could not help but stir with excitement.

"Senior Hongchen... the Dean only provided Your Highness's blood. I created this solution to complete the blood refinement of the rare metals. It still requires Your Highness to inject soul power to complete the soul refinement. If Your Highness possesses a skull soul bone, or if your mental power is strong enough, you can use your mental power in the future to infiltrate and fuse with those rare metals. The compatibility and control will be greatly enhanced."

Yang Hao explained; those legs were indeed crafted for Xu Tianran.

"Should I inject the soul power directly?"

The bespectacled girl pushed the wheelchair forward. Xu Tianran stared fixedly at the legs, unable to contain his impatience.

Jing Hongchen followed, equally excited. Whether this matter would succeed depended on this very moment.

"Yes, but in the future, you will need to use soul power to continuously nourish them. That way, the compatibility will constantly improve until they finally become one with your body."

Nodding, Yang Hao removed the prosthetic legs.

Looking at the legs, Xu Tianran couldn't help but reach out to press them, mobilizing his own soul power in preparation to inject it, but at that moment, Yang Hao called for a stop.

"Wait."

Xu Tianran turned his head in confusion, not understanding why the youth had suddenly called a halt.

Yang Hao also walked forward with a look of confusion, watching the purple soul power in Xu Tianran's palm, which carried a dense aura of destruction.

"Is Your Highness's martial soul not the Sun?"

He was quite covetous of this man's Purple Imperial Heaven-Extinguishing Dragon martial soul; the martial soul itself was one thing, but the key was that destructive attribute, which was extremely rare.

"Not good, Your Highness's martial soul is the Purple Imperial Heaven-Extinguishing Dragon, possessing a pure destructive attribute. The destructive power of the soul power is too strong; it is not suitable for nourishing this type of prosthetic."

Jing Hongchen realized this, and it was indeed a problem.

"Is it impossible?"

Xu Tianran was unwilling to give up; his legs were right there before him.

"Your Highness can channel your soul power into my body. I have a soul bone that should be able to isolate the destructive attribute."

Yang Hao pondered for a moment before offering a suggestion, his goal being that very destructive attribute.

The destructive attribute was too extreme; at the current stage, there were no soul beasts in the soul beast world that possessed such an attribute, let alone soul bones. Even relying on the strength of the Holy Spirit Cult, he had only managed to find one soul bone possessing an annihilation attribute to devour.

However, he was very greedy for the destructive power of the attribute, and it was also crucial to the development plan for the final pair of the Chaos Eight-Wing Soul Bone; he could only scheme to get it from Xu Tianran.

This was also a primary reason why he brought out the Blood Refinement and Soul Refinement techniques.

"Then I shall leave it to you, Luo Feng."

Xu Tianran naturally would not refuse. He injected his soul power into Yang Hao's body, and Yang Hao cooperated by feigning a pained expression, guiding the soul power into the Chaos Eight-Wing Soul Bone to devour the destructive attribute within.

The destructive attribute merged into that final pair of wings, infecting and assimilating the annihilation attribute to form the Wings of Destruction.

Meanwhile, Xu Tianran's soul power was circulated out by him and injected into the prosthetic legs. Both Xu Tianran and Jing Hongchen could feel that the destructive aura in the circulated soul power had weakened significantly.

This made the two of them even more expectant. They watched as that soul power merged into the prosthetic legs, causing the metallic luster on them to brighten as if a layer of halo had been added, with intricate soul tool arrays manifesting and flowing across the surface.

After more than half of the soul power in Xu Tianran's body had been input, Yang Hao finally withdrew his palm.

"It is done. It is sufficient for the initial fusion, though it would be best to cut open the wound. It will be somewhat painful, and at the same time, Your Highness must suppress your own soul power to avoid damaging the spirituality of the rare metals."

After offering this reminder, Yang Hao placed the Soul Refinement-completed prosthetic legs onto the surgical table to the side and changed into surgical scrubs himself, his gloves having been cleaned with alcohol.

"This Lonely One will cooperate fully."

Xu Tianran did not care about the so-called pain; compared to the humiliation and passivity of the past few years, that was nothing.

"Your Highness, please forgive the offense."

Jing Hongchen stepped forward to lift Xu Tianran from his wheelchair and place him on the surgical table, removing his empty trousers to reveal his high-amputation stumps.

Yang Hao first observed the area, then performed disinfection, and finally cut open the healed stumps to manipulate the prosthetics into place, specifically focusing on the docking and fusion of the metal leg bones with the small remaining bone segments.

He manipulated the rare metals to erode the bones at a microscopic level, replacing the calcium between the bone cells to form a semi-skeletal, semi-metallic structure.

Next was the connection of the flesh, using a soft rare metal to form a thin film on the surface of the cells, similar to the cell wall of a plant cell.

The blood vessels were also connected to the internal conduits, allowing blood to flow through the prosthetics, facilitating the continuous nourishment and improvement of the fit using the qi and blood within the blood.

Jing Hongchen and the bespectacled girl assisted from the side, while Xu Tianran gritted his teeth to endure the pain, suppressing his own soul power while striving to sense the soul tool prosthetics.

The surgery proceeded quite smoothly. In the end, with the support of the bespectacled girl, Xu Tianran stepped down from the surgical table and slowly used his soul power to control his walking.

Although it was clumsy and he nearly fell several times, Xu Tianran was extremely excited.

He was finally able to stand up again.

Yang Hao, however, deliberately frowned, as if he were not very satisfied with the result.

"You have already done very well."

Jing Hongchen laughed; this was far stronger than the soul tool prosthetics he had designed in the past.

"It requires more soul power for Soul Refinement and nourishment to increase the fit, and the prosthetics need to adapt to Your Highness's soul power. It would be best if Your Highness sends someone to deliver a portion of soul power every day. I will modify it and take it back to nourish the prosthetics; continuing this should allow the prosthetics to adapt to that destructive attribute."

Yang Hao proposed a suggestion; the destructive attribute he had obtained earlier was still a bit lacking, so he needed more.

"I will speak with Your Highness later."

Jing Hongchen also believed this was a good method; the prosthetics had to be made to feel like normal legs.

"Luo Feng, I am very satisfied with these legs."

Having walked a circle in the laboratory, Xu Tianran, who was now able to stand steadily on his own, was very happy, and the sinister look between his brows had faded somewhat.

"Ju Zi!"

He signaled to the bespectacled girl behind him; he had brought a gift this time.

The bespectacled girl, Ju Zi, took an exquisite box from her storage soul tool and stepped forward, holding it with both hands.

"This is an eighty-thousand-year-old right leg soul bone; it is yours now."

As a qualified ruler, Xu Tianran naturally understood the importance of clear rewards and punishments, and he was very satisfied with the results of this surgery.