What Battle Armor Do I Need with God Calamity?! Choosing a Second Profession!

The next morning, sunlight spilled into the room.

Bai Yuan woke early. Without indulging in sleep, he sat cross-legged on the open floor of his bedroom and began cultivating.

He first gripped Dawnmaker and practiced his swordsmanship move by move.

Pale golden patterns of light flowed across the blade in the morning sun, and every swing produced a faint whistle through the air.

Although his attributes were strong enough, and the power granted by his soul rings was sufficient to crush those his age, Bai Yuan knew clearly—

If he failed to strive forward, he would never become a true powerhouse in his life.

After finishing a set of sword forms, he sheathed his sword and slowly exhaled a long breath of turbid air.

Then, he extended his left hand.

The Worldbearing Coreflame emerged in his palm.

It was burning.

Yet that burning was unlike the flickering blaze and fierce heat of an ordinary flame.

No visible fire could be seen, but its invisible scorching sensation could be felt, as though even the air twisted and submitted before it.

The Core Flame floated quietly, its glow restrained yet profound, as though it were asleep—and as though it were brewing something.

Bai Yuan stared at it, and a thought suddenly surfaced in his mind.

If he could inherit Xiao Bai's skills...

Did that mean the Twelve Laws might appear later on as well?

Those people... would they also...

He shook his head, throwing those messy thoughts aside.

Forget it. There was no need to think so much yet.

No matter what happened in the future, the most important thing right now was to cultivate properly.

Only by laying a solid foundation and raising his strength could he truly master the things Xiao Bai had left him in the future.

Bai Yuan clenched the Core Flame, and his gaze became firm once more.

Cultivation. Continue.

Whew~

"Time's up. Let's go. Don't keep the teacher waiting too long."

He took the elevator and headed toward the Training Ground.

Inside the Training Ground, a figure had already been waiting.

Sunlight shone from her side. Her picturesque features and graceful, curvaceous figure made it difficult for anyone to look away.

Her phoenix eyes gleamed like rubies, while her slender willow-leaf brows curved beautifully, making her utterly endearing.

"Teacher."

"Mm." Leng Yaozhu turned around. "Did you rest well yesterday? Have you gotten used to things?"

"Thank you, Teacher. Everything is fine."

"Good. The meditation cultivation method I told you about yesterday—was your Soul Power circulating smoothly? Were there any problems?"

"There were no problems during cultivation yesterday, Teacher."

"Circulate it once and let me see."

"Alright."

Bai Yuan did as instructed. He closed his eyes, and Soul Power slowly circulated through his body.

Leng Yaozhu sensed his aura and nodded faintly. "There are no other issues. It's quite smooth, just a little slow."

"After all, I haven't done it many times..." Bai Yuan opened his eyes.

"That's understandable."

"Alright, let's get to the main topic."

Leng Yaozhu looked at Bai Yuan, her tone turning serious. "I thought about your future training direction yesterday and arranged suitable teachers for you. When the time comes, just follow their training."

"Alright, thank you, Teacher." Bai Yuan nodded.

He knew clearly that his relationship with Leng Yaozhu was more of a mutual investment.

She needed a genius disciple to help the Leng Family gain greater influence, while he needed support and resources.

But he had to admit that this teacher truly cared about him.

From choosing a Soul Spirit and arranging his accommodation to testing his soul skills and planning his training direction, she had considered every step thoroughly.

Leng Yaozhu seemed to see the thoughts in his eyes. She waved a hand. "No need to thank me. Since we bear the name of teacher and student, I will naturally handle such matters properly."

Bai Yuan smiled and said nothing more.

Some things only needed to be remembered in one's heart.

"Alright, next I'll tell you about the key element of this era—Battle Armor." Leng Yaozhu changed the subject.

Bai Yuan nodded and listened attentively.

Leng Yaozhu sat on a chair at the edge of the Training Ground, casually crossing her long legs. She raised a hand to signal Bai Yuan to sit as well.

"Before we discuss Battle Armor, tell me first: how strong do you think you are right now?"

Bai Yuan thought for a moment, then answered honestly, "I'm considered strong among people my age, but against true powerhouses... I'm not worth mentioning."

Leng Yaozhu nodded slightly. At least he knew his own limits.

"Then let me tell you this—if I gave you a suit of Battle Armor, with your current five-ring Soul Power, once you put it on, your strength could directly rival that of a seven-ring Soul Saint."

Of course Bai Yuan knew that.

That was the most outrageous aspect of this era. A single suit of Battle Armor could allow countless people to soar in combat strength and fight across ranks!

That was also why Title Douluo were not considered the pinnacle of combat power in this era.

Bai Yuan pretended to be shocked, his pupils widening slightly.

"Crossing two entire major ranks just like that? Is it really that exaggerated, Teacher?"

Seeing his stunned expression, Leng Yaozhu's lips curved faintly as she continued, "A One-Word Battle Armor has every component forged through Thousand-Refinement. Only those with at least five rings of cultivation can wear it.

"If a One-Word Battle Armor Master is originally at five rings, then after putting on Battle Armor, their strength is equivalent to seven rings.

"That is the value of Battle Armor.

"It allows your strength to leap two entire major levels."

What kind of concept was that? A height others needed over a decade of cultivation to reach could be attained simply by putting on a suit of Battle Armor.

No wonder everyone in this era wanted to become a Battle Armor Master. This kind of enhancement was practically cheating.

"When your Soul Power reaches six rings in the future, switching to Two-Word Battle Armor will let you directly rival an eight-ring Spirit Douluo.

"At seven rings, with Three-Word Battle Armor, you can rival a nine-ring Title Douluo."

Leng Yaozhu paused, her gaze narrowing slightly.

"A Four-Word Battle Armor Master is equivalent to a Limit Douluo."

A Limit Douluo.

That was the pinnacle of combat power in this world.

How many people, and how many years, did it take to reach such a height?

Yet as long as you had a set of Four-Word Battle Armor, you could stand at that level.

Watching his reaction, Leng Yaozhu said calmly, "However, Battle Armor is not so easy to make.

"A complete set of Battle Armor requires eleven components. Not one can be missing. You must personally participate in forging, designing, and correcting every component, nurturing them with your Soul Power and spiritual power.

"Battle Armor is not something someone else can make for you to wear. It must perfectly match your Martial Soul. It is an extension of your strength."

Bai Yuan nodded thoughtfully.

In other words, Battle Armor was not ready-made equipment. It had to be crafted bit by bit by oneself.

"In terms of forging grades, One-Word Battle Armor requires Thousand-Refinement, Two-Word Battle Armor requires Spirit-Refinement, Three-Word Battle Armor requires Soul-Refinement, and Four-Word Battle Armor requires Heaven-Refinement.

"Every advancement in grade is a qualitative leap."

Leng Yaozhu looked at him, her tone growing more serious. "However, this is not what you need to consider most right now.

"With your current cultivation, even if I gave you a suit of Battle Armor, you could not wear it.

"Wearing Battle Armor itself requires sufficient spiritual power and Soul Power. If you do not meet the requirements, it can cost you your life."

"So." Leng Yaozhu rose to her feet and walked before him. "This is how I have planned things for you.

"First, cultivate diligently and build a solid foundation of Soul Power and spiritual power.

"When your cultivation reaches five rings and your spiritual power reaches the corresponding standard, you can begin forging your first suit of Battle Armor.

"Then, step by step: from Thousand-Refinement to Spirit-Refinement, Spirit-Refinement to Soul-Refinement, and Soul-Refinement to Heaven-Refinement.

"Four-Word Battle Armor is not the end, but you must climb there step by step."

She paused, her eyes resting on Bai Yuan with both scrutiny and certainty.

"With your talent and the quality of your Martial Soul, I am confident that you will one day reach the level of a Four-Word Battle Armor Master."

Bai Yuan nodded vigorously, his gaze earnest. "Alright, Teacher. I'll work hard to achieve it!"

Seeing the determination in his eyes, Leng Yaozhu gave a satisfied hum and turned to arrange the next phase of training.

Bai Yuan remained where he was, watching her receding figure, while his heart was already churning with tumultuous thoughts.

Teacher, everything you said is right.

Battle Armor really is powerful. On Douluo Continent, that kind of enhancement is absolutely bug-level.

But...

You don't know that I'm hiding an even bigger bug.

Bai Yuan lowered his head and glanced at his left hand. The Worldbearing Coreflame was quietly slumbering deep within his palm.

If—he meant, if—

If he could truly enter Calamity Form in the future...

Why would he need any Battle Armor?

Just imagining that scene was thrilling.

But...

Bai Yuan suddenly calmed down and frowned.

In other words...

Could the materials of this world truly withstand the power of Calamity Form?

No matter how powerful Battle Armor was, it was still made of metal.

At the end of the day, it was still material from this world.

And the power of Calamity Form was the power of the Path of Destruction, power capable of burning even the stars to ashes.

An image appeared in Bai Yuan's mind.

After painstakingly forging a set of Four-Word Battle Armor, he would put it on in all its majestic glory—then unleash his ultimate move.

The Battle Armor would melt instantly.

Just imagining that scene hurt.

"Forget it, forget it. Why am I thinking so much?" Bai Yuan shook his head and threw those messy thoughts aside.

Who knew when Calamity Form would awaken?

"Bai Yuan, what are you standing around for? Get over here!"

Leng Yaozhu's voice came from the distance.

"Coming, coming!" Bai Yuan called back and hurried after her.