Anti-Missile Device! Bai Yuan's Value! Zhuo Shi's Bewilderment!

Yue Zhengyu stood at the back of the crowd, his gaze fixed on Bai Yuan.

He didn't go forward to ask further questions, but his gaze lingered on Bai Yuan for a moment longer than usual.

He noticed that there were no craters at the edge of the field, nor any signs of being overturned by the shockwave.

If the Soul Cannon had really landed here, it's impossible that it wouldn't have even scratched off a piece of the wall.

"Perhaps the disappearance of this Soul Cannon is definitely related to Bai Yuan in front of us."

"He must be hiding some kind of ability."

"If there really were some means to render all Soul Cannon incapable of combat."

He needs to be careful about this, if his judgment is true.

That would be a bit scary.

This person's strategic value will rise to a terrifying level.

He looked away without saying a word.

He needs to establish a deeper connection with Bai Yuan, which would be a worthwhile investment for the family's future.

Inside the room, Mu Ye inquired about what had happened that evening.

Bai Yuan gave a general account of the attack by the Evil Soul Master and the Level 7 Fixed Soul Guidance Shell.

After listening, Mu Ye frowned slightly:

"The timing was really unfortunate."

"I thought the day would end early, so I went out to find some ingredients, and they took advantage of that."

"I'm not going out; I'll stay at the hotel for the next few days."

Bai Yuan shook his head. "Teacher, no one could have imagined they would go so crazy."

Mu Ye didn't reply, his gaze sweeping over Bai Yuan.

"Wrong."

"What about the Soul Cannon?"

Mu Ye's gaze fell on Bai Yuan.

There wasn't a trace of it anywhere. Where did it go?

"Could it be that you...?"

He didn't finish his sentence, but that unfinished sentence was enough for Bai Yuan to know what he was guessing.

"That can't be right,"

Mu Ye shook his head.

"How do you handle the Soul Cannon?"

"Even I have to deal with that thing seriously."

Bai Yuan did not avoid that gaze:

"My Soul Skill can handle it."

Mu Ye looked at him, seemingly momentarily stunned by the answer, before speaking again:

"This..."

Are you telling the truth?

"That's right, you don't need to lie to me."

His voice lowered slightly.

"I've never seen anyone do this before."

"Show me."

Bai Yuan raised his hand, and a tiny spatial rift opened at the edge of his palm, with light traces at the edge shimmering slightly in the air.

"Spatial capabilities?"

Mu Ye's gaze fell on the crack.

Bai Yuan turned his head to look at him:

"Teacher, just show me a little trick."

Without asking any further questions, Mu Ye raised his hand and condensed a small amount of energy, which he then flicked towards the crack.

The energy was intercepted the moment it touched the edge of the crack; it wasn't blocked, but rather as if it were sucked in.

It slid into the crack along its edge and then completely disappeared.

The surrounding air was completely still, and the walls remained motionless.

The energy dissipated silently, as if it had never existed.

Mu Ye was silent for a moment:

"Spatial abilities can be used like this?"

He seemed to be confirming the conclusion that was still pending with himself.

"In my understanding, this has always been considered a useless ability."

"It's far less useful than other attributes; I never imagined it could be this effective."

"Okay, okay!"

Mu Ye slapped his thigh, his eyes shining as if he had discovered some treasure.

"You can train this skill more."

If all else fails, we'll find you some space Soul Master to teach you when we get back."

He stopped mid-sentence.

"Wait, that's not right, none of them would use it like that."

You've forged your own path.

He looked at Bai Yuan with satisfaction, his gaze carrying a hint of admiration:

"To forge one's own path is the only way to become an unparalleled powerhouse."

"You've done that at such a young age, that's great."

"I hope you won't be tempted by anything else."

His voice lowered, carrying an unprecedented solemnity:

"Your ability is not to be told to anyone except your teacher and me."

Do you know?

"Don't display it in public."

Bai Yuan nodded:

"Knew."

Mu Ye looked at him, as if waiting for the answer to be completely settled in his heart.

"You may not yet realize the impact your presence will have on the current situation."

"All I can say is that once this is leaked, you will be relentlessly hunted down, and even the Spirit Pagoda won't be able to protect you."

He kept his voice very low at the end.

"Clear."

"Teacher, I will absolutely not demonstrate this ability."

Mu Ye waved his hand:

"Okay, remember what I said."

"Go back and rest first. I'll arrange new training tasks for you during the break between matches."

"It's better to rely on yourself than on others."

Thank you, teacher.

Mu Ye didn't say anything more, turned around, pushed open the door, and walked out.

As the door closed behind him, a barely audible sigh echoed down the corridor.

He walked down the corridor, mentally reaffirming the judgment that had just taken shape.

Bai Yuan's potential is being realized step by step. As long as he grows steadily, he will at least become one of the top players on the mainland.

I certainly didn't choose the wrong person; I've left the sect with a solid safety net.

It will be very difficult for me to break through to the Limit Douluo level in this lifetime, even though I have the Trinity Amplification Method.

However, it was still somewhat weaker than a true Limit Douluo.

Now we can only place our hopes on A Ruheng and Bai Yuan.

I've finally done some things right, which can be considered my atonement for the sect.

"Wu Changkong, why don't you think that soul-guided bomb hit us?"

"I examined the scene; it's as if it vanished."

"Which Limit Douluo made a move?"

Zhuo Shi stood by the window, his gaze fixed on the night, as if waiting for the still-unresolved answer to surface on its own.

Wu Changkong stood behind him, remaining silent for a moment before speaking:

"My apprentice doesn't know."

"There are indeed too many suspicious points."

"It's as if the fireworks from that missile on our way back didn't exist."

He paused,

"But I don't think it could have been Bai Yuan who did it."

That's a bit of an exaggeration.

"How old is he?!"

"And what could possibly destroy a soul-guided bomb?"

"Then he will become the target of everyone's criticism."

There was no turning back in this Zhuo Shi; he understood his disciple's meaning.

If it's true, then there's no need for Elder Long to say it aloud.

He'd tie Bai Yuan up and take him back.

This is extremely important. Who would dare threaten Shrek with fixed-position soul-guided missiles now?

Just wait to be bombed to the point of complete ruin.

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a hint of certainty:

"Impossible, he can't do it."

"I'll go ask the Tang Sect Clan."

"Let's see what their investigation finds."

"I didn't expect them to be involved in this operation as well."

His tone turned slightly somber when he mentioned the Tang Sect.

"Hmph, so they've come here to sell weapons."

"Pah, a bunch of scoundrels."

"I think they'd love for the whole continent to be engulfed in war."

"Then they'll really make a fortune."

"His intentions are despicable."

"Shrek will never associate with him again!"