Little Bro Trash Fish is So Lame

"I didn't actually mean to do it! Why did you kick me out!!"

"Honestly, I was just thinking about it. Are people not even allowed to think these days?"

Xiao Meng stood before the Body Sect's soul tool refining area, which was located on a steep mountain peak.

Heaven knows why this group of muscle-bound Body Soul Masters decided to build their soul tool experimental zone in such a place.

Whoosh—

An unknown cold wind gusted by. Xiao Meng pressed down the hem of her skirt, crouched, and looked down at the Body Sect nestled below.

"Maybe I should go to Brother Xu's room now... while those two are busy..."

Slap, slap, slap.

Xiao Meng patted her cheeks with both hands.

She sobered up a little.

"I will resist the temptation. No, wait—I will openly make Brother Xu come back to the ancestral home with me!"

She pursed her lips as the image of that leather, shimmering with a crystalline, delicate glow, surfaced in her mind.

"The residual ice attribute on it even made my Vermilion Clear Ice Toad react. Can Xiao really refine this well..."

"Hehehehahahahaha!!"

Xiao Hongchen laughed wildly, his eyes burning with fanaticism. He wore a monocle over one eye and held a Ranking Engraving Knife in his hand.

Number 91—his birthday gift.

"What a beautiful material! With this top-tier material as the core... No! It doesn't even need any other metals or materials as supplements."

"It is already perfect on its own!!"

"Ah... these exquisite golden patterns, faint yet exuding an inexplicable aura. The owner of this skin must have been an incredibly powerful soul beast while it was alive."

His hands never stopped, carving continuously. The blade, silently imbued with a trace of gray, sliced through the material like a hot knife through butter.

Extremely sharp!

Xu Qing stood to the side, a black sphere resting on his shoulder.

The sphere was flawless, exceptionally round, with deep golden dots swirling at its center.

It was none other than the legendary Necromancer, Scourge of the Undead, Electrolux—his external spiritual projection.

Acting as a supervisor.

And, at the right moment, secretly providing some assistance.

Xiao Hongchen muttered to himself, having fallen into a state of flow.

The Million-Year Insect Skin in his hands was gradually taking the shape of Xu Qing.

The shape of his hands, that is.

This exceptionally gifted youth, who could even be called the number one soul tool genius beneath those with cheats, was currently in a state of focus.

His concentration, observation, and even his brain's control over every fiber of his muscles had reached a level he had never experienced before.

This feeling obsessed him, brought him immense pleasure, and made him never want to stop.

His carving was godlike!

There was no better way to describe it.

He felt as if some entity—perhaps the legendary God of Soul Masters—was supporting his wrists and steadying his neck.

Creak—

The entire skin had now been cut into the shape of hands, but one final step remained.

"Stitching..."

"With what... with what..."

Xiao Hongchen fell into a dilemma, which made his scalp tingle.

Xu Qing's eyes narrowed. His Self martial soul quietly appeared behind him and blew on the thin, narrow white strip that had been trimmed off when the skin was initially split in two.

"Thread... right!! Hehehehahaha!!"

"This young master is truly obsessed; I forgot about this! If there's no thread, why not just use this leather itself!!"

Rustle, rustle, rustle, rustle...

Several hours passed, and the sun outside was about to set.

Xiao Meng was growing impatient.

If you don't hurry up, I'm really going to go install soul tool surveillance!

What a useless brother. If it were me, I would have finished it long ago.

"Haa... haa..."

Xiao Hongchen slumped into his chair, his entire body drenched.

The monocle over his left eye was clouded with condensation, rendering his vision blurry.

But it didn't matter; he had finished.

"This Young Master... feels incredible..."

"I can definitely craft Level 6 soul tools now! Hehehe... Xu Qing, thank you."

He tilted his head back, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Do you know what this means?"

"It means I can manifest Level 6 soul cannons out of thin air during battle, and it means I can finally attempt that concept you gave me."

The black sphere on Xu Qing's shoulder slowly shrank. He took it into his palm and walked over to the workbench.

"You've worked hard, Xiao."

"A Level 6 hand-type soul tool. Give it a name, Xu Qing."

Xiao Hongchen was panting heavily. He pulled a pill from his storage soul tool and was about to toss it into his mouth, but the pitch-black pill was struck by Xu Qing mid-air, shattering into a cloud of black mist.

BOOM!!

"Cough, cough, cough... Damn it, what are you doing?"

"If you want to truly keep pace with me, you can't rely on crooked paths or overdrawing your potential."

Xu Qing shook his hand, only to find the residue wouldn't come off!

He simply wiped it onto Xiao Hongchen's clothes. Surprisingly, that actually got it off.

"Tsk, and your research doesn't have side effects?"

"Every medicine has its poison, Little Brother Xiao. You aren't a Body Soul user; you don't have the robust physique to sustain such high-metabolic consumption."

Xu Qing tossed the black sphere onto a pair of pristine, white-jade-like gloves, kneaded them, and pulsed his soul power.

Hey, it turned black!

Thanks to Elder Yi for the dye.

"You're invincible, but what kind of aesthetic is that!! Wasn't what This Young Master made good enough? Did you have to dye it black!?"

Xiao Hongchen had regained some strength and was jumping around.

It was as if you had just finished a painting, only for the buyer to change the color palette to something hideous.

"What do you know? This is what you call cool."

Xu Qing would not tolerate any debate on what color was the coolest, so as soon as he put on the gloves, he ruffled Little Brother Xiao's white hair.

He even threw in some highlights for his white locks while he was at it.

BOOM--!!

Xu Qing threw a light punch, and the room atop the mountain was blasted with a massive hole.

It was as wide as half a person's body!

A tunnel three meters in diameter.

The cool night breeze swept through the passage, blowing over the person currently clawing at his hair.

Accompanying this refreshing breeze was a sweet voice filled with worry.

Is that you? My dear little sister... Hehehe... After such exhausting labor, if I could be comforted by my adorable sister...

"Brother Xu!!"

Xiao Hongchen: I'm so awesome!!!

"Brother Xu! Are you alright?"

Xiao Meng's blue eyes held countless worries, but above all, they were filled with concern for Xu Qing.

"I've been waiting for so long, it's finally over. My brother didn't do anything bad to you, did he? Let me see."

Seeing that her beloved was unharmed, she felt relieved and began searching for her brother.

"Tsk... yuck~ This brother of mine is really pathetic. Isn't it just cutting the materials in half, shaping them, and stitching them together at the end?"

"Look at you, all stinky and covered in sweat. Sigh..."

"Heh, not talking again? Did you switch to your 'deep' personality?"