Shui Ya: Turns Out My Dad Was The Real MVP

"What?!" Shui Lingfeng looked at Shui Ya in astonishment, clearly finding it hard to believe.

He turned his gaze toward Qian Yufeng, "Guild Master, is... is this true?!"

He had been stuck at the Soul Emperor rank for twenty years!

Twenty years—did he even know how he had spent these last twenty years?!

Soul Masters of his own age were already Soul Douluos, just a single step away from becoming Title Douluos.

His younger sister possessed outstanding talent and was also only one step away from the Title Douluo rank.

Deep down, Shui Lingfeng possessed an incredibly strong competitive spirit, but his hemophobia truly left him with no options.

He wanted to become a Title Douluo so badly; he dreamed of it!

His Martial Soul was a top-tier water-attribute beast Martial Soul—the Cold Wind Falcon.

This was a soul beast that possessed the bloodline of an Ice Phoenix; even when manifested as a human Martial Soul, it remained formidable.

It could be said to be a top-tier beast Martial Soul that combined both attack and speed.

Back in the day, he had become a Soul Emperor at the age of twenty.

Shui Ya only became a Soul Emperor at twenty-one, but she spent most of her time afterward in the mimicry cultivation grounds, and her soul power growth rate had barely slowed down at all.

It took her seven years to reach the Soul Douluo rank.

Shui Lingfeng believed that once his soul ring issue was resolved, he could reach the Title Douluo rank within five years!

"You brat, do you think your sister would lie to you?!" Qian Yufeng laughed and scolded.

He continued, "This old man now possesses nine soul rings, and I have come this time specifically to help you resolve this problem."

"Drink a cup of tea with me, then we shall go find your father. Such good news must naturally be shared with him!"

Qian Yufeng's words left Shui Lingfeng instantly overwhelmed with excitement.

Since things had reached this point, it was naturally true.

His soul ring problem was about to be solved.

Shui Lingfeng poured a cup of tea for Qian Yufeng, "Guild Master, please, have some tea!"

"You brat!" Qian Yufeng laughed as he took the tea and began to sip it slowly.

Shui Ya, meanwhile, greeted Qian Lingxin and Ling Su, pouring each of them a cup of tea.

While they were mere attendants by Qian Yufeng's side, in the world of Soul Masters, they were Title Douluos, existences revered by countless people.

The two women only appeared humble in front of Qian Yufeng, but when executing missions alone, their status was entirely different.

If you treat me as an attendant in front of the Clan Head, I won't take issue with it, but when the Clan Head is absent, you must address me as Your Excellency!

Shui Ya naturally understood this point and would not slight the two of them.

Soon, the tea was finished, and Shui Lingfeng led Qian Yufeng to his father's laboratory.

This laboratory was located in the northwest corner of the manor and spanned at least 300 square meters.

Looking at the rustic, tech-styled decorations before him, Qian Yufeng grew increasingly curious about what exactly Shui Xunlong had been tinkering with.

"Guild Master, Father should be designing blueprints at this hour; he seems to have hit a difficult problem recently."

"I don't understand these things, so he just has me procure materials while he busies himself with everything else."

Shui Lingfeng spoke up; at home, he was essentially just a messenger.

He couldn't help with his sister's affairs, and he didn't understand his father's research, so he just acted as a mascot.

"This old man is quite curious to see what your father has been tinkering with!" After Qian Yufeng finished speaking, he pushed open the laboratory doors.

At first glance, he saw the Douluo world's very first bicycle.

It perfectly matched what he had told Shui Xunlong years ago: combine a few wheels, and it could carry a person forward quickly, with a speed that didn't lose to a carriage.

Thinking Qian Yufeng didn't recognize the vehicle, Shui Lingfeng introduced it, "This vehicle was the first thing Father researched; it relies on balanced force, and it is currently a collector's item."

"This vehicle is already in its third generation, and the ones sold are all to the various nobles on the continent."

Qian Yufeng knew that Shui Xunlong was the type who loved to swindle nobles.

He had learned that trick from him, so he couldn't really criticize it.

They then arrived at the core research area of the laboratory, where a sign reading "Authorized Personnel Only" hung on the door.

"Little Shui, this old man is already at your door, why are you still keeping it shut?!"

Qian Yufeng knew that Shui Xunlong had long since sensed his presence; not opening the door certainly didn't mean he was busy with some research.

"Isn't this our Guild Master? What brings you to my humble little house today!"

Laughter came from the other side of the door, and immediately after, the door swung open.

A man of about fifty-five years old, with an afro, a receding hairline reaching the back of his head, and graying hair, walked out.

Looking at the glasses he was wearing, Qian Yufeng exclaimed in surprise, "Tsk, you brat, you're really acting like a scholar, wearing glasses like a black pig!"

"I say, Guild Master, why can't you say anything nice the moment you open your mouth?!"

"I've researched quite a few good things over the years; even Master Craftsman Lou couldn't stop praising them!"

Shui Xunlong immediately retorted, clearly deeply dissatisfied with Qian Yufeng's words.

Prejudice in a person's heart is like a great mountain, but he had long since changed his ways after not seeing him for so many years.

"What kind of things have you managed to research after all these years? Don't worry, I won't breathe a word of it."

Qian Yufeng did not believe him at all; instead, he wanted to see his research for himself.

"Then don't be too surprised, because I really have tinkered with quite a few good things over the years!"

Shui Xunlong wore a confident expression as he led Qian Yufeng into his research room.

First were various series of telescopes, which were far more refined than the ones Qian Yufeng had commissioned others to research.

"These Observation Scopes are just the basics, though of course, those nobles are quite fond of this sort of thing."

"Especially those young noble playboys; they're willing to spend ten thousand gold soul coins just to buy one. What a waste of money!"

Though Shui Xunlong called them spendthrifts, his tone could not hide his delight.

But the scene that followed left Qian Yufeng utterly shocked.

The room was actually filled with an array of firearms!

No, how on earth did you manage to come up with this stuff?!

If the two great empires or other soul master factions found out about this, your manor wouldn't be safe!

Qian Yufeng pointed at a gun resembling a Type 56 and said, "When did you research this kind of weapon? This thing could overturn the current battlefield. What are you trying to do?!"

Shui Xunlong looked at him in surprise, not expecting Qian Yufeng to recognize the utility of such an item.

"This Thermal Pipe Micro-Cannon was researched for hunting soul beasts. You know about Ling Feng's situation, so I thought about developing a weapon capable of killing soul beasts from a distance, and that's how I invented it."

"I've improved its power; at 2,000 meters, combined with special projectiles, it can kill a thousand-year soul beast."

"Anyone below the level of a Soul Saint, if caught off guard, would be killed in a single shot."

He explained the origin of the weapon—it was all for his son. Being a father was no easy task!

"..." Qian Yufeng knew this guy was capable of causing trouble, but he hadn't expected him to stir up something this massive!

If thermal weapons were introduced to the world, they would have a subversive impact on the continent.

Fortunately, these were only semi-automatic rifle-type thermal weapons. If they were Gatling guns or Maxims, he would have confiscated them without mercy.

Things that did not belong in this era appearing could lead to unpredictable and severe consequences.

This kid really almost became the MVP!

Qian Yufeng withdrew his gaze and said in a deep voice:

"Little Long, I am warning you: you must stop researching these weapons!"

"I already have a solution for your son's martial soul problem!"