The Girl and the Chainsword

At this moment, Lin Yuan's keen sixth sense suddenly triggered, and he turned to look behind him.

A dainty red shoe sole came into his view, stopping just half a finger's breadth from his face.

"Tch, boring." Wu Feng lowered the foot she had aimed at Lin Yuan's face.

Naturally, she wouldn't actually ambush Lin Yuan, because that would upset Ning Tian.

As for this annoying pest who had suddenly intruded into her and Ning Tian's life, surely there was no harm in throwing a few punches and kicks behind his back to vent some frustration?

It wasn't as if she were actually hitting him.

"You look very pretty today, Wu Feng," Ning Tian complimented her.

Wu Feng was indeed dressed beautifully today, wearing a cool white sundress and a straw hat on her head.

Receiving Ning Tian's praise, Wu Feng's cheeks flushed slightly as she replied, "Ning Tian, you look great today, too."

Yuri is great. I, Lin Yuan, love watching yuri the most; I usually watch it in 1080p.

"But I don't really like this outfit," Wu Feng said, her expression showing some annoyance.

"However, my family says that after I awaken my martial soul, my temper might become quite volatile, so they're making me undergo etiquette training to balance it out."

Ning Tian nodded in agreement; she had met the female elders in Wu Feng's family, and their tempers were indeed one more explosive than the next.

This lady-like education doesn't seem to be doing much. Besides, after awakening the Red Dragon martial soul, her temper is bound to become explosive anyway.

Then what is the point of doing this? Lin Yuan thought to himself.

"But you'll have combat capabilities in the future, so suffering a little now is nothing." Ning Tian's expression was clearly a bit lonely as she swung her wooden sword, aimlessly tracing lines in the grass.

Every support-type soul master possessed the heart of a warrior; this was evident from how hard Ning Tian worked during training.

Ever since the martial soul awakening, this feeling had only intensified as she saw the massive improvements Lin Yuan had made.

It was a pity that she was only a support-type, and she might not even reach level eighty in her entire life.

She truly envied battle-type soul masters like Lin Yuan, yet she was destined to be a support-type for the rest of her life.

She needed to take some time to accept all of this, at least while the gap in combat power wasn't too large, so she could barely keep up with Lin Yuan's pace.

Even if the reality was that, even without obtaining a soul ring, her combat ability was already a significant step behind Lin Yuan's.

"It's okay, I'll protect you in the future, Ning Tian," Wu Feng said with a giggle, flexing her "muscles."

Lin Yuan watched this scene, speechless. With that kind of emotional intelligence, it's no wonder she was the one who pursued Ning Tian in the first place.

"Is that so? Then I'll rely on you in the future, Wu Feng." Ning Tian rubbed the head of Wu Feng, who had sat down beside her.

"Hehe." Wu Feng puffed out her chest with pride, then looked at Lin Yuan with a provocative gaze.

"The two young ladies have such a good bond. You might even become best friends for life," Cao Xin said with a chuckle as he stroked his beard, only to see Lin Yuan looking at him with a strange expression.

"What?"

Lin Yuan shook his head and said, "Nothing."

The old man still doesn't see it clearly. It's obvious that feelings beyond friendship have blossomed here.

"By the way, Ning Tian, have you ever thought about studying soul tools?" Lin Yuan turned and asked.

"Soul tools?" Ning Tian asked, puzzled.

"Yes, soul tools." Lin Yuan picked up his wooden sword and began drawing in the grass.

"Look, since it's difficult for you to improve your combat power through normal cultivation, right?"

Everyone gathered around, casting their eyes on the pattern Lin Yuan had drawn on the ground.

Lin Yuan had sketched a rough design of a chainsword, marking how the sword would move and function.

"Why not put your effort into your weapon? If you make a sword-shaped soul tool using this structure, even if your personal combat power isn't high, you can use the soul tool to unleash an attack capable of rivaling a Soul Elder."

Ning Tian furrowed her brows, deep in thought over the concept of the chainsword Lin Yuan had described.

It's easy to mount a chain onto a soul tool, right?

It's easy to use soul power to make the chain move, right?

And it's easy to make the moving, serrated chain stick to an enemy, right?

"That's right." Ning Tian suddenly felt enlightened, as if the fog that had been clouding her mind had dissipated.

"But this, in the end, is not the true path," Cao Xin frowned.

"Teacher, do you think that with Ning Tian's physique, how far can she go on the path of sword cultivation?" Lin Yuan countered.

Cao Xin looked at Ning Tian, "Uh... indeed."

"I actually have another question: why has the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect never developed soul tools?"

"Historically, our acceptance of hidden weapons has always been quite high. So why are we so conservative when it comes to soul tools?"

"Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda soul masters possess spiritual power, and most are intelligent enough. Our financial resources are, if not the best on the continent, at least the second. With such innate advantages, why not develop soul tools?"

Lin Yuan's words left Cao Xin and Ning Tian deep in thought.

That's right, why not develop soul tools?

Cao Xin suddenly felt as if an aura of stupidity had been perpetually shrouding the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect.

It was as if, after following the same old path for ten thousand years, the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect had only just begun to examine itself starting today.

Yet, all of this had begun with the youth standing right before him.

"I, I'm going to go talk to Father." Ning Tian stood up excitedly and walked toward the place where Ning Zhiyuan was staying.

Watching the girl's retreating figure as she jogged away, Lin Yuan couldn't help but complain inwardly that Tang Buddha Ancestor's aura of stupidity had suppressed everyone far too heavily, hadn't it?

In order to keep his hidden weapons from becoming obsolete, he had constantly suppressed the thinking of the people on the Douluo Continent.

Over the span of ten thousand years, if things had developed normally, soul guidance technology would have iterated dozens of times by now.

It was evident that if not for the collision with the Sun Moon Continent, the Douluo Continent would likely still be slumbering in the sweet, invincible dream of the Tang Sect, unaware of how much time had passed.

There would have been no subsequent era of battle armor or the interstellar age; those with vested interests had no motivation to revolutionize themselves.

"Alright, let's continue practicing our swordsmanship," Cao Xin said.

Lin Yuan nodded, stood up from the grass, and prepared to continue swinging his sword.

"Can I practice swordsmanship with you too?" Wu Feng asked, clutching the wooden sword Ning Tian had left behind, her gaze fixed firmly on the two of them.

"Sure, but if you get your clothes dirty, won't your family say anything?" Cao Xin asked with a smile.

"I want to have the strength to protect Ning Tian!" Wu Feng said firmly.

She then put on a rather cheeky expression, pointed at herself with her thumb, and said, "Besides, I'm their biological daughter. They wouldn't beat me to death, would they?"

"The fact that you have this kind of nerve proves you're definitely their biological daughter," Lin Yuan said, covering his mouth to hide his laughter.

Cao Xin scratched his head and said helplessly, "Fine, you can join in too."

Three days later, Star Dou Great Forest.

Lin Yuan had already determined the primary cultivation direction for his martial soul, which was the Destruction Demon Dragon martial soul.