Heaven Dou City Internship (Seeking Follow-ups, Seeking Votes)

Heaven Dou City, a historic ancient city devoid of skyscrapers.

More than five months had passed since Yang Fan began studying the secret arts of soul spirits under Leng Yaozhu at the Spirit Pagoda headquarters. Yang Fan had naturally completed the fusion of his third soul ring, successfully breaking through to the level thirty-one Soul Venerable realm.

Thanks to the repeated tempering in the Spirit Ascension Platform over the past six months, his current soul ring configuration had reached the eye-catching "Black, Black, Black" standard.

Soul masters and soul spirits were one; soul spirits could not only evolve but also continuously increase their age. As a soul spirit grew stronger, it would feed back vast amounts of energy to the soul master.

It was precisely due to the feedback from Jingyue breaking through the ten-thousand-year threshold that Yang Fan was able to quickly step into the ranks of level thirty-one Soul Venerables, even while splitting his energy to study soul spirits.

Thanks to Teacher Leng's help, as the Vice Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda, Leng Yaozhu had personally taken Yang Fan to the high-level Spirit Ascension Platform, which had not yet been fully opened to the public, to raise his rank. Yang Fan saw her kindness and kept it in his heart.

Though he was called a nominal disciple, his treatment over the past half-year was no different from that of a direct disciple.

Jingyue was the name of Yang Fan's soul spirit, the Silver Mirror Beast. He had originally wanted to name it "Little Mirror," thinking that a cheap name was easier to raise.

But Na'er had insisted, "Don't think about what you want; think about what I want." She pestered him for a whole week, insisting that the name didn't sound good.

After flipping through the Federation dictionary for several days, she finally patted her little head and gave Little Mirror the name Jingyue.

Little Mirror was a traitor, too. With Na'er as its backer, it wouldn't come out unless he called it Jingyue.

It wasn't that Yang Fan was afraid of Na'er's "threats," but rather that a soul master shouldn't hold grudges against their soul spirit. Jingyue it was, then; it was just a name.

After providing him with his third soul ring, Jingyue did not disappoint him; as expected, it bestowed upon him the soul skill "Martial Soul Replication"!

With this soul skill, Yang Fan could replicate Na'er's Silver Dragon Spear or Leng Yaozhu's phoenix, and when paired with his second soul skill, "Soul Skill Replication," he finally possessed decent offensive combat power!

Although what he replicated certainly couldn't compare to the original, he was more flexible.

With these two soul skills, his martial soul was no longer limited by his monocle.

The effectiveness of these two soul skills was determined by their age, while the quantity was determined by his spiritual power.

A ten-thousand-year soul ring could replicate eighty percent of the original's power, and his Spirit Sea Realm spiritual power allowed him to store three soul skills and martial souls simultaneously.

(One hundred thousand years: 100%; ten thousand years: 80%; one thousand years: 60%; one hundred years: 40%; each level of spiritual power added one more slot.)

For his martial soul, Yang Fan replicated the Silver Dragon Spear and the Fire Phoenix, while for his soul skills, he chose Fire Element Enchantment and Bathing Fire Phoenix, leaving one slot each for martial souls and soul skills for emergencies.

Although he could delete a replication to make room for another, the process had a 24-hour cooldown, so it was better to keep them for contingencies.

Today was Friday. He had finished his internship work in Heaven Dou City for the week and planned to go back to see Na'er and his teacher.

Internships were a mandatory path for every Spirit Master.

Theoretical study, spiritual cultivation, and practical accumulation.

Even Leng Yaozhu's disciple could not be exempted.

But it wasn't a big problem; under Leng Yaozhu's arrangements, he had been assigned to intern in Heaven Dou City, not far from Shrek City.

He really had a connection with Heaven Dou City.

Compared to the one-day journey from East Sea City to Shrek City, it took less than half a day to travel from Heaven Dou City to Shrek City in the southeast.

Therefore, Yang Fan would go back every Friday to see Na'er and study with his teacher, Leng Yaozhu, before taking the transport back to Heaven Dou City on Sunday night.

Nine-to-five, five days on, two days off.

The blessings he never enjoyed in his past life were being enjoyed in this one.

Moreover, the friends he had met while interning at the Spirit Pagoda in Heaven Dou City were all talented; he absolutely loved it here.

They were the "Four Nots and Two Directs" type: interns who knew nothing, understood nothing, were aware of nothing, claimed it wasn't them, slacked off directly at work, and left directly when the shift ended.

There were also the veteran Spirit Masters of Heaven Dou who taught them how to slack off and summarized the theory that earning money meant if the Spirit Pagoda gave you 500 Federation coins a day, doing 500 coins' worth of work was just exchanging labor for pay, but doing only 300 coins' worth of work was what you called "earning money."

In short, Yang Fan had spent his time at the Spirit Pagoda very happily, meeting several goofy friends and learning many things he hadn't known before.

Unfortunately, the six-month deadline was approaching.

The next time he returned would likely be in half a year, and he still hadn't figured out how to bid farewell to Na'er and his teacher.

Yang Fan had already spoken to Di Tian and Bi Ji, using the excuse that his plane's elders were summoning him back and he would be gone for about half a year. This was half-truth and half-lie, which could further prove that he possessed the coordinates to a plane.

Having worn the mask he crafted for so long in this world, he seemed to have started believing it himself. It wasn't intentional fraud, but there was no other way; he had to provide a suitable reason.

Otherwise, if he had just agreed to a six-month cooperation and Yang Fan vanished into thin air with their Dragon God Reverse Scale before providing the coordinates, what then?

If he angered Di Tian, and the latter exploded the Dragon God Reverse Scale in a fit of rage using a secret art, he would be finished!

Although he felt Di Tian wouldn't be willing to destroy one of the few remaining relics of the Dragon God in the world, he also doubted whether the Dragon God Reverse Scale truly had the ability to be detonated across timelines.

After all, in the fantasy worldview of Douluo, the difficulty of crossing space-time was not low.

But Yang Fan was unwilling to gamble unless it was a special situation. After all, it was something left behind by the Dragon God; what if there was some hidden contingency?

Even if there was a ninety percent chance of success, in his eyes, it was no different from failure!

Gamblers never win.

As Yang Fan thought this, he looked at the schedule and walked into the corresponding platform entrance to queue up.

It was still 20 minutes until ticket inspection, but for some reason, a long line had already formed.

"Why are the queues for transport so long in every era?"

Yang Fan stood bored at the end of the line, pulling out his Soul Guidance Communicator to play Snake.

This was a small game he had suggested to Leng Yaozhu, intending to use it to earn some pocket money.

Relying on Soul Beasts or the resources from Leng Yaozhu's side wasn't impossible, but as a modern person, he didn't particularly like simply getting something for nothing.

Relationships had to be maintained mutually; you help me, and I help you.

It was better to avoid dealing with Soul Beast factions until he had plotted out a small plane of his own, and Leng Yaozhu wasn't having an easy time either due to the suppression from the Qiangu side.

Therefore, Yang Fan came up with a plan where he provided the ideas, Leng Yaozhu handled the implementation, and he took a cut of the profits. This plan killed two birds with one stone: it helped his master overcome her difficulties while earning him some spending money.

Coming from a later age, he felt that the easiest investment to make, and the one least likely to suffer from cultural incompatibility, was gaming.

The gaming industry in this era was still in its infancy. After all, the tech tree primarily revolved around Soul Masters; combat in the Spirit Ascension Platform and the virtual battle systems secretly developed by the Federation were far more attractive to Soul Masters than ordinary games.

But there were a lot of ordinary people in this era!

Across the Sun Moon Continent, Douluo Continent, Heaven Dou Continent, and Star Luo Continent, there were hundreds of millions, if not over a billion people. Even if each person only spent one Federation coin, the total would be an astronomical figure.

Relying on his vision and Leng Yaozhu's connections, they had successfully launched the game Tetris!

Of course, here on the Douluo Continent, it had to follow local customs and be called Spirit Transmission Blocks.

The blocks displayed different Spirit Soul patterns based on various skins, which was also the profit point of this little game.

It should count as the earliest game of this era; after all, even the celebrity industry didn't seem to have developed until ten thousand years later. The speed of Douluo's development had always been a mystery.

Yang Fan planned to make a fortune quietly, starting small. Once others started following the trend, he would bring out more attractive themes like the Golden Martial Soul Mining Shovel, Spirit Soul War Against Soul Beasts, and so on.

These plans were currently stored in Leng Yaozhu's secret vault, and because of these plans and the potential Yang Fan had displayed, Leng Yaozhu's opinion of him had improved significantly.

He had probably gone from being a playboy with average talent to a business prodigy with decent talent.