What You Worry About, Comes to Pass

"Of course I do."

Ye Luochen smiled.

As a disciple of Xuan Ziwen and someone highly valued by Jing Hongchen, he was naturally equipped with a flight-type soul tool.

Not only that, but his flight-type soul tool was also a latest-generation product from Mingde Hall.

It was compact, lightweight, and highly energy-efficient, yet its speed was nothing to scoff at.

However, no matter how efficient it was, a journey of ten thousand miles was far beyond his capacity.

After all, Ye Luochen was currently only at the Soul Ancestor level, while everyone else—whether they were team members or teachers—was at least at the Soul King level.

If he were traveling solely by foot, Ye Luochen was confident he wouldn't be left behind or fall out of formation.

But if he used a flight-type soul tool, things would be different.

Because this device didn't care about your physical fitness; it only looked at one thing: soul power. The more abundant your soul power, the longer you could fly.

Compared to the others, Ye Luochen's total soul power was undoubtedly lacking, making it very easy for a situation to arise where others could keep flying while he had no soul power left to sustain himself.

After hearing Ye Luochen's concerns, Meng Hongchen waved her hand with a smile, signaling him not to worry.

She then flipped her palm, and two bottle-shaped objects appeared in her hand, which she handed over to Ye Luochen.

"Here, with this thing, what are you worried about?"

Ye Luochen picked one up, examined it for a moment, and asked, "What is this?"

"Hm? You don't recognize it?"

Meng Hongchen was slightly taken aback.

"I'm starting to wonder how you even learned your soul tool techniques."

"As for me, my learning methods and content are a bit different from the standard mode," Ye Luochen explained.

Since he started school, the vast majority of his soul tool knowledge had come from the explanations of Mingde Hall instructors, and these explanations were essentially crash courses.

This led to a situation where, although Ye Luochen learned very quickly—mastering things in a very short time that might take others years to learn—he inevitably had gaps due to a lack of systematic study.

Originally, after joining Xuan Ziwen's research lab and having a true mentor, the situation should have improved.

But because he had proposed the concepts of modularization and assembly lines, Xuan Ziwen had dived headfirst into them, and the systematic teaching that should have been provided became a distant prospect.

This left Ye Luochen's soul tool skills in a very delicate state.

He was extremely knowledgeable about the vast majority of general-purpose soul tools, far exceeding what should be expected of a third-level soul tool master.

But if it were those missing pieces of information, he was completely clueless.

For example, the object in front of him.

"This item is called a Milk Bottle. It can compress soul power and store it. When your soul power is insufficient, you can absorb it from the Milk Bottle to replenish yourself. The speed is much faster than recovering through normal cultivation," Meng Hongchen explained helplessly.

"Take these two for now, and tell me if you need more."

Ye Luochen nodded. He didn't stand on ceremony and took both Milk Bottles.

He finally understood why, when facing the Evil Eye Tyrant, the Hongchen siblings could drive ninth-level soul tools above their rank while simultaneously launching other attacks, as if their soul power were inexhaustible.

So, they had such a good thing.

After the two chatted for a while longer, the rest of the members had basically arrived. After checking the list and organizing their equipment, the group didn't delay any further and headed out of the academy.

Flying was prohibited within Ming Capital, so the team had to leave the city before they could use their flight-type soul tools.

Once they were outside the jurisdiction of Ming Capital, pairs of metal wings unfolded behind the members of the group. Streams of energy erupted from the wings, and the next moment, they all took to the sky, creating a rather spectacular scene.

"This is the charm of soul tool technology," Ye Luochen said, hovering in the air and looking at the ground receding below, unable to help but sigh with emotion.

"For an ordinary soul master, if they want to possess flight capabilities, either their martial soul must have wings, or their cultivation must reach the Titled Douluo level."

"But flight-type soul tools directly break this limitation, allowing me, at the Soul Ancestor level, to float in the air."

Although he had experienced flight many times before, most of those were while being carried by his mentor; he hadn't actually driven one himself and taken off very often.

"That's nothing. In Mingde Hall, you must have seen many things that aren't leaked to the public. Those are the things that truly have epoch-making significance," Meng Hongchen said, drifting over with a smile.

In principle, she wasn't supposed to talk about these things; even leaking a tiny bit was not permitted by the rules.

But after their previous heart-to-heart talk, and considering Ye Luochen had already been in Mingde Hall for nearly a month, Meng Hongchen didn't care about those rigid constraints.

"Hurry up and keep up. While you're here spacing out, the main group has already flown far away."

Nodding, Ye Luochen channeled his soul power, and the thrust from his wings erupted, allowing him to chase after the others ahead.

It had to be said that the flight-type soul tool Ye Luochen wore was truly a crystallization of Mingde Hall's latest generation of technology.

It was only a third-level tool, but when driven at full power, its speed was not much slower than the fifth and sixth-level flight-type soul tools used by the others in front.

Although pushing his power to the limit consumed a great deal of soul power, Ye Luochen felt no weakness or fatigue thanks to the high-quality Milk Bottle Meng Hongchen had given him—another crystallization of Mingde Hall's latest generation of technology—and his condition remained consistently above the passing mark.

"I was worried earlier that the long journey might lead to unexpected trouble, but it seems I was overthinking it."

Ye Luochen thought to himself.

Their group was flying at high speed through the air; even if there were any trouble along the way, it would be difficult to affect them.

However, often the more one worries about something, the more likely it is to happen.

Not long after Ye Luochen relaxed his mind, a sudden, sharp shout erupted from the front of the formation:

"Look out!"

"Soul beast attack!"

The voice spread instantly, and Ye Luochen immediately braced himself once more.

But before he could take any further action, Meng Hongchen's voice came from beside him:

"It's fine, don't worry. The configuration of this team isn't like the previous Soul Hunting Operation. Although there isn't a Rank 9 soul engineer overseeing us, the combined strength of dozens of high-level soul engineers is definitely far superior to that cowardly old thing who was too afraid to make a move back then."

Although she understood that he had been worried about alerting more terrifying existences at the time, they had still been plunged into a desperate situation; had it not been for the protection of their Rank 9 soul tools, they would likely have perished on the spot. Therefore, Meng Hongchen did not hold back at all, her words fully expressing her dissatisfaction with the team leader from that time.

No sooner had she finished speaking than dozens of lights flared at the front of the formation, transforming into thick, powerful beams that slammed violently toward the front!