A Weapon That Instantly Kills Soul Ancestors? The Pope Wants to Mass-Produce Them!

"Mom, it's still early."

Song Ye spoke modestly, though the corners of his mouth were already twitching as he struggled to suppress his smile.

Now that he had acquired his second soul skill, combining it with his first, he had the ultimate setup for an emperor.

However, he had absorbed both a soul bone and the whale rubber. Reaching level twenty-five meant he would need to cultivate at a slower pace from then on.

Song Ye and Bibi Dong headed back without wasting any time, returning to the courtyard around nightfall.

Bibi Dong had her own room in this house.

Over this period, she had learned far too many things and grown increasingly trusting of Song Ye, finding herself unable to live without this son anymore.

"Ye'er, Mom doesn't have anything important tonight. I'll stay with you."

Bibi Dong gently stroked Song Ye, speaking with tender affection.

Naturally, Song Ye was delighted, and even prepared to cook for Bibi Dong.

Yet Bibi Dong only gave a wry smile at that. "Silly child, does Mom let a child do the cooking?"

"What parents would make a six-year-old cook and just sit around waiting to eat?"

"Mom will do it. Mom had a hard life in her early years, I know how to do all this."

Back when she was eighteen or nineteen, Qian Xunji had taken her in as a disciple. Although she was already a Soul Master back then and had some income, she hadn't been well-off.

Yet after all these years, Bibi Dong reigned high above as the Pope, eating meals prepared by the top chefs of the continent.

No one would ever imagine that the Pope, the person with the greatest authority in the world today, would cook for a six-year-old child.

A short while later, Bibi Dong had whipped up three dishes and a soup. The two of them shared a warm, cozy atmosphere at the dining table, brimming with familial joy.

Once they finished eating, Bibi Dong coaxed him with doting affection. "Ye'er, eat a bit more."

"Are you full?"

"I'm full, Mom!"

Song Ye chuckled. "I'll go wash the dishes."

"Besides, since you're still here tonight, Mom, I'm going to show you a treasure in a moment!"

"A treasure?"

Bibi Dong felt a trace of bewilderment. Powerful as Song Ye's abilities were nowadays, what sort of treasure could he possibly have?

Besides, there was no way she would let Song Ye wash the dishes. Bibi Dong insisted on taking the task and tidying everything up herself.

Afterward, Song Ye dragged Bibi Dong out into their small private courtyard. The surroundings were pitch black and serene, devoid of any outsiders.

Bibi Dong remained suspicious. "Ye'er, you're acting all mysterious. What on earth is it?"

Having pulled her out, Song Ye naturally intended to bring out the crafted Xuande Hand Crossbow to show her, as he wanted to give Bibi Dong a surprise.

The next second, a hand crossbow about the size of a fist and thirty centimeters long was drawn from Song Ye's Storage Ring.

Song Ye explained, "Mom, I made this."

"Do you remember when I asked you to help me find whale rubber, and I also had you commission blacksmiths to forge those special metal arrows for me?"

"I remember. Mom thought they were just toys." Bibi Dong nodded.

Song Ye smiled. "Those were good things!"

"Those arrows were meant to be fired from this hand crossbow for combat."

"I painstakingly researched and developed this hand crossbow myself. Looking across the entire Douluo Continent, I discovered a flaw common to all Soul Masters."

"That is, Soul Master combat relies heavily on soul power, while their personal physical training falls short—even though a Soul Master's body grows stronger as it is nourished by soul power."

"Yet in a comparison between peers, if someone does not use soul power for defense and relies solely on flesh and blood, their actual defensive power is very low."

"I built upon this foundation to create a corresponding weapon."

"Holding this weapon in your hand, you load metal inside it, and simply pull the trigger to launch the arrows through an elastic mechanism!"

"The arrows themselves pack power, and the elastic mechanism provides thrust. The damage dealt by this weapon is quite substantial."

"Give it a try first!"

As he spoke, Song Ye handed the Xuande Hand Crossbow to Bibi Dong first.

Hearing her son's words, Bibi Dong still looked somewhat dazed and baffled.

Her own son could actually research weapons?

She hadn't seen Song Ye doing anything related to that normally, and besides, was this gadget actually useful to a Soul Master?

Bibi Dong was a pure Soul Master, and all her thinking revolved around Soul Masters.

The Douluo Continent isn't devoid of Soul Masters who use weapons, she thought to herself, yet most weapons have a negligible impact.

For a Tool Soul Master, their own Martial Soul is the best weapon; as for Beast Soul Masters, if they pick up a weapon that lacks sufficient strength, it will just get smashed to pieces.

How much power could this tiny little gadget possibly have?

Bibi Dong examined the Xuande Hand Crossbow while inwardly deciding that the child was just wasting his time.

Oh well, it's the result of Ye'er's hard work after all. I'll humor him for now.

I can talk him out of it later. Once Ye'er realizes the inherent strength of a Soul Master, he won't waste his energy on things like this anymore.

With that thought, Bibi Dong gave a couple of coughs and said:

"All right, Ye'er truly is extraordinarily talented."

"However, Ye'er, you must remember that soul power cultivation remains the foundation for a Soul Master."

"You've forged this weapon well, but you mustn't let it affect your cultivation."

"Mom, I know, you just don't trust it."

Song Ye chuckled. "Just try its power first!"

"I daresay this thing can change the landscape of the entire continent!"

Hearing this, the corners of Bibi Dong's eyes twitched. "Change the landscape of the continent?"

What kind of nonsense was changing the continent's landscape? Could the political landscape of the Douluo Continent possibly be that unstable?

Bibi Dong felt slightly helpless, but she eventually raised the Xuande Hand Crossbow and aimed it at the iron target Song Ye had set up earlier.

Mimicking Song Ye's movements, she gently pulled the trigger aimed at the bullseye.

"Swish!"

The next second, over a dozen arrows shot out simultaneously at incredible speed.

"Hmm?"

Before she could even witness the destructive power, the sheer speed at which a tiny device could launch metal caught Bibi Dong off guard.

Moreover, Bibi Dong quickly looked over and saw that after the arrows fired, the thick metal target was pierced clean through on the spot, without the slightest hesitation.

At this sight, Bibi Dong was thoroughly startled.

"H-How can this be so exaggerated?"

"Ye'er, what material is that steel plate made of?"

Song Ye smiled. "Finger-thick refined steel!"

"What?"

Upon hearing what the target was, Bibi Dong was even more shocked. "Finger-thick refined steel?"

"Metal of that strength requires even Soul Kings to use soul skills just to easily pierce and destroy it!"

"And those arrows just now shot through without the slightest obstruction—obviously, this target is too thin!"

"Gasp!"

It was only at this moment that Bibi Dong snapped to her senses, grasping what Song Ye meant when he said this weapon could change the landscape of the continent.

The more horrified she felt, the tighter she gripped the Xuande Hand Crossbow with one hand, turning it over and over as she inspected it. She could only feel that this object was exquisitely crafted and possessed exaggerated power.

Bibi Dong muttered under her breath:

"With power like this, if caught off guard, it could instantly kill a Soul Ancestor!"

"It could even inflict damage on a Soul King!"

"And as for the millions of Soul Masters across the Douluo Continent, reaching the level of Soul Ancestor or Soul King is already exceedingly rare!"

"Ye'er, you are simply a genius!"

"Any faction that acquires this weapon and mass-produces it will be qualified to contend for hegemony over the world!"

Seized by intense excitement, Bibi Dong grabbed Song Ye by the shoulders and began firing off questions.

As the Pope, she possessed a broader macro-perspective and fully understood that ruling the continent required more than just high-tier combat strength.

Those low-tier Soul Masters and ordinary soldiers were the ones who decided the outcome of wars!

And now, with this kind of weapon, even ordinary people could kill mid- and low-level Soul Masters!

If Spirit Hall could mass-produce them, what the hell was the point of accumulating power anymore? They could start a war and sweep across the world in a matter of minutes!