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Hu Liena stared blankly at Chen Hong, who had suddenly stopped treating her like she mattered, and her mind went blank for a moment.

She wanted to rebuke him for being disrespectful, but his words were confident and well-founded. The embarrassed, angry retort rose to her lips, only to be swallowed back down. Then, as if possessed, she said to Chen Hong, who had taken his showing off into her area of expertise:

".You're a child. Isn't wherever you sit a place for children to sit?"

Uh.

Chen Hong froze. Come to think of it, he really couldn't fucking refute that.

At that moment, some of the Spirit Hall people who had secretly been enjoying the show outside finally could no longer suppress their smiles. They were just short of laughing out loud.

It could only be said that a worthy opponent had met an equal rival. Hu Liena's flash of inspiration instantly left Chen Hong speechless, nearly breaking his defenses.

"Y-you said that so well, I can't even refute you." Chen Hong generously admitted that Hu Liena's words had rendered him speechless at once.

"Well said. Please don't say it again next time. I can't even respond to that. We can't keep this conversation going."

"Hehe~" Watching Chen Hong stiffen, his expression complicated as he admitted he had nothing to say, Hu Liena could not help letting out a soft laugh.

At last, she had won one back.

"All right~ Let's get back to your Soul Engine. I acknowledge your talent, and I apologize for doubting you earlier. How about it?" As Spirit Hall's prospective Saintess, Hu Liena possessed a certain degree of composure. If there had not been so many abnormal things about Chen Hong, she would not have been repeatedly struck down like this.

An abnormal Martial Soul, an abnormal mind, abnormal soul skills, and that abnormal Art of Ingenuity—combined with Chen Hong's current age, they always made Hu Liena instinctively underestimate him, only for her to be slapped in the face time and time again. There was always someone better, and a higher sky beyond the sky. Now, she understood that principle.

Though this little bastard's Soul Power was nothing special, she had to admit that he truly knew what he was talking about when it came to Soul Tool research. He really had some skill.

What mattered most to Spirit Hall? A powerful Martial Soul? Terrifying cultivation talent?

No, no, no! Neither of those! Whose Martial Soul could be stronger than the Angel Martial Soul? Whose cultivation talent could surpass that of the God-Bestowed Daughter with Innate Soul Power Rank Twenty? And Spirit Hall also had a powerful Pope with Twin Martial Souls!

Honestly, for an exalted force like Spirit Hall, unless someone was a reincarnated god or broke the fourth wall to receive cheats, Spirit Master geniuses were the type whose potential could most easily be seen to its limit. At times like these, geniuses in other fields became the focus of Spirit Hall's attention.

As she looked at Chen Hong before her, Hu Liena could not help recalling Yu Xiaogang, the "Grandmaster" rumored to have had something going on with her teacher.

Could he perhaps become someone like Grandmaster in the future? Hu Liena could not help thinking to herself.

Moreover, the Spirit Master records on Chen Hong that Hu Liena had seen from Bishop Suotuo showed that this bastard's Innate Soul Power was Rank 3!

Innate Soul Power Rank 3! Was that low? No, no, no! It was incredibly high, all right? Don't talk nonsense! It was so high that Hu Liena could barely imagine what this boy might achieve in the future!

Yu Xiaogang, who was honored as Grandmaster, had only been Rank 0.5, yet Chen Hong had Rank 3!

A full six times higher! Six Yu Xiaogangs! The power of Six-Gang!

If one Yu Xiaogang was called Grandmaster, then Chen Hong would become Six Grandmasters in the future!

(Chen Hong: 666)

"..." For some reason, Chen Hong seemed to sense that Hu Liena was secretly mocking him in her heart, but he had no direct proof.

Could my crazy brain storms be contagious? No, that can't be right... My dad and mom are fine, and Ye Lingling is fine too.

Could it be...

Chen Hong's gaze sharpened slightly as he looked at Hu Liena, already branding her as secretly devious in his mind.

"It's fine. We didn't understand each other before, so misunderstandings are perfectly normal." Chen Hong slowly said without changing expression, "The Generation One Soul Engine is already ready for use. If you want to experience the industrial charm of this kind of Soul Tool machinery, you can give it a try right now."

"We can try it now?" Hu Liena gathered her wandering thoughts and picked up the Soul Engine in her hands. Curious, she asked, "How do we try it?"

Chen Hong immediately pulled out a clump of glowing powder from his pocket, lifted it with Psychic Power, and formed it into a blueprint in midair. "Your carriage happens to be quite sturdy, and Bishop Suotuo is very strong. We just need to carve a few wooden rods and gears like these, and you'll be able to get a preliminary feel for the charm of Soul Tool machinery."

Hu Liena glanced at the blueprint floating in the air. She could not understand it, but she still said to the Spirit Hall Elder beside the carriage, "Stop the carriage. Elder, I need wood shaped like this. Please."

The convoy stopped. A trace of curiosity flashed through the Spirit Hall Elder's eyes, but he said nothing. He immediately flashed into the nearby forest, returning several breaths later with the connecting rods and wooden gears Chen Hong required.

"Dad, come on, give me a hand." Holding the wooden tools, Chen Hong called over his father, Chen Lin, and began making temporary modifications to Hu Liena's carriage.

Spirit Hall's carriage had four wheels, allowing it to transport some ore when necessary. That was why they had deliberately chosen this type of carriage.

A Spatial Soul Guidance Device? Those were expensive and precious, all right? Besides, the Spatial Soul Guidance Devices excavated from ancient ruins across Douluo Continent currently all had rather limited capacity.

Like the Spatial Belt in Yu Xiaogang's possession, which had several cubic meters of space... How many Spirit Hall Spirit Masters suspected that guy had gotten it by selling his ass?

The Spirit Hall group stopped and curiously watched the Chen father and son modify their carriage on the spot. Hu Liena, her face covered by a veil, also stepped down from the carriage, her beautiful pale-red eyes fixed on Chen Hong's small, busy, serious back.

With Spirit Hall's Spirit Masters helping, Chen Hong barely needed to do anything himself. He only needed to tell them what to do, and they would complete the task according to his instructions.

Since the carriage had four wheels, Chen Hong used mortise-and-tenon joints to lock the front two wheels together, turning them into a pair of powered wheels. Installing the Soul Engine on the rear wheels would make it prone to flipping over at high speeds.

In just ten or twenty minutes, with the help of the curious Spirit Hall Spirit Masters, Chen Hong added a simple wooden power transmission shaft system to the carriage. He only needed to prove to the Spirit Hall group that his results were workable. Even if the wooden drive shaft wore out and broke, it would not matter.

"All right, done!"

After checking that the power transmission system was functioning properly, Chen Hong installed the Soul Engine in the spot he had reserved at the front of the carriage, where the driver's seat was.

Then he said to his father, "Let's give this cushy job to my dad."

Under the curious gazes of the Spirit Hall group, Chen Hong patted his father on the shoulder. "Work hard. If you flip the carriage, at worst you'll only lose your head."

Everyone: "..."

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