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"Uh, sorry. I turned up the Sage Degree."

Chen Hong scratched his head awkwardly, then took his [Sage]'s Ring back from Ning Lu.

Ning Lu had looked as though she had seen a ghost. The moment she saw Chen Hong, it was as if some bald old monk had possessed him, so frightened that she immediately yanked the [Sage]'s Ring off his head.

Chen Hong took the pale golden [Sage]'s Ring from his mother's hand, pushed a tiny movable mechanism on the outer edge of the ring all the way over, and put it back on. It settled over his forehead like a Golden Hoop. A faint chill washed over him, making him shudder instinctively.

"What's wrong?" Ning Lu asked with a worried look, once again ready to rescue her foolish son from the sea of Buddhism.

"Nothing. I feel great, and it won't affect my mental state." Master Chen Hong, with a pale golden hoop around his head, shook his head at Ning Lu and Chen Lin to show that he was fine.

For this second [Sage]'s Ring, Chen Hong had optimized a Sage Degree function that could adjust the "dosage." At the highest Sage Degree, it produced the effect of Chen Hong's Sage Time soul skill, suppressing every stray thought in his heart and achieving self-deification? Buddhification? In any case, he would no longer possess worldly desires. He would become a terrifyingly powerful man capable of passing through a garden of flowers without a single petal touching him.

However, running the [Sage]'s Ring at maximum power would produce the same side effects as Sage Time. The stray thoughts in his heart would have nowhere to go, eventually accumulating into a mountain. Once the [Sage]'s Ring's effect ended, they would become a raging flood that drowned his mind.

"I installed an active pressure valve. Once the chaotic mental currents outside reach a certain level, the [Sage]'s Ring will compensate by acting as a mental shield with its physical form, weakening the chaotic mental currents created by crowds gathering together."

Chen Hong had designed the [Sage]'s Ring to add a heat sink to his weak CPU, preventing his sensitive, oversized brain from being blown apart again by the Mental Turbulence created by a bustling crowd.

"That's good." Ning Lu sighed in relief and reached out to straighten Chen Hong's hair. The worry in her eyes finally faded a little.

She had always known that her useless son had this problem. Perhaps because of his Spirit Martial Soul, he could not live normally in crowded places. The longer he stayed, the more abnormal his mental state became. That was why he had always been fostered in White Cloud Village.

Later, as her son's Soul Power Level slowly rose, his mental resistance improved somewhat, allowing him to live briefly in crowded places.

Ning Lu had used her connections to seek medical help, but Spirit Martial Souls were simply too rare. In the end, nothing came of it.

Now that she saw Chen Hong had finally solved his "Martial Soul problem," Ning Lu naturally felt overjoyed.

Cool yet warm fingers brushed across his forehead. Chen Hong watched his mother carefully arrange his hair from so close by, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips.

Life always found its own way out, didn't it?

Whether it was Ning Lu's own Martial Soul problem or Chen Hong's, both had ultimately found a solution through the Soul Tool known as the [Sage]'s Ring.

"Dad, Mom, this is the true meaning of Soul Tools: restoring wholeness to incomplete people and finding new paths for living beings, isn't it?"

"Yes, yes, our Hong'er has really made something of himself now. Hehe." Ignoring Chen Hong's resistant expression, Ning Lu pinched his handsome little cheek and laughed. "Lingling will be on break again soon. She already wrote to me, saying she wants to come study at the clinic for a few days."

Huh? Who was Lingling?

Chen Hong froze, suddenly realizing that he had been too busy for the past half year to spare any thought for matters over in Heaven Dou City.

"Once your Technology Guild is stable, I'll take you back to my family home to meet your grandfather."

"Huh? Mom, are you finally letting me Explode Gold Coins from Grandpa?"

Chen Hong's eyes lit up, and his interest immediately surged. Orphan Father Chen Lin could no longer provide him with Explode Gold Coins, so Chen Hong naturally turned his attention to the grandfather he had never met.

If one had to name the faction that loved collecting all kinds of precious heavenly treasures most in this world, then the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect undoubtedly held first place.

As long as Chen Hong could Explode Gold Coins from his grandfather just a little, his private treasury would grow immensely!

"??? Are you looking for another beating, brat?"

Ning Lu angrily kneaded Chen Hong's head like dough, making him cry out in pain and praise his mother.

Beside them, Chen Lin watched the mother and son's affectionate interaction. A trace of warmth appeared in his eyes, but he seemed to think of something, and his gaze filled with worry and anticipation for the unknown.

"Your father won't go for now. The two of us will test the waters first, so that your father doesn't get his legs broken by that furious old man the moment he shows up."

Ning Lu's somewhat disdainful voice reached Chen Lin's ears, making his entire body stiffen as though struck by lightning.

Th-this was how orphans were treated?

Sob sob.

A week later, eleven-year-old Chen Hong, now at Soul Power Level 14, was hand-building a strangely shaped Soul Powered Machinery device in a small workshop inside the Technology Guild when a sweet little girl's voice suddenly called from outside, "Brother Hong!"

"Huh?" Chen Hong, standing before a Soul Powered Machinery device with only two tires, froze and looked up. At some point, an adorable little girl with short blue-silver hair, pale violet eyes, and a white-and-cyan dress had appeared in the small courtyard outside the workshop. She timidly poked her head in from outside.

"Didn't you say you were going to the clinic?" [Sage]'s Ring Chen Hong poked his muddled little head out from a pile of parts and scratched his head.

"..." Ye Lingling stared at Chen Hong inside the workshop with her watery pale violet eyes for a long while. Then her nose twitched, she gave a cold snort, and turned to leave.

"Hmph! Then I'll go see Aunt Ning!"

"Wait!" Chen Hong's eyes instantly cleared at the triggered keyword. Not caring about his filthy clothes, he hurriedly ran out and stopped Ye Lingling.

"I was just teasing you, Lingling. You came at the perfect time. Let me show you my latest invention!"

Chen Hong vigorously wiped his grimy little hands on his pants, then took Ye Lingling's fragrant, soft little hand. Amid her startled cry, he led her into his small workshop, where metal parts were scattered all over the floor.

Pointing at an almost completed Mechanical Creation in the middle of the room, one with only two large rubber tires, Chen Hong said to Ye Lingling, whose little face was flushed as he held her hand, "Look, a Soul-Powered Motorcycle! The most suitable ground-skimming aircraft for Spirit Masters right now!"

"Wait a moment. I'll finish it soon, then I'll take you out for a ride!"

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