As Jing Hongchen questioned him, Li Qingming's gaze paused for a second.
He smiled at Jing Hongchen. Luckily, he had prepared in advance and had crafted a Class 3 Soul Tool.
So Li Qingming did not say much or offer a conventional explanation.
He calmly raised his hand, took out the Class 3 shell he had just made from his storage Soul Tool, and slowly presented it with both hands.
Upon seeing this Class 3 soul-guided shell, Jing Hongchen was visibly stunned.
The Class 3 soul-guided shell was exquisitely crafted, with every step handled nearly perfectly. It clearly did not look like a Class 3 Soul Tool that a beginner could have made.
But when Jing Hongchen took it, felt the trace of residual warmth on the soul-guided shell, and saw the Soul Tool that had just been soldered and assembled, he could almost certainly conclude that this Class 3 soul-guided shell had been completed within half an hour.
Li Qingming smiled at Jing Hongchen, his expression exceedingly calm. "This junior just crafted this Class 3 soul-guided shell. I ask for your guidance, Senior."
Hearing Li Qingming's words, Jing Hongchen's pupils contracted slightly.
One had to know that even his grandson, who had studied since childhood, had spent a full two years becoming a Class 3 Soul Engineer.
That talent was already astonishing—terrifying, even.
A Class 3 Soul Engineer could advance to the fourth year, an achievement many students could not reach even after studying for four or five years, or even five or six.
Yet the young man before him had reached it in an extremely short time. The shock was beyond words.
Although advancing to Class 4 and Class 5 Soul Engineer was far more difficult, becoming a Class 3 Soul Engineer at this age and with this