Heaven-Rank Techniques-Do You Think You Can Learn Them Just Because You Want To?!

"Yin Hongye! Did you say Yun Ming was no good online?"

Yin Hongye connected to the Communication Soul Tool, unsurprised by the sudden voice, "Isn't this Cai Yue'er from the Shrek Academy? Don't slander others just because you can't have them yourself."

He thought Douluo Continent was a truly magical place. Cai Yue'er still didn't know that her social media account had been hacked many times, and even thought that those Titled Douluo were cursed by her at some unknown time.

The rumors about Yun Ming's incompetence hadn't even lasted a day before this guy showed up at his door.

"Besides you and Mu Hongchen, who else would spread this rumor!"

"So, you know Yun Ming's strengths and weaknesses?"

"You! Don't talk nonsense!"

"So you were eavesdropping outside the door?"

"You're talking nonsense! Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

"You haven't actually tried it, have you?"

"Yin Hongye, what I'm asking is, did you send this? Who's arguing with you about this?" On the other end of the phone, Cai Yue'er was already red-faced, and the table in front of her was shattered.

"How am I supposed to know if this is a rumor or not if you don't tell me these things!" Yin Hongye never denied that she was the one who posted it.

He just kept asking Yun Ming if it was okay!

"So, do you even know if Yun Ming is capable or not?"

As soon as these words fell, Cai Yue'er felt as if several steel knives were stabbed into her chest. Why were Yin Hongye's words so deadly?

But what follows will be even more damaging.

"You don't know, do you!"

"That's true, you're old and faded, how could Yun Ming like you? Is Ya Li not pretty? He offended a lot of people to prove to the whole world that he likes Ya Li."

But the moment the words left his mouth, the person on the other end of the call was already furious.

"What happened? Why is Cai Yue'er silent?" Yin Hongye looked at Mu Hongchen Mu Hongchen, who skillfully hacked into the Shrek Academy's surveillance system and discovered that the person in the dean's room had fainted.

"Oh dear, I'm a bit too soft-spoken, I didn't even use a swear word." Mu Hongchen said with some regret, "Experiments have shown that rumors can further stimulate romantic thinking. Let's use a physics experiment instead."

He didn't care whether the other party was the strongest in the Federation or not; being a eunuch wouldn't prevent him from becoming the strongest.

"That makes sense. I'll definitely give it a try when the time comes." Yin Hongye ended the call, feeling that this would only further fuel her romantic fantasies. However, it's better to end it now than to suffer for a long time.

It should be fine after that.

As for being afraid of trouble, no one can kill me.

However, it must be admitted that even without Love God, the power of underlying logic remains formidable.

This scene was witnessed by a group of people outside the Heavenly Screen who loved but could not have each other, and they felt that Yin Hongye was in even greater danger.

Hearing what the two said, Qian Renxue and the others couldn't help but hug Na'er. The Federation really dared to raise anything, given how dangerous these two were.

At this moment, Ling Zichen also realized the gap between himself and a true powerhouse; his Mecha mecha was far too weak.

"I will work hard to upgrade my Mecha, and I'm sure it will become stronger in the future," she said earnestly.

"Oh, do as you please." Yin Hongye's voice was calm. He didn't want to waste Tang Sect's resources and hinder Tang Sect development.

This thing is indeed very powerful, but Ling Zichen's idea is to make it available to ordinary people. However, the cost makes it unaffordable for ordinary people.

Let her take her time to figure it out.

"In that case, let's talk about the positive feedback loop combination of the Source... it's sure to bring something new and exciting."

The three pushed over the blackboard and began discussing various combinations of the Origin Source Array, even listing numerous formulas...

These three were alright, but Qian Renxue, Di Qiuer, Na'er felt like they were illiterate, not understanding why numbers were combined with strange letters.

What on earth is this thing?

The three of them only stopped when there wasn't a single clean spot left on the entire blackboard.

Ling Zichen tossed the last piece of chalk into the chalk bin, dusted off his hands, and pulled a palm-sized soul-guided communicator from his uniform pocket.

"Dr. Hong Chen, let's exchange contact information. I still have many questions about the Source Positive Feedback Loop Array; let's study it together sometime."

Mu Hongchen took the communicator and they exchanged numbers. He glanced at the new name in his contacts, his face expressionless.

For him, it was just research.

Most importantly, he noticed that Yin Hongye seemed to have a clue about how to make high-quality counterfeits.

Outside the Heavenly Screen, over the past 20,000 years, only Kong Deming, with his knowledge spanning 10,000 years, has kept up with their discussion.

The others were taking notes, but they couldn't understand them; they really couldn't understand them.

This is a true Heavenly Rank cultivation technique.

Their foundation isn't solid enough, so they can't learn.

At this moment, Kong Deming felt as if he had become a hundred years younger, and he had rediscovered the drive he had when he was young to research Soul Tool.

They were researching bombs; they were planning to blow up Shrek Academy.

Meanwhile, at the Shrek Academy, Xian Lin'er and Qian Duoduo naturally recorded the conversation between Yin Hongye and the others, but it was a Heaven-rank cultivation technique that they couldn't understand.

"Lin'er, what does this mean?"

Qian Duoduo genuinely didn't understand at all; he couldn't comprehend what "Source" or "combination" meant.

Furthermore, why do they directly list numbers when they talk about combining methods?

Can't you speak like a human being?

I don't know how to do this!

Qian Duoduo wanted to roar, "They're taking advantage of our poor foundation!"

As the group walked out of the test site, the night breeze blew in their faces, carrying the distinctive scent of hay from the outskirts of Mingdu.

Qian Renxue was still struggling with those formulas she didn't understand; to be precise, she didn't understand a single one.

Di Qiuer and Na'er walked side by side behind, neither of them speaking, clearly completely unable to understand.

Yin Hongye raised her hand and placed it on Mu Hongchen's shoulder. "Where has the Qian Gu Dongfeng gone?"

Mu Hongchen looked down and swiped a few times on his portable terminal. A set of moving coordinates appeared on the screen, slowly crawling towards Mingdu.

He glanced at the information and wasn't surprised. "They didn't fly over themselves, but came by Mecha. Judging by the speed, they'll arrive by noon tomorrow. They even brought Illusory Brain Douluo with them! As for this debt collection, they're here to settle accounts."

"Don't worry, if he dares to cause trouble in Mingdu, just take him out. The city's defensive artillery has a range covering the entire flight path; I already spoke with Xu Tiankuo this afternoon."

"This Illusory Brain Douluo is here too? Isn't he taking advantage of the fact that I have absolutely no means to deal with mental attacks?" Yin Hongye protested. "And he's making me settle accounts? Isn't this bullying an honest person?"

Aren't you immune?

"Just tell me if I have any experience or methods to deal with this!"

"No, that's definitely not the case."

"Anyway, it's over now. There's no way I'll pay back the money. There's no way I'll ever pay it back in this lifetime." Mu Hongchen smiled. All his money was spent on scientific research.

They can't come up with a single penny.

As everyone left the testing ground, the motion-sensor lights in the corridor went out one by one, swallowing the giant shadow of the testing ground back into darkness.

Meanwhile, 300 kilometers to the northwest, a flying Mecha from the Spirit Pagoda was traversing the night.

Inside the cabin, Qian Gu Dongfeng, wrapped in a blanket, sat in a chair and sneezed three times, each time making the cabin walls vibrate.

"Master, have you caught a cold?" A servant offered him hot tea.

"I'm fine."

Qian Gu Dongfeng took the teacup, rubbed his nose, and felt that someone was talking about him behind his back, and more than one person.