Soul Tool Idiot, Sword Maniac Ji Juechen's Challenge Letter

Jing Hongchen ultimately could not refuse Yan Jingchuan.

Such a genius had practically been delivered right to his doorstep. If he still did not take him in, there would truly be something wrong with his head.

Having successfully enrolled in Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineering Academy, Yan Jingchuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Though it had not been beyond his expectations and Jing Hongchen had indeed not rejected him, the matter had remained unresolved until now, so he could not help worrying that something might go wrong.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month passed.

A joyful, tearful wail came from Laboratory Seven:

"Wonderful, wonderful! You finally succeeded!!"

Yan Jingchuan stared at the soul tool core formation in his hand, his face darkening.

Beside him, a white-haired boy and girl with heterochromatic eyes covered their mouths, struggling not to laugh.

They were Jing Hongchen's grandson and granddaughter, Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen.

"More than a month, and you only just reached the level of a first-class soul engineer. What peerless talent... hahaha!"

Xiao Hongchen bent over laughing without the slightest concern for his image.

Xuan Ziwen, with long hair, glasses, and tears of relief on his face, raised his head toward the ceiling, not wanting to say a single word.

Ever since enrolling, Yan Jingchuan had studied under Xuan Ziwen. Seeing Yan Jingchuan's extraordinary cultivation talent and how quickly he understood and mastered soul tool theory, Xuan Ziwen had thought he would be a soul tool prodigy.

The result, however, had been a crushing disappointment, even becoming excruciating at times.

Taking more than a month to become a first-class soul engineer—Xuan Ziwen had never taught a student with such talent before.

Yan Jingchuan was helpless as well. Strictly speaking, going from a vague understanding of soul tools to becoming a first-class soul engineer in just over a month was not slow. But that depended on whom he was compared with.

Xuan Ziwen was an eighth-class soul engineer, and none of the students he personally taught had ever been poor at soul tools.

There was even less need to mention Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen. Barely over ten years old, they would already have been third-class soul engineers if not for the limitations of their soul power levels.

With that comparison, Yan Jingchuan's talent for soul tools could only be considered ordinary, perhaps even lacking.

Seeing Xiao Hongchen still laughing, Yan Jingchuan frowned.

"Xiao Hongchen! Are you done yet? Want to spar again?"

Noticing Yan Jingchuan's unfriendly expression, Xiao Hongchen shut his mouth.

When Yan Jingchuan had first enrolled, Xiao Hongchen had heard about him and immediately run over to challenge him, wanting to prove that he was the most talented of the new generation.

Then Yan Jingchuan had taught him a painful lesson.

Xiao Hongchen, proud to the bone, had naturally refused to accept it. As the self-proclaimed greatest genius of the Sun Moon Empire, he would never lose a second time.

What followed were challenge after challenge, and crushing defeat after crushing defeat.

A two-ringed Soul Master could not beat a one-ringed one, and Yan Jingchuan even had to hold back, afraid that he might accidentally injure Xiao Hongchen badly.

No matter how great his pride had been, it had nearly been worn away. The two had also become friends through their fights.

"Wait until I break through to three rings, then we'll fight again!"

Though his mouth was shut, Xiao Hongchen had no intention of giving in easily. Yan Jingchuan's soul tool talent was average, so he still had an advantage.

Perhaps due to Yan Jingchuan's blows to his confidence, Xiao Hongchen's soul power had risen quickly. He was now at level twenty-eight, not far from a breakthrough.

"Brother! By the time you break through, Jingchuan will probably have reached two rings too. You still won't be able to beat him then."

The playful and adorable Meng Hongchen, her hair tied in a ponytail, suddenly tore down her own brother's confidence.

Yan Jingchuan had not spent the past month solely researching soul tools. His soul power was already at level nineteen, just a step away from breaking through. As long as he wanted to, he could break through at any time.

Such rapid cultivation was thanks to his tenfold cultivation efficiency. Raising three levels in one night was ridiculously easy.

As for why he had not broken through, Yan Jingchuan feared that cultivating too quickly would arouse suspicion. Increasing three levels and breaking through immediately after arriving at Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineering Academy would be far too strange.

At the same time, Yan Jingchuan planned to improve his physique and spiritual power as much as possible, striving to absorb a thousand-year soul ring as his second ring and attempt a ten-thousand-year soul ring for his third.

"Meng! Why are you boosting someone else's morale and crushing your own brother's? Once I reach three rings, this genius will definitely defeat him!"

"And why do you call him Jingchuan? And so affectionately at that!"

Xiao Hongchen was extremely dissatisfied with his little sister's backstabbing and became somewhat flustered and angry.

After recovering himself, Xuan Ziwen turned serious again. He first examined the core formation Yan Jingchuan had engraved, then spoke after weighing the pros and cons.

"Yan Jingchuan, I do not think you are suited to the path of soul tool production. Your martial soul is already powerful enough, so in the future, you should mainly study externally used soul tools and coordinate them with your martial soul."

"As for producing soul tools, just do what you can. I will discuss this with Dean Jing Hongchen."

Yan Jingchuan had no objection and nodded.

There was nothing wrong with fully exploiting the advantages of his martial soul. One of his reasons for coming to the Sun Moon Empire was to obtain a soul tool that complemented him, like Ye Xishui's Death God Pagoda.

The Death God Pagoda had not been made by Ye Xishui herself, but by that tenth-class soul engineer, the father of soul tools, Kong Deming.

If he could not make one himself, then he would cultivate a tenth-class soul engineer instead—Xiao Hongchen, for example.

When the time came, he could work Xiao Hongchen like a beast of burden and mass-produce ninth-class soul tools.

After leaving the laboratory, Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen followed him from either side.

Yan Jingchuan was thoroughly puzzled.

"Don't you need to attend class? Why are you following me?"

He no longer needed systematic lessons in soul tool production and could simply take elective courses, but Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen were different. Soul tools were the foundation of their livelihoods, so why were they following him during class time?

"Relaxing once in a while is no big deal. Besides, we're mainly cultivating and obtaining soul rings right now. We learned the third-class soul engineer material long ago."

Xiao Hongchen rested both hands behind his head, utterly unconcerned.

"We also wanted to ask whether you can break through before next month. Then Grandfather can take us to obtain soul rings."

Meng Hongchen walked lightly in front of Yan Jingchuan and asked.

"You're going to the Extreme North to obtain soul rings?"

"Yes, there... Though it will probably be difficult to find a suitable soul beast for you."

Meng Hongchen was a model example of the perfect fusion between the Soul Master system and the soul engineer system. Her Jade-Clear Ice Toad martial soul had certain requirements for soul rings.

The siblings were going to the Extreme North together. While finding a soul ring for Meng Hongchen, they would also settle Xiao Hongchen's.

After all, Xiao Hongchen followed the pure soul engineer path and did not have many requirements for soul rings. He mainly needed one to break through his realm.

If Yan Jingchuan's Dark Sacred Dragon went to the Extreme North, he could only hope to encounter a draconic soul beast.

"I can. I will probably break through next week."

Xiao Hongchen could not remain calm upon hearing that.

"So fast!?"

Back in his dormitory, Yan Jingchuan sat cross-legged on his bed and could not help pondering.

The Holy Spirit Cult still had not come looking for him. There were many evil Soul Masters in the Sun Moon Empire; even if they could not reach into Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineering Academy, they should not have remained completely unresponsive after learning about him.

What is Xu Tianran doing? At this point, he has not yet colluded with the Holy Spirit Cult? That should not be the case...

Yan Jingchuan had even intended to use the Holy Spirit Cult to search the Star Luo Empire for the Spirit-Devouring Carving Knife.

Life Gold was excellent stuff. With it, he could not only absorb and draw upon life force to improve his physique, but also intercept Electrolux in the future.

Yan Jingchuan did not dare touch that big bug, Sky Dream Ice Silkworm. He feared drastically affecting Huo Yuhao's fate and attracting the attention of that great God King Tang. But he absolutely intended to intercept Electrolux.

Just as he was thinking, there came a knock at the door.

Yan Jingchuan was startled. Who would come looking for him at this hour?

He opened the door to find a young man and woman standing outside. The young man had long hair and an ethereal air, sharp and piercing eyes, and stood perfectly straight with a sword in his arms.

The young woman wore a purple qipao, her hair in a bun, and looked Yan Jingchuan over through her glasses.

Ji Juechen! And Jing Ziyan...

Recognizing the two, Yan Jingchuan felt a faint sense of foreboding. He is not here to fight me, is he?

"Hello, junior. I am Ji Juechen. I heard you came from Shrek Academy, so I have come specifically to seek your guidance. Would you be willing to accept my challenge!"