Huo Yuhao: Boss, I'll protect you from now on!

"Leave?"

"Where are you going?"

Qian Renchuan stared at him in disbelief and immediately stepped forward.

"Aren't we still supposed to find a Soul Ring for our second sister?"

Only then did Huo Yuhao finally collect himself. He slowly raised his head, his gaze calm.

"I want to leave Spirit Hall. I want to see what's out there."

"No!"

Qian Renchuan's expression changed instantly.

He rushed forward and grabbed Huo Yuhao by the shoulders.

"It's dangerous out there! You don't even have a Soul Ring. What if you run into bad people? What if you run into a Soul Beast?"

And who'll look after you?

Seeing the undisguised worry on Qian Renchuan's face, Huo Yuhao felt warmth flow through him once more.

Boss really does care about me. He usually acts like nothing matters, but the moment he heard I was leaving, he couldn't hide how worried he was.

Then he gently brushed Qian Renchuan's hands away and smiled.

"Don't worry, Boss. If I'm planning to leave, I have ways to protect myself."

With that, he swiped a hand over his Storage Soul Tool.

A strange metal device appeared in his hand.

It was dark silver, with what looked like a pair of folded metal wings on either side. An intricate clasp sat in the middle, and dense patterns covered its surface.

"Boss, this is for you."

Huo Yuhao held the metal device out to Qian Renchuan.

"I made it especially for you."

Qian Renchuan took it and turned it over in his hands.

Looking curious as a child, he tapped its metal casing with a finger, producing a crisp ring.

"What is this thing? A lump of metal?"

In truth, he had recognized it at first glance.

It was a Flying Soul Tool.

He hadn't expected Huo Yuhao to use those scraps and the abundant energy the premium Whale Rubber had given him to build a Flying Soul Tool by hand in such a short time.

His skill with his hands was absurd.

"It's called a Flying Soul Tool."

Huo Yuhao had prepared an explanation and casually made up an excuse.

"I looked through some old texts and cobbled it together through trial and error."

"Wow!"

"Third Brother, you're a genius! You made something like this just by reading old texts? Why can't I be half as good as you?"

"You said it's a Flying Soul Tool?"

"Can it really fly?"

Qian Renchuan's eyes widened.

He really was delighted.

Although his Seraphim Martial Soul gave him the ability to fly, using it would draw far too much attention.

The moment he released it, everyone on the continent would know he belonged to Spirit Hall.

With this Flying Soul Tool, he could hide his identity perfectly whenever he went out for a stroll.

More importantly, it meant Huo Yuhao had fully accepted him as his big brother and was willing to share something he had worked hard to make.

"That's right. Of course it can fly."

Huo Yuhao stood up and took the Flying Soul Tool back from Qian Renchuan.

"I'll show you."

He strapped the Flying Soul Tool onto his back, fastened the clasp securely, and gripped the metal handles on both sides.

"Watch closely, Boss."

With a faint hum, the folded metal wings snapped open.

Two pale-blue jets of Soul Power flared from the nozzles at the back.

Huo Yuhao's feet left the ground, and he shot straight into the sky.

He circled nimbly through the air, traced a graceful arc, then landed steadily in front of Qian Renchuan.

Folding the wings away, Huo Yuhao caught his breath.

"Well, Boss?"

"That's a Flying Soul Tool."

"My Soul Power just isn't strong enough yet. Otherwise, I could fly higher and farther."

Qian Renchuan clapped excitedly.

"That's amazing, Third Brother! You really are a genius!"

"You're really giving this to me?"

"Yeah. It's yours."

Seeing how happy Qian Renchuan was, Huo Yuhao felt a little relieved.

Looks like Boss likes my gift.

That's good. With this Flying Soul Tool, he'll have a better chance of escaping if he ever runs into danger.

Hearing Huo Yuhao's thoughts, Qian Renchuan couldn't help smiling.

Unable to wait any longer, he strapped the Flying Soul Tool to his back and tightened the bands across his chest.

"Third Brother, can you teach me again? How do I fly this thing? How should I channel my Soul Power?"

"Sure. I'll teach you."

Huo Yuhao stepped up beside him and patiently pointed things out.

"This controls direction, and this controls thrust."

"Try feeding in just a little Soul Power first. Too much, and you'll lose your balance."

Qian Renchuan did as he was told.

Whoosh!

He hurtled off at a crooked angle and plunged headfirst into a nearby bush.

"Ow!"

Qian Renchuan climbed out of the leaves, spat out the grass in his mouth, and burst out laughing.

"This thing's pretty hard to control!"

Huo Yuhao couldn't help laughing too.

But he hurried over to pull Qian Renchuan up and brush the dirt off him.

"Boss, you're too impatient."

"You need to keep the flow of Soul Power steady, not let it surge and drop."

For the next half hour, cheerful laughter filled the quiet forest clearing.

Qian Renchuan tried to take off again and again.

He deliberately pretended he couldn't control it, breaking a few branches one moment and rolling across the grass the next.

Huo Yuhao stood nearby, tirelessly correcting his movements and teaching him how to channel his Soul Power.

When Qian Renchuan could finally glide, however unsteadily, more than three meters above the ground, Huo Yuhao fell completely quiet.

He leaned against the same large rock as before.

Looking up at the clumsy but happy figure in the air, he felt a satisfaction unlike anything he had known before.

So this is what it feels like to have a big brother.

No scheming, no guarding against plots. Just the simple joy of sharing something together.

At that thought, Huo Yuhao lowered his head and let out a soft sigh.

Boss, maybe it's a good thing you don't like training.

With your personality, you're not suited to the brutal fighting among Soul Masters. You can keep living without a care in the world.

It's all right if you don't like training.

From now on, I'll protect you.

High above him, Qian Renchuan steered the Flying Soul Tool around a tall tree, then swooped toward Huo Yuhao with a laugh.

"Third Brother, how am I doing?"

Huo Yuhao looked up into the night breeze, his smile open and genuine.

"Great."

"Boss, you're the fastest and best flier I've ever seen."

Meanwhile, elsewhere...

Gui Mei was hidden in the canopy of an ancient tree a hundred meters away, his body and aura blending into its rough bark.

As a powerful Titled Douluo, following two six-year-olds who did not even have Soul Rings took him no effort at all.

Naturally, he had no fear of Huo Yuhao discovering him.

So he had followed as soon as Qian Renchuan and Huo Yuhao left.