Huo Yuhao: Boss, I'll Protect You from Now On!

"Leave?"

"Where are you going?"

Qian Renchuan looked stunned at those words and immediately stepped forward.

"Aren't we still going to find a soul ring for Second Sister?"

Only then did Huo Yuhao finally compose 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.

Overcome with agitation, he stepped forward and grabbed Huo Yuhao by the shoulders.

"It's dangerous out there! You don't even have a single soul ring. What if you run into bad people? What if you run into soul beasts?"

And who would look after him?

Seeing the genuine anxiety on Qian Renchuan's face, Huo Yuhao felt another wave of warmth flow through his heart.

Boss really does care about me. He might usually look like he doesn't care about anything, but when he heard I was leaving, he couldn't hide his worry at all.

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

"Don't worry, Boss. If I'm planning to leave, then of course I have a way to protect myself."

With that said,

he reached back and brushed his hand over his Storage Soul Tool.

An oddly shaped metal contraption appeared in his hand.

It was dark silver all over, with what looked like a pair of folded metal wings on either side and a complex clasp mechanism in the middle. Its surface was covered in densely packed patterns.

"Boss, this is for you."

Huo Yuhao held the metal contraption out to Qian Renchuan.

"I made it especially for you."

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

Looking every bit the curious child, he even tapped its metal casing with a finger, producing a crisp sound.

"What's this thing? A lump of iron?"

In truth, he had recognized it at a glance.

It was a Flying Soul Tool.

He hadn't expected Huo Yuhao to actually build a Flying Soul Tool by hand in such a short time, using those scraps and the abundant energy provided by the premium whale rubber.

His craftsmanship was simply absurd.

"This is called a Flying Soul Tool."

Huo Yuhao had already prepared for this and casually made up an excuse.

"I suppose you could say I cobbled it together myself after looking through some ancient books."

"Wow!"

"Third Brother, you're a genius! You managed to make something like this just by reading ancient books. Why am I not even half as amazing as you?"

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

"Then can it really fly?"

Qian Renchuan's eyes widened.

He truly was delighted.

Although his six-winged angel martial soul came with the ability to fly, it was far too conspicuous.

The moment he released it,

the entire continent would know he belonged to Spirit Hall.

With this Flying Soul Tool, however, he could conceal his identity perfectly whenever he wanted to wander around outside.

More importantly, it meant Huo Yuhao had fully accepted him as his big brother and was willing to share his most closely guarded skills.

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

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

"I'll teach you."

Then Huo Yuhao put the Flying Soul Tool on his back, fastened it securely with the clasps, and gripped the metal handles on either side.

"Boss, watch closely."

With a faint hum, the Metal Folding Wings on either side of the Flying Soul Tool snapped open.

Two pale-blue jets of soul power shot from the thrusters at the back.

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

He first circled nimbly through the air, tracing an elegant arc before landing steadily in front of Qian Renchuan.

Retracting the folding wings, Huo Yuhao caught his breath.

"What do you think, Boss?"

"That's a Flying Soul Tool."

"My soul power isn't enough yet, though. Otherwise, I'd definitely be able to fly higher and farther."

Qian Renchuan clapped excitedly.

"That's incredible, Third Brother! You're an absolute genius!"

"Are you really giving this to me?"

"Yes, it's yours."

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

Looks like Boss is really pleased with my gift.

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

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

Eager to try it himself, he put the Flying Soul Tool on his back and tightened the straps across his chest.

"Third Brother, can you teach me again? How exactly do I fly this thing? How should I circulate my soul power?"

"Sure. I'll teach you."

Huo Yuhao stepped forward and patiently explained.

"This controls the direction, and this controls the thrust."

"Try feeding in just a little soul power first. Not too much, or you'll lose your balance."

Qian Renchuan fed in his soul power as instructed.

With a whoosh,

he lurched away at a crooked angle and plunged headfirst into a nearby thicket.

"Ow!"

Qian Renchuan clambered out of the pile of leaves, spat the bits of grass out of his mouth, and laughed heartily.

"This thing's pretty hard to control!"

Huo Yuhao couldn't help laughing too.

Still, he quickly ran over to pull Qian Renchuan up and brush the dirt off him.

"Boss, you're rushing it."

"You need to keep your soul power output steady. You can't keep making it surge and drop."

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

Qian Renchuan tried taking off again and again.

He deliberately pretended to struggle with the controls, sometimes snapping a few branches and sometimes rolling across the grass.

Beside him, Huo Yuhao tirelessly corrected his movements and taught him how to circulate his soul power.

Watching Qian Renchuan finally manage to wobble through the air a little over three meters above the ground, Huo Yuhao felt completely at peace.

He leaned against the large rock from earlier.

Looking up at that clumsy yet happy figure in the air, he felt an unprecedented sense of contentment rise within him.

So this was what having an older brother felt like.

There was no scheming, no need to guard against plots—only the simple joy of sharing.

At that thought, Huo Yuhao couldn't help lowering his head again and sighing softly.

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

With your personality, you're not suited to all the brutal fighting and killing in the soul master world. You can stay carefree like this forever.

It's all right. If you don't like cultivating, then don't.

From now on, I'll protect you.

In the air, Qian Renchuan steered the Flying Soul Tool around a large tree, then dove toward Huo Yuhao with a hearty laugh.

"Third Brother, look! How's my flying?"

Huo Yuhao raised his head into the night breeze, his smile equally pure and unguarded.

"Great."

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

Elsewhere.

At that moment,

Gui Mei was concealed in the crown of a towering ancient tree more than a hundred meters away, his body and aura blending seamlessly into the rough bark.

As a powerful Titled Douluo, tracking two six-year-old children who didn't even have soul rings

took practically no effort at all.

Naturally, he wasn't worried about Huo Yuhao discovering him either.

Thus, he had followed immediately after Qian Renchuan and Huo Yuhao left.