Ouyang Ye had previously been a Soul Tool Manufacturing Grandmaster. With his level 39 soul power, he could manufacture many ordinary soul tools.
Given the Sun Moon Continent's economy, Ouyang Ye's family had once earned a net profit of at least three thousand gold soul coins a month!
Giving up ordinary soul tool manufacturing and a comfortable life to focus on offensive soul tools certainly made him an oddity.
The grandfather and granddaughter abandoned all concern for appearances in front of Su Ling, wolfing down three plates of pastries in no time.
Only after finishing did Ouyang Ye speak. "Elder Su, we're full now. May we begin?"
Ouyang Ye remained cautious around Su Ling.
"Of course! Go ahead," Su Ling said.
Right there in the courtyard, Ouyang Ye and Ouyang Qianqian bowed to Su Ling together.
Then Ouyang Ye took out a metal cylinder half a person's height.
He also produced a rather bulky base. The ground shook the moment he set it down; it probably weighed four or five hundred jin.
Once they had taken everything out, the grandfather and granddaughter began assembling it!
They actually assembled something resembling an older cannon from Su Ling's previous life-a red-barbarian cannon? Yet it was somewhat different.
"Elder Su, we're ready. This courtyard is spacious enough that nothing outside it will be affected, but the explosion might damage a few things," Ouyang Ye said.
"That's fine. Just demonstrate it," Su Ling said.
"All right!" Ouyang Ye nodded, then looked at Ouyang Qianqian beside him. "Do your best, Qianqian. Control the formation and fire."
"Mm, don't worry, Grandpa. I've already gotten quite good at it."
The next moment, Ouyang Ye released his martial soul and circulated his soul power. Fire-attribute soul power flowed into a control formation inside, while Ouyang Qianqian guided and