Step on Your Right Foot with Your Left and Take Off on the Spot

Because Bao Liang had obtained a First Soul Ring with the Mental Attribute, his First Martial Soul, Explosion, was finally no longer at risk of losing control. At the same time, the hunger from his Second Martial Soul was no longer as intense.

As a result, Bao Liang finally got the full-body training Soul Tool Jing Hongchen had mentioned before.

And it wasn't just Bao Liang; Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen each got one too.

According to Jing Hongchen, he had personally rushed to make the three Soul Tools overnight.

Just choosing the right metal for Bao Liang's had made him scratch out quite a few hairs. Ordinary Star Silver Steel couldn't withstand Bao Liang's strength, and only an alloy mixed with Scarlet Demon Adamantine had barely satisfied him.

The three Soul Tools were laid out on the training ground, nearly identical in design. They were close-fitting silver-gray protective gear that extended from ankle to neck, with flexible metal wires woven together at the joints. They looked like suits of full-coverage armor.

Bao Liang's was gold and red, Xiao Hongchen's was bright silver, and Meng Hongchen's was pale blue.

At the same time, the Soul Tools' starting weights were worlds apart.

"Bao Liang, five hundred kilograms." Jing Hongchen patted the thickest one. "Xiao, four hundred jin.

Meng, two hundred jin at most."

"Why is mine the lightest?" Meng Hongchen puffed out her cheeks in protest.

"Because you're the shortest," Xiao Hongchen said mercilessly.

"Xiao! Are you asking for a beating?"

"Can you even beat me?"

"..."

Bao Liang ignored the siblings' usual bickering. His gaze fell on his five-hundred-kilogram Soul Tool, and his eyes lit up.

"Grandpa Jing, can I try it?"

"Go ahead." Jing Hongchen nodded. "I deliberately set the weight-reduction array to its lowest setting. Put it on now, and it'll be a full five hundred kilograms."

Without another word, Bao Liang put on the Soul Tool.

The five hundred kilograms pressed down on him, and his knees dipped slightly before he steadied himself.

His feet forced two shallow cracks into the bluestone ground beneath him.

"Phew-" Bao Liang let out a stale breath and moved his arms. "Not bad. I've only just put it on, though, so I'm still a little unaccustomed to moving in it."

"You can already handle it?" Xiao Hongchen's eyes widened.

"What's so hard about that?" Bao Liang chuckled and casually picked up the huge iron block used to weigh down equipment at the edge of the training ground.

Bao casually hefted it and estimated that it weighed around five or six hundred jin.

"A little thing like this? I can handle it with one hand."

As he spoke, he actually lifted the iron block over his head with one hand and even waved it around twice.

Xiao Hongchen: "..."

Meng Hongchen: "Wow-!"

Jing Hongchen: "...Good grief."

Xiao Hongchen refused to believe it and tried to lift the iron block himself. His face turned bright red from the effort, but the block didn't budge.

"Xiao, can you do it or not?" Meng Hongchen jeered from the side.

"If you can do it, then you try!" Xiao Hongchen snapped in embarrassed anger.

"Fine, I will." Meng Hongchen rolled up her sleeves, but she couldn't lift it with both hands. Instead, she fell on her backside.

Bao Liang squatted nearby, resting his cheek on one hand as he watched the siblings strain against the iron block, their faces and necks red. He laughed until his eyes narrowed.

After they had fooled around for a while, Bao Liang remembered the matter at hand and turned to Jing Hongchen. "Grandpa Jing, I have a suggestion."

"Go on."

"I'd like to add a few special sealed Soul Tools that can store energy to this full-body training Soul Tool."

"Sealed energy-storage Soul Tools?" Jing Hongchen's interest was piqued. "What do you intend to use them for?"

"To give you, Grandpa, and Xiao and Meng the boost from my Martial Soul's ultimate talents," Bao Liang said seriously.

Jing Hongchen raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure? Your Martial Soul won't lose control anymore?"

"Not now that I have Mental Power and the Evil Eye External Soul Bone," Bao Liang explained.

He held up a finger. "My cultivation cycle works like this now: the stronger my Mental Power, the more efficiently my Soul Power circulates; the more efficiently my Soul Power circulates, the stronger it becomes; the stronger my Soul Power, the more efficiently my two ultimate talents operate; the more efficient my ultimate talents, the greater the improvement to my physical strength; and the stronger my body, the greater my Soul Power gains, the efficiency of my talents, and the improvement to my Mental Power."

"Before, I couldn't control it well, and I was afraid of losing control, so I didn't dare release my talents outward.

But things are different now. With the Evil Eye First Soul Ring and the mental-type External Soul Bone, there's no longer any risk of my Explosion Martial Soul losing control.

Now, the stronger I train my Mental Power to be, the stronger my control will become."

"So," Bao Liang said, patting the Soul Tool he wore, "I can inject Soul Power mixed with my ultimate talents into the Soul Tools-not set it up as a bomb, but use it as a pure talent boost.

The downside is that it'll keep consuming Soul Power even when it isn't being used, and it'll consume it faster during cultivation. To put it plainly, it's like turning on a cheat for you too: Soul Power purification, accelerated cultivation, and automatic compression."

"That's why I wanted to ask if you could get those special sealed energy-storage Soul Tools, Grandpa Jing, to reduce the loss of Soul Power."

Jing Hongchen fell silent.

Of course he knew what this meant.

Bao Liang had mentioned the Hot Core ability of his ultimate talents before: it burned Soul Power, impurities, and toxins, turning them into purer Soul Power, automatically compressing and strengthening it.

If it could be used on others, it would be a blessing to the Soul Engineer world, something that could change the entire landscape of Soul Masters in the Sun Moon Empire.

But instead of agreeing at once, he asked, "What about the consumption?"

"I can handle it." Bao Liang patted his chest. "My physical strength is at least level thirty-five now, and I have enough Soul Power too.

In fact, I recover it faster than I consume it.

Besides, the sealed energy-storage device on the Soul Tool is there so the boost can be saved and used gradually. Otherwise, I can't exactly go chasing after you all every day, can I?"

"..." Jing Hongchen looked at the six-year-old child, at a loss for words for a moment.

After a long while, he finally nodded. "All right, I'll have someone draw up the plans.

I'll also have someone try making a sample first."

Come to think of it, isn't sealed Soul Tools that fellow Xuan Ziwen's research field? Mm, I'll ask him when I have time.

"Great!" Bao Liang walked up to Xiao Hongchen and pressed a hand against the Soul Tool on his shoulder. "Xiao, I'll try it out on you first."

Before Xiao Hongchen could react, a warm current of power flowed into his body through the Soul Tool.

"Th-this is..." Xiao Hongchen's pupils contracted slightly.

He could clearly feel the Soul Power in his body being slowly "washed" by a strange power. The impurities in his body were burned away, his Soul Power was compressed, and even his meridians became somewhat clearer.

It was like a pool of murky water suddenly being replaced with fresh, flowing water.

"Feels great, doesn't it?" Bao Liang asked with a grin.

"...It's all right." Xiao Hongchen turned his face away, but the tips of his ears quietly turned red.

"I want it too, I want it too!" Meng Hongchen bounced over.

Bao Liang repeated the process, and Meng Hongchen immediately let out a contented sigh. "Mmm-this feels so good! You're amazing, Little Baozi!"

"Of course."

"Mental Power training can be shared too," Bao Liang added. "But it's much harder to output Soul Power mixed with Mental Power. My Mental Power is stronger than Xiao's and Meng's right now, but it's not on another level, so the output will be slower."

Finally, Bao Liang looked at Jing Hongchen. "Grandpa Jing, would you like to try it too?"

Jing Hongchen was tempted.

But he was a Titled Douluo, after all. He quickly calmed down and shook his head. "Forget it."

"Why?" Bao Liang was taken aback.

"The gap between your Soul Power and mine is too great." Jing Hongchen smiled wryly. "That little boost of yours would only last an extremely short time on me, and the excessive consumption might even drag you down."

"So," he said, patting Bao Liang on the head, "let's wait until later.

When you're stronger, Grandpa will enjoy the benefit then."

Bao Liang thought about it and nodded. "All right, we'll wait until later."

During the day, Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen wore expressions of pure enjoyment as they experienced the Soul Power purification, accelerated Soul Power cultivation, and automatic Soul Power compression brought about by the ultimate talents.

Then, when night came, they regretted it.