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Zi Mu stepped forward indignantly and snorted. "Just how capable are you to be this arrogant? Do you know that my mentor is an eighth-level Soul Engineer?"

Qin Fang glanced at him, took out a first-level Soul Tool core from his Storage Soul Tool, and tossed it over. "When you can achieve this level, then you'll have the right to be arrogant."

Zi Mu looked at the Soul Tool in his hand, his mind reeling. These were superimposed runes? Seven full layers? How was that possible?

Xuan Ziwen spotted it at once and was utterly shocked. This kid truly had the right to be arrogant.

Qin Fang drove the knife in deeper. "If my mentor hadn't demanded that I stack nine different runes before allowing me to advance to a second-level Soul Engineer, then, hmph, by the time I reached your age, you wouldn't even be qualified to stand before me and look up at me."

The entire laboratory fell silent enough to hear a pin drop. Even Wang Shaojie forgot to scream for a moment. Was he really that arrogant? Just how powerful was his teacher?

Qin Fang rudely snatched the Soul Tool core back from Zi Mu's hand. "Seeing your expressions tells me that Teacher Xuan Ziwen is inferior to my teacher. Goodbye."

Qin Fang took a few steps, then turned back and kicked Wang Shaojie's broken leg, making him scream again. "You'd better open your eyes in the future. Some people are not to be provoked."

Outside the window, Scorpion Tiger Douluo finally smiled. Heh heh, now this was more like the Holy Spirit Cult's Saint Son. The Saint Son's previous behavior had indeed seemed somewhat "weak" to him.

Wang Shaojie stared at Qin Fang's carefree departing figure, murder intent continuously gathering in his eyes as he roared inwardly, I'll kill you. I'll definitely kill you.

Senior Ju Zi stared blankly at the scene before her, completely at a loss. This Qin Fang seemed like an entirely different person from the one she knew.

Still, Senior Ju Zi hurried after him. Before she could speak, Qin Fang said irritably, "Senior Ju Zi, you joined forces with your mentor to humiliate me. I never thought you were this kind of person."

Senior Ju Zi was nearly in tears and hurriedly explained, "Qin Fang, it wasn't like that. It really wasn't. This was all Wang Shaojie acting on his own. Believe me, believe Teacher Xuan Ziwen. We absolutely never meant to humiliate you."

Qin Fang ignored her, turned, and left with a smile. "Go back, Senior Ju Zi. I believe you, but this still made me very unhappy."

After hearing that, determination appeared in Senior Ju Zi's eyes.

Qin Fang once again wandered through Sun Moon Royal Empire Academy, familiarizing himself with every corner. After all, this was where he would spend the coming years.

That night.

Within a lavishly furnished, brightly lit courtyard.

Wang Shaojie looked at the information in his hands, hatred practically overflowing from his heart. He had used his connections to investigate Qin Fang's identity. He was merely some laughable genius from a small fishing village.

He could crush such an ignorant ant with a single hand.

Wang Shaojie immediately ordered his Soul Saint-level guard in a cold voice, "Go. Tonight, I want Qin Fang's head placed on my desk."

The Soul Saint had just accepted the order. Killing a Soul Elder, especially one with no background, was as easy as reaching into a bag for him.

But the next second, Wang Shaojie's father stormed through the door in rage, seized Wang Shaojie by the neck, and began beating him viciously. "You little bastard, what trouble have you caused outside this time? I'll beat you to death, you worthless trash!"

A Crown Prince Decree had just arrived before him, carrying an unmistakable warning.

Although this Crown Prince had been stripped of his position due to his disability, his younger brothers had also been dying one after another, and their deaths were extraordinarily suspicious. Who wouldn't be terrified by such methods?

Anyone with eyes could see that Xu Tianran had gone mad. If he could not be Crown Prince, then no one else would be allowed to become Crown Prince either. Yet his useless idiot son had gone and provoked Xu Tianran. Was he tired of living? Was he tired of the entire family living? The Wang Family might possess the faintest trace of imperial blood, but every day, he lived in fear, treading on thin ice. Only his foolish son went around causing trouble every day.

"Today, I'm going to beat you to death!"

Though Wang Shaojie was being beaten, he secretly gestured to the Soul Saint, telling him to hurry up and leave.

Princess Xu loved her child dearly and hurriedly stopped the furious Wang Zhen, afraid that he would truly beat their son to death.

The Soul Saint had only just stepped outside when, the next moment, his head was separated from his body. The dripping head of the Soul Saint floated before Wang Shaojie, its lips seemingly still frozen in a disdainful smile.

A bone-chilling voice drifted over from afar. "My Young Master was right. Some people are beyond your ability to provoke. Be careful, or your entire family may be wiped out."

"This Soul Saint's life is your warning. If there is a next time, the Wang Family will be exterminated. Oh, and Wang Zhen, keep your foolish son under control. This time, he truly provoked someone he should never have provoked."

Wang Zhen knew that voice well. His body began trembling uncontrollably, cold sweat pouring down his face. A Titled Douluo—and one from that organization, a Titled Douluo who killed without batting an eye.

Holding a high position, Wang Zhen had access to certain secret information.

Wang Zhen immediately took an iron rod from his Storage Soul Tool and, with a bang, smashed Wang Shaojie's other leg, leaving it shattered beyond repair.

Wang Zhen hurriedly cupped his hands. "Senior, are you satisfied now?"

"Mm." The airy voice sounded again, gradually fading away.

Princess Xu looked at the cowardly Wang Zhen and then at her endlessly screaming son. She viciously bit Wang Zhen's shoulder. "Trash! You're such trash! He's only a Titled Douluo. No matter how strong he is, can he be stronger than the entire empire?"

Wang Zhen hurriedly covered his wife's mouth, not daring to let her utter more nonsense. Only after confirming that the Titled Douluo had completely left did he collapse to the ground in relief.

The empire might not fear him, but the Wang Family did. Would the Old Emperor offend such a massive organization for the sake of the Wang Family?

Qin Fang knew nothing of this farce.

At that moment, he was in a private laboratory for student Soul Engineers at Sun Moon Empire Royal Academy, attempting to inscribe nine different runes onto a first-level Soul Tool core.

Qin Fang moved extremely quickly. Before long, all nine runes had been superimposed together, emitting a faint azure glow.

A smile appeared on Qin Fang's lips. He had finally met Teacher Ye Xishui's requirement.

With a clang, Qin Fang used the Dragon Phoenix Hammer Technique to forge an exquisite casing. It was still a silver pistol, with the Soul Tool core embedded within it.

Once assembly was complete, Qin Fang could not wait to test it.

Bang! Under the continuous enhancement of the Gravity Rune, Acceleration Rune, and Armor Piercing Rune, a silver bullet successfully burst forth with the power of an ordinary third-level long-range Soul Tool.

Qin Fang was very satisfied with the result.

He sat cross-legged and meditated for a while, absorbing a vast amount of Soul Power to rapidly restore his reserves. Once everything was ready, he took out a material from his Storage Soul Tool: a Titan Crystal Stone.

Though this ore had an imposing name, it was merely a second-level Soul Tool core material.

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