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Qin Fang watched Ju Zi violently hammer the Silver Spirit Metal to remove its impurities, carefully observing and studying every detail of her movements.

Among the eighty-three students, with Ju Zi taking the lead, seven or eight First-Level Soul Engineers also began competing for the Operation Tables, hoping to complete the core of this Soul Tool as quickly as possible.

As for the students who had never come into contact with Soul Tool crafting, some of the bolder ones, who felt their theoretical foundation was solid enough, also began occupying Operation Tables, tempering metal, and putting theory into practice.

The twenty-two Operation Tables were all occupied. The other students either waited or stored their Silver Spirit Metal in the Metal Cabinets before leaving to consult materials and design blueprints for Soul Tools.

Thud, thud, thud.

Every hammer blow Ju Zi used to temper the metal was exceptionally forceful. Whenever she grew tired, she immediately used her First Soul Skill. A tender, juicy little orange appeared, which she peeled and ate to restore her strength.

Ju Zi caught sight of Qin Fang watching from the corner of her eye and could not help slowing down. She explained, "Qin Fang, this is the first step in crafting a Soul Tool core. First, hammer the metal to purify it and ensure its purity. That way, Soul Power can flow through it more smoothly."

"Pay attention. While hammering, you need to sense the changes in the metal. That requires accumulated experience; it cannot be achieved overnight. Unless you are a spiritual-type soul master and can use Spiritual Power to sense the metal's minute changes."

Ju Zi explained more and more, while Qin Fang absorbed as much as he could.

The researchers all revealed approving expressions. This kid was pretty good. He had discovered the loophole in the dean's words so quickly. The dean had only said he could not ask teachers for help, not that he could not ask a senior student for help.

Besides, this senior student was really kind, explaining things to him in such detail.

After a full four hours, the palm-sized piece of Silver Spirit Metal in Ju Zi's hand had been hammered down to the size of a ping-pong ball. The silver glow on its surface became even more brilliant, and its quality rose to a new level.

Deep exhaustion flashed through Ju Zi's eyes. She stored the metal in the Metal Cabinet, then looked at Qin Fang and said, "Qin Fang, for now, study some Inscription Knowledge. Seven days from now, I'll begin engraving the inscriptions. When that time comes, I'll explain it to you in detail."

Ju Zi smiled and rubbed Qin Fang's head, telling him to hurry back and sleep. Qin Fang nodded. He really was somewhat tired.

As Qin Fang walked along the road, his stomach growled uncooperatively. The moment he returned to his Single Dormitory, Lao Li thoughtfully brought him a steaming hot dinner and late-night snack. Smiling, he said, "Saint Son, you're hungry, aren't you? Hurry and eat."

The smile on Qin Fang's lips deepened. One mouthful of sweet, fragrant Fish Glue filled him with incomparable satisfaction. It felt as though every pore in his body had opened, and he sincerely praised, "Uncle Li, you're truly a genius. Your combinations of ingredients are simply amazing."

Lao Li kept smiling as he cleared away the dishes and left.

Qin Fang drew the curtains, troubled. Within one month, he had to learn how to temper metal, master First-Level core inscription knowledge, and even complete a First-Level Soul Tool core. It was simply too difficult.

In the early hours of the morning, the weather grew cooler, and the sky was pitch-black.

Scorpion Tiger Douluo appeared outside Qin Fang's door on time, intending to bring him to an old ancient battlefield to absorb Undead Aura.

The moment the door opened, Scorpion Tiger Douluo saw the troubled expression on Qin Fang's face and asked, "Saint Son, what's wrong? Is there something I can help you solve?"

Qin Fang told Scorpion Tiger Douluo about it.

Qin Fang had thought Scorpion Tiger Douluo would not be able to help, but a smile appeared at the corner of Scorpion Tiger Douluo's mouth. "Saint Son, it's only such a small matter. Don't worry, I'll arrange it. Come cultivate with me first."

As he spoke, Scorpion Tiger Douluo brought Qin Fang away.

A streak of red light cut across the sky. Scorpion Tiger Douluo piloted a Flight Soul Tool, carrying Qin Fang through the heavens.

After a long while, the two landed on an ordinary-looking plain. Blue Silver Grass grew wildly, nearly reaching Qin Fang's waist. Swaying in the breeze beneath the moonlight, it resembled a sea of blue silver, dazzling and beautiful.

Qin Fang was stunned by the beautiful sight before him and could not help saying, "So beautiful."

Scorpion Tiger Douluo was left speechless, not knowing what to say. He could only reply, "Saint Son, the remains of three hundred thousand soldiers are buried here. The Undead Aura is incredibly dense. Hurry and cultivate."

Qin Fang: Uh, that really killed the mood.

Qin Fang summoned his Martial Soul: the Jade Skeleton. Black aura swirled around him, and with a whoosh, the flames in its eye sockets suddenly blazed as though the surroundings contained some catalyst.

Qin Fang closed his eyes and began circulating the Meditation Method: Heart of the Undead.

In an instant, the scene before him changed. It was no longer a dazzling sea of Blue Silver Grass, but patches of pale gray Undead Aura drifting everywhere like snowflakes.

This Undead Aura was immensely harmful to ordinary people. Once contaminated by it, one might suffer weakness throughout the body at best, or become bedridden at worst, even facing mortal danger. That was why this place was so sparsely populated.

Yet Qin Fang felt every cell in his body cheering and leaping with joy, as if they could not wait to Devour it.

Whoosh. The pale gray, snowflake-like Undead Aura in the area poured backward into Qin Fang's body like a tornado, transforming into streams of Soul Power. The icy current swept through him, dyeing even his pupils a grayish white.

Guided by the Heart of the Undead, half of this Undead Aura entered his Dantian to increase his Soul Power, while the other half entered his Sea of Consciousness to enhance Qin Fang's Spiritual Power.

Scorpion Tiger Douluo glanced at Qin Fang and could not help feeling shocked.

Compared to a pure Evil Soul Master like Qin Fang, an Evil Soul Master like Scorpion Tiger Douluo, who devoured the blood and souls of soul beasts, did not seem nearly as pure.

Electrolux also took the opportunity to absorb some of the dense Undead Aura, restoring his Divine Sense Fragment and nourishing his soul. The Undead Aura here rapidly began to thin.

Electrolux's soul became a little more solid.

While Qin Fang absorbed the Undead Aura, the ocean-like Blue Silver Grass here seemed to have encountered the true emperor of the Plant System. It released blue-silver motes of light from within, which merged into Qin Fang's body. No, more accurately, they merged into Qin Fang's Second Martial Soul: the Green Lotus.

The Green Lotus showed no reaction, as though it accepted this gift as a matter of course.

Scorpion Tiger Douluo could not understand it, but could only attribute it to the mystery of Qin Fang's Martial Soul.

Qin Fang closed his eyes, and a bold idea emerged in his mind. He carefully controlled his weak Spiritual Power and merged it into the Jade Skeleton Martial Soul.

In that instant, the door to a new world opened. The flames burning in the Jade Skeleton's eyes gained a touch of humanity, as though it possessed intelligence.

Qin Fang opened his eyes and looked around. Everything was pale white, devoid of color. All five senses seemed to have vanished. He could not even feel pain, did not need to breathe, and could not sense his own heartbeat.

The feeling was very novel.

The Jade Skeleton looked toward Qin Fang's true body and could not help feeling something strange.

Qin Fang wanted to control the Jade Skeleton to release a Soul Skill, but he felt wave after wave of weakness.

Whoosh. Under the pull of his main body, that Spiritual Power quickly returned.

Thud. Qin Fang collapsed to the ground and fell unconscious.

Electrolux rolled his eyes. With such weak Spiritual Power, he still dared to mess around? He really was a newborn calf unafraid of tigers.

Scorpion Tiger Douluo hurriedly examined Qin Fang's condition. Only after confirming that Qin Fang had merely overexerted his Spiritual Power did he finally relax.

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