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If nothing unexpected happens, Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen should also be able to break through the sixth ring. By then, the Sun and Moon Team will have three Soul Emperors, and will definitely be a strong contender for the championship.
But a question arose in Huo Yuhao’s mind: How could the Holy Spirit Church guarantee to reserve a suitable Evil Eye Tyrant, ready for Jing Hongchen and him to hunt it down at any time?
Could they capture a 50,000-year-old evil-eyed tyrant and bring it back to captivity?
After arriving in the Sun-Moon Empire, Huo Yuhao also gained an in-depth understanding of this group of spiritual soul beasts living in the Demon Forest, and became somewhat curious about the methods of the Holy Spirit Church.
He returned to the ground, took a long breath, and walked towards the dormitory.
"Jing Hongchen is really generous. He gave away two high-level soul guides just like that."
Bingdi said calmly: "Judging from your current performance, it is indeed worth investing."
Huo Yuhao sighed, “But investing has risks. If the investment target disappears halfway, then all the money is wasted. If you are unfortunate enough to use leverage, then you will lose everything.”
"So what kind of reward do you plan to give him?" Bingdi asked, "Or do you plan to let him go to waste?"
"It is absolutely impossible to waste money. The investment in me will have a return sooner or later." Huo Yuhao said.
"Jing Hongchen has something I need, and I also have something Jing Hongchen needs. Before I get those things from him, I don't mind helping him achieve some goals."
"What do you need...?"
"Level nine fixed-type soul-guided artillery shells."
Huo Yuhao didn’t know how many level nine fixed-type soul guide shells Mingde Hall currently had, but there were definitely more than one or two.
And with the assistance of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, their reserves of ninth-level fixed-type soul guide artillery shells will only increase.
He laughed: "With that thing, wouldn't it be easier to wipe out the Holy Spirit Church than to build a man-made prison?"
Chapter 295 He Caitou, who longs for destruction
Time passed quickly without us noticing.
Keke, Zimu, and Ningtian all entered Mingde Hall to study, and Wu Feng was arranged to be inserted into the actual control soul guidance system.
Logically speaking, Lin Jiayi should arrange a few new students for Xuan Ziwen, but now Xuan Ziwen, a pseudo ninth-level soul instructor, has more research tasks and no longer has the energy to teach students.
As the other people came less often, Huo Yuhao became the only user of the third laboratory and could enjoy all the rare metal quotas of the laboratory alone.
Every time his soul guide level is upgraded, he will upgrade the soul guides he mainly uses.
After more than a year of training, his level reached 60 as expected, and he could follow Jing Hongchen to obtain the sixth soul ring at any time.
Jing Hongchen had already known about it a few days ago and informed him to go to Mingde Hall and wait today.
At this moment, Huo Yuhao was organizing his soul guide set in the empty third laboratory.
Soul guide pistols for long-range use, propulsion soul guides for acceleration, flying soul guides, etc., use soul guides to make up for all of your shortcomings.
Huo Yuhao twirled a slender stick-shaped soul guide with his fingertips, put it in his mouth, took a light puff, and then exhaled a small wisp of smoke.
This is the soul-guided cigarette he made by studying and imitating the Hecai Tou cigar martial spirit.
In the sea of spirit, Tian Meng was crawling limply on the snow, with disappointment written all over his little face.
"Yuhao, the soul guide cigarettes you made are so bad, they are not even as good as the cigars made by that big black guy. Can't you ask him for more?"
When Huo Yuhao smoked a cigar, she, who was inseparable from Huo Yuhao's spirit, could feel a very happy and joyful feeling.
Like He Caitou's cigar that can enhance mental strength, his soul-guided cigarette also has a similar effect, but unfortunately it is far inferior.
Bingdi asked in a somewhat strange tone: "Yuhao, this emperor is very strange."
"What's weird?"
Bingdi said: "According to my observations over the years, don't you humans generally believe that inhaling this stuff is harmful to the body?"
"You are a soul master, so this should not harm you, but there are many ordinary people in the city who enjoy inhaling it. Why?"
Huo Yuhao explained: "Because this is a very cheap and easy-to-obtain pleasure. Life is hard enough, and many people need to rely on these things to numb themselves, such as tobacco and alcohol."
"I personally prefer the former because alcohol can make people slow down and cause mistakes. Tobacco, on the other hand, can make people excited."
"The soul-guided cigarette I designed does not produce harmful secondhand smoke, will not affect others, and even perfectly solves the shortcomings of tobacco. It is simply a miracle of soul-guided technology."
A sense of pride arose in Huo Yuhao's heart.
He was thinking whether he could mass-produce soul-guiding cigarettes and sell them specifically to soul masters.
Huo Yuhao looked at the two remaining soul guides on the table.
He picked up the soul guide goggles and looked at his own reflection in the dark mirror.
This is a seventh-level defensive soul guide he made by modifying the helmet given to him by Jing Hongchen. It has a simple and sharp name - Insight.
It can not only effectively protect against attacks on the eyes, but also defend against attacks on the mental level.
"Yuhao, why are you looking at these glasses for so long?" Tian Meng ran out directly from the sea of consciousness and asked curiously.
Anyway, Huo Yuhao is basically the only person in the third laboratory now, so there is no need to worry about being seen by others.
Huo Yuhao put down his goggles, and Tian Meng picked them up and tried to put them on his eyes, but unfortunately the size was a little big and did not fit his face well. As soon as he put them on, they slipped off his face.
"Do you know what I think of?" Huo Yuhao asked.
"what?"
"With soul bone attached outside."
Huo Yuhao said: “When I put it on, it seemed to merge with my body, giving me a feeling similar to a scorpion’s tail.”
He picked up the last soul guide on the table and his eyes became serious.
This is Huo Yuner's relic, the White Tiger Dagger, which was originally given to her by White Tiger Duke Dai Hao.
Noticing his mood change, Xue Di paid some attention to him.
Just at this moment, a familiar voice came from outside the door.
"Yuhao, are you there?"
"Ah, someone is coming." Tian Meng quickly returned to the sea of consciousness. Huo Yuhao smiled helplessly, ran to open the door, revealing a tall and dark figure.
Seeing Huo Yuhao, He Caitou smiled innocently and patted his head: “Yuhao, can I ask you for a favor?”
Huo Yuhao smiled and said, “Brother Caitou, you have been busy studying in Mingde Hall recently. Why did you want to trouble me as soon as we met?”
He Caitou said: "Because I have been studying for too long, I want to go out and relax today."
"I want to go around Mingdu with you."
Huo Yuhao declined politely: "Brother Caitou, I'm sorry, I have something else to do today, so I won't go out with you."
He Caitou didn't force it and said, "Okay then, Yuhao, we can go together again if we have the chance in the future."
After saying goodbye to Huo Yuhao, He Caitou left the teaching building and walked towards the academy exit alone.
Huo Yuhao didn’t think much about it. He put away all his soul guides and prepared to go to Mingde Hall to find Jing Hongchen.
……
After He Caitou walked out of the Sun and Moon Academy, he looked up and took a deep breath.
He first walked into a deserted grove of trees near the academy, took out a human skin mask and other makeup tools from his soul storage device, and disguised himself.
Soon, the dark-skinned He Caitou disappeared, and was replaced by a strange young man with a healthy wheat-colored complexion.
As a candidate for training in the Extreme Individual Soldier Program, he has learned a lot of knowledge about concealment, and his disguise skills are good enough to be mistaken for the real thing.
He had already disguised himself once to cover up his original appearance, and now he did it a second time to change his dark skin color.
His dark complexion was the symbol of the royal family of the Sun-Moon Empire. In the Sun-Moon Academy, many uninformed people would naturally mistake him for a royal disciple, but this would also likely bring him trouble.
Especially him, the former prince who was forced into exile.
He had been seen before by a royal disciple in the academy, who asked him which royal lineage he belonged to, but he smiled and made up an excuse to evade the question.
But outside the Sun and Moon Academy, things are not so easy to deal with.
If you happen to meet a royal disciple who is very particular, he might really ask about his origins.
Beneath He Caitou's honest and simple appearance, there is a long-suppressed violent rage.
Ever since that bloody night, he felt that his life had become dark and he only had one goal.
That is revenge.
Take revenge on the current Sun and Moon Emperor.
To this end, in his previous life, he had been practicing hard day and night.
After arriving in Mingdu as an exchange student, stepping on this familiar hometown, he was eager to see the place where he had been.
He walked slowly towards the imperial city, but did not get too close. He just found a tall building in the distance, went to the rooftop, and looked towards the imperial city from afar.
That's his real home.
The person who should be sitting on the throne now should be his father, and since he has no brothers, only sisters, he should be the crown prince of the Sun-Moon Empire.
There was no one else on the rooftop, giving He Caitou space to vent alone.
The two rows of teeth were grinding hard, as if they were chewing the flesh of the Sun and Moon Emperor.
He wanted revenge, revenge for his parents and sister!
"Ahhh-"
Finally, He Caitou could no longer bear it and roared to the sky, but all his anger was lost in the sound of the wind.
He gripped the railing tightly with both hands, the anger in his heart growing stronger.
The huge force directly bent the iron railing, twisting it into a ball like a pretzel and throwing it to the ground to the side.
After venting his anger, He Caitou let out a few heavy sighs, revealing an expression of despair and pain, as if his heart was hit by a sledgehammer.
He knew that he could never kill the current Sun and Moon Emperor by himself, not only because of the lack of strength, but also because of the lack of time.
The Sun-Moon Emperor is deep in the Imperial City, and there are countless masters in the Imperial City. Even a Titled Douluo and a ninth-level soul master dare not say that he can go deep into the Imperial City and take the head of the Sun-Moon Emperor.
Moreover, even though He Caitou is gifted and has many opportunities, and even his former junior brother Huo Yuhao, who has the most promising future, is willing to help him for the common goal, so that he really has enough power for revenge in his lifetime, he cannot take revenge.
Because the Sun and Moon Emperor no longer had time to wait for him to take revenge personally.
It was unknown when the news that Emperor Sun and Moon had been seriously ill for a long time began to spread throughout Mingdu, and discussing which prince would succeed to the throne became an after-dinner topic for the people of Mingdu.