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Moon Pavilion – Fifth Floor
Before Tang Yuehua sat a vertical harp. Her gentle pink Wishful Domain shimmered around her as she simultaneously purified her nephew Tang San and guided him through the fundamentals of music theory.
"Uncle!"
Spotting Chu Chengzhou's arrival, Tang San quickly rose to greet him.
"Hmm, Xiao San," Chu Chengzhou nodded. "How's your music theory coming along?"
More than a month ago, after officially rejoining the Hao Tian Sect and spending two months there, Tang San had returned to Moon Pavilion—not because he was eager to cling to his powerful uncle's coattails, but because, prior to his ancestral recognition, he hadn't fully completed his spiritual purification. He still struggled to control the killing intent within and needed to continue his training under Tang Yuehua.
"Auntie says I'm learning quickly," Tang San replied smoothly, "though of course I'm nowhere near as brilliant as you, Uncle."
With flawless subtlety, he delivered a masterful puff of flattery.
"Not bad!"
Chu Chengzhou patted his nephew's shoulder approvingly—though it was unclear whether he was praising Tang San's progress… or his expert-level brown-nosing.
"Yuehua, I've finished your battle armor."
He pulled out the Soul-Refined Blue Gold battle armor and handed it to her.
"So fast?"
Tang Yuehua, already briefed on battle armor's capabilities, lit up with delight and quickly accepted the set. Sensing the blood-bond resonance from the pre-consecrated metal, she smoothly drew the armor into her body.
"Wait a moment~"
Dressed in an elegant palace-style gown, she retreated to her bedroom.
Moments later, she reemerged wearing a short skirt.
Why the change? Simple—long skirts made instant armor deployment… impractical.
While Spirit-Refined (and higher) battle armor could indeed be stored within the body and summoned instantly, female soul masters in long dresses faced a dilemma: either risk a wardrobe malfunction or awkwardly hike up their skirts beforehand. A short skirt solved the problem neatly.
With a flash of blue-gold light, the armor materialized. The serene, graceful elder sister instantly transformed into a radiant warrior goddess—adorned with a blue-gold headband, clad in gleaming armor, and crowned by two pairs of majestic blue-gold wings unfurled behind her.
"Absolutely dashing!"
Chu Chengzhou couldn't help but praise.
With her base strength already at eight rings, the Soul-Refined battle armor now elevated her speed and reflexes to rival even ordinary Level 95 Title Douluos. Coupled with her twelve hundred-thousand-year soul bone skills, her combat prowess easily matched that of Qian Jun and Jiang Mo—the Level 96 elites of the Spirit Hall—placing her among the continent's top-tier powerhouses.
"Of course it is!"
Flattered, Tang Yuehua beamed with playful pride.
"Uncle," Tang San chimed in, "I noticed Auntie's armor has wings—does it grant flight?"
"Naturally!" Chu Chengzhou nodded matter-of-factly. "Why else would I bother adding two pairs of wings if they couldn't fly?"
At this, Tang San's expression dimmed slightly.
Does that mean one of my hundred-thousand-year soul bone skills is now… obsolete?
His Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone granted two abilities: one was "Wildfire Cannot Consume It; Spring Breeze Blows It Back to Life"—a healing skill capable of regenerating severed limbs. The other? Simple flight. Nothing fancy—no speed boost, just basic aerial mobility.
…Surely Uncle wouldn't forget to make me battle armor later, right? As long as I don't get armor before reaching nine rings, my flight skill won't go to waste…
"Come on," Tang Yuehua said eagerly. "I want to try flying!"
Flight-capable soul masters—especially those with avian spirits—were the envy of many. Now that she possessed this ability, Tang Yuehua couldn't wait to take to the skies.
"Not so fast—there's one more surprise!"
Chu Chengzhou pulled out the Fire God Cannon from his storage soul tool.
"What… is this?"
Tang Yuehua examined the strange device in his hands, utterly baffled.
"I call it the Fire God Cannon," he explained. "Refined from the same Soul-Refined Blue Gold as your armor."
She blinked. "Did the Fire God invent it?"
"No connection to any Fire God," he chuckled. "It's just that its fury rivals the wrath of a fire deity."
He handed it to her.
Weighing it, Tang Yuehua realized it tipped the scales at over 100 pounds . Only thanks to her Level 80+ Soul Douluo strength and full set of hundred-thousand-year soul bones could she lift it effortlessly. In her former life, this would've been impossible.
"How do I use it?"
She tapped the six gun barrels—each three inches long with a 10mm bore.
Technically, a 10mm Gatling gun was far too heavy for standard infantry—but soul masters weren't ordinary humans, and Tang Yuehua was anything but ordinary.
Moreover, this soul-guided version operated on entirely different principles. It generated no recoil, and as long as one could carry it, even one-handed firing was feasible.
"Uncle," Tang San observed, "does this thing fire projectiles like arrows?"
To him, it bore a vague resemblance to the famed Zhuge Crossbow—grip and barrels included.
"Close," Chu Chengzhou said. "But instead of arrows, it fires soul power bullets—like this."
He raised his right hand; soul power coalesced into a glowing projectile.
"What about its power and rate of fire?" Tang San pressed.
"I tested it earlier," Chu Chengzhou said casually. "At peak output, it unleashes fifty soul power bullets per second. With Yuehua channeling it, concentrated fire could absolutely obliterate a Level 95 Title Douluo's Martial Soul True Body."
Tang San's eyes widened.
Fifty shots per second?! And enough firepower to shatter a Title Douluo?!
Was this a hyper-upgraded Zhuge Crossbow?
At that rate—if reliability and soul power consumption weren't issues—could this cannon even annihilate Tian Dou Empire's elite million-strong army?
In that instant, Tang San felt a pang of existential despair.
…My hidden weapons just lost all their charm.
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After dinner, Chu Chengzhou took Tang Yuehua outside the city to practice flying.
Flight might seem simple—but for someone who'd never flown before, it was an art in itself.
Fortunately, she had a highly skilled flight instructor.
Unfortunately, this unnamed instructor was… distractingly hands-on.
With no one around, his "lessons" quickly turned… unorthodox.
Beneath the starry sky, above the sea of clouds, golden and azure lights intertwined as silhouettes streaked across the heavens—accompanied by a symphony of sublime, breathless music.
Truly… a legendary joyride.
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