chsdbacks Chapter 41 Trace On!
Chapter 41 Trace On!
"Yes."
Ye Chenxing was overjoyed upon hearing this.
What is a God-Slaying Fixed-Mount Soul-Guided Cannonball? It is a true weapon of mass destruction. During the Legend of the Dragon King era, humanity exhausted all its resources to create three Level 12 Fixed-Mount Soul-Guided Cannonballs, almost consuming most of the resources of the Douluo Continent, making it impossible to make a fourth one.
Needless to say, it can destroy the heavens and the earth and devour the world. Among them, the most powerful Eternal Heaven Kingdom even directly shattered the god-level Blood River God-Slaying Array.
If this thing were actually placed in Dou Er...
Do you know about the Trisolaran civilization versus Earth's civilization?
Just as Ye Chenxing was getting excited, Archer's next words poured cold water on his enthusiasm.
"As long as there is enough soul power."
Ye Chenxing's smile froze instantly, his face darkening: "...Could you please have some understanding of a young person like me who just passed level 20?"
Despite his inner grumbling, Ye Chenxing quickly gathered his thoughts and continued to press, "Do you need me to provide a massive amount of soul power for your daily combat? Can you use the Panlong Staff Martial Soul or the abilities related to the Spirit Pagoda?"
Archer bowed slightly, his tone tinged with apology: "I'm ashamed, Master. I merely borrowed his image and legend of bombing Shrek Academy. I myself do not possess a Soul Power level, nor can I use the Martial Soul abilities you mentioned."
It turned out to be the case.
Hearing this, Ye Chenxing was not annoyed, but instead breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, if another Limit Douluo-level fighter were to appear, his pitiful mana bar really wouldn't be able to hold out.
"So, what exactly is your true ability?"
Archer raised his head and looked at Ye Chenxing with a serious expression: "I can reproduce all the launching soul tools up to my time, and as long as I see them or have the concept of their creation or invention, I can directly make the finished product."
"And for all the soul tools I have made, I can project an exact replica of it at any time using my soul power."
Upon hearing this, Ye Chenxing's breathing instantly became heavy.
Although he wasn't the one who knew everything about the Soul Master as he had imagined, the one who knew everything about the fixed-mount Soul Guidance Cannon seemed simpler and more direct.
Moreover, can you create a finished product just by looking at it? Can you invent something on the spot just by having a concept? Can you project endless possibilities just by making something yourself?
"No time to lose, let's get to the contract!"
Without hesitation, Ye Chenxing raised his right hand, the Command Seal on the back of his hand radiating a scorching red light. Archer knelt on one knee and lowered his head. With a deep hum, a scarlet contract circle formed beneath their feet, flashing and disappearing in an instant.
The moment the contract was formed, the Servant's abilities transformed into a stream of information that flooded into his mind.
Because Archer is not a real historical figure, but merely borrows Qian Gu Dongfeng's body, he did not experience the influx of memories during this contract, unlike when he made a contract with Qian Renxue last time.
Instead, all the knowledge of launching soul tools that spanned the entire twenty thousand years of soul-guided civilization, both ten thousand years ago and ten thousand years later, flooded into his mind in that instant and became integrated.
Ordinary Soul Masters, even high-level experts, would have their brains overwhelmed by this terrifying amount of information. But Ye Chenxing's spiritual sea was vast and boundless, easily absorbing all of this data.
At the same time, he also gained a passive skill – Soul Guidance Detection Eye.
This is an extremely mysterious intuition. As long as one's gaze sweeps over a soul tool, its core magic array, material composition, and even the slightest craftsmanship defects will automatically unfold on the retina like disassembling blueprints, revealing every detail.
Furthermore, Ye Chenxing also gained an ability that can be described as a bug: as long as he has a concept of a soul tool he wants to make, he can instantly obtain the method to make it.
After fully digesting the abilities in his mind, Ye Chenxing excitedly raised his right hand.
A flash of light.
A near-perfect level-three soul-guided ray gun appeared out of thin air in his palm. Ye Chenxing skillfully played with it for a couple of moments, marveling at its appearance. Immediately afterwards, soul power surged, and soul-guided pistols, soul-guided cannons, shock cannons... one weapon after another took shape in the light.
"I haven't even started school yet, but I've already graduated by launching a soul-guided device."
He casually weighed the shockwave cannon in his hand, then suddenly remembered something. With a thought, the light condensed again, and a heavy crossbow-like soul tool pressed down heavily in his hand.
Zhuge Divine Crossbow Cannon.
"You can even make this thing? Huo Yuhao hasn't even figured it out yet, so it's practically my patent now?"
Ye Chenxing stroked his chin, a mocking smile playing on his lips: "If Tang Buddha finds out, he won't come knocking on my door asking for royalties, will he? Wait, wasn't his stuff stolen from the Tang Sect anyway!"
Thinking of this, his interest grew, and as he gathered his soul power, a phantom of a lotus flower slowly appeared in his palm.
However, the few golden lines that had just appeared in the void burst open like bubbles. The newly formed guns and cannons around them also vanished into countless specks of light, disappearing without a trace.
Ye Chenxing swayed, only then realizing with shock that his soul power had been completely drained.
"It seems that with my current soul power reserves, I can only forcibly generate a level 5 soul tool at most, and even a level 6 one will be extremely difficult." Ye Chenxing shook his head with a hint of regret. "I don't have enough mana. Even with cheat codes, I can't exert any power. I still need to upgrade as soon as possible."
He sat cross-legged and meditated for a while, and once his soul power had recovered slightly, he began to conduct other tests.
This time, he conceived of the milk bottle from the original work, as well as various close-combat soul-guided swords in his mind.
No light appeared, and the palm remained empty, showing no reaction.
However, when he was experimenting and searching the catalog of soul-guided devices in his mind, he still discovered a blind spot.
Ye Chenxing looked at Archer, "Why does the concept library you gave me abruptly end with the era of the 'Eternal East Wind'? What about the interstellar battleships and planet-destroying cannons that followed?"
Archer stood up and shook his head helplessly: "I don't know either. The summoning of Heroic Spirits is closely related to your own understanding. As the embodiment of the concept of 'Soul Master,' the knowledge I can acquire will also change depending on your understanding."
Ye Chenxing's eyes twitched violently.
So all this time, it turns out that because he died from Dou Si's poison back then, the cheat was stuck 10,000 years later and couldn't reach the highest level?!
I hate it!
Ye Chenxing took a deep breath, even though it was only ten thousand years later, with the advancement of soul guidance technology.
But that's enough.
Ye Chenxing's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He now had the concept in his mind, and the discerning eye to see through the magic array at a glance; what was he lacking?
It's a ready-made high-level soul tool that he can "see" and "touch" with his own eyes! It's a top-grade rare metal that he can squander without restraint and use to "personally create" the first prototype!
Where can he find the most advanced and complete collection of soul tools on the entire continent? Where can he find a vast library of materials for his use?
Of course, it's the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, specifically the Mingde Hall!
Thinking of the Mingde Hall's vast collection of rare metals, which rivaled the wealth of a nation, and the various levels of physical soul tools on display, it all seemed to transform into glittering little hands, waving enthusiastically at him. Ye Chenxing felt a surge of anticipation for the campus life that was about to begin.