Chapter 347: Level 7 Space Soul Tool?
A moment later, the three arrived at Master Decheng's workshop and pushed the door open.
"Master Decheng, the distinguished guests here to repair their soul tools have arrived," the receptionist said.
"Alright, you can leave now," Master Decheng replied.
Inside the room, a man around forty years old was sitting at a desk, tinkering with various parts and components spread out on the table.
This was the top-level 3rd rank soul engineer of East Sea City, Master Decheng.
He was compressing his soul power, shaping it into a fine, sharp needle-like form to engrave a formation on the core component.
Yes, he was engraving the core formation of a soul tool.
"Please, have a seat while I finish up what I'm working on," Master Decheng said, before continuing to focus on his work.
Ye Wen and Qian Renxue didn't interrupt but instead observed how a soul engineer engraves a core formation.
The two of them released their spiritual power to probe the process. Every movement, every detail, and step was captured by Ye Wen and Qian Renxue's eyes.
However, the technique for engraving the core formation was no simple matter. Even with their powerful spiritual abilities, they couldn't master it after just one or two looks. To truly grasp these skills, they would need a master to teach them.
This 3rd rank soul engineer in front of them could be a good option.
They stole a few lessons from him, though they didn't fully understand everything. They could grasp a bit, but mastering it was still far off.
After about half an hour, Master Decheng finally completed engraving the core formation. It was a level 1 core formation.
For a 3rd rank soul engineer, this was nothing difficult.
He set aside his tools, looked at Ye Wen and Qian Renxue, and said, "So, you two wish to repair your soul tools? Please, show me the damaged ones."
"Here." Ye Wen took out the damaged space soul tool, a ring-shaped soul tool.
Master Decheng glanced at it and froze for a moment. "What type of soul tool is this?"
"A storage-type, space soul tool," Ye Wen explained.
"Space-type soul tool? Hmm, this could be difficult. Let me take a look, but I must warn you that I may not be able to fix it," Master Decheng said, furrowing his brows as he sensed the difficulty.
"Why? Is it harder to repair space-type soul tools?" Ye Wen asked, confused.
"Of course! Space-type soul tools are far more complicated than regular ones. They require much more delicate and precise techniques. You see, this small ring—its core formation is very small. If even the slightest deviation or error is made while engraving the formation, it could fail!"
"Space-type soul tools also need to be crafted in a special way. They are much harder to make than melee or ranged soul tools," Master Decheng explained seriously as he slowly picked up the ring that Ye Wen had thrown to him.
"What…?!" Master Decheng looked at it with increasing surprise.
"What's wrong?" Ye Wen asked.
"The age, the old design, the craftsmanship—it's at least several tens of thousands of years old! Where did you get such an antique?" Master Decheng asked, astonished.
Ye Wen replied, "Don't worry about where it came from, just tell me if you can fix it."
"I'll take a look, I'll take a look," Master Decheng said, quickly pulling out a magnifying glass and using his soul power to examine the ring.
After searching the ring, he finally spotted the core formation. It was so small that only with a magnifying glass could he see it.
"The core formation is damaged, and the damage is severe. At least one-third of the patterns are erased," Master Decheng said, continuing to observe.
After observing for another three minutes, he widened his eyes in shock. "You two! This... This is at least a level 7 space soul tool!"
"A level 7 space soul tool? It would take at least an 8th rank soul engineer to repair this!"
Ye Wen was surprised. He hadn't expected this thing to be so high-ranked.
"Indeed. The larger the storage capacity of a space soul tool, the higher the level. A level 7 soul tool is rare, and on the entire Dayue Continent, there are only a few like it," Master Decheng said, a little tempted.
"Why don't you sell it to me instead? I'll pay a high price for it. No need to repair it," Master Decheng suggested eagerly.
"No sale. Since you can't repair it, we'll have to find someone else," Ye Wen said, taking back the space soul tool. "By the way, can we get our deposit back?"
Master Decheng, feeling quite regretful, sighed. "Sigh, fine. If I can't fix it, then you can have your deposit back."
Qian Renxue asked, "So, we need to find a level 8 soul engineer to repair this ring?"
"Yes."
"Where can we find one?"
"Well, soul engineers of that level are rare. Most of them are in the hands of the empire or major factions. They don't take private jobs. If you want to find a soul engineer, go to the capital of the Dayue Empire, Dayue City. There's a well-known soul engineer academy there, and I hear there are quite a few level 8 soul engineers," Master Decheng explained.
"Thank you," Ye Wen nodded. "One last thing, Master Decheng. How about teaching us how to make soul tools?"
"Huh? Sorry, I no longer take apprentices," Master Decheng waved his hand, refusing.
"We're willing to pay a high price for you to teach us," Qian Renxue said.
"I won't teach for any price. I, Decheng, am not lacking money," Master Decheng refused again.
"Is there no room for negotiation?" Ye Wen asked.
"No room," Master Decheng replied.
"I think there is," Ye Wen said, releasing his martial soul, the Abyssal Magic Dragon. The soul rings around his feet began to appear, one by one. To avoid seeming too overwhelming, Ye Wen suppressed the color of his soul rings.
The rings were set to yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red—basic top-tier configuration.
"ROAR!!!"
The terrifying roar of the Abyssal Magic Dragon echoed throughout the Decheng Commercial Building.
Master Decheng was so frightened that he nearly wet himself. "What the hell!!!"
(END CHAPTER)
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