18: Chapter 18 Martial Souls Can Be Used Like This?

Just as Lin Mo set his sights on Pei Luohan.

Outside Linjiang City.

In a hidden cave, five men and women wearing patrol special operations uniforms were gathered around a campfire.

The flickering firelight made the fatigue on their faces fade a little.

"Achoo!" Pei Luohan suddenly sneezed.

"Captain Pei, did you catch a cold?" a tall female patrol officer with an eye-catching figure asked with concern, adding a piece of firewood to the fire.

Pei Luohan pulled down her mask.

Revealing a clear, yet somewhat heroic face, she rubbed her nose and joked, "No, I guess someone at home is nagging me again."

The gazes of the three male patrol officers nearby were unconsciously drawn to her.

Who in the team didn't know that Captain Pei wore a mask all year round, and the chances of seeing this face were pitifully rare.

One of the handsome male patrol officers spoke first, his tone filled with amusement:

"Haha, could it be that you're being forced into marriage by your family again?"

"I reckon it's eight or nine out of ten."

Another team member chimed in to tease.

"Are you guys blind?"

The female patrol officer who spoke earlier rolled her eyes at them. "Didn't you notice the Captain has been in a great mood these past two days? If she were being forced into marriage, would she look like this?"

The group bantered back and forth, and the atmosphere immediately became much more relaxed.

They could all tell that the Captain had indeed been in a good mood for the past two days.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have let them joke around like this.

Pei Luohan listened to her teammates' teasing, the corners of her mouth curved up, but she didn't respond.

She just added another piece of firewood to the fire, and the flames leaped higher with a "crackling" sound.

"By the way, Captain, didn't you already promote to level 50? Which master are you planning to ask for guidance on awakening your Soul Skill?"

The female patrol officer suddenly asked out of curiosity.

The other three male patrol officers also cast curious gazes.

In the Linjiang City Patrol Bureau, Pei Luohan was the only Soul Master with an S-rank Martial Soul.

However, her luck had always been not so great.

Even at level 50, she hadn't awakened a Soul Skill above the Profound-tier High-grade.

It was truly a waste of such a good Martial Soul, the "Ice Soul Sword."

Hearing this, Pei Luohan just raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "I have already awakened all my level 50 Soul Skills!"

"What! You've already awakened them?"

The firewood in the female patrol officer's hand "clattered" to the ground, her eyes wide as saucers.

"Captain, when did you awaken them? Profound-tier or Earth-tier?"

The other three male patrol officers also looked incredulous.

"One Earth-tier High-grade, two Profound-tier High-grade."

Pei Luohan didn't hide it either, her fingertips moved slightly, and a sword, icy blue all over with a pair of small wings, appeared before her eyes.

"This is one of them, a Profound-tier High-grade Flying Soul Skill."

Hearing this, the four were instantly dumbfounded.

A Flying Soul Skill! That was a rare Soul Skill that was hard to come by.

Currently, apart from some Martial Souls that had innate flying abilities, flying was impossible.

Wanting to rely on awakening a Flying Soul Skill was extremely difficult.

Moreover, the Soul Power requirement was high; at the very least, it required level 60 or above.

But now, Pei Luohan had awakened one at level 50.

Could it be that Captain Pei Luohan had been saving up all her luck until now?

Pei Luohan ignored the shock of the four.

She began to manipulate the flying sword to play around on her own.

She had only just awakened this Flying Soul Skill, so she wasn't very proficient with it yet.

Therefore, she needed to practice it every day.

"Oh, Captain! Please introduce your instructor to me!"

The female patrol officer suddenly threw herself at Pei Luohan's legs.

"Yang Lan! What are you doing? Get up quickly! Do you still look like a patrol officer at all?" Pei Luohan was startled and couldn't help but scold.

"No, Captain, if you don't promise me, I, I won't get up!"

"You know, I'm at level 45 now, and I still have one Soul Skill that hasn't been awakened! You have to help me!"

"Fine, fine, I'll help you ask when we get back, okay?" Pei Luohan rubbed her temples.

Such a beautiful female patrol officer, how did she become like this?

"Hee, thank you, Captain!"

Hearing Pei Luohan agree, Yang Lan immediately climbed up with a giggle.

Just kidding, the master who could guide Pei Luohan to awaken one Earth-tier High-grade and two Profound-tier High-grade Soul Skills, could they be an ordinary master?

Especially since Pei Luohan was a jinx who didn't even have a Profound-tier High-grade Soul Skill at level 50.

"Your trick is too shameless! Captain, I want it too! I've been stuck at a bottleneck at level 35 for three months, and I also want to ask the master for guidance!"

The other two male patrol officers also joined in the commotion, pestering Pei Luohan.

The atmosphere in the cave became lively again.

Pei Luohan was pestered to the point where she had no choice but to helplessly agree:

"Alright, alright, I can only help you ask when I get back, but I can't guarantee whether the master will be willing."

She actually had no confidence in her heart either.

But thinking of Lin Mo's appearance of abandoning all integrity for money.

It shouldn't be too difficult, right...

The next day.

Lin Mo and the other two entered the Wasteland Secret Realm again.

Standing at the entrance of the camp, looking out into the distance.

The gray world was full of broken walls and ruins, stretching as far as the eye could see.

"Phew, it would be great if we had a car or could fly, so we wouldn't have to walk!"

Lu Mengmeng carried a bulging mountaineering backpack, looking at the wilderness in the distance, her small face slumped, full of reluctance.

"I heard the class monitor has an innate Flying Soul Skill!" Niu Dachun chimed in from the side, his tone filled with a bit of envy.

Hearing this, Lin Mo suddenly hooked the corner of his mouth: "It's not that there's no way to avoid walking, it's just that I'm afraid you two won't be able to handle it."

"Yeah, Boss, you have a way?" Lu Mengmeng instantly perked up, her eyes shining, "As long as I don't have to walk, I can handle anything!"

"Brother Mo, I can do it too!" Niu Dachun also nodded, looking expectant.

Seeing this, Lin Mo gave a wicked smile: "Alright, just watch closely."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to condense his Martial Soul, the alchemy furnace, and then casually threw it onto the ground.

"Bang!"

The originally palm-sized small tripod instantly enlarged, becoming a giant furnace that was 1.2 meters high and wide.

With a "creak," the heavy furnace lid slowly lifted, revealing the hollow cavity inside.

"Alright, if you don't want to walk, crawl inside."

Lu Mengmeng and Niu Dachun scratched their heads. Although they didn't understand, they still crawled in.

The two sat side by side inside, only exposing their heads, looking at Lin Mo in confusion.

Wondering in their hearts — does the boss have another Flying Soul Skill?

If he could really fly, this furnace would be much fresher than taking a plane...

"Sit properly, leave me a spot." Lin Mo also stooped and crawled in, reaching out to push the two of them to make some space to squeeze in.

"Boss, what then?" Lu Mengmeng couldn't help asking.

"Did you bring motion sickness medicine?"

"Brought it, brought it!"

Lin Mo nodded: "Alright then, close the lid."

"Bang!"

The furnace lid fell, trapping the three inside.

The students entering and leaving the camp entrance were all attracted by this operation.

They stopped one after another to watch the fun.

Even Qin Ran, who had always acted alone, couldn't help but move closer.

This Lin Mo, could it be that he also has a Flying Soul Skill?

Just then, Lu Mengmeng's voice came from inside the furnace, with a muffled sound: "Boss, can we really fly?"

"Mengmeng, you're missing the point."

Lin Mo's voice came through the furnace wall, with a bit of playfulness, "I only have level 5 Soul Power, how could I fly?"

"Then what are we..."

"Of course, we're going to roll!"

The next moment, the round alchemy furnace suddenly flipped over to the ground with a "clatter."

Immediately after, in the eyes of everyone whose jaws dropped to the ground, it rolled toward the wilderness in the distance.

The speed was getting faster and faster, actually not inferior to a car going 60 km/h.

All the way "rumbling" over the gravel, raising bursts of dust, leaving only a trail of smoke in the distance.

Damn, can a Martial Soul be used like this?

Seeing this scene, everyone's jaws hit the floor.