Help Me!

Time is like sand in the palm of your hand. If you're not careful, it'll slip away.

In the blink of an eye it was the next day.

Soutuo City, the Great Soul Battle Arena.

"Focalors, what are you thinking about?

Early in the morning, Neuvillette's ears were ringing and banging, causing him to frown.

Having arrived in the hall, he unconsciously said something.

Hearing his voice, Focalors, who was sitting in the corner, turned and looked at him, and the smile on her face instantly froze.

"No, it's nothing!"

"Yes, did I disturb you?"

Neuvillette's eyes twitched. Wasn't that girl asking questions knowingly?

Not that he cared about being disturbed, but he really wanted to know what Focalors was doing.

He quickly approached Focalors and took a look at the parts and mechanisms on the floor, which made his head spin.

It was at this moment that Neuvillette found himself in a dilemma.

"What are you going to build?"

Neuvillette knew about the Fontaine technology, but he didn't know the principle or how to make it. After all, he had no memory of the former Supreme Inquisitor Neuvillette.

"Didn't the old man give us that bracelet? I want to make a device as a thank you".

Now that Neuvillette had discovered it, Focalors stopped hiding and took the remaining parts out of the storage soul guide.

"Unfortunately, the materials in this world don't seem to be as strong as expected, so it was a waste of some of my gold soul coins."

Focalors muttered quietly.

Looking at the gears, screws and some unspeakable materials on the floor, Neuvillette fell into deep thought.

Focalors had produced so many materials and parts in just one night.

Wait, there are so many materials and parts. Could the device she was talking about be something big?

Neuvillette wondered.

"Actually, it doesn't have to be that big. The old man doesn't need anything. We can just visit him as often as we have time."

That's all the old man wants.

Neuvillette still knew that.

"It's almost ready, let's build it. Little Neuv, do what you have to do. I'll come back to you when it's finished!"

With that, Focalors grabbed Neuvillette's hand and, with confused eyes, pushed him out the door.

The door closed with a 'bang'.

Neuvillette was speechless for a long time.

He didn't stop Focalors either!

He just said what was on his mind and was kicked out of the house.

Touching his chin, he shook his head and walked out of the Soul Battle arena.

As he walked, the staff looked at him with more respect and admiration.

They saw with their own eyes that Neuvillette had summoned two dragons and then defeated the mighty Imperial Battle Team!

"Good morning, Lord Neuvillette!"

"Mr Neuvillette, have you had breakfast?"

"That Neuvillette..."

Everyone was more enthusiastic than before, which made Neuvillette unsure how to deal with it. Fortunately, everyone had a high emotional intelligence, and after a few words, they left on their own.

Only then did Neuvillette successfully exit the soul-fighting arena.

"I don't know what black technology Focalors is using, it's mysterious."

He shook his head and didn't think much about it.

Was it really mysterious?

Not because he couldn't understand it!

If he knew those parts, it wouldn't feel so mysterious.

"I'm still a bit uncomfortable with the hustle and bustle of the city. It's better to take a walk outside the city."

With that in mind, he walked towards the city gate.

Suddenly a voice stopped him.

"Neuvillette!"

"?"

He looked at the source of the voice and saw Yu Tianheng, with a bandage on his head and a sling on his right arm, staring at him.

How could Yu Tianheng be like this? Wasn't he fine when he came back last night?

How could he be like this?

"Master Yu Tianheng, what's wrong?"

He stopped and asked Yu Tianheng.

The distance between the two of them was only ten metres at this point. Yu Tianheng gritted his teeth as if he had made up his mind and quickly came over to him and said, "Neuvillette!

"Please, please teach me!"

After saying this, Yu Tianheng bowed deeply.

This scene made him feel a bit confused.

What's the situation?

Yu Tianheng asked him to teach him.

"Why did Young Master Yu Tianheng say that? Your sect has a complete legacy, so why do you need to ask my advice?"

He helped Yu Tianheng up and asked doubtfully.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect had a titled Douluo, and it also had the secret technique of dragon transformation. It was no exaggeration to say that they had a complete legacy. How could Yu Tianheng be so hot-headed as to ask others for advice?

"Neuvillette, this has nothing to do with inheritance. I want you to teach me how to practice!"

"I know my request is a bit presumptuous, but I have no better way to become stronger."

At this, Yu Tianheng stared at him as if he was afraid that he would not agree.

"Master Yu Tianheng, do you want to learn my self-created soul skills?"

He frowned and said doubtfully.

Even if he taught him his "self-created soul skill", it would be impossible for others to learn it! Except for Focalors... He 'learned' it from her.

"No, self-created soul skills are your secrets. How can a soul master pry into other people's secrets?"

Yu Tianheng shook his head and said.

"I'm just asking you to teach me how to become stronger quickly. I don't want to be so weak anymore!"

"I need to have the strength to protect Yanyan!"

"Please!"

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly. What kind of cultivation did he know?

He knew his own situation, but others didn't!

"Master Yu Tianheng, it's not that I can't teach..."

Neither can I!

That's right, in addition to the basic meditation, he's become stronger by relying on the passage of time and the Soul Battle arena.

He really didn't have any other way to become stronger.

Did he need to? No need at all!

After hearing this, Yu Tianheng was a bit disappointed. The way to become stronger was someone else's secret. He shouldn't have asked, but what happened last night was something he never wanted to experience again!

That feeling of powerlessness and being looked down upon by Yan Yan's grandfather. He couldn't even beat his own wife, so how could he protect her?

He, Yu Tianheng, didn't want to be a waste!

"Neuvillette, please, please, I really have no choice!"

"Help me, Neuvillette!"

Neuvillette: "..."

After a moment of silence, he sighed. Why was Yu Tianheng so stubborn?

Without further ado, he...