He tried swinging it a few times in the air and was shocked by its weight. For someone at his level of Ling Body Eight, wielding a high-grade Xuan level weapon should be effortless. Yet this one was difficult to manage.
In terms of weapon levels, Xuan, Earth, and Heaven were the most common. Nowadays, Heaven level weapons were almost extinct. Each kingdom's ruler might have one Earth level weapon; his father had an Earth level weapon called the Nether Emperor Sword.
Sun Lei had an idea. He summoned his blood hand and used it to grip the black ruler, channeling his blood energy.
"Buzz buzz!"
The blood energy flowed in, but the black ruler showed no reaction, disappointing Sun Lei.
Then he heard a voice in his head: "Hold it!"
"Huh?" Sun Lei was startled.
"Waiwai, are you still there? Hold what? This giant ruler?" Sun Lei looked up and around, shaking his head.
But the only response was his swaying hair.
Did it tell him to hold it?
Well, he would use it then!
He stored the weapon in his ring.
Despite getting a weapon, Sun Lei was not happy. This weapon was too ugly! Apart from being heavy, it had no practical use!
Returning to the front of the treasure vault, he happened to see Sun Yan coming out of the spiritual pill room.
"I found something to replenish your blood energy. Your peculiar strength and your power level depend on the amount of your strange and terrifying blood energy. It's similar to spiritual power. Though I don't fully understand it, it's not a bad thing for now. I know a bit about your seal." Sun Yan took out a crimson pill.
"Catch!" Sun Yan threw the pill from the red stone cabinet towards Sun Lei.
Sun Lei was startled and quickly caught it.
Seeing Sun Lei's awkwardness, Sun Yan laughed heartily.
Sun Lei, catching his breath, also laughed.
The scene was very heartwarming.
Sun Lei carefully examined the crimson pill in his hand. The clear pattern on it was shaped like a tiger, and as he approached, he could hear a tiger's roar, making him marvel.
"This is the Tiger Spirit Pill. Your great-grandfather made it from the essence of a Tiger Tooth Beast and Blood Spirit Grass to replenish blood energy. It hasn't been needed for many years." Sun Yan explained.
"Right, let me see the weapon you chose." Sun Yan gestured.
"Here," Sun Lei summoned the giant ruler and handed it over.
Sun Yan frowned, then laughed after a while, "Hahaha, you cheeky boy, you're messing with your dad! This is a stone slab I picked up during the Ling Beast Ridge riot. I thought it was extremely hard and might be useful for something, and you use it as a weapon. Haha." Sun Yan, usually dignified, laughed like a child in front of his son.
Sun Lei rolled his eyes and said, "I like it! I want it! I'm using it!" He grabbed the ruler and put it back in his ring.
He walked out.
Sun Yan hurried after him, shouting, "Son, let me pick another for you! How about the Haotian Hammer? The Fengling Spear! Hey, don't leave, son... By the way, son, in a few days, that old dog Feng Jun will bring you a wife! Do you want her..."
...
Night fell over the vast expanse.
In the central part of the Rad Continent, a mysterious figure emerged from the shadows and respectfully addressed an old man with a white beard, "Old man, are we really releasing just one spot from our academy this time?"
The white-bearded old man, chewing something lazily, replied, "Announce that anyone who has reached the Ling Body Realm can participate in this enrollment competition! But the number of spots remains the same! Excluding that Sun Luo Kingdom prince, he has a guaranteed spot."
This meant that as long as you were strong enough, regardless of which kingdom you were from, even if all ten spots came from one kingdom, it was fine! Ten kingdoms, ten spots!
"Alright, I knew you never have a fixed rule for admissions! I'm off." The mysterious figure sighed.
"Right, the date is six months from now! Arrive at the Rad Academy gate a day early. Latecomers will not be entertained!"
"Got it!" The mysterious figure vanished into the night.
The white-bearded old man lay back in his rocking chair and slowly said, "Blood-colored spiritual energy, a废ed innate spiritual body, interesting! Very interesting!"
...
Back in the Wind Kingdom, Feng Jun smashed everything he could, and the servants outside knelt, trembling, not daring to speak.
"That old dog Sun Yan bullies too much! I'm so mad! I'm so mad!" Feng Jun clutched his head.
This trip to Sun Luo was a disaster; he even sacrificed his most beloved daughter.
A voice came from outside.
"Father! I seek an audience." The third prince of Wind Kingdom called.
The kneeling servants were all signaling to the third prince.
Didn't you see your father going crazy?
What's the use of your eyes?
Can't you tell the situation?
Can't it wait until tomorrow?
"Come in!"