Chapter 2: Nine Yang Divine Skill - Inner Cultivation Technique

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Just after using the "Stormwind Demon Wolf Eighteen Slashes," I had expended a significant amount of soul power. Feng Xiaotian sat cross-legged, channeling his energy to recover.

"Boss, so this is where you are!"

A group of young people came running towards Feng Xiaotian. They were students from the Godwind Academy Academy, his teammates.

The Tian Dou Empire had five major elemental academies representing defense, thunder, wind, water, and fire. These five elemental academies upheld the philosophy of extremism, selecting team members based on extreme specializations. These people were all wind element soul masters. While their abilities were exceptionally strong in certain areas, they also had glaring weaknesses.

Feng Xiaotian stood up. "How did you find me here?"

"It was Instructor Feng Lieyang who told us. We haven't seen you for days, and we thought you might have gone to Blazing Academy to find Huo Wu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter. They all knew that Feng Xiaotian had been hopelessly in love with Huo Wu ever since he first saw her five years ago. However, for the current Feng Xiaotian, those feelings were no longer significant.

"Alright, enough joking around. I just created a new soul technique. Let me show you."

"A self-created soul technique?"

Everyone widened their eyes in surprise, eager to see what their captain had come up with. Feng Xiaotian spread his wings, leaped off the mountaintop, and performed the "Stromwind Demon Wolf Eighteen Slashes" in mid-air before returning to the peak.

"Wow! Boss, you're incredible!"

"Creating a soul technique on your own—you're truly a genius among geniuses!"

"Alright, stop flattering me. Xiao Luo, your spirit is the Stromwind Bird, and you have wings too. I'll teach you the technique, and you can give it a try."

"Thanks, Boss!"

Feng Xiaotian taught Xiao Luo the techniques for performing the "Stromwind Demon Wolf Eighteen Slashes." Xiao Luo tried it out but couldn't execute it properly.

"Boss, I can't do it!"

"Never say you can't, especially as a man! Just keep practicing and comprehending it. I believe one day, you'll get it right!"

"Thank you, Boss! I'll keep at it!"

Feng Xiaotian smiled. "I've got more good news. I've reached level 40 and am planning to acquire my fourth soul ring."

"Congratulations, Boss!"

"That's fantastic!"

The team members were overjoyed.

"Boss, when are you going? Can we come along?"

"Not this time. I'm aiming for a ten-thousand-year soul ring, and I'm worried it might be too dangerous for you all. I'll just let my grandfather accompany me."

"A ten-thousand-year soul ring?"

Everyone was stunned. Generally, the best configuration for a soul master's first four rings is two yellow and two purple, with soul rings over ten thousand years old only being obtained later. Soul rings have age limits, and if the soul beast is too old, it could exceed a soul master's tolerance and lead to a fatal outcome.

They couldn't believe that Feng Xiaotian was considering a ten-thousand-year black ring as his fourth soul ring. Of course, Feng Xiaotian's confidence was not unfounded. He had innate full soul power and extraordinary talent. Additionally, with his exceptional comprehension abilities, his mental strength had also grown significantly, making it worth a try.

The higher the risk, the greater the reward. Tang San's fourth soul ring was also a ten-thousand-year soul ring. Although he had various advantages, as a reincarnated individual with wisdom from two lifetimes, I am not inferior to him!

With this thought, Feng Xiaotian became even more determined. "I know what you're worried about, but my mind is made up. A ten-thousand-year soul ring will greatly enhance my soul power and allow me to unleash even more powerful self-created techniques."

"Yes, Boss! With your innate full soul power, we believe in you!"

"Boss, please take us with you! With Instructor Feng around, we'll be fine."

"That's right! Boss, let's go together!"

Feng Xiaotian's grandfather, Feng Lieyang, was the chief instructor at Godwind Academy. As an 87th-level Assault System Battle Soul Douluo, he was immensely powerful. With him by their side, obtaining a ten-thousand-year soul beast would be a piece of cake.

"Alright, I'll go home and discuss it with Grandpa. I'll let you all know once we've decided on a time."

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Back at home, Feng Xiaotian eagerly sought out his grandfather.

"Grandpa, I have two pieces of good news for you."

"Oh? Did you gain some new insight at Strom Valley?" Feng Lieyang, lying back in his chair, looked at Feng Xiaotian with a doting expression.

Feng Xiaotian's parents had passed away early, and it was Feng Lieyang who had raised him single-handedly, making him especially fond of his only grandson.

"Grandpa, I've broken through to level 40!"

"Really? Excellent, excellent! Reaching level 40 means you're almost ready to graduate. I can finally enjoy my old age in peace."

"Grandpa, I still have to participate in the Continental Advanced Academy Soul Dueling Tournament next year!"

"Good! Then I'll delay my retirement by a year. What's the other good news?"

Feng Xiaotian grinned proudly. "Grandpa, I've successfully created a soul technique, the Stromwind Demon Wolf Eighteen Slashes!"

Feng Lieyang sat up, looking at his grandson in disbelief. Creating a soul technique required extraordinary comprehension, something most soul masters could only dream of achieving.

"The Stromwind Demon Wolf Eighteen Slashes? Show me a couple of moves, let Grandpa see!"

"Grandpa, watch closely!"

Feng Xiaotian spread his wings, leaped into the air, and executed the self-created soul technique. Feng Lieyang was stunned, his mouth agape, before breaking into hearty laughter.

"Amazing, Xiaotian! As your level increases, this self-created soul technique will become even more powerful. It seems I need to take you to the Soul Beast Forest soon to help you obtain your fourth soul ring."

"Grandpa, that's exactly what I wanted to talk to you about. This time, I want to absorb a ten-thousand-year soul ring."

"What? A ten-thousand-year soul ring?!" Feng Lieyang was shocked, thinking he might have misheard.

Feng Xiaotian quickly explained, "Grandpa, I know it's risky, but I want to give it a try for next year's tournament. Don't worry, I'll be fully prepared before we hunt the soul beast."

Feng Lieyang sighed. He understood his grandson's determination—Xiaotian was always striving to prove himself.

"Given your physical condition, it's not impossible for you to absorb a soul ring that exceeds the standard age limit. However, I will personally oversee this."

"Grandpa, does that mean you agree?"

Feng Lieyang smiled and nodded. "But I must personally select the soul beast. We can attempt one just reaching the ten-thousand-year mark, but nothing older. You're my only grandson, and I don't want you risking your life. Do you understand?"

"I understand. Thank you, Grandpa!"

"Good. Once you're ready, we'll set out."

"Alright!"

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Late at night, when all was quiet, Feng Xiaotian sat cross-legged on his bed, contemplating an idea.

"Tang San has the Xuantian Gong to aid in his cultivation."

"He was able to bring a cultivation method from another world into this one, so maybe I can do the same."

"I've studied the Nine Suns Divine Skill before. It has nine levels of cultivation, and once mastered, it grants immunity to all poisons and an indestructible body."

"Tang San excels at using poison and hidden weapons, but the Nine Yang Divine Skill could perfectly counter him."

"If the Nine Yang Divine Skill proves useful, it might even help me absorb the soul ring. Let's give it a try now."

"First level of the Nine Yang Divine Skill, Purple Mist of Dawn..."

(End of Chapter)