Passing on the Flame

"There is a term called passing on the flame. If I keep my Self-Created Soul Skill clenched in my hand forever, then once I die, it will be equivalent to it being lost. Rather than that, I might as well teach it to you."

Han Yu said, "It's like the method of crafting Soul Tools back then. If not for this very reason, how could it have been lost? There are also some special and practical secret arts. I once saw one in the Library Pavilion of Spirit Hall. Long ago, there was a secret art that allowed people to teleport across vast distances."

"But in the end, the person who mastered this secret art was obstinate and self-serving, and never passed it down. The Teleportation Secret Art thus vanished into the river of history. The historical records concerning it contain only a few brief lines."

It was not only mortals. Even the gods of the God Realm were the same.

Ji Dong and Lie Yan inherited the positions of the two God Kings of Evil and Kindness, but because the previous God Kings had not passed down their divine artifacts or techniques, they were merely figurehead God Kings. And it was precisely because of this that a certain Three could favor his own people in the God Realm.

"Teacher, we understand." Ye Lingling and the other girl nodded solemnly.

The two of them etched this lesson Han Yu had taught them deeply into their hearts.

"Alright, cultivate in the hotel for the next few days. Shrek Academy will be starting soon, and we can go join in the fun," Han Yu said with a smile.

"Join in the fun?" Ye Lingling was somewhat puzzled. "Teacher, what's there to visit at that trash academy?"

Han Yu smiled faintly. "Lingling, didn't you ask me last time why Shrek Academy starts so early? You'll know the answer once we get there."

"But Zhu Zhuqing..." Ye Lingling said worriedly.

Dai Mubai was, after all, a Shrek student, and Zhu Zhuqing deeply despised him. Wouldn't going there rashly only add to her troubles?

"It's fine. I'll go with you."

Han Yu's purpose in going there was to recruit some students.

Among those registering for Shrek Academy, quite a few were under twelve and had reached level twenty in Soul Power. Perhaps because of their family circumstances, they lacked the means to obtain their Second Soul Ring. Yet their talent was genuine. With the help of Heavenly Flames and Immortal Herbs in the future, how could they be weaker than that bunch from Shrek?

After getting cheated out of their registration fees by Shrek Academy, they would naturally be unhappy. If he stepped forward at that time, they would surely agree.

Besides, even if they enrolled in an Intermediate Soul Master Academy, the academy teachers might not necessarily help them obtain Soul Rings.

Once one's Soul Power broke through level twenty-one, it meant they had a chance to enter an Advanced Soul Master Academy. The teachers at these Intermediate Soul Master Academies were not fools. Unless it was close to graduation, they generally would not help students obtain Soul Rings.

On the Douluo Continent, Intermediate Soul Master Academies were rather useless for geniuses. Those with Innate Soul Power above level seven would certainly break through to Soul Grandmaster before turning fourteen. In order to ensure their academy's name appeared on a genius student's record, it was not uncommon for these academies to make them suppress their cultivation.

Han Yu had only learned of this after crossing over.

Where there were people, there was the martial world. That saying was absolutely true.

Time slipped away quietly. Over these days, Han Yu had barely cultivated the Fallen Flame Palm to minor mastery.

However, he always felt that he had not truly grasped the essence of the Fallen Flame Palm, so he was in no hurry to teach it to Ye Lingling and Zhu Zhuqing.

"Counting the days, Shrek Academy starts tomorrow. Little Bum should have arrived by now, right?"

Thinking of the disfigured Tang San, Han Yu could not help but laugh.

He wondered whether Tang San still dared to show his face looking like that. If Tang San was so ashamed that he killed himself, that would be interesting.

"Lingling, Zhu Zhuqing, go out and have some fun. I have something to take care of, so you can relax while I'm gone."

Cultivation required a balance between work and rest. Blindly burying oneself in cultivation would not produce much effect.

With that, Han Yu quickly walked out the door.

Little Bum's most recent opportunity was the Ban Jing Fa Jin he bought from Flender. Han Yu had to take that Fa Jin before then.

Even if it was useless to him, as long as it did not fall into Tang San's hands, it would all be worthwhile.

"Zhu Zhuqing, what level are you now?" Ye Lingling asked.

Over these past few days, Han Yu had taken the initiative to release the Fallen Heart Flame to aid their cultivation. Coupled with the sub-fire within their bodies, their cultivation speed had become much faster than before.

During this time, Ye Lingling had also raised her Soul Power by one level, reaching level thirty-eight.

"I was originally level twenty-six. With Teacher's help, I reached level twenty-eight." After sensing her Soul Power Level, Zhu Zhuqing looked excited.

Moreover, tempered by the Fallen Heart Flame, her Soul Power showed no signs of instability.

Before this, she would have needed at least half a year to cultivate those two levels of Soul Power.

"Zhu Zhuqing, reach level thirty as soon as possible," Ye Lingling said.

Zhu Zhuqing nodded solemnly.

After leaving, Han Yu headed straight for Flender's Small Shop.

That guy was not diligent about opening his shop. Han Yu had come by several times recently, but Flender had not opened the door.

Han Yu stopped before an old-fashioned Small Shop.

The shop had no signboard, but judging from its exterior, it had clearly been around for many years.

However, based on Han Yu's understanding of Flender, the guy had probably kept it looking this way simply because he did not want to spend money renovating it.

"Tang San truly is the child of fortune. Knowing he was coming into town, Flender just happened to open for business," he murmured as he slowly pushed open the shop door and entered.

Flender was sleeping in a reclining chair behind the counter. Of course, if anyone dared to take advantage of the moment to steal something, Flender would surely teach them a profound lesson.

"Specially waiting to catch thieves, huh?"

There were not many items in the shop, and most were useless decorations. Of course, its main wares were still Soul Tools.

However, judging by their condition, these Soul Tools were of very poor quality.

"Hmm?"

Looking closer, Han Yu noticed something unusual.

Not all of these Soul Tools were ordinary goods. Some had storage spaces of up to fifty cubic meters. However, due to their age and lack of maintenance, or improper storage, these Soul Tools had been damaged to varying degrees.

Storing items in them even carried the risk of losing them.

More importantly, though, was where these Soul Tools had come from.

After only a cursory glance, Han Yu spotted Soul Tools bearing the emblem of the Clear Sky Sect among them.

These markings were not easy to notice. If Han Yu had not identified them using spoils seized from the Clear Sky Sect, he would never have known.

"Who would have thought Flender also moonlighted as a grave robber?"

The Clear Sky Sect had stood on the continent for over a thousand years, and many of their disciples had been buried outside the sect after their deaths. Flender seemed to specifically target those graves.

He certainly knew how to pull off a zero-cost purchase.

Thanks to Song Mo and Qiu Yuchen for the tips!

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