Thunder Origin Blade

Nanyuan Academy.

Afternoon.

The main office.

At this moment, there were many people in the office, not just Su Yu and Liu Wenyan.

All the academy students who had hopes of getting into the Civilization Academy had come. Including Su Yu, there were twelve in total.

Last time, Bai Feng had given guidance, and Liu Wenyan had sent two students over. After all, Bai Feng was an outsider, not Liu Wenyan himself, and he did not know whether Bai Feng would teach Divine Scripts.

Today, he would be writing a Willpower Script himself. Even if he favored Su Yu a little, this was a rare opportunity, so Liu Wenyan had called the others over as well.

Liu Wenyan stood together with the old Academy Head. Before them was a large desk.

There was no paper on it, only an unfolded beast hide.

It was huge!

There was also a basin of bright red liquid on the desk, to be used as ink. Liu Wenyan was currently grinding the ink.

The old Academy Head's eyes still revealed a hint of heartache. These were all Merit Points.

More than a hundred points!

For this Willpower Script, the academy had truly bled heavily.

"Watch carefully later!"

"This opportunity is hard to come by. If you cannot endure it, close your eyes and rest immediately. Do not force yourselves!"

The old Academy Head cautioned everyone. In truth, the others were not suited to viewing this yet. Even at the Civilization Academy, Divine Script cultivation would not be taught unless one's Willpower fullness had reached 20%.

Of course, students would not learn it before then either. It would be a waste.

Viewing a Willpower Script, especially one transcribed live, was not free.

At the Civilization Academy, a class like this cost at least 5 Merit Points per viewing. That was in a large class with many people observing, and it was already an academy discount for students.

If outsiders wanted to watch, it was not merely a matter of Merit Points. It also depended on whether the Civilization Master agreed.

Transcribing this consumed an enormous amount of Willpower.

"Today, Instructor Liu will transcribe the Thunder Origin Blade, a low-grade Profound-rank martial skill. Watch as much as you can."

The old Academy Head reminded them again. Now that Liu Wenyan's will had manifested and soared, everyone in Nanyuan had gained some understanding of Civilization Masters.

It was unlike before, when Nanyuan had not produced a Civilization Master for decades. Back then, Su Yu and the others had seemed exceptionally ignorant.

No one would discuss much about something that had not appeared for decades.

Times had changed. At this moment, the other students were all tremendously excited.

A Willpower Script!

A Soaring Realm expert would write one for them, opening the path of Divine Scripts.

Beside Su Yu, Liu Yue's eyes shone brightly as well. She could not help glancing at Su Yu beside her. She knew that Instructor Liu's transcription of this Willpower Script was probably still because of Su Yu.

Because apart from Su Yu, the others, herself included, would not gain much from watching it.

Writing this now was somewhat wasteful.

Having seen a Willpower Script before, she knew how costly it was. If one hired a Civilization Master to write one, leaving aside the materials, merely hiring the Civilization Master would take no less than a hundred Merit Points. Otherwise, they might not be willing to come.

That was the price of killing a Soaring Realm expert.

His Willpower fullness was only 10% last time...

Liu Yue still felt somewhat jealous. She did not understand why Liu Wenyan valued Su Yu so highly. When Bai Feng had come last time, her Willpower fullness had already reached 15%. Over this period, she had even begun trying to observe fragments of original Myriad Races texts.

That represented nearing, or perhaps reaching, 20% fullness.

Yet for more than a month, Liu Wenyan had taken Su Yu everywhere without ever considering taking her along.

Liu Yue felt some envy and some jealousy, which quickly turned into a soft sigh. Perhaps Instructor Liu thought she was not a student in their class.

In truth, Liu Wenyan had never thought that way.

He simply felt that the things he taught Su Yu could not be learned by anyone else.

A Kaiyuan going to ambush a Qianjun?

Staying in a storeroom full of corpses for a week?

Teaching more Myriad Races Language? The others had not even mastered what they already knew.

If something truly suited everyone, like this time, he would not teach Su Yu alone. Even if the others would not gain much, a Willpower Script was not something just anyone could learn from.

At the Civilization Academy, he could charge each person 5 Merit Points this time as a basic fee.

No, 5 points would not be enough, because that was the base rate. This time, he was transcribing a Profound-rank martial skill like the Thunder Origin Blade. If he charged 10 or even 20 points, students at the Civilization Academy would probably flock to it like ducks.

Liu Wenyan did not speak. He had been gathering himself all along.

His will had only manifested not long ago. Transcribing a Profound-rank martial skill now was actually somewhat beyond his abilities.

Only when Su Yu and the others reached the Civilization Academy would they understand how great a price had to be paid to transcribe a Profound-rank cultivation technique.

At the Civilization Academy, this was something only official researchers would do.

"Quiet!"

Liu Wenyan gave a light shout, silencing the students who had been whispering among themselves.

At this moment, Liu Wenyan's expression was stern. His graying hair fluttered, and a faint golden glow radiated from his body.

"I am officially beginning the transcription. Watch closely, do not make a sound, and close your eyes immediately if you feel you cannot endure it!"

Everyone hurriedly nodded.

Su Yu also looked full of anticipation. A martial skill, and a Profound-rank martial skill at that—he was immensely eager.

A Willpower Script was equivalent to an expert with profound mastery of the Thunder Origin Blade showing you every aspect of their cultivation process and its results, completely uncensored from beginning to end!

It broke everything apart, tore it open, and taught you bit by bit. It was a hundred times better than ordinary instruction!

That was why profound Willpower Scripts were worth a thousand pieces of gold and still impossible to obtain.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of wind arose.

Origin qi gathered. The desks and chairs elsewhere in the office trembled, yet the desk before Liu Wenyan stood as steady as a mountain.

Liu Wenyan did not use a brush. With essence blood as ink, an ordinary brush could not withstand it.

Civilization Masters at the Civilization Academy had their own specialized brushes. He did not.

Using his finger as a brush, Liu Wenyan dipped it in blood. His finger was like a sword as he began writing upon the beast hide.

"Thunder Origin Blade..."

Rumble!

As though lightning had descended upon the world, the moment Liu Wenyan wrote those three words, everyone saw lightning erupting all around them!

"Ah!"

A female student was startled and could not help crying out. Fear filled her eyes; she had just seemed to see lightning strike at her.

Beside her, the old Academy Head frowned slightly.

He was not displeased by her cry. Rather... this meant her Willpower was too weak, and she could not quite bear it. This was only the beginning.

Ah, what a pity!

The old Academy Head lamented inwardly. It was truly a pity. He did not know whether this student would regret missing such an opportunity in the future.

Unable to endure even the opening meant she would gain almost nothing from this session.

"Close your eyes!"

Seeing the girl's pale face, the old Academy Head barked. The female student, terrified, hurriedly closed her eyes. Her face remained pale, and she did not dare look again.

Of the remaining eleven students, Su Yu and Liu Yue showed no change in expression. Among the other nine, some had faces slightly pale, while others remained fairly normal.

Su Yu had no mind to pay attention to anyone else. He was watching Liu Wenyan transcribe.

On that beast hide, another Liu Wenyan seemed to appear.

He was practicing the Thunder Origin Blade!

Lightning crackled in all directions. "Liu Wenyan" stood with blade in hand, allowing the lightning to erupt around him as he swung again and again. His movements were so slow that Su Yu could hardly wait to see the next strike.

"The Thunder Origin Blade uses 40 acupoints. That refers to the final strike."

"The Thunder Origin Blade has nine strikes in total. Each is stronger than the last, and each uses more acupoints than the last. Even if you understand and learn it now, you may not necessarily be able to use it."

"In the Kaiyuan Realm, you can barely execute the first strike. That means at Kaiyuan Eighth Stage or above!"

"Eight acupoints, though it is best to link nine into one. Once the blade descends, your origin qi will be completely exhausted, because this is not a martial skill meant for Kaiyuan users."

"Those at Kaiyuan Eighth Stage had best not use it. If you want to execute the first strike, reach Kaiyuan Ninth Stage, link nine acupoints into one, and draw in external origin qi before striking. Otherwise, striking at the Eighth Stage will injure your body."

Those words were not spoken by Liu Wenyan. Liu Wenyan was completely focused at the moment, sweat covering his entire body.

They were reminders from the old Academy Head, especially for Su Yu.

Liu Wenyan writing the Thunder Origin Blade for him was somewhat beyond Su Yu's capabilities. But it had one benefit: when Su Yu reached the Qianjun Realm or even Ten Thousand Stones, he could continue cultivating the Thunder Origin Blade without needing to abandon it at higher levels.

Rumble, rumble!

Su Yu had not actually paid attention to that. At this moment, all he saw was roaring thunder and Liu Wenyan practicing with his blade.

Liu Wenyan had already written dozens of characters. Several "Liu Wenyans" had appeared atop the desk, continually swinging their blades.

The same strike!

This was the first strike of the Thunder Origin Blade.

"Hiss..."

Someone beside him sucked in a breath of pain and swiftly closed their eyes.

After the first strike, six of the remaining eleven could no longer watch and closed their eyes one after another.

Of the five remaining, besides Su Yu and Liu Yue, the other three had faces that had turned terribly pale.

Liu Wenyan continued writing. A while later, the other three could not hold on either and closed their eyes one after another.

At this point, even Liu Yue had begun to feel a headache. Her Willpower had improved recently, but Liu Wenyan had started directly with a Profound-rank martial skill. She was having trouble bearing it as well.

The cultivation of the first strike soon passed.

First Strike—Lightning Strike!

Second Strike—Thunder Stirring!

This time, it truly seemed as though heavenly thunder were shaking. The rumbles continued without end. The Liu Wenyans on the beast hide swung even faster, acupoints flashing with light one after another.

Rumble!

The blade descended like ten thousand beasts charging in a stampede.

"The second strike uses twelve acupoints. Those in the Qianjun Realm can cultivate it!"

The old Academy Head continued speaking. In truth, he was now almost speaking solely for Su Yu, because Liu Yue's forehead was covered in sweat. She was already struggling to endure the second strike.

Su Yu, meanwhile, was somewhat pale, but his eyes shone brilliantly. He was already deeply immersed in it and appeared able to continue holding on.

No wonder Old Liu values him so much...

The old Academy Head murmured inwardly. He had actually thought more highly of Liu Yue, because her Willpower was stronger than Su Yu's. Of course, the two were now about equal, and the gap was not great.

But Liu Yue... compared to Su Yu now, the difference had still emerged.

Observing a Willpower Script required more than just Willpower. It also required tenacity.

When you became deeply immersed in it, it was as if the person in the text were striking at you.

The lightning also seemed to be bombarding you.

If you became afraid, if your courage faltered, if you felt pain, then you would be unable to endure it.

Simply having strong Willpower only gave you the chance to see more. It did not mean you would definitely be able to see more.

Liu Yue is still only a girl. She has never experienced any great scenes. But this boy Su Yu... he has truly killed someone!

The old Academy Head sighed inwardly. Su Yu had truly killed someone.

He was not referring to when Su Yu had chased the Ten Thousand Races Cult with Liu Wenyan. Rather, it was the contribution Chen Hao had reported after the last incident at the academy. At this moment, the old Academy Head was certain that Chen Hao had not made the kill—it had been Su Yu.

A student at Kaiyuan Fourth Stage had dared ambush a Qianjun Seventh Level expert!

That was courage!

That was blooded spirit!

Of course... it was also recklessness!

I hope Old Liu has not chosen the wrong person.

Though the old Academy Head was not powerful, he and Liu Wenyan had been close friends for forty years. He knew far more than the others.

Liu Wenyan had been able to remain quietly at the academy for so many years largely because of his relationship with the old Academy Head.

Forty years ago, the old Academy Head had retired from the front lines due to injury and became the head of Nanyuan Middle Academy. At the time, he had only been at Thousand Jun Ninth Stage, weak in strength and ignorant of many things. Yet he knew one thing: my people are comrades who have fought beside me through life and death!

No matter what had happened before, once they came to Nanyuan Academy, they had to listen to him.

And so, he and the Liu Wenyan of those years had gradually become inseparable friends.

A scene flashed through the old Academy Head's mind. In the next instant, he moved, seized Liu Yue, and dragged her aside. Frowning, he shouted, "Do not force yourself to keep watching!"

"Academy Head..."

Liu Yue looked utterly dejected. Turning her head toward Su Yu, who was still observing, she suddenly broke down. "I... I cannot even finish watching the second strike... Academy Head... I..."

She had always believed herself stronger than Su Yu!

Last time, when Bai Feng wrote the Kaiyuan Jue, she had been inferior to Su Yu, but at least she had watched the Kaiyuan Jue to the end.

This time, the gap was far too obvious.

She could not even finish the second strike!

Su Yu was merely pale at the moment, yet his eyes gleamed with life as he continued watching. Liu Wenyan had already begun writing the third strike.

At this point, Liu Wenyan's face had begun to pale as well. Large beads of sweat dripped down.

"Thunder!"

Yet at this moment, Su Yu did not continue observing the third strike. He found that he could no longer understand it, and Liu Wenyan's blade movements were too fast for him to follow.

Then, he suddenly saw a character that seemed to come alive.

Thunder!

The thunder of the Thunder Origin Blade!

Throughout the Thunder Origin Blade, the character that appeared most often was "thunder," even more often than "blade."

A powerful expert had created this blade technique after observing lightning.

Lightning was immensely powerful, incredibly fast, and devastatingly destructive.

That expert had once seen lightning destroy a mountain peak, turning its summit into scorched earth. Thus, he created the Thunder Origin Blade.

At this moment, Su Yu also saw "lightning."

Before his eyes, nothing remained but thunder. Lightning destroyed everything, bombarding mountain peaks, bombarding the cosmos.

"Thunder... thunder is really powerful..."

Su Yu thought to himself, but he did not feel there was anything to fear. This thunder carried an effect of terror, as though it wanted people to fear it, but Su Yu truly was not afraid. In his memories, when he had been little, he had dreamed of a monster wreathed in lightning killing him.

He had been terrified when he was young, terrified to death.

But by now, Su Yu had long stopped caring.

Over the years, he had been struck to death by lightning, torn apart by claws, devoured, had his heart gouged out, been dismembered inch by inch...

You got used to it.

More than three thousand dreams, more than three thousand ways to die.

When you had experienced more than three thousand ways to die and had not gone mad or broken down, that meant you had matured.

The price of maturity was a little severe.

When he was young, he had nearly dropped dead from refusing to sleep. Once he got used to it, things became much better.

So now, as the character "Thunder" bared its fangs and brandished its claws, Su Yu only found it amusing. So what if it struck him to death?

It's not like I haven't been struck to death before...

That thought surfaced in Su Yu's mind. With the previous experience, he knew that this was a sign that he had discovered a Divine Script suited to himself.

The "Thunder" Divine Script!

Su Yu began trying to catch it. He grabbed the "Thunder" character's... leg?

It seemed to be a leg. It was only a character, after all. Whether it actually had legs, he had no idea.

In any case, he seemed to have grabbed its leg and was dragging it toward his own head.

Liu Wenyan, who was writing the Thunder Origin Blade, trembled slightly. He turned to look over, his face full of exhaustion, yet he could not help but smile.

This brat... had actually discovered another Divine Script suited to himself.

It was not as though any character could become a Divine Script, nor could just any Willpower Script allow someone to comprehend a Divine Script.

It had to suit the individual.

Even a genius like Bai Feng had observed Willpower Scripts many times before outlining the foundation of his first Divine Script.

Some students paid enormous prices, observing Willpower Scripts dozens of times or studying many original texts of the myriad races before they had a chance to outline a Divine Script.

Many people only outlined a Divine Script after reaching the Nurturing Nature stage. Some did not even manage it at that stage. That was commonplace.

Because they had not discovered a Divine Script suited to them.

Yet Su Yu had found Divine Scripts suited to himself both times after only two observations. Even Liu Wenyan was somewhat surprised and delighted.

"Good lad..."

He praised him inwardly, but the moment Liu Wenyan was distracted, trouble arose!

His consumption had been too great. He was having trouble continuing to write.

By the time he had written the third blade, he was already struggling to hold on.

But if he forced himself, he could still keep writing.

After thinking it over, Liu Wenyan gritted his teeth and continued. Four blades would be enough for Su Yu to use until the peak of Thousand Jun, or even Ten Thousand Stones.

As for the rest... he would just write some fake ones.

The words themselves would not be fake; he simply would not imbue them with Willpower.

In any case, the brat would not need the fourth blade before reaching Ten Thousand Stones. Once he reached Ten Thousand Stones, if Liu Wenyan had the chance, he could write it for him again.

Liu Wenyan continued writing, while Su Yu once more entered the same mode as before, beating up little "Thunder."

This time was much harder than the last. Little "Thunder" kept electrocuting him.

Su Yu's physical body trembled in wave after wave in reality, as though he had been shocked. He kept convulsing, and even his hair began to stand on end.

The old Academy Head watched from the side, clicking his tongue in wonder!

Meanwhile, Liu Wenyan had already finished writing the fourth blade and was panting heavily.

The old Academy Head questioned him with his gaze. Liu Wenyan shook his head slightly, signaling that he was fine.

Then he began writing the fifth blade.

At this point, the old Academy Head clearly sensed that something was wrong. This fellow was writing far too quickly!

Before, he had written one character at a time, as though a mountain were pressing down on him. Every stroke had been extraordinarily difficult, but now he was writing at incredible speed. The fifth blade was completed in the blink of an eye.

"Old Liu?"

The old Academy Head was puzzled. What was going on?

"I got into the rhythm..."

Liu Wenyan panted heavily, his tone unchanged. He had gotten into the rhythm, so he was much faster.

As if you can understand any of it anyway!

Not only could the old Academy Head not understand it, but even Su Yu probably would not be able to tell real from fake before reaching the Nurturing Nature stage.

"The first four blades are real, and everything after that is fake... By the time you brat can tell, you won't be in Nanyuan anymore."

Liu Wenyan muttered inwardly. When that time came, he would just say that too much time had passed and the Willpower had faded.

Could Su Yu possibly have anything to say about that?

Anyway, it was not that Liu Wenyan was incompetent. It was that the brat was too useless, taking so long to cultivate the fifth blade. How embarrassing!

Making him write such a long Willpower Script for nothing!