First Meeting Lin Lei

"What kind of person is this? Why is he following me? If Grandpa Delin hadn't warned me, I wouldn't even have noticed!"

"He isn't following me because of that shadow mouse I found, is he?"

"I knew it! How could a magical beast shadow mouse suddenly appear in the ancestral residence?"

Fengyun looked at Lin Lei with some excitement. His attire was neat, his body lean and wiry. Though he was still young, it was easy to see from his appearance that the little fellow possessed excellent physical qualities.

But that was not the most important part. The most important thing was that he was the future Primordial Master.

As long as he latched onto this thick thigh, he would only need to work hard enough to reach the Saint Realm. Then, relying on the Saint Realm's immortal longevity, he could settle down anywhere on the Yulan Continent.

After ten thousand years or so, he could just wait for the big shot to return and carry him to greatness!

Having prepared several scripts for this very moment, he picked one and spoke directly. "Kid, judging by your speed, you're already a Level 1 Warrior, aren't you?"

Lin Lei looked at Fengyun, who stood a full head taller than him, and secretly sighed in relief. He asked about my warrior cultivation. Is it because he became interested after seeing that I'd reached Level 1 Warrior at such a young age?

Good, good. He didn't come for the Little Shadow Mouse!

Based on Grandpa Delin's introduction, Lin Lei had already gained a deep understanding of how precious a shadow mouse cub was. If Fengyun had truly come for the shadow mouse and he lost his chance to tame it, he would have been heartbroken to death!

With no danger of losing the chance to tame the Little Shadow Mouse, Lin Lei relaxed and openly admitted that he possessed the strength of a Level 1 Warrior. Although his bloodline concentration did not meet the standard, as a member of the Dragon Blood Warrior family, he deeply identified with and took pride in being a warrior!

Seeing Lin Lei nod in admission, Fengyun smiled. "There's no aura of battle qi around you. To possess the strength of a Level 1 Warrior at your age, your physical talent must be exceptionally strong."

"It seems your innate physical talent is quite impressive, kid. Are you interested in joining the Church's Elite Warrior Preparatory Training Camp and becoming a powerful warrior in the future?"

After Dai Hui adopted him, Fengyun had asked Dai Hui why he had chosen to do so. Only then did he learn that Dai Hui had judged his physical talent to be outstanding because he could still move so quickly while carrying Daili, yet Dai Hui had sensed no battle qi aura from him.

Unable to bear seeing him buried away in an orphanage, Dai Hui had taken pity on him and adopted him.

Now, Fengyun directly borrowed that reason to make getting close to Lin Lei seem more natural and reasonable!

At that point, Grandpa Delin, who had been rather puzzled by Fengyun's intentions, finally understood. "So that's it. He was attracted by little Lin Lei's warrior talent."

"But I have to say, without cultivating a battle qi manual, being able to attain the strength of a Level 1 Warrior through physical training alone at this age truly shows extraordinary talent."

"Once he obtains a battle qi manual and begins cultivating battle qi, his cultivation will surely advance by leaps and bounds."

"However, compared to being a warrior, Lin Lei is more suited to becoming a magus!"

Lin Lei grew interested at those words and could not help asking, "What kind of place is the Elite Warrior Preparatory Training Camp? And who are you?"

The corners of Fengyun's lips curved into a faint smile. "My name is Yun. You can call me Yun or Brother Yun. I'm a student at the Special Warfare Camp. As for the Elite Warrior Preparatory Training Camp, it's a training camp used by the Church's Guard Legion to replenish its elite forces."

"My adoptive father brought me from the orphanage into the training camp because I had decent warrior talent. Judging from your clothes, your family circumstances should be rather ordinary too, right? So, do you want to enter the training camp with me? At the very least, it would lessen your family's burden."

After the Baruch Family declined, little Lin Lei's clothes were quite ordinary except on important occasions. At this moment, he was even wearing a somewhat worn coarse training outfit, making it impossible to see any sign that he was the child of a noble family!

Everything Fengyun said was true as well. As a student of the Special Warfare Camp, he had plenty of ways to get Lin Lei into the training camp. From then on, the Elite Warrior Preparatory Training Camp would simply be referred to as the training camp.

After all, he knew that Grandpa Delin, that Saint Realm undead being, was certainly watching from nearby. He would not tell lies and let an old senior who had lived for thousands of years spot something suspicious.

However, he also knew that Lin Lei would never agree to join the training camp. By this point, Lin Lei had already tested his bloodline concentration and knew that, since he could not even cultivate a battle qi manual, he had no future as a warrior. Only magic could give him the power to revive his family.

Sure enough, Lin Lei rejected his invitation without hesitation. Still, that brief exchange had laid a good foundation for the two of them to get along.

Although Lin Lei knew he could not go far down the path of a warrior, as the heir of the Dragon Blood Warrior family, he had never given up warrior training even while studying magic. That was his persistence.

After learning through their conversation that Fengyun, who looked a full head taller than him, was actually the same age as he was, yet had already become a Level 3 Warrior and possessed extensive experience training in the Monster Mountain Range, Lin Lei could not help challenging him. He wanted to know just how great the gap was between himself and a genius warrior like Fengyun.

"Brother Yun, can you fight me once and let me see how great the gap is between me and a genius warrior like you?"

Hearing Lin Lei's request for a fight, Fengyun considered it briefly before agreeing. "You little fellow are quite battle-hungry."

"Since you want to know the gap between us, I'll grant your wish and let you see just how powerful a true warrior is!"

Three seconds later, Fengyun held two fingers together like a sword and pressed them against Lin Lei's throat just as he assumed an attacking stance. Smiling lightly, he said, "One of my instructors at the training camp once taught me a saying: never entertain the idea of challenging someone above your level."

"Because levels exist precisely to let us understand how great the gap between us is!"

"If I were only a Level 2 Warrior, you might still have a chance of defeating me. But with my strength as a Level 3 Warrior, you have no chance whatsoever of beating me, kid!"

Lin Lei nodded at those words. The gap really was too great. Just now, he had not even seen how Fengyun made his move. By the time he reacted, Fengyun's finger-sword was already at his throat.

Yet there was still a faint trace of unwillingness in his expression. After all, he had not used magic yet. If there were enough distance between them, he felt that if he performed well, he might not be entirely without a chance to win.

After all, they were the same age. The gap could not possibly be that great!

Then he heard Fengyun continue, "What? Looking at that expression, you're still unconvinced? Is it because you didn't get the chance to display your magical cultivation?"