Top-Tier Mimicry Cultivation Ground

Within Hurricane Canyon, Mo Hui sat in meditation at the spot Godwind Academy had prepared for him. Pidgey soared freely through the sky nearby, clearly in high spirits.

The wind-attribute energy in Hurricane Canyon was simply too active. Pidgey had never felt wind elements this vibrant before. Right now, it was like a fish entering the sea, arriving in the environment best suited to it. Even the Soul Power Mo Hui needed to maintain Pidgey's existence had decreased considerably.

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Hui suddenly opened his eyes, a flicker of delight crossing them.

"Hurricane Canyon really is an excellent place. In less than three months, my Soul Power has risen by one level. It's increased my cultivation efficiency by more than half."

Feeling the increase in Soul Power within his body, Mo Hui spoke happily.

One had to know that a Spirit Master's cultivation only became slower the further one progressed. Cultivating at the Soul Grandmaster stage was much more difficult than before.

Mo Hui had originally estimated that even with his nearly tireless cultivation, it would take about five months to rise a level. Yet Hurricane Canyon had shortened that time by nearly two months.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Hui had already spent three months at Godwind Academy. During those three months, not only had his Soul Power reached level twenty-three, but he had also adapted to life at Godwind Academy.

Godwind Academy had more than four hundred and eighty students in total, and its program lasted six years. During their first year, students had to attend Martial Soul knowledge classes. There was an exam for this subject every month, and those who met the standard no longer needed to attend.

As for practical combat, Godwind Academy had dedicated teachers offering daily combat technique classes, teaching all manner of fighting methods. Interested students could attend freely, and those who performed exceptionally well might receive personal instruction from the teacher.

Godwind Academy held three practical combat assessments each year. Students who met the invigilating teacher's requirements would receive a passing evaluation.

Besides the official assessments, anyone who obtained a Silver Soul Duel Badge from any Soul Duel Arena could also be exempted from the practical combat assessment and pass directly. However, that path was not meant for ordinary people.

Meeting the Martial Soul knowledge standard, meeting the practical combat standard, and reaching level thirty Soul Power—those were Godwind Academy's graduation requirements.

Mo Hui did not think those requirements were particularly high. After all, Intermediate Soul Master Academy required only level twenty for graduation. After absorbing a soul ring, a Spirit Master would directly rise one level to level twenty-one, leaving just nine levels until graduation.

Nine levels in six years, with a top-tier Mimicry Cultivation Ground like Hurricane Canyon to help them—it should not have been difficult, in Mo Hui's opinion.

Yet after looking into it, Mo Hui was astonished to discover that fewer than half of Godwind Academy's students successfully graduated.

Some were held back because they failed to meet the Martial Soul knowledge or practical combat standards, but there were also quite a few who failed to reach level thirty within six years.

Mo Hui could not make sense of it. Those able to enter Godwind Academy should all have decent talent, so why could they not even meet the level thirty standard?

In the end, Mo Hui could only conclude that they were either simply too lazy, or their families were so well-off that they had no desire to work hard at all.

After his brief excitement passed, Mo Hui settled down and continued cultivating. He did not leave Hurricane Canyon until dinnertime.

"Pidgey~"

Pidgey landed on Mo Hui's shoulder and looked back at Hurricane Canyon, clearly reluctant to leave.

"Alright, Pidgey. We've already eaten all the food stored in the Soul Tool. We need to go back and eat. We can come again after dinner."

Seeing this, Mo Hui helplessly rubbed Pidgey's head and comforted it.

"Pidgey~"

Upon hearing Mo Hui's words, Pidgey obediently nodded and stopped looking toward Hurricane Canyon.

Before long, Mo Hui and Pidgey arrived at Godwind Academy's cafeteria.

Since he had received an investment from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Mo Hui was no longer short on money. He directly ordered himself a feast of spirit beast meat and began eating.

This feast of spirit beast meat was worth two Gold Soul Coins, but its effects were excellent as well. Mo Hui could feel that ever since changing his diet, his body had been growing noticeably faster.

Though Mo Hui had only just turned ten, he was already nearly one meter sixty tall. That was an astonishing height.

This spirit beast meat even helped with Soul Power growth. Although the effect was extremely slight, perhaps not even half a level in a year, over the long term it could save Mo Hui a great deal of time.

Now that Mo Hui had money, he naturally did not mistreat Pidgey either. Pidgey now ate a special kind of insect, food made by a Food-Type Spirit Master in his thirties whose Martial Soul was a wind insect. It contained pure wind-attribute energy and could greatly restore the Soul Power of wind-attribute Spirit Masters.

Mo Hui had tried it himself, and its restorative effect was extremely good. Unfortunately, insects as food were still too disgusting for some people, so this Food-Type Spirit Master did not have many customers.

While eating, Mo Hui also paid attention to his surroundings.

People always chatted unconsciously while eating, occasionally revealing quite a bit of information. For Mo Hui, who devoted nearly all his time to cultivation and study and had very few friends at the academy, this was an important way to learn what was happening there.

"Have you heard? Feng Xiaotian has created a Self-Created Soul Skill!"

Not far from Mo Hui, a young man in his early twenties suddenly said this to the friends beside him.

His friends looked at him in disbelief. "Really? That's a Self-Created Soul Skill. Is that something so easily accomplished?"

Although they had long heard that Feng Xiaotian was researching Self-Created Soul Skills, they had always treated it as a joke. If Self-Created Soul Skills were really so easy to create, then everyone in the world would have one.

Seeing that his friends did not believe him, the young man said with certainty, "Of course it's true. Feng Xiaotian is demonstrating his Self-Created Soul Skill at the Soul Duel Arena right now. It's called Gale Demon Wolf Nine Consecutive Slashes!"

Gale Demon Wolf Nine Consecutive Slashes? Feng Xiaotian had already created a Self-Created Soul Skill?

Hearing this, Mo Hui was suddenly interested. He quickly finished the feast of spirit beast meat before him. His second soul ring lit up, and he and Pidgey became a streak of azure light as they raced toward the Soul Duel Arena.

Traveling at full speed, Mo Hui soon arrived at the Soul Duel Arena and saw Feng Xiaotian using his Self-Created Soul Skill.

"Gale Demon Wolf Nine Consecutive Slashes!"

Feng Xiaotian's hands transformed into a pair of wings. Empowered by his second soul skill, he began spinning rapidly. During the process, those wings seemed to turn into azure blades, their edges glimmering with a faint green light that sent chills down one's spine.

Yet after seeing this so-called Gale Demon Wolf Nine Consecutive Slashes, Mo Hui shook his head somewhat disappointedly.