Wind Stabilizing Pearl

"Didn't I just see Mo Hui? His Soul Power Level is only thirty-one. He defeated Xiaotian?" Feng Qingcang asked skeptically.

"It was a Self-Created Soul Skill!"

Seeing Feng Qingcang's disbelief, Feng Yan immediately explained, "During his battle with Feng Xiaotian, Mo Hui revealed two Self-Created Soul Skills.

"One could merge multiple ordinary wind blades into one enormous wind blade, while the other could assemble wind blades into a high-speed spinning Wind Wheel.

"Both Self-Created Soul Skills were incredibly powerful, but that Wind Wheel possessed exceptional armor-piercing ability. Xiaotian's wings were easily severed by it, and the Gale Demon Wolf Eighteen Consecutive Slashes was broken in an instant.

"Even more terrifyingly, Mo Hui could control that Wind Wheel for both offense and defense. It blocked the dozens of wind blades Xiaotian unleashed at the end."

"Multi-Blade Wind Blade, and a Wind Wheel made of wind blades?"

Feng Qingcang frowned and thought briefly about what these two Self-Created Soul Skills looked like.

But soon, Feng Qingcang's eyes widened. He drew a long breath and said, "Hiss... These two Self-Created Soul Skills are remarkable!"

"What is it, Headmaster?"

Seeing Feng Qingcang's expression, Feng Yan was somewhat confused.

Those two Self-Created Soul Skills were indeed powerful, but Feng Qingcang was a Soul Sage and had served as the headmaster of Godwind Academy for many years. He had seen all kinds of geniuses, so he should not have reacted like this.

After steadying himself, Feng Qingcang said to Feng Yan with a grave expression, "These two Self-Created Soul Skills may very well be widely applicable!"

"What? They may be widely applicable?!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Yan immediately sucked in a sharp breath. He knew exactly what a widely applicable Self-Created Soul Skill meant.

Generally speaking, a soul master's Self-Created Soul Skills were developed according to their own circumstances and were their ultimate moves, best suited to themselves.

Even if others obtained the training method for a soul master's Self-Created Soul Skill, they might not be able to unleash its full power. They might even be unable to cultivate it at all due to lacking certain necessary components.

Take Feng Xiaotian's Gale Demon Wolf Eighteen Consecutive Slashes, for example. Not only did it require the user to possess extreme speed and considerable strength, but it also required a powerful wing-based ultimate move.

And merely meeting those requirements was not enough. The charging method of the Gale Demon Wolf Eighteen Consecutive Slashes was extraordinarily complicated. Ordinary people could not learn it, so it had little value for widespread use.

In fact, Feng Xiaotian's Gale Demon Wolf Eighteen Consecutive Slashes already had relatively low requirements. Most other Self-Created Soul Skills could likely only be used by their creators, with very few capable of being passed on to others.

But Mo Hui's Self-Created Soul Skills were clearly different. After thinking it over briefly, Feng Qingcang, as a Soul Sage, realized that these two Self-Created Soul Skills were not fundamentally difficult, and their requirements were not high either.

After all, it was perfectly ordinary for wind-attribute soul masters to possess a wind blade or a wind blade-type soul skill.

The only requirement was likely more precise control over Soul Power, but that could be achieved through training.

At this thought, Feng Qingcang immediately grew excited and could not wait to head to Hurricane Canyon to find Mo Hui.

But after taking only a few steps, Feng Qingcang stopped. He had been too excited just now. Self-Created Soul Skills were a soul master's lifeblood; how could they be taught so easily?

Using his status as headmaster and a powerful expert to pressure him would be far too shameless. Feng Qingcang would rather spend time researching them himself than do that.

As he agonized over the matter, Feng Qingcang glanced at Feng Yan beside him and hurriedly asked, "Teacher Yan, what do you think I should do to make Mo Hui willingly hand his Self-Created Soul Skills over to the academy?"

Hand them over to the academy?

Feng Yan's eyes immediately lit up upon hearing Feng Qingcang's words. If those things could truly be handed over to the academy, then wouldn't teachers like them be able to learn them as well?

But Feng Yan soon frowned and said uncertainly, "Willingly... that probably isn't possible, is it? They are Self-Created Soul Skills, after all."

Self-Created Soul Skills were not something one could create casually, or they would not be so rare. Creating one not only required enormous amounts of time and effort, but also those occasional flashes of inspiration.

Since ancient times, which Self-Created Soul Skill—especially one that could be inherited—had not been treasured and hidden away as part of a faction's legacy? Getting someone to hand it over willingly was almost impossible.

Sigh...

Hearing this, Feng Qingcang also sighed. Right, he had been thinking too ideally.

If it did not work, he could only research them himself. But Self-Created Soul Skills were not so easy to develop even when one knew the finished product. He might be stuck on a certain step for the rest of his life, unable to perfect it.

Just as Feng Qingcang was nearly ready to give up, Feng Yan suddenly spoke. "Perhaps there is one way."

"What way?"

Feng Qingcang's eyes lit up as he hurriedly pressed for an answer.

"As the saying goes, if the other party is unwilling, perhaps you simply have not offered enough. If we can produce something like a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, perhaps Mo Hui would be willing to trade," Feng Yan replied.

"..."

Feng Qingcang could not help twitching his lips at those words. A Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone? He only had a thousand-year soul bone, and he had already absorbed it. How could he possibly produce one?

However, Feng Yan's words reminded him of something.

After hesitating slightly, Feng Qingcang took out an azure pearl from his Soul Tool and said, "I do not have a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, but Mo Hui seems exceptionally fond of cultivation. Perhaps this can move him!"

When Feng Yan saw the item Feng Qingcang had taken out, he immediately exclaimed in surprise, "Isn't this the Wind Stabilizing Pearl you treasure so dearly, Headmaster? You were unwilling to give it even to Xiaotian back then, yet now you are willing to take it out?"

"This item is good, but it is no longer of much use to me. If Xiaotian had lived up to expectations, it would not have been impossible to give it to him, but... sigh..."

As he spoke, Feng Qingcang sighed once more, unwilling to say anything further.

The Wind Stabilizing Pearl had dropped when Feng Qingcang had once accidentally killed an unknown soul beast. It was not a soul bone and could not be directly absorbed, but it possessed the heaven-defying effect of extinguishing wind-attribute soul skill attacks and converting them into wind-attribute energy.

If its upper limit had not only reached the Soul Emperor level, making it of little use to Feng Qingcang now, he truly would not have been willing to take it out.

Having made up his mind, Feng Qingcang headed toward Hurricane Canyon. Now, he could only hope that the Wind Stabilizing Pearl would move the other party. If Mo Hui still refused, then he could only research the skills himself.

In the core region of Hurricane Canyon, fierce winds howled. Pidgeotto stood atop a cliff wall at the edge of the canyon like the most loyal bodyguard, its eyes fixed intently on every movement around it.

"Pidgeot~"

Suddenly, Pidgeotto's gaze pierced through the storm, as though it had discovered something. It immediately flew to Mo Hui's side and gently nudged him.

Mo Hui immediately opened his eyes and asked Pidgeotto beside him in confusion, "Pidgeotto, what happened?"

Could he really be this unlucky? He had only just meditated for a while. Could something have happened in Hurricane Canyon again?