Hurricane Canyon, Blue Figure

After Ji Xuan and Golden Crocodile Douluo quietly left Heaven Dou City, they traveled through the air all the way.

Ji Xuan stood atop a cyan longsword, with Golden Crocodile Douluo following close behind.

The next day, as they passed through a desolate stretch of land, Ji Xuan suddenly stopped.

Looking down, he saw a vast Gobi Desert filled with yellow sand and broken stones. Sparse clumps of withered grass swayed in the wind.

Golden Crocodile Douluo halted and hovered in midair. "Xiao Xuan, what is it?"

Ji Xuan looked into the distance. "Martial Uncle Golden Crocodile, I can sense that the Wind element ahead is very dense."

Golden Crocodile Douluo followed Ji Xuan's gaze and said, "This place is close to Element City. That should be Hurricane Canyon. Fierce winds rage there year-round, making it a holy land for Wind-attribute soul masters to cultivate."

"Let's take a look." After pondering for a moment, Ji Xuan changed direction and flew toward Hurricane Canyon.

Golden Crocodile said nothing more and silently followed him.

The closer they drew to the canyon, the more active the Wind element in the air became.

Before long, a massive canyon came into view.

Steep rock walls rose on either side of the canyon, riddled with holes from wind and sand erosion.

Within the valley, wild winds howled as sand and stones flew through the air.

An ordinary person would have struggled even to stand steadily here.

But Ji Xuan's eyes lit up. He could sense that this place might allow him to break through in his Wind Sword Intent.

"Martial Uncle, let's go down."

Ji Xuan landed steadily at the canyon entrance, and the cyan longsword beneath his feet dispersed into Wind element.

Then, Ji Xuan and the other man stepped directly inside.

Surprisingly, the violent gale winds automatically parted as they approached Ji Xuan, as though welcoming their master.

A long while later, deep within the canyon, Ji Xuan discovered that this area was entirely different from the outer region.

The outer region was filled with chaotic gales, flying sand, and hurtling stones, blurring one's vision.

Yet this area contained orderly cyan vortices. They spun slowly, each one containing pure Wind element energy.

The wind here was less violent, yet more condensed—and more dangerous.

"Martial Uncle, I'm going into seclusion here."

"Alright."

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded and found a spot nearby to stand guard.

With his strength, this place was no different from outside.

Ji Xuan swept his gaze around before finding a flat boulder and sitting cross-legged upon it.

Ji Xuan opened his body and mind, freely sensing the pure Wind element around him.

The Wind Sword Intent within his body began to circulate on its own, resonating with the Law of Wind within the canyon.

He could clearly sense the path of every wind vortex and feel the Power of Law contained within the Wind element.

Days passed...

Ji Xuan's understanding of the Wind Sword Intent grew deeper and deeper.

He no longer viewed wind as merely a means of attack. Instead, he began to understand its essence.

Wind was free, ever-changing, and everywhere.

He felt that wind could be as gentle as a feather, yet as violent as thunder...

On the seventh day, the Wind element at the center of the canyon suddenly erupted into turmoil.

Countless cyan wind vortices converged toward Ji Xuan, forming an enormous cyan whirlpool around him and enveloping him within...

Moments later, the whirlpool exploded and dispersed. An invisible domain spread out from Ji Xuan as its center, covering an area dozens of meters wide.

Within the domain, every wisp of wind seemed to transform into a sharp sword, flowing according to his will.

Wind Sword Domain, achieved!

Ji Xuan slowly opened his eyes. With a thought, the Wind element within the domain moved as easily as his own limbs, condensing into cyan sword shadows.

These sword shadows shifted unpredictably with his thoughts.

"Xiao Xuan, congratulations on your breakthrough." Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice came from nearby.

Ji Xuan restrained his aura, and the sword domain dissipated with it.

He rose to his feet and looked at Golden Crocodile Douluo. "Martial Uncle, let's leave this place."

The two then headed toward the outer region...

Halfway there, Ji Xuan unexpectedly saw a Blue Figure cultivating amid the raging winds.

The man wore a black mask. His cyan robes had been sliced open in many places by wind blades, and his body bore numerous small wounds, yet he still persisted in his cultivation.

A pair of cyan wings condensed from Wind element spread behind his back. He spiraled down from the air, repeatedly slashing at a massive boulder.

His force grew stronger with every move, each strike building momentum.

But by the twentieth strike, his movements had clearly slowed, and it became difficult for him to link the following moves together.

This was Feng Xiaotian from Godwind Academy?

Was he cultivating the Self-Created Soul Skill, Gale Magic Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes?

It was clear that he was still at the stage of twenty consecutive slashes.

"What a pity..." Ji Xuan flashed behind Feng Xiaotian.

"Who?! When did you get here?!"

Feng Xiaotian jumped in fright and hurriedly turned around, warily eyeing the old man and young man who had suddenly appeared. He had not sensed them at all.

"Just passing by." Ji Xuan smiled calmly.

"This is the depths of Hurricane Canyon. Ordinary people cannot reach this place." Feng Xiaotian remained on guard.

"If you can reach this place, that means you are no ordinary person either. Judging by your training just now, it seems you were cultivating a Self-Created Soul Skill?" Ji Xuan asked, feigning confusion.

Feng Xiaotian admitted it frankly. "That's right."

Then he frowned slightly and asked in puzzlement, "By the way, what did you mean when you said it was a pity?"

Ji Xuan smiled faintly and said:

"In my view, you are too fixated on the number of consecutive moves, yet you have forgotten that the most important thing about wind is change."

"Every one of your moves accumulates force, as though you want each strike to be stronger than the last, but that instead limits the wind's agility."

"Therefore, not only does your Self-Created Soul Skill take too long to charge, it also lacks flexibility and can easily be interrupted."

As he spoke, a vortex of wind suddenly condensed in Ji Xuan's hand before scattering into countless threads, transforming into innumerable small azure swords. Each one carried razor-sharp sword aura.

Feng Xiaotian stared in a daze. He had not expected the young man before him to possess such an almost miraculous mastery over the Wind element.

Moreover, the young man was right. His Self-Created Soul Skill truly had major flaws.

Feng Xiaotian composed himself and clasped his fists. "I am Feng Xiaotian of Godwind Academy. May I ask your name, brother?"

"Ji Xuan." Ji Xuan dispersed the Wind element in his hand, a smile curling at his lips as he stood with his hands behind his back. "Well? Do you want to follow me? I can teach you the true Way of Wind."

Feng Xiaotian's heart jolted, and an uncontrollable desire surged up from the depths of his heart. He nearly agreed on the spot.

But he quickly swallowed the words that had reached his lips and asked doubtfully, "May I ask which faction Brother Ji comes from?"

"I am from Spirit Hall."

Ji Xuan did not conceal his identity. Feng Xiaotian had good talent, and he intended to take him under his wing.

After all, Spirit Hall needed fresh blood as well.

"Spirit Hall?!" Feng Xiaotian frowned deeply upon hearing that.

Among the five great academies, Elephant Armor Academy belonged to the Elephant Armor Sect of the Lower Four Sects.

The other four academies had always remained independent and had never joined any faction.

If he followed Ji Xuan, would that not be equivalent to joining Spirit Hall? Grandfather would probably not agree either.

"I'm sorry, Brother Ji, but I cannot make this decision myself."

Ji Xuan was not surprised. He merely smiled faintly. "I understand. As it happens, I am also heading to Element City. Why not travel together, Brother Feng?"

"This... all right."

Feng Xiaotian hesitated briefly, but ultimately nodded.

The three of them then headed out of the canyon...