[Son of Wind] (Golden Legend): Your Wind Attribute talent is uniquely blessed. Could it be that you are truly the wind's own child?
As the dazzling golden light faded, Wu Yong opened his mouth and silently laughed, desperately suppressing the joy in his heart.
He had finally pulled gold!
And it was a Golden Legend talent like Son of Wind. What did that mean?
It meant...
He,
Wu Yong,
was about to soar!!!
After calming down, Wu Yong looked back on the fifteen years since he had been reborn in the Dou Qi Continent. Instead, his heart gradually settled, becoming calmer than ever before.
For some reason, he recalled something he had heard in his previous life:
It was nothing more than a little hardship.
[Name: Wu Yong] [Gender: Male] [Realm: Dou Zhe] [Equipped Traits (2/2): Medicine and Poison Do Not Separate (Green), Night Owl (White)] (PS: Each major realm advancement increases equipable traits by 1) [Drawn Traits (15): Son of Wind (Gold), Hardworking (White), Sentry Eyes (White)...] [Current Trait Probabilities by Grade: White Common 99%, Green Rare 0.9%, Blue Exceptional 0.089%, Purple Epic 0.01%, Golden Legend 0.001%]
After glancing at the panel in his mind, Wu Yong replaced the white Night Owl trait and equipped the golden Son of Wind.
A single green rare trait had allowed Wu Yong to survive in the chaotic Black-Corner Region and become a Dou Zhe.
Now that he had equipped a Golden Legend-grade trait, surely he would not immediately advance to Dou Di, would he?
Several seconds passed, but Wu Yong did not advance to Dou Di. He was still a two-star Dou Zhe.
However, in Wu Yong's perception, the wind-attributed energy around him had grown much denser, wrapping tightly around his body.
Wu Yong had a feeling that if he circulated his cultivation technique even slightly, that energy would immediately pour into his body and merge with him.
Even if he did not absorb that energy, he could still control the wind-attributed energy within a certain range.
In that case, even though Wu Yong cultivated only a Yellow-tier technique, with all that wind-attributed energy willing to cooperate with him unconditionally, his cultivation speed would likely far surpass those geniuses cultivating Profound-tier techniques.
"Is this the true worth of a Golden Legend trait?"
Wu Yong controlled the surrounding wind-attributed energy to sense the movements around him and discovered that the radius of his perception had reached an astonishing one hundred meters!
And within that hundred-meter range, not even a falling leaf or a faint breath could escape his perception.
With an involuntary cry of amazement in his heart, Wu Yong looked again at the thirteen white traits he had drawn and could not help wearing a look of disdain.
It was not that they were useless.
They were just not very useful.
Only the green trait, [Medicine and Poison Do Not Separate], was worth looking at. His talent for medicine and poison could stack, and as long as he specialized in one direction, the other would reach the same level.
It was precisely thanks to this trait that Wu Yong had been able to live steadily in the chaotic Black-Corner Region and become the resident physician of a medical clinic.
As the sun rose, this frontier city in the Black-Corner Region welcomed a new day.
"Physician Wu, did you not sleep well last night?"
At a fairly large medical clinic in the city, a middle-aged male physician watched Wu Yong yawn repeatedly and could not help asking.
"Morning, Uncle Wang. I kept thinking that I would soon be able to cultivate at Jia Nan Academy, so I was too excited to sleep."
Wu Yong nodded. He began reflecting on the somewhat hasty conclusion he had reached last night. White traits were not entirely useless; at least when he was weak, they still had some use.
For example, the [Night Owl] trait was quite good. He could stay up all night without becoming tired.
If he had replaced [Medicine and Poison Do Not Separate] with [Night Owl] while testing Son of Wind yesterday, he would not be yawning so much now.
Wang Shi nodded, fully understanding Wu Yong's feelings.
"Yes, cultivating at Jia Nan Academy is indeed something to be excited about. After all, it is a massive institution with a legacy stretching back hundreds of years. Not only does it possess many profound cultivation techniques and Dou Skills, but countless experts are stationed there. Even if all the experts in the Black-Corner Region were added together, they would still fall far short."
"But with your talent, Physician Wu, getting into Jia Nan Academy certainly will not be a problem."
He was a Dou Zhe at fifteen, and he possessed exceptional medical skills.
In Wang Shi's eyes, this young Physician Wu was absolutely a genius!
If Jia Nan Academy did not accept such a genius, then that academy probably would not last much longer.
"Then I will borrow your good wishes, Uncle Wang. Hehe~"
After some laughter and chatter, the clinic fell quiet.
Even in the Black-Corner Region, the most chaotic place in the Dou Qi Continent, physicians were precious. Even villains chose their targets carefully.
Admittedly, compared to physicians, the pills refined by Alchemists worked faster and were more effective.
But those pills were also more expensive!
No matter where one went, the lower class always made up the majority. Even the lowest-grade hemostatic medicine cost several hundred gold coins. How could ordinary people afford it?
Compared with that, physicians were the choice of most common people, and most would not choose to offend one.
Not to mention that many medical clinics had ties to certain Alchemists.
Medical clinics borrowed an Alchemist's reputation for protection, while Alchemists obtained medicinal ingredients from the herb-gathering teams under those clinics. All the Alchemist had to provide was a name.
The clinic where Wu Yong practiced was said to be under the protection of a third-tier Alchemist.
In this frontier city of the Black-Corner Region, a third-tier Alchemist was already an extremely important figure.
Many physicians dreamed of becoming Alchemists. Wu Yong did too.
Unfortunately, he possessed the Wind Attribute. He could never become an Alchemist in this life.
Wu Yong propped his head up with one hand and half-closed his eyes behind the counter. On the surface, he was reading a medical text, but in truth, his mind was wandering.
After controlling the surrounding wind-attributed energy to wrap tightly around him and ensuring that he would awaken the instant someone approached, he began catching up on sleep.
Suddenly, while half-asleep, Wu Yong opened his eyes and looked toward the entrance of the clinic.
Wang Shi, who had been drinking tea while reading a medical text, also raised his head. Just as he was about to say something to Wu Yong, he heard a set of hurried footsteps drawing near.
A look of surprise appeared on Wang Shi's face. Was it a coincidence?
Soon, a group of young men and women wearing Jia Nan Academy's standard blue-and-white uniforms entered.
There was no doubt that these young men and women were Outer Academy students from Jia Nan Academy who had come out for training.
Leading them was a woman in green, roughly in her twenties, who exuded a gentle and mature aura.
"One of my students is injured and has a fractured bone. Do you have a physician who can help treat him?"
"I'll give it a try."
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