Son of Wind, Still Going Strong!

Whirlwind Technique, Wind-Slaying Blade.

In the end, Wu Yong chose these two techniques and combat skills.

"Teacher, I'd like to borrow these two."

"You may borrow these technique and combat skill manuals for one month. Borrowing two high-grade Xuan-tier manuals costs one hundred thousand gold coins. However, for a genius like you, the academy has decided to give you a fifty-percent discount. You only need to pay fifty thousand gold coins before you graduate and leave the academy."

"Then thank you very much, Teacher."

A smile appeared on Wu Yong's face, and the lingering displeasure in his heart was tossed aside.

Being able to borrow two high-grade Xuan-tier technique and combat skill manuals for a month for only fifty thousand gold coins—most people would not even dare dream of such a thing.

Wu Yong had not expected the reputation of a mere Dou Shi like himself to be worth fifty thousand gold coins.

Was this what one should expect from an ancient academy that had stood for hundreds of years? There truly was nothing to criticize.

After parting with Instructor Ruolin, Wu Yong hurried back to his residence and began switching techniques.

The technique he had cultivated before was merely a high-grade Huang-tier technique. With [Son of Wind], Wu Yong's cultivation speed had not been much slower than those cultivating Xuan-tier techniques, but who would not want something better?

The process of switching techniques went smoothly. Thanks to [Son of Wind], the new technique held nothing obscure or difficult for Wu Yong. He only needed to read through it two or three times to fully comprehend it, and operating it came naturally to him.

[Son of Wind] (Golden Legend): Your Wind Attribute talent is uniquely blessed. Perhaps you truly are the wind's own child?

Wu Yong had also grasped seventy to eighty percent of the combat skill called Wind-Slaying Blade after reading it twice.

However, since he had no saber at hand, Wu Yong could only put it aside for the time being.

When he looked up, the sky had already darkened. Wu Yong shook his head and continued cultivating.

A night passed.

All that could be said was that a high-grade Xuan-tier technique truly lived up to its rank. If he continued cultivating at this speed, Wu Yong was confident that he could break through to Da Dou Shi within a year!

After breakfast, Wu Yong went to the training ground, picked up a refined-steel saber, and made a few practice swings.

"I'll make do with this for now..."

As he thought to himself, Wu Yong glanced at the savings in his Storage Ring—roughly one hundred ten to one hundred twenty thousand gold coins. It was more than enough to have a battle saber custom-made for himself.

This was also one of the reasons Wu Yong liked coming to Jia Nan Academy. No one would think that a physician from the Black-Corner Region would have such substantial savings.

A day passed. Back in his standalone villa, Wu Yong soaked in hot water, his heart filled with emotion.

In the end, all his thoughts boiled down to one sentence: [Son of Wind] was still going strong!

Whether techniques or combat skills, as long as they were related to wind, there were no secrets before Wu Yong.

Did they understand what a Golden Legend was?

The next day, Wu Yong found Instructor Ruolin, who was supervising the cultivation of the other students.

"Is there something you don't understand about the technique or combat skill?"

Ruolin had assumed that, like other students who borrowed high-grade technique and combat skill manuals, Wu Yong had come to ask her about something he did not understand.

This was quite common. After all, not everyone had a Dou Emperor expert by their side to guide them, and many things in cultivation had to be figured out alone.

Feeling lost was normal. Even geniuses needed the experience of their predecessors to guide them.

"I haven't encountered any problems yet. Right now, I want to have a battle saber forged. Do you know which weapon shop in the city would be suitable?"

Ruolin paused, not expecting Wu Yong to say that, but she found it reasonable. It had only been one day, after all. Perhaps he had merely skimmed through the manuals and had not truly begun cultivating yet. It was perfectly normal that he had not encountered any issues.

But what Wu Yong mentioned was also important. That combat skill required a saber to unleash its full power.

Although sabers were the easiest weapons to pick up among the many kinds of weapons, he still needed one that suited his hand.

"If you want a saber forged, leave through the academy's main gate and go to Jinggang Weapon Shop across the street, a little over three hundred meters to the left. Show them your student identity, and they'll give you a discount."

"Alright, thank you, Instructor."

Wu Yong nodded and turned to leave.

As Ruolin watched Wu Yong's back gradually recede into the distance, she thought to herself, With such an outstanding student, perhaps I'll be promoted to a Xuan-tier Instructor within the next two years?

Half a month later, Wu Yong received the battle saber custom-made for him at the cost of three thousand gold coins.

The battle saber was in the style of an Ox-Tail Saber, with its center of gravity near the tip. The entire saber was forged from refined steel. Its blade was three feet six inches long and weighed twenty-four jin, so it was not particularly heavy.

The blade was clear and bright, smooth as a mirror. Its edge was incomparably sharp, capable of slicing through hair with a breath.

More importantly, it felt exceptionally natural in his hand, which was what satisfied Wu Yong most.

"Sure enough, heroes abound everywhere. The blacksmith who forged this saber actually discerned my habits of exerting force. This blade feels like an extension of my limbs..."

After receiving his new battle saber, Wu Yong practiced the combat skill with it several times. The more he used it, the more natural it felt, and his mood improved along with it.

Having a weapon that suited him could greatly increase Wu Yong's combat strength.

Just then, a round of applause sounded. Wu Yong turned his head and discovered Ruolin watching him with a smile.

"Instructor, when did you arrive?"

"I just arrived. I happened to see the last few swings you made."

Ruolin pointed at the large tree beside Wu Yong. It was now covered in scars and looked utterly miserable.

"I'd originally planned to guide you in cultivating that combat skill, but I didn't expect you to have such excellent comprehension. You've already mastered this combat skill with great proficiency."

A trace of helpless bitterness appeared on Ruolin's gentle, mature face. It was her first time teaching a genius, after all, and she had no experience.

"You flatter me, Instructor. Perhaps I'm simply more compatible with this combat skill."

Wu Yong put away his battle saber and walked over to Ruolin, his face carrying a student's respect for his teacher.

Ruolin gestured for Wu Yong to follow her. As they walked, she said, "Your talent is exceptional. The way I teach the other students probably isn't suitable for you."

"Though I've basically been leaving you to fend for yourself all this time..."

As she spoke, Ruolin laughed herself, feeling that she had been somewhat neglectful of her duties.

Wu Yong quickly shook his head. "Instructor, you've already done very well. You've helped me greatly."

"That is merely what I should do as your instructor. Any other instructor would give corresponding treatment to a genius like you. It is nothing remarkable."

"What I want to say is that you must not rush to participate in the Inner Academy Selection Tournament a few months from now. Wait another year, then register once you are absolutely confident that you can place in the top five."

Ruolin looked around before lowering her voice to Wu Yong. "The top five in every Inner Academy Selection Tournament receive special rewards. Though I've never received them myself, I've heard that the rewards for the top five are especially generous!"

"Moreover, the Inner Academy is under greater competitive pressure and follows the law of the jungle even more harshly. With your talent, going to the Inner Academy too early might actually produce worse cultivation results than staying in the Outer Academy."