Help Me, Mister Danheng!

Feng Xiaotian came before Danheng, only to find him studying him with a scrutinizing gaze.

"M-Mister Danheng, is there anything I can help with?"

That look left Feng Xiaotian at a loss. He thought someone at the academy might have offended Danheng.

"No need to panic. I merely wanted to ask why."

Danheng turned his gaze toward the direction in which the Chihuo Academy group had departed. His meaning was obvious.

Feng Xiaotian's attitude toward the others from Chihuo Academy was entirely different from the way he treated Huo Wu.

Toward Huo Wu, he was genuinely kind. But toward the others from Chihuo Academy—even Huo Wu's brother, Huo Wushuang—though his attitude was decent, it carried a trace of pride that others found difficult to notice.

"Ah? You meant that?"

Feng Xiaotian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Good thing nobody had provoked Mister Danheng. Otherwise, he truly would not have known how to handle it.

"Sir, do you believe in love at first sight?"

After clearing his throat, Feng Xiaotian put on an exceedingly serious expression. Yet this question left Danheng unsure how to continue the conversation.

How was he supposed to know what love at first sight was?

"The first time I met her, I knew that she was the partner fate had destined for me in this life. So what if I have to befriend that bunch of trash for her sake?"

Before Danheng, Feng Xiaotian did not even bother pretending, bluntly calling them trash.

"To be honest, if it weren't for little sister Huo Wu, Huo Wushuang might not necessarily be a match for me."

"But he is still my future brother-in-law, so I have to give him some face."

Feng Xiaotian spread his hands. He had sparred with Huo Wushuang many times and had an absolutely clear judgment of his strength.

Feng Xiaotian was very confident. If he went all out, with his powerful positively mutated martial soul and his Self-Created Soul Skill, what could Huo Wushuang possibly amount to?

"So when you sparred with them, did you often deliberately lose?"

Danheng stroked his chin. He roughly understood why Huo Wu treated Feng Xiaotian this way.

"Of course not. Other than Huo Wushuang and little sister Huo Wu, I won't go easy on the other people from Chihuo Academy."

"Though those guys generally won't get the chance to fight me anyway."

Feng Xiaotian repeatedly shook his head. The Huo Wushuang siblings were one thing, but did the other people from Chihuo Academy deserve for him to hold back?

Still, they would surely have to remain friends in the future. So even when Feng Xiaotian fought them, he would leave them a little dignity and not let them lose too humiliatingly.

"Then have you considered that if you defeat Huo Wu once, her attitude might change?"

Danheng's words were like a thunderclap, leaving Feng Xiaotian frozen where he stood.

Defeat Huo Wu?

Wouldn't that hurt her?

After all, his Gale Twin-Headed Wolf martial soul controlled the wind element. It could easily leave wounds on someone's body.

"That won't do, Mister Danheng. I can't bear to let her get hurt."

"How does Huo Wu's strength compare to yours?"

Danheng sighed. This kid's intelligence really dropped to zero whenever anything involving Huo Wu came up!

"Little sister Huo Wu is naturally not as strong as me. Otherwise, how could I deliberately lose to her?"

Feng Xiaotian scratched his head. Wasn't that obvious?

"Then can't you display enough strength for her to clearly realize it?"

Danheng felt helpless as well. This kid was impossible to teach—he was too love-brained!

Though he himself seemed never to have had such an experience either, so perhaps he was not in a position to mock him?

"Eh? That makes sense."

Feng Xiaotian slapped his forehead. Why had he not thought of that?

Defeating her did not mean he had to hurt her. He only needed to hold back and let Huo Wu know she was not his match.

"But I do not recommend defeating her immediately next time."

"Eh?"

Danheng's words confused Feng Xiaotian again. Hadn't he just said to defeat her? Why was that suddenly not okay?

"Let me ask you: what kind of temperament does Miss Huo Wu have?"

"Little sister Huo Wu? She's tall, has long legs, and big wavy hair—"

"I'm asking about her temperament!"

"Oh, oh. Little sister Huo Wu is very confident, and her pride is very strong—"

Feng Xiaotian trailed off and fell into thought. Danheng nodded in satisfaction. The boy could be taught after all!

"Sir, I understand!"

A moment later, Feng Xiaotian abruptly raised his head, his eyes shining with a sharp glint unlike before.

"This time, I'll just give little sister Huo Wu a small surprise. Once I finish my Self-Created Soul Skill, then I can—"

"A Self-Created Soul Skill?"

Danheng raised a brow. This love-brained kid could create his own Soul Skill too?

Danheng understood what Self-Created Soul Skills represented to the people of this continent. For Feng Xiaotian to create one himself meant he was quite talented.

"Yes, sir. Let me tell you, I've actually already developed my Self-Created Soul Skill, but I'm still not satisfied with it. I've been improving it the whole time, so I've never used it in front of anyone."

The moment his Self-Created Soul Skill came up, Feng Xiaotian immediately became animated. He casually pulled over a chair, sat beside Danheng, and began eagerly explaining it to him.

"Creating your own Soul Skill is a good thing, but from the sound of it... it seems you have neglected your cultivation for this Self-Created Soul Skill?"

As Feng Xiaotian spoke, Danheng suddenly interrupted him.

"Ah? It's not too bad. I've been working hard on my cultivation too, but this Self-Created Soul Skill really takes time."

Danheng nodded. It was his own choice, after all. As long as he felt he had arranged things properly, that was enough.

"By the way, Mister Danheng, your martial soul should be wind-attributed too, right?"

Danheng froze for a moment, then nodded.

As the Vidyadhara Dragon Lord, controlling wind and water were abilities he had possessed from birth. It was simply that he had no need for the Dragon Lord's power at present, so he only displayed the wind element.

"Then, Mister Danheng, could I ask you to give me some guidance?!"

Feng Xiaotian's expression turned serious as he looked at Danheng with eager anticipation.

"Y-You... why do you think I can help you?"

Danheng hesitated for a moment and did not answer directly.

"Because the Stormwind Bear's corpse showed that Mister Danheng is most likely a powerful wielder of a wind-attributed weapon martial soul, and your martial soul should be something like a blade or spear."

That was true enough. He used the Cloud-Piercing Spear, but he had never claimed it was his martial soul. The people here had simply assumed it.

That worked out well too, saving Danheng the trouble of explaining.

"My Self-Created Soul Skill is precisely a skill involving consecutive slashes, so I believe Mister Danheng can definitely help me!"

"Rest assured, whatever conditions you have, as long as I can fulfill them, I will spare no effort!"

Feng Xiaotian grew somewhat emotional. If he could truly receive guidance from an expert like Danheng, his Self-Created Soul Skill would surely shine brilliantly in the future Continental Spirit Master Tournament!

"Help me, Mister Danheng!"