Investigation and Teaching

"Teacher Wala, you called for me."

Feng Hui once again arrived at Teacher Wala's room.

"Follow me."

Teacher Wala said nothing more, leading Feng Hui straight to the finest training ground in the academy.

Inside the training ground, the floor was smooth enough to reflect images, paved with an unknown metallic material. It possessed astonishing hardness and toughness, while also containing an indescribable mysterious energy, making its sturdiness beyond imagination.

Not to mention the Universe level—even a full-force burst from a Domain Lord level would struggle to damage the floor.

"I know you've gained insights into both the Law of Wood and the Law of Space."

Teacher Wala said softly, "Now, unleash all your comprehension of these two laws. Whether through blade techniques or movement arts, it doesn't matter. Go all out and let me see what level you're at right now."

Feng Hui replied respectfully, "Yes, Teacher."

Then his figure moved, instantly turning into a blurry phantom that flashed to the center of the training ground.

Feng Hui flipped his palm, producing a blade—the same black longsword that had dominated his final exams.

The blade itself was ordinary, merely a training weapon provided free by the academy to students, but it had gained fame due to its owner's extraordinary skill.

"Whoosh!" A sharp gleam burst from Feng Hui's eyes. He leaped into the air, each strike of his blade carrying the artistic conception of the Law of Wood and the Law of Space, executed with seamless fluidity.

At the same time, Feng Hui's body left a series of phantom afterimages in space. Each phantom scattered apart, and together with his true body, they formed a layout resembling a nine-square grid. His movements were bizarre and unpredictable, elusive as a ghost.

On the training ground, the blade light was sometimes heavy, simple, and sharp; sometimes ethereal, incredibly agile. As the blade light crisscrossed, it faintly resonated with the fluctuations of the Law of Wood and the Law of Space in the universe.

For a moment, the blade light alone seemed like a Milky Way pouring down—dazzling and fierce, unbound by objects, unhurried in spirit, yet filling the entire heavens and earth.

Within this world shrouded by blade light, time seemed to freeze. All things fell silent, leaving only the ever-sweeping longsword as the sole melody of this realm.

Each streak of blade light contained the mysteries of the laws. They intertwined and collided in the air, emitting low, lingering hums, hiding countless profound changes—subtle yet fraught with lethal intent.

Teacher Wala stood at the edge of the training ground, nodding slightly.

He wasn't surprised by Feng Hui's displayed comprehension of the laws, having known about it before. But the application of the Law of Wood and the Law of Space within the blade technique was indeed quite profound.

It seemed Feng Hui had put in serious hard work, far exceeding the baseline Teacher Wala had in mind.

After a moment, Feng Hui stopped his blade demonstration. His figure turned into a hazy phantom, instantly reappearing beside Teacher Wala.

"Teacher, please give your critique." Feng Hui bowed slightly in salute, speaking respectfully.

"Not bad." Teacher Wala smiled. "Born less than a year ago, yet you've gained deep insights into both the Law of Wood and the Law of Space, and your blade technique is excellent too."

Teacher Wala looked at Feng Hui with a smile, growing more satisfied the longer he watched.

For a strong practitioner, finding a suitable disciple is actually very difficult.

Teacher Wala specialized in blade techniques, using them to express his insights into the Law of Wood and the Law of Space.

Originally, he had planned to pass down his famous secret technique, the Falling Leaf Blade, to Feng Hui, but a large part of that was simply not wanting his life's work to be lost. His attitude had been somewhat casual.

Now, seeing Feng Hui perform so perfectly with the blade, he was deeply moved. He set aside his casual demeanor and resolved to teach his entire legacy with full seriousness, even planning to guide Feng Hui carefully over the next few decades.

"I've indeed put a lot of thought into my blade technique," Feng Hui replied.

"Your blade technique has a solid foundation."

Teacher Wala looked at Feng Hui with satisfaction. "From now on, I will teach you a blade-type secret technique called Falling Leaf Blade. This is a technique I created myself. Through it, you will gain a deeper understanding of the Law of Wood and the Law of Space."

Listening to Teacher Wala's explanation of the secret technique, Feng Hui couldn't help but marvel.

The Falling Leaf Blade was a combat secret technique Teacher Wala had created based on his insights into the Law of Wood and the Law of Space during his campaigns on the God-Demon Battlefield. It was the technique that made him famous—a combat method specifically explaining the subtle applications of the Law of Wood and the Law of Space.

This technique focused on speed and explosive power in combat, fighting like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, with immense burst potential.

Based on Feng Hui's judgment, if the Falling Leaf Blade were in the Virtual Universe Company's treasure vault, it would likely be worth ninety thousand points.

Secret techniques created by Marquis-level immortals generally sold for ten thousand to a hundred thousand points in the vault.

From this, it was clear that even among Marquis-level immortals, Teacher Wala was an exceptionally powerful existence, nearly reaching King level.

"Teacher, this... your famous technique is too precious."

Teacher Wala shook his head.

"You're wrong. In my Dongdi Clan, the least precious thing is secret techniques."

"The reason I'm teaching you this is partly because I don't want my proudest work to be lost, and partly because I want to guide your law comprehension through this technique."

He stared at Feng Hui for a moment, then asked in a deep voice:

"Have you heard of the Eastern Domain Tournament?"

Feng Hui looked blank. "No."

"Understandable. You're a little one who's only been born a short while; it's normal not to know."

"Our Jia 312 Academy is located in the Eastern Domain of the Eastern Emperor Holy Land Universe."

"Every ten thousand years, there's a tournament specifically for Universe-level geniuses from the Eastern Domain of my Dongdi Clan—the Eastern Domain Tournament. It selects geniuses through combat."

"The Eastern Domain Tournament gathers geniuses from all academies and planes in the Eastern Domain. It's a gathering of prodigies, with fierce competition."

Teacher Wala looked at Feng Hui, full of youthful vigor and high spirits, as if seeing his own younger self.

"Back then, I distinguished myself in the Eastern Domain Tournament, and from there, step by step, I arrived where I am today."

"If you pass through the Eastern Domain Tournament, there are profound and mysterious inheritances and secret techniques awaiting you."

"There are still ninety years until the next Eastern Domain Tournament. Are you willing to participate?"

"Teacher, I am willing to participate."

Feng Hui's eyes lit up with eagerness at these words.

"Do not be careless. After all, you are still very young. Competing on the same stage as those peerless geniuses who have cultivated for thousands of years—at the very least several hundred—puts you at a great disadvantage."

Teacher Wala cautioned him.

"Moreover, the rules of the Eastern Domain Tournament are bloody and brutal. In every tournament, many geniuses lose their lives."

"I will ask you once more: with such danger in this martial contest, are you truly willing to participate?"

"I will participate!" Feng Hui answered firmly again.

"Good. There are still ninety years until the Eastern Domain Tournament begins. During this time, I will devote myself fully to teaching you."

"And I also have selfish motives. If you perform outstandingly in the Eastern Domain Tournament, your teacher will receive very useful rewards as well."

Teacher Wala said this frankly.

Feng Hui heard this but did not find it objectionable.

Many people always feel that being used by others is something hard to accept.

But in truth, being usable means you still have value worth using.

Otherwise, Teacher Wala had no ties of kinship or friendship with him—why would he put such effort into teaching him?

And without the teacher's guidance, he could never have progressed so quickly.

As a Peak Marquis Immortal God, having such a powerful being personally and diligently instruct him—though not formally taking him as a disciple, it was hardly any different—had already reached or even surpassed the teaching resources of the Primordial Secret Realm members of the Virtual Universe Company.

What Feng Hui had to do was to shine in the Eastern Domain Tournament ninety years later, securing better cultivation for himself and helping his teacher obtain rewards.

Mutual benefit, perfectly fair.

From that day on, Feng Hui's Dongdi Clan avatar in the Eastern Emperor Holy Land Universe devoted itself entirely to studying under Teacher Wala, growing rapidly under the teacher's meticulous guidance...