Venti the Wind God! Healing Wind! Strength Ranking Exposed!

Godwind City, back garden.

The wind died down slightly.

Bi Ji huddled in the corner of a stone bench, hands shielding her chest, her emerald eyes filled with terror.

She stared at Venti.

This "Wind God," who had just nonchalantly admitted to shattering stars, was currently looking at her with a beaming smile, holding a half-eaten apple in his hand.

"Try... try what?"

Bi Ji's voice trembled like a leaf in the wind.

She was a ferocious beast of several hundred thousand years; she had seen grand scenes and witnessed the greed of human powerhouses.

But facing an existence that could crush a planet with a flick of his wrist, her cultivation was no different from that of a newborn infant.

"How... how do you want to try?"

Bi Ji bit her lower lip, already calculating in her mind whether she should fight to the death or simply close her eyes and play dead if he really intended to do something untoward or wanted to stew her for meat.

Venti blinked, seemingly seeing through the wild thoughts inside this swan's head.

"Oh my, don't shake so much."

Venti tossed the apple core away; it traced a graceful arc through the air and landed precisely in a trash can in the distance.

He clapped his hands, and cyan light quietly gathered in his palms.

There was no earth-shattering pressure.

There was none of the terrifying void-tearing power seen in the vision from moments ago.

It was a very gentle light.

As the light faded, a translucent, crystal-clear glass orb-like accessory radiating a cyan glow appeared in Venti's palm.

The accessory was set in a golden winged base, with the emblem of the wind carved in the center.

Exquisite and beautiful.

"This is..."

Bi Ji was stunned.

She could not feel any fluctuation of soul power from this object, nor could she sense the aura of divine power.

It was just like an ordinary piece of art.

"Vision."

Venti smiled as he held the "glass orb" and offered it toward Bi Ji.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not going to do anything to you."

"I just think your aura is very gentle, and it shares some qualities with the wind."

"Since you've come here, it's fate. I want to see if the living beings of this world can receive the recognition of the wind."

As he spoke, Venti grabbed Bi Ji's slightly cold little hand and, without room for argument, pressed the Vision into her palm.

"Take it."

Bi Ji's entire body stiffened.

The moment her fingertips touched the Vision.

There was no explosion as she had imagined, nor was there the excruciating pain of having her soul devoured.

Hum--

A crisp, resonant hum rang out.

The previously dim Vision suddenly lit up.

It was a cyan of the purest degree.

Whoosh--

The wind rose in the garden.

But this wind was no longer biting, no longer violent.

It brushed gently against the tips of Bi Ji's hair, picked up the flower petals on the ground, and swirled slowly around her.

Bi Ji widened her eyes in astonishment.

She could feel a power she had never experienced before flowing from the Vision in her palm into every part of her body.

It was not soul power.

It did not require circulation through meridians, nor did it require the release of a martial soul.

As long as she willed it, the surrounding wind elements surged toward her, cheering and leaping like the most obedient children.

"This is..."

Bi Ji raised her other hand and gave a gentle wave.

A cyan current of air surged out of thin air, yet this breeze was unexpectedly imbued with a rich aura of life.

Healing Wind!

"Huh?"

Venti raised an eyebrow, a flicker of surprise crossing his face before it melted into a knowing smile.

"As expected of a soul beast with the life attribute; even the wind has been stained with the scent of healing by you."

"How does it feel?"

Bi Ji stared blankly at the wind swirling in her hands.

She immediately turned her focus inward to examine herself.

Nothing.

Her bloodline remained unchanged; she was still an Emerald Swan.

Her cultivation had not skyrocketed either; it remained at the same age.

Even her martial soul had not undergone any mutation.

This "Vision" had not altered her essence, but rather...

It had given her a key.

A key to directly command the wind elements between heaven and earth!

In this Douluo Continent, soul masters relied on martial souls, and soul beasts relied on their bloodlines.

Yet now, this tiny object had shattered that ironclad rule.

"An external magical organ, is it..."

Venti rubbed his chin, nodding thoughtfully.

"It seems this holds true in this world as well."

Bi Ji gripped the Vision tightly, her heart pounding in her chest.

She looked up, and the fear that had previously filled her gaze toward Venti had dissipated significantly, replaced by a deep sense of reverence and an indescribable gratitude.

If the scene of the star-shattering moment from earlier had filled her with despair.

Then this casual act of granting her the ability to control wind elements felt like a miracle.

This was the true method of a god!

No complex rituals required, no agonizing tempering needed.

A casual gift, and it became a stroke of fortune.

"Many thanks... Your Excellency Wind God."

Bi Ji stood up and bowed respectfully.

This bow was one of genuine, heartfelt submission.

Venti waved his hand, just about to speak.

Rumble—

High above the firmament, the massive Sky Curtain trembled once more.

It interrupted the conversation in the garden.

Both of them cast their gazes toward the sky.

At this moment, the lingering effects of the Divine Artifact Ranking had not yet faded, and discussions regarding Venti's star-shattering feat were still boiling in every corner of the continent.

The golden ranking scroll slowly unfurled.

The original characters for "Divine Artifact Ranking" faded away.

In their place appeared several blood-red characters, radiating a murderous aura—

[Continental Power Ranking]

This was the true main event.

Divine artifacts were, after all, external objects; in this world that worshipped strength, one's own power was the foundation.

Golden light surged.

It did not reveal the names slowly from the bottom up like the Divine Artifact Ranking.

The Sky Curtain seemed to know that the audience had just been thoroughly shaken and needed something stimulating to perk them up.

The first name appeared directly.

[Rank 15]

The image froze instantly.

The name did not appear immediately; instead, a hammer appeared first.

A pitch-black, gargantuan hammer that exuded an incomparably domineering aura.

The hammer was wreathed in killing intent.

Everyone on the Douluo Continent was far too familiar with this hammer.

"That is..."

"The Clear Sky Hammer!"

"The number one tool martial soul under heaven!"

As the shadow of the hammer descended, a name slammed heavily onto the rankings.

[Tang Hao]

[Title: Clear Sky]

[Martial Soul: Clear Sky Hammer]

[Battle Record: Once severely wounded Martial Soul Hall Pope Qian Xunji while just having entered the Title Douluo realm, shocking the world with a single strike.]

[Evaluation: The pinnacle of strength, the embodiment of destruction; though he suffers from hidden injuries, he is still not to be underestimated.]

Whoosh—

The entire continent erupted in an uproar.

Outside Heaven Dou City.

The army, previously listless and shaken to their cores by the sight of Venti shattering the stars, seemed to be injected with a shot of adrenaline the moment they saw that name.

"It's His Excellency Clear Sky!"

"That is Tang San's father!"

"Fifteenth place! Fifteenth in the entire continent!"

"Hahahaha! We haven't lost yet!"

Cheers rose and fell in succession.