Wind-Thunder Wings, I'll Take the Students Too

Han Yu's figure vanished for an instant, leaving not a trace of his presence behind.

Chen Xin was shocked. He pushed his spiritual power to its limit, anxiously searching for Han Yu's silhouette, yet he could not find even a single trace, as if the boy had simply ceased to exist in this world.

Fortunately, in the next instant, Han Yu flew out from a golden rift dozens of meters away from where he had disappeared.

A moment later, a flash of golden light crossed the air, and Han Yu appeared before Chen Xin. His wings fluttered slightly, his face beaming with joy.

"Han Yu, what kind of luck do you have? To obtain an external spirit bone just by absorbing a random spirit ring!" Chen Xin stepped forward, visibly moved, and placed his hands on Han Yu's shoulders, his tone filled with delight.

His mouth parted slightly, but he quickly closed it, his expression softening into a gratified smile.

"Give it a name. It will accompany you for the rest of your life and become your most powerful tool," Chen Xin said with a smile.

Han Yu smiled faintly and spoke the name he had already decided upon: "I call them the Wind-Thunder Wings. The left is wind, the right is thunder; they move according to my will."

"Wind-Thunder Wings? A fine name." Chen Xin raised an eyebrow. "Is its effect teleportation?"

Han Yu nodded, then shook his head. "The spirit bone skill of the Wind-Thunder Wings is Thunder Escape. It allows me to transform into lightning elements to traverse space and arrive in an instant."

As he finished speaking, the wings behind him gave a violent flap.

Hum—

A streak of golden lightning flashed before him, and a rift tore open in the void, its edges crackling with golden arcs of electricity. He dove straight into it.

A hundred meters away stood a giant tree several meters wide.

Within a few breaths, several golden afterimages flickered in the air, and Han Yu appeared instantly beside the giant tree, slashing his sword across it.

His figure vanished from the spot once more, and after a few more hums, he stood exactly where he had been before.

At the same time, the giant tree slid slowly along the slash mark before crashing heavily to the ground with a thunderous boom.

"Such incredible speed; it already rivals that of an agility-type Spirit Emperor. Very good." Chen Xin nodded in satisfaction, his voice brimming with praise.

Han Yu smiled slightly as the wings on his back retracted into his body, leaving only two small holes that revealed his fair, smooth skin.

"Without you, Teacher, I fear I would have missed this great opportunity."

Hearing this, Chen Xin shook his head gently. "This is all your own fortune. Sometimes, luck is a part of one's strength. Perhaps this spirit bone was born specifically for you. By the way, how is your third spirit skill?"

Han Yu explained, "After absorbing the third spirit ring, my spirit power broke through to level thirty-four. My third spirit skill is an area-of-effect attack and control ability. I call it Thunder Prison. Once released, it forms a specific zone. Within this area, countless bolts of lightning fall from the sky to strike all enemies. Any enemy caught inside will be paralyzed, and their speed will be slowed by thirty percent. When I fight within the zone, I can absorb the lightning to continuously heal my wounds, sustaining the fight through the fight itself."

Chen Xin listened and nodded. "It pairs perfectly with your Wind-Thunder Wings."

After cleaning up the traces of their battle, the two chatted as they departed.

On the outskirts of the Sunset Forest.

Dugu Bo waited there with Qin Ming.

The two were chatting about Dugu Yan.

"Your Excellency, it is fine that you called Dugu Yan away, but..." Qin Ming said hesitantly.

Dugu Bo glanced at him and retorted irritably, "If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you acting like a woman?"

"Have you considered the thoughts of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect?"

Dugu Bo's eyes narrowed at the mention. He took a deep breath, snorted coldly, and said, "What? Since when does Dugu Bo need to report his actions to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect? Hmph, it was just two children playing around; surely they don't take it seriously."

He looked thoroughly annoyed. Recalling the arrogant and overbearing attitude of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's master, Yu Tianheng, he flared his nostrils slightly.

Dugu Bo shook his head to clear his thoughts and shifted to follow Han Yu's instructions. "I say, you should just join our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Didn't you see how highly Chen Xin thinks of you? He even sympathizes with your situation. What other faction would care about a mere Spirit King like you?"

The task Han Yu had given him was to poach this young genius, Qin Ming, for the sect.

Dugu Bo was more than happy to do so. Firstly, Qin Ming was truly a man of integrity; he treated his students without regard for their background and was utterly devoted to his duties—he had even risked his life alone in the Sunset Forest to find his granddaughter.

Secondly, there was Qin Ming's talent. To reach level fifty-nine by the age of thirty in such a dilapidated academy—if he were provided with proper cultivation environments and maximized resources, how fast would his growth be?

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was currently in desperate need of mid-level combat power. Top-tier Title Douluo could not be produced in the short term, so they had to pick out promising seeds, foster their loyalty to the sect, and have them serve the sect in the future.

"I... I have already joined the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy. I cannot betray my students," Qin Ming said, his lips pressed together. He remained silent for a long time before speaking in a low, firm voice.

"Well said. A teacher for a day is a father for life," Chen Xin said with a smile.

Han Yu and Chen Xin walked out.

As a swordsman, Chen Xin placed great importance on respecting one's teacher and the path of righteousness. He held himself to that same standard and had poured his heart and soul into training Han Yu.

He found Qin Ming more and more agreeable, and he genuinely wanted to persuade the man to join their sect.

Given Qin Ming's talent, it was not impossible for him to become a Titled Douluo in a few decades; by then, Han Yu would have gained another capable assistant by his side.

"Your Excellency Chen Xin, I am sorry." Qin Ming lowered his voice and hung his head.

Han Yu's voice rang out suddenly, his tone full of ease: "What is so difficult about that? Why not just take all your students with you? The Sect Master is the Crown Prince's mentor, so taking a few ordinary students shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Chen Xin and Dugu Bo were amused by this method, though it was indeed feasible.

To deal with someone of this character, one had to use extraordinary means.

"Ah? This... how could that be? Would the academy agree?" Qin Ming asked, looking completely bewildered.

He could see the attitude the two Titled Douluos held toward Han Yu, and he knew Han Yu's status was definitely no small matter. His heart began to lean toward the method Han Yu proposed, and a glimmer of anticipation appeared in his eyes. If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was truly willing to step in for his students of humble origins, then what harm was there in going to see this sect for himself?

Han Yu flashed a confident smile, flicking the golden Holy Son Token in his hand as he said, "I forgot to tell you, I am the Holy Son of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. When the Sect Master is away, I am the one in charge."

"Holy Son!" Qin Ming's mouth hung open, and he hurriedly bowed in respect.

He never expected that one day, a power would go to such great lengths to invite him.

But didn't Dean Flender say his talent was only average? Why were these seniors fighting over him?

Qin Ming kept his head low, his mind racing with a thousand thoughts. The teachings he had heard at Shrek Academy echoed in his ears, and a sense of regret began to grow in his heart.