It's Not Me Joining You, It's You Who Must Be Worthy of Me

The next day.

Wind Sword Sect, the sect master's study.

Feng Bailong sat upright behind his desk, with two cups of clear tea set before him.

Feng Yun sat properly, a rare seriousness replacing all his usual playfulness.

"Three years."

Feng Bailong lifted his teacup and took a sip, his gaze gentle as he looked at the youth before him.

"Tell me. What have you experienced over these past three years?"

Feng Yun organized his thoughts, naturally omitting Yun Yun's existence entirely.

"After leaving the Soul Hunting Forest, I traveled to Heaven Dou City to cultivate. I took part in spirit battles at the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena, using battle to sustain battle and temper myself."

"During that time, my master taught me some techniques and swordsmanship."

Concise and truthful, with all the crucial information carefully hidden.

Feng Bailong nodded. As for the mysterious master Feng Yun had mentioned, he had no intention of probing into the details.

As long as his son had grown stronger, the process was unimportant.

"Your current strength far exceeds my expectations."

Feng Bailong's voice carried undisguised gratification.

He set down his teacup and said solemnly, "But you've reached the age where you should enter an academy to study."

"I intend to send you to Godwind Academy."

Feng Yun raised an eyebrow.

An academy?

He could easily defeat even Soul Ancestors at the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena. What could he possibly learn at an academy?

Wasn't it just a group of ten-year-old brats attending class and meditating together?

How was that any different from a max-level veteran going back to play through the beginner tutorial?

He opened his mouth to refuse.

"Yun'er, go."

Yun Yun's voice transmission sounded at just the right moment.

"Your master also wishes to see what the academies of this world are like."

Feng Yun closed his mouth again.

Fine.

His master had spoken.

"Father, your son is willing to go."

Feng Bailong was slightly taken aback.

He had originally prepared a whole set of arguments to persuade his independent-minded son.

He had not expected him to agree so readily.

He laughed heartily.

"Good."

"Then make your preparations. We'll depart in three days."

Feng Yun nodded and lifted his teacup for a sip.

He was already making calculations in his heart.

Godwind Academy... he wondered whether the people there could take a beating.

On the morning they left the Wind Sword Sect, the weather was unbelievably fine.

Feng Bailong personally drove the carriage, taking Feng Yun southward.

Inside the carriage, father and son rarely had a quiet stretch of time alone together.

Taking advantage of the journey, Feng Bailong briefly introduced their destination.

"Godwind Academy is an elemental academy, one of the leading Soul Master Academies in the Heaven Dou Empire. It is known for training attack-type and agility-type soul masters."

"It does fall short compared to Heaven Dou Royal Academy and Martial Soul Hall Academy, but among the second-tier academies, it is definitely among the best."

Leaning against the carriage wall, Feng Yun casually asked, "Then why not send me directly to Heaven Dou Royal Academy?"

Feng Bailong replied evenly, "Your martial soul is wind. Godwind Academy's training system suits you best."

He paused, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly.

"Besides, although your father is the sect master of the Wind Sword Sect, the Wind Sword Sect still doesn't have enough clout to swagger through Heaven Dou City."

Feng Yun: "..."

Alright, his father was certainly straightforward.

Yun Yun's voice transmission sounded by his ear, a hint of curiosity in her tone.

"Godwind Academy... I would like to see what the academies of this world are like."

Feng Yun replied inwardly, "Master, just treat it as coming along with me on a campus sightseeing trip."

Godwind Academy.

It was located halfway up a mountain in the southern part of the Heaven Dou Empire, occupying an enormous area.

Its gates stood tall, with upturned eaves and soaring corners.

The two words "Godwind" on the plaque were vigorous and powerful.

They were said to have been inscribed personally by a deceased Titled Douluo.

Feng Bailong led Feng Yun straight into the dean's office.

The dean was a lean old man in his fifties, named Xu Changfeng. His sharp features carried both shrewdness and a touch of refinement.

The moment he saw Feng Bailong's calling card, he personally came out to receive him.

Although the Wind Sword Sect was not considered a top-tier major sect, it was still a respectable orthodox force within the Heaven Dou Empire.

"Sect Master Feng has come in person. Xu is truly honored."

After exchanging pleasantries, Feng Bailong got straight to the point. "Dean Xu, my son Feng Yun possesses outstanding talent. I hope he can join your Godwind Team directly."

Xu Changfeng's smile stiffened slightly.

He glanced at Feng Yun standing behind Feng Bailong.

He looked about nine.

He was rather handsome and refined, and his gaze was sharp enough.

But... joining the Godwind Team...

"Sect Master Feng, forgive Xu for speaking bluntly."

Xu Changfeng carefully chose his words. "The Godwind Team is this academy's elite team. Its members are all at least twelve years old."

"Your son is only nine. The age gap is too great. I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to fit into the team."

The implication was clear: I'm giving you face because you're a sect master, but don't go too far.

Feng Bailong did not get angry.

"Dean Xu, you worry too much. Just test my son's Soul Power, and you'll understand what's going on."

Xu Changfeng froze for a moment.

Then he nodded.

Testing Soul Power was a routine procedure anyway. There was no harm in doing it.

He took out a standard crystal Soul Power testing orb and placed it on the table.

"Come, child. Put your hand on it."

Feng Yun stepped forward and pressed his right hand against the crystal orb.

Soul Power flowed into it.

The crystal orb lit up!

Light surged from within, climbing circle by circle.

Level ten... level fifteen... level twenty...

Xu Changfeng's casual expression turned serious.

Twenty-two... twenty-four... twenty-six...

His eyes began to widen.

Level twenty-seven!

The light stabilized firmly at the level twenty-seven mark.

Xu Changfeng's teacup fell to the floor with a clang, shattering.

But he paid it no mind.

"Level twenty-seven?"

Even his voice cracked.

"A nine-year-old level twenty-seven Soul Grandmaster?!"

He abruptly rose from his chair, staring fixedly at the reading on the crystal ball, afraid his old eyes had deceived him.

He had not seen wrong.

It was a genuine Rank 27.

Across the entire Heaven Dou Empire... no, across the entire continent, he was an absolute genius as rare as a phoenix feather or qilin horn!

Even Spirit Hall might not be able to casually produce a nine-year-old Rank 27 genius!

"Clan Master Feng!"

Xu Changfeng's attitude made a complete one-hundred-eighty-degree turn, and even his tone grew noticeably warmer.

"Young Master Feng's talent is extraordinary. Joining the Godwind Team won't be a problem at all!"

"I'll personally take him there!"

Feng Bailong's lips curled slightly as he nodded calmly.

He glanced at Feng Yun.

There were no unnecessary words in his gaze, only a father's unwavering trust in his son.

"Train well. Just be yourself here."

Feng Yun nodded seriously. "I know."

Feng Bailong turned and left, his back still straight as a pine.

Watching his father's figure disappear beyond the courtyard gate, Feng Yun took a deep breath.

A new map had been unlocked!

Xu Changfeng personally led Feng Yun through the corridors and into a broad open-air training ground.

The Godwind Team's exclusive training grounds.

Several youths were engaged in their daily sparring practice, most of them between twelve and seventeen or eighteen years old.

Waves of Soul Power rose and fell, while the light of various martial souls flickered across the training grounds.

It looked fairly legitimate.

Yun Yun assessed them for Feng Yun inwardly. "Their average level is around Rank 25. Two or three are a little higher."

Feng Yun's inner assessment was simply: Not bad.

At the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena, they would only have been good enough for a warm-up.