"Perhaps you now believe that as long as your heart is steadfast enough, you can withstand the erosion of time."
"But as our experiences continue to grow, as we hear, see, and encounter more and more people and things, we are influenced by them every moment."
"When that time comes, if you look back at your present self, will you still be able to make the same choice?"
As Wu Yan spoke, Ya Fei became increasingly convinced that her choice had not been wrong.
Compared to that, the promise she had made so rashly seemed almost childish.
Thinking carefully, had she truly been prepared to love only Brother Yan for the rest of her life?
No matter what he became, would she never change her mind?
Perhaps she had not been prepared before.
But now, she was ready!
Just as Ya Fei parted her lips to speak, Wu Yan raised a hand, signaling for her to stay silent.
"I once heard a saying: those who make promises lightly rarely keep their word. People who casually give their word are bound to break it."
"Rather than hearing you say it, I would rather see your actions."
"After I return from Canaan Academy, let us see what choice you make then."
When he returned home, Wu Yan saw his mother watering her flowers.
The clear stream of water seeped everywhere, flowing into the somewhat dry soil. Visible to the naked eye, the soil in the flowerpots gradually became moist.
Seeing this, Wu Yan froze for a moment. The answer to the question that had long baffled him suddenly surfaced on its own.
The reason he could not keep a candle flame burning after freezing and then unsealing it—
Was because when he froze it, the cold air had already entered the flame. That was irreversible.
Theoretically, the instant the flame was frozen, it had already gone out. The cold air had merely frozen the flame, preserving the appearance of it still burning.
That was why the flame went out after being unsealed.
It was not because Wu Yan's control over the cold air was not delicate enough. It could not be helped; the two were fundamentally incompatible.
To freeze a flame, the cold air had to be completely infused into it.
To keep the flame burning, the cold air could not be allowed to enter it.
A more powerful special flame would have been one thing. Their origins were strong enough to sustain their combustion within ice.
But this was merely a candle flame.
It was too fragile. Even a puff of breath could extinguish it, much less cold air sweeping through its entire body.
Having figured this out, Wu Yan used another method to freeze the candle and unseal it while allowing it to continue burning.
He wrapped a layer of ice around the candle, controlling the cold air so that it would not interfere with the flame's combustion.
However, that could no longer really be called freezing. It could only be called Pseudo-Freezing.
But there was no helping it. The current Wu Yan could not achieve the ideal state he wanted, so he could only make do with this.
Unless necessary, when fighting other students at the academy, I should use this Pseudo-Freezing method. If I get serious, once they are eroded by my cold air, I fear no one will survive.
If that happens, there will be a lot of unnecessary trouble...
Wu Yan thought this to himself. Not only at the academy, but in future ordinary sparring matches as well, he could use Pseudo-Freezing to deal with them.
Only against mortal enemies would he use true freezing.
The corrosive nature of his cold air was too terrifying, like flowing water that could seep into anything.
Once a target was frozen, it meant that their vitality had already been completely exhausted.
Over the past two years, Wu Yan had secretly compared his ice-element Dou Qi with that of the others in the clan grounds. He discovered that perhaps because he also possessed water-element Dou Qi, his cold air had a far more terrifying corrosive quality.
Wu Yan's so-called "Pseudo-Freezing" was actually what other ice-element experts considered freezing.
Their freezing techniques found it difficult to invade the bodies of experts at the same realm. They could only use cold air to affect the surface of their opponents' bodies, achieving the purpose of restricting their movements.
After resolving this problem, Wu Yan continued his daily cultivation.
Until half a month later, Canaan Academy's recruitment team entered the Jia Ma Empire.
Wu Yan's registration process went smoothly. If Canaan Academy would not even accept a fifteen-year-old two-star Dou Spirit, then the academy might as well shut down.
After the recruitment team stayed in Mittel City for seven days, Canaan Academy's flying convoy came to pick them up.
The convoy also carried away the students they had recruited in the area.
Wu Yan was among them, leaving the city together with the others.
On the city wall, several figures gazed reluctantly at the silhouettes drifting farther and farther into the sky. In the end, they became tiny black dots before vanishing completely.
Nine months later.
The Inner Academy Selection Tournament in Canaan Academy's Outer Academy came to an end. Since the first day he had arrived at the academy, Wu Yan had been the "strongest" among the Outer Academy students. Now, with the bearing of an absolute powerhouse, he claimed the championship.
The gap between Wu Yan and these ordinary Outer Academy students was so vast that it no longer needed detailed description.
He did not need Dou Skills, nor did he need weapons. With pure physical strength and speed alone, no one could withstand even one move from him.
Not to mention that his cultivation had reached the level of an eight-star Dou Spirit!
In nine months, he had risen from a two-star Dou Spirit to an eight-star Dou Spirit.
And nearly a month of that time had been spent traveling and dealing with all sorts of trivial matters when he had first arrived at the academy.
Fortunately, the Mittel Clan disciples who had come with Wu Yan handled many of those trivial matters for him, allowing him to cultivate without worry.
No one talked about cultivating Wu Yan's ability to live independently. Someone like Wu Yan only needed to cultivate and grow stronger; others would naturally handle everything else for him.
It was not as though one could say, "You are already a Dou Emperor, yet you cannot even wash your own clothes. I am a Dou Practitioner who can wash my own clothes, so I am more outstanding than you, a Dou Emperor!"
This was the Dou Qi Continent, where the strong were revered.
If Wu Yan's personality had not been so cold and detached, it would not merely have been virgin girls offering themselves to his bed.
For nine months—two hundred and seventy days—not a single day would have repeated.
Even if someone became pregnant, no one would demand that Wu Yan take responsibility. Instead, she would happily hurry home, returning as a meritorious contributor to rest and nurture the child...
Ahem.
Wu Yan was indifferent by nature and rarely interacted with others, so such things never happened.
Not to mention the Mittel Clan members surrounding Wu Yan like a protective moat, even the mentor who had struck ancestral gold by recruiting him would never allow such a thing to happen.
This was his achievement. With the qualification of having once been Wu Yan's mentor, he would be able to advance to become a Profound Tier mentor.
Whenever Wu Yan yawned, he would immediately hurry over to show concern.
Now that Wu Yan had defeated everyone else and become the most outstanding student in the Outer Academy, this mentor could not help but hold his head high.