Six patterns formed a wheel

It was not yet dark when they returned to the academy.

Yuan Yu had not even changed out of his team uniform before Liu Erlong chased him into the Training Ground behind the mountain. Tang San, Flender, and Zhao Wuji followed. Ma Hongjun had only wanted to watch the fun, but he was roped in as a sparring partner too.

The Sun Wheel Blade hovered in the center of the Training Ground.

Its exterior still looked familiar. The blade was long and slender, its guard simple. The six patterns of water, flame, lightning, wind, rock, and mist had all sunk inside, leaving only the three faint patterns of sun, moon, and space on the surface.

The change lay behind the blade.

The Nine-Slot Round Wheel had become somewhat more solid. Its six illuminated slots now joined into a complete inner ring, light flowing slowly through them. With each revolution, the six elements traded positions.

Tang San reached toward the wheel without touching it. The six glowing slots looked like separate patterns, but Soul Power flowed through the same center when circulating through them. Water and fire were farthest apart, lightning and wind closest together. The rock pattern supported them from below, while the Rosy Cloud Pattern covered the outside of the other five.

This structure was already far removed from an ordinary blade-type Martial Soul.

Flender circled the Sun Wheel Blade twice. "How much could we sell it for?"

Liu Erlong kicked him in the shin. "Ask that again, and I'll hang you at the academy gates and sell tickets."

"I'm assessing the Martial Soul's value."

"Shut up."

Ignoring them, Tang San brought out his Blue Silver Grass and wrapped it around the hilt. "Let's test Scattered Form and reassembly first."

Yuan Yu raised his right hand.

Six Elemental Light