After folding the letter neatly and sealing the opening with glue, Xis carefully placed it in the mailbox. The post office had a dedicated line, so the letter would reach Aisafu in about seven to eight days.
Having finished, Xis emerged from his room. The ferry was also nearing its dock.
Passing by the dining hall, he saw Mu Yang eating. Xis glanced at the sky, which was growing progressively darker, looking like it might rain soon.
"Mu Yang, after the ferry docks, are you coming back to Da Qingshan with me, or are you planning to travel alone?"
Xis sat down next to Mu Yang and casually ordered some snacks.
"I plan to travel outside for a while first. I want to see more of the world during this free time before returning. The competition gave me a lot to think about, and there are many areas where I can improve."
Mu Yang put down his chopsticks and spoke frankly. Xis, on the other hand, had a look of 'just as I expected' on his face.
He nodded, saying, "Yes, broadening your horizons outside is good. To be honest, your skills are already very good. Compared to us, you just lack experience. Seeing more of the world will benefit you."
Xis paused at this point, then smiled and continued, "You've grown up now. You can handle these things yourself. We can't teach you anything more about your actual cultivation."
Judging by the results of the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament, Mu Yang's performance had exceeded his expectations. His only deficiency was in improving his combat techniques. Perhaps due to insufficient combat experience, Mu Yang's handling of his opponents seemed somewhat disorganized. He could have won more easily but ended up expending a lot of effort. If his strength hadn't surpassed his opponent's, the outcome would have been difficult to predict.
In lower-level contests, the importance of technique was obvious. Even in high-level battles where strength increased significantly, combat techniques still played a crucial role.
Xis and Aisafu couldn't teach him these things; he had to realize them on his own.
All of this required experience.
"Mm," Mu Yang nodded while eating. He actually recognized this himself. In the final match, if his strength hadn't been greater than Arlo's, the final outcome might have been rewritten, and the victor could have been Arlo of the Maple Leaf Style.
History is written by the victors. Even if the victors don't write it themselves, the history that is written serves to affirm the victors. Mu Yang was the champion of this year's tournament, so at the post-competition exchange meeting, all the sects and schools praised this sudden dark horse, holding him up as an example.
However, even under the spotlight, Mu Yang was keenly aware of his own significant shortcomings. At best, he was just pretty good among his peers! If he became complacent from the praise, what achievements could he possibly make?
Self-reflection! Self-reflection!
Polite praise was like a sugar-coated bullet. The correct approach was to swallow the sugar coating and spit out the bullet!
Therefore, after the post-competition exchange meeting concluded, Mu Yang wasn't in a hurry to return to Da Qingshan with Xis. Instead, he decided to go out and train for a period.
Besides, since he was already in the southern region, he had to make time to check on Meixia at the Superpower Academy. Otherwise, if she found out he had come without visiting her, who knew how much she'd complain.
After casually eating some snacks, a torrential rain began outside.
The raindrops fell on the azure sea, creating a misty vapor. The wind and rain also intensified the waves on the sea surface, forcing the ferry to slow down.
An hour later, the drizzling rain gradually stopped. Delayed by the heavy downpour, the ferry finally docked in the afternoon.
"Mu Yang, I'll head back first then. Be careful while you're traveling outside, and come back when you think it's time," Xis cautioned him repeatedly before they parted.
"I know," Mu Yang nodded.
"Take care, then!"
Xis was a straightforward person. After a moment's thought, he realized there wasn't much else for two grown men to say, so he stopped there. Knowing that Mu Yang, with his current strength, wouldn't be in any danger traveling alone, he gave his final advice, waved goodbye, took his luggage, and headed towards the train station.
Watching Xis disappear into the crowd, Mu Yang perked up, then turned and walked in the other direction, quickly vanishing into the throng as well.
The Superpower Academy was located deep within a secluded, ancient forest in the southern region. The exact time of its establishment was unknown, but it had existed for a very long time.
Its mystery, much like the Karin Tower of Karin's Holy Land, was shrouded in various magical legends among the local folk. It was said that admissions were held every few years, with recruitment points set up in nearby cities, but the academy's precise location was never revealed to outsiders.
In the tranquil old forest, birdsong chirped.
Suddenly, a beam of azure light shot straight through the forest, felling trees in its path.
Rumble, a tremendous sound echoed through the sky, the ground shaking. Birds took flight with a flutter, and thick trees, emitting smoke, crashed down. A path was carved through the primeval forest.
Mu Yang had been wandering in this forest for several days, his provisions long gone. When he got hungry, he would hunt wild beasts to fill his stomach, and when he was tired, he would find a large tree, climb onto its trunk, and fall asleep.
After several days, he hadn't even seen a trace of the Superpower Academy.
"It should be around here," Mu Yang muttered, pushing his way through the forest, his feet treading on the green ground, clearing a path.
The surrounding mountains and forests were lush and exceptionally quiet, with no signs of civilization.
Mu Yang frowned slightly, spreading his mental power outwards, but still found nothing out of the ordinary.
"It's quite hard to find," Mu Yang grumbled inwardly, but he wasn't surprised. If the Superpower Academy was truly a place for cultivating superpowers, then with their methods, it wouldn't be easy for him to find it.
"If I can't find it soon, I'll miss the chance to see Meixia this time," Mu Yang sighed, feeling a bit regretful.
However, since he had come all this way, Mu Yang didn't intend to leave empty-handed. Even if he couldn't find the Superpower Academy, he was prepared to train here for a while.
Thinking this, Mu Yang found a pool nearby and then chose a relatively open area. He spread out several sections of Ki Blast from his hands. Rumble, dust flew, and he actually cleared an open space.
He then gathered wood to build a simple, makeshift cabin.
Max dexterity!
"The environment here is quite good. It can serve as a place for temporary recuperation," Mu Yang said, nodding with satisfaction as he looked at the clean and serene surroundings, deciding to stay here for a while.
Next, he cleared the obstacles between the pool and the cabin, then moved stones to build a stove and set up a barbecue rack. The basic living facilities were now complete.
"There, done," Mu Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead, clapped his hands, and then went to find food.
Whoosh, Mu Yang turned into a black shadow and darted into the dense forest. A short while later, he returned carrying a rabbit.
He skinned and gutted it, then placed it on the rack to roast over a low fire. As the blood-red meat slowly turned golden-brown under the heat of the flames, transparent oil dripped down the wooden rack, and the entire forest was immediately filled with a rich, meaty aroma.
After satisfyingly finishing the roasted meat, Mu Yang's stamina was replenished. He then prepared to enter the Acceleration Space for training.
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