I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1646 - 88: The Wrath of the Feather God

Chapter 1646: Chapter 88: The Wrath of the Feather God

As the main leader of Xiehe’s strongest intelligence system, there are not many things that can be called secrets, yet the mysterious emergence of the Dean of Unparalleled Academy still made An Yuanxi somewhat perplexed about their origins.

Up until now, there hasn’t been a single detailed dossier on the person; one can only speculate that it might be a master from Yiren Pavilion in Ying City, Yuanzhou.

It is just that a few years ago, due to the incident with Xu Xiao, the relationship between Dutian Heavenly King and the Xu Clan of Yuanzhou had become somewhat strained, and the spies from Wind Media were simply unable to obtain such secretive information from the local intelligence organizations in Yuanzhou.

Therefore, the origins of the Dean of Unparalleled Academy can only be vaguely conjectured without any solid evidence.

The midday, normally bright main hall seemed to be engulfed by shadows, and the hastily lit lamps couldn’t illuminate the gloomy eyes of An Yuanxi.

The four Garrison Commanders lined up beneath the dais, their gazes scanning the floor in front of their feet, colliding with each other, yet none dared to lift their heads first.

"Snap!"

The letters and jade slips were swept off the table by a forceful swipe, some crashing to the floor, others striking the Garrison Commanders’ cheeks and chests directly.

"A full two months, no trace of origins found, all just grasping at straws – is this the elite of the Wind Department!?" An Yuanxi slammed his hands on the table, looking down like a hawk upon the four Garrison Commanders of the Wind Department who dared not lift their heads, and said coldly.

Longzhou is a land that must be fought over before the changing circumstances, and it is also a place heavily plotted by both Wang Chang and An Yuanxi.

They had wanted to use the martial spirit of Longzhou to gain momentum, but someone had taken the initiative one step ahead; they had wanted to investigate the origins before taking action, but did not expect that within a mere month or so, the Five-turn Dragon Gate would emerge from nowhere. With the endorsement of Real Miaowei of Xuanji Sect, the previously scoffed-at small academy had already attracted attention from all directions.

Now in Xiehe, there might still be cultivators unaware of Unparalleled Academy, but the legend of the Five-turn Dragon Gate can no longer be suppressed.

If a map representing the focus of the world were to be drawn now, one would see countless loosely affiliated cultivators, heirs of noble families, and even disciples of sects rushing towards Lingjiang.

Not for anything else, but just to pass through a Dragon Gate to verify their own cultivation.

There were also the intelligent ones who bypassed Red Cloud Mountain and went directly to Xuanji Sect, asking to reserve a new Dragon Gate.

But the Daoists of Dayuan Peak replied that the treasure had not yet completed testing and was not ready for official use; only reservations were being accepted.

In other words, the Five-turn Dragon Gate on Red Cloud Mountain is currently Xiehe’s unique asset, and during this process, Unparalleled Academy will accumulate boundless prestige.

If even one percent of this prestige can be converted into power, Unparalleled Academy could leap into an unimaginably gigantic entity.

An Yuanxi wasn’t upset about the slow intelligence gathering by the Garrison Commanders of the Wind Department, but he was furious that Tang Luo, who had been locked up, could enter the game in such a manner, and that he had missed the best time to squash it.

He was angered that Longxi’s Pride, although caught in a dire situation and imprisoned, was not blinded by hatred. Instead, he stepped ahead of everyone else in such a way.

In contrast, they, the sect’s Dao Children and sanctified geniuses, seemed to be a bunch of slow-witted, conservative fools!

"We can’t let the Unparalleled Academy monopolize the glory! Send a message to Young Master Tong, inform him to advance the action."

An Yuanxi was by no means indecisive. Knowing that it is extremely difficult to stop Unparalleled Academy from spreading its wings, he could only think of other strategies: "Additionally, find a few warriors unaffiliated with the Wind Department and of low-profile, to go to Unparalleled City and destroy the Dragon Gate!"

The four Garrison Commanders felt a chill in their hearts, yet none dared to take the order right away.

"You’re worried about Real Miaowei of Dayuan Peak, I know," An Yuanxi slowly sat down and said calmly to the four men: "But with the Dragon Gate operating daily, even a grandmaster like Miaowei has only the strength of one; there’ll always be times when she can’t manage. Go to the black market in Da Lin and post a bounty, let the daredevils from the Bounty Guild give it a try, why not!"

If the Ancient Blood Tower had still been around, they wouldn’t even consider a second candidate for such a task, but now that it’s gone, the remaining assassination organizations mostly handle only small-scale vendettas suitable for noble families.

The only one that could catch the eyes of the Feather God would probably be the Bounty Guild stirred up by Ye Qingcang.

Officially, this guild only carries out work for justice, but secretly it’s no different from an assassin organization. In the black market of Da Lin City, tasks of murder, infiltration, and theft are countless; as long as the price is right, who cares about fairness and justice.

...

Red Cloud Mountain, Unparalleled Academy

Since the Five-turn Dragon Gate was set up in front of the gate on the first day of August, four or five days have already passed.

The enthusiasm of the crowd has not subsided, and the taverns and inns of Unparalleled City are already overwhelmed.

Since the third day, visitors to Unparalleled City exceeded three million, filling the main peak completely, leaving no idle place anywhere in the city.

And with the crowd grows conflict, over room bookings, over food and drinks, over earning queues.

The warriors of Marshal Star Pavilion have come out in force but still fail to maintain a city packed with millions.

The city hall staff is operating at overcapacity, yet daily there remains a backlog of public affairs.

Originally, Du Ting didn’t understand why Tang Luo wasn’t concerned about the three clans’ cherry-picking incident, but now he gets it.

With the scale of Unparalleled City, even at full strength, it is impossible to handle the attention of the whole world.

The three great families came with voracious appetites, but how much could they really take away? On the first day, two hundred students were taken.

On the second day, three hundred and forty new students arrived, and only about a hundred were chosen.

On the third day, out of over four hundred new students, only thirty or forty left.

The Dragon Gate was still in operation, and the number of applicants continued to increase, but the classrooms and dormitories of the Unparalleled Academy had already been filled.

Even if the master craftsman Ou Yu and his apprentices worked day and night to carve out caves on the rock walls, they couldn’t keep up with the enthusiastic applicants.

Every day, Du Ting, who was in charge of registration, was overwhelmed and frazzled dealing with the students’ urging, with no time to trouble the three major affluent clans.

Because Unparalleled City was about to burst at the seams with the fervor of cultivators from all over the world...

On the contrary, inside the academy, there was a quiet and harmonious scene. Although the dormitories were tight, those who had successfully enrolled were resolute cultivators, who knew that Soul Casting was of the utmost importance. Whether living in makeshift huts, caves, or just under the canopy of the sky—since it was not permanent residency—they didn’t fuss too much.

And Tang Luo’s job was even more relaxed, just as he had previously discussed with Yun Xiu.

If it were Foundation Building for the masses, teaching one class would be exhausting, but for teaching the breakthrough methods of the Fierce Realm, he could handle hundreds or thousands without an issue.

In the ’heaven-grade’ tiered classroom, one class could accommodate as many as eight hundred students. According to the three different paths of Soul Casting, the existing academy was divided into three large classes.

Then he would give a unified lecture, explaining the steps and techniques of Soul Casting, the pros and cons of soul techniques, and the development of martial arts.

For Tang Luo, teaching was also a process of self-organization and accumulation, constantly self-affirming during the explanations.

Students in the unity of spirit and intent stage naturally benefited greatly from such martial arts theories that graduated from the superficial to the profound, but how could a martial arts grandmaster who had completed his martial arts structure not improve as well?

Talented disciples had already begun attempting to mobilize their souls, while those with more ordinary aptitude had also started to question their True Heart.

As for Tang Luo himself, he began to reconsider the uniqueness of his own soul.

To break through from the mortal realm, one must mobilize the Three Souls and Seven Spirits within the body to condense into a soul, ultimately achieving a leap in life’s hierarchy.

And for a grandmaster to break through, it is the process of merging the body into the soul. Some scriptures suggest grinding the body, which has become Spirit Qualified, into the soul.

Other scriptures state that in the Fierce Realm, the intent commands the soul, while a king commands the soul with intent.

There are also those who say that grandmasters rely on their cultivation base as their lifeblood, while kings rely on their soul as their lifeblood.

From obtaining the treasures of the Han Family’s Minor Spiritual Realm to now, Tang Luo had already perused no less than twenty scriptures about grandmasters breaking through, and broadly speaking, these methods had one thing in common—they were utterly incomprehensible.

Some at least had some general directions, while others were just ambiguous records of the results.

Enlightenment, enlightenment, enlightenment—all had to be realized by oneself, so what was the point of reading? The painstaking effort to find these scriptures was to see some of the experiences summarized by predecessors.

But these predecessors who had completed their breakthroughs seemed to fear that others wouldn’t know how difficult their breakthroughs were, explaining the process in an incredibly mystifying way, barely stopping short of painting their smug faces.

A few who tried to explain the methods of breaking through directly were rendered unhelpful due to their cultivation methods or special soul characteristics.

At least Tang Luo hadn’t seen a soul similar to his among all these martial arts scriptures.

And upon careful analysis of his own soul, he found that there were several Soul Casting methods that he could not use.

For example, the method of grinding the spiritual body into the soul—he definitely couldn’t use that. Not to mention how to crush the soul casted out of the Void, just the Power of Returning Ruins contained within the black orb of the soul, integrating that would be no different from suicide.

Furthermore, the common method of using intent to command the soul was not very suitable, so these days, Tang Luo, apart from teaching, was considering his own method of breaking through.

From the current situation, it seemed that aside from concocting a new method himself, there was no way forward on the path laid down by predecessors.

The Void Grandmaster once again brought out his little book filled with characters, turned to a brand-new page, and hunched over to write: minghunronghe—wangdaopojing

"Sigh..."

In days past, just by writing down a title he could delve endlessly into differentiation. Late at night, as Tang Luo, buried in his work, thought of something and suddenly stopped writing. Resting his hands on his chin, he looked up at the stars in the sky.

"Why hasn’t she come back yet... Could something have happened?"

"No, no, Yun elder, with the Immortal Cloud Whisk Soul, even Titled-class Experts would have difficulty harming her."

"Sigh... I miss her so much."

Tang Luo smacked his lips, looking at the desk that should have been cradling a bowl of hot soup, now empty, and he sighed lightly.

It turned out that missing someone wasn’t a constant memory, but rather an overwhelming moment that struck unexpectedly.

...

In Da Lin City’s Black Market Dark Alleys

Suddenly appearing bounties for dark deeds, like stones thrown onto a calm lake surface, stirred all the hidden fish and dragons from the lake bed, causing a commotion.

Divine Pills, Dao Bones, earth-grade treasure armors, secret techniques, and cultivation methods.

For most desperados, these bounties were their hopes to climb the social ladder or even to exact great revenge.

But to face a true person from Xuanji Sect, the difficulty and challenge were no different from seeking death.

Even the ruthless types who would wager their heads on their belt hesitated repeatedly.

After all, it’s worth taking a risk to gamble on life, but if it’s just to lose one’s life, then there’s no point.