Lin Xi was already no longer that youngster who had just left Deerwood Town in a carriage, completely oblivious to cultivation.

He was Green Luan Academy’s true heaven’s choice. Through his own choices and hard work, he already comprehended what true cultivation was, already standing in front of the Soul Master gateway for quite some time.

He loved chatting with others, loved listening to stories, loved reading many books, so he already knew that in this world, apart from Windstalkers who could leave their soul force on the runes of arrows for a long time, the Braveslayers who had a unique perception of the world’s vital energy, able to control flying swords across further distances than normal Sacred Experts, in the southernmost Great Mang Dynasty, a Shentu Clan within Purgatory Mountain could use soul force to turn special worldly vital energy into terrifying flames. In Central Continent Imperial City, there was a Grand Secretary surnamed Zhou who could turn heaven and earth vital energy into ice and snow.

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When the sun set, Lin Xi and Chi Xiaoye’s difficult trek finally reached an end. At the place where the distant flower bed and sky met, there was a streak...