After Elder Huo left, Xiao Ling continued to the cauldron and began practicing alchemy.
Whenever his Battle Qi was exhausted, he would sit down and practice Battle Qi.
Sensing his cultivation becoming stronger bit by bit, Xiao Ling showed a satisfied smile.
In this way, alchemy and cultivation alternated.
The setting sun had dyed half the sky red.
Walking out of the refining room, Xiao Ling stretched his body, which made a series of “crack” sounds.
He reached for the Twenty-Four Bridge Moonlit Night at his waist, took out the coke bottle, and drank the entire cup in one go.
Half of the day’s fatigue vanished.
He couldn’t help but sigh in his heart: “I have never felt so refreshed.”
Returning to his room, he took out the ring Elder Huo had given him today.
Soul perception surged in, and he began checking the items one by one.
First, the technique: Ground-level Low-grade “Blazing Fire Burning Sky Decision.”
Then the battle skills: Mysterious-level High-grade movement “Wind Chasing Rapid Steps,” Mysterious-level High-grade skill “Burning Sky Palm,” Mysterious-level High-grade skill “Red Flame Punch,” and Ground-level Low-grade skill “Blazing Fire Meteor.”
There were also some alchemy-related books: “Encyclopedia of Medicinal Properties,” “How to Appraise Pills,” “Pill Cauldron Appraisal Manual,” “Three Years of Fire Control, Five Years of Refining,” “Annotations on Refining Techniques,” “One Hundred Small Tips for Becoming an Alchemist”…
Looking at these techniques and skills, Xiao Ling sighed: “Truly worthy of Jia Nan Academy.
They give a Ground-level technique just because they think I don’t have one.
There’s also a Ground-level technique ‘Nine-Fold Phoenix Fire’ in the library.
This foundation is much stronger than that tiny Jia Ma Empire.”
But looking at those alchemy books, Xiao Ling’s mouth twitched.
He felt like he was back in his previous life’s school days.
He did a simple reorganization, tucked away the other books and techniques, and picked up the “One Hundred Small Tips for Becoming an Alchemist.” Xiao Ling lay halfway on the bed and read it with great interest.
Days passed, and after coming to Jia Nan Academy, Xiao Ling’s life gradually became regular.
Every morning, he went to the refining room in the Alchemy Department to refine medicine and practice Battle Qi, occasionally asking Elder Huo for help with things he didn’t understand.
Regarding his ‘half-student,’ Elder Huo was very attentive.
Every time Xiao Ling came with questions, he would answer patiently and seriously, providing much help.
Having been at the academy for many years, Elder Huo was very experienced in teaching.
He knew geniuses and ordinary people had different levels of acceptance, so his teaching for Xiao Ling leaned more toward making him think and understand. This chapter was copied from novelping(.)com without permission.
Everyone is different; only by walking one’s own alchemy path and having one’s own insights can one become an excellent alchemist.
Xiao Ling did not disappoint him.
His alchemy progress was extremely fast, and his basics and techniques were solid.
His soul power was also improving constantly, already more than double that of his peers.
Although Xiao Ling put much effort and time into alchemy and cultivation, he did not neglect real combat practice.
Even if a person’s power is great, if they cannot use it reasonably, they can only bully the weak.
Real combat experience is indispensable for being invincible in the same realm or fighting above one’s level.
Xiao Ling often sparred and exchanged with other students and sometimes asked mentors and elders for guidance.
At first, because he couldn’t master his battle skills well and lacked experience, he couldn’t display his full strength and would lose to opponents of similar cultivation.
Now, his experience was much richer, and his mastery of skills had improved greatly.
With his excellent physical fitness, super recovery, and soul perception far beyond his peers, he was almost matchless in the same realm and could hold his own against those one realm higher.
This growth speed made Xiao Ling’s reputation in the academy very loud.
Both teachers and students called him “Jia Nan Academy’s First Genius.”
Xiao Ling accepted these praises but did not become arrogant because of them.
He knew what his pursuit was.
To achieve his future goals and get those opportunities, this strength wasn’t enough.
In the Battle Qi Continent, strength is respected, and the biggest fist has the final say.
The academy high-level was also more and more satisfied with Xiao Ling.
His talent and temperament were impeccable, and he was very respectful to elders.
Even Great Elder Su Qian of the Inner Academy smiled when he saw Xiao Ling and would sometimes come to the Outer Academy to guide his cultivation.
Time was like flowing water, passing bit by bit.
Two years passed in a flash.
On a sparring platform in the academy, two students were exchanging blows.
The energy of battle skills spread outward, creating ripples.
They whispered and discussed.
“Junior Xiao Ling is truly extraordinary.
He’s only ten years old and already a Great Battle Master.
Truly the first genius of Jia Nan Academy.”
“This talent is terrifying.
At ten, I hadn’t even condensed a Battle Qi Vortex to become a Battle Practitioner.”
“Junior Xiao Ling is getting more and more handsome.
I want to have monkeys with him…”
Before long, the fight on the platform reached its conclusion.
Xiao Ling deliberately showed a flaw, and taking advantage of the moment, knocked his opponent off the platform with a single punch.
At this scene, cheers broke out from the crowd.
The scene was extremely lively.
Xiao Ling jumped down, landed in front of the young man, helped him up, and used the soul bone skill “Endless wild grass, reborn by the spring breeze” to treat him.
This was a slender, very handsome young man, looking to be seventeen or eighteen.
Seeing that he was fine, Xiao Ling withdrew his hand and spoke: “Brother Lin, I might have been a bit heavy just now.
You aren’t hurt, are you?”
the young man waved his hand and gave a bitter smile, saying: “I’m fine.
That healing skill of yours is quite good; no wonder you recover so fast every time we spar.
I just didn’t expect you to beat me, a 4-Star Great Battle Master, right after you broke through to Great Battle Master.
You truly are a monster.”
Xiao Ling scratched his head and smiled as he replied: “I just took advantage of my recovery speed and soul perception.
Brother Lin, your strength is top-tier among your peers.
Once you reach Battle Spirit and condense Battle Qi wings, I might not be able to get any advantage over you.”
(END CHAPTER)