Chapter 13

Over the next few days, things were rather ordinary. Qin Yuyan would occasionally come to return books and then borrow one or two more books about sword techniques.

The two of them didn't have much interaction. They were, at best, acquaintances who had met by chance and had now become somewhat familiar, but not quite friends—just able to exchange a few words.

This girl seemed to be deeply fascinated by sword techniques. All her research was focused on them, and even when reading biographies of famous people or ancient legends, she would choose those related to sword techniques.

It was unclear what had captivated her so much.

But Ye Xiao didn't bother to meddle in other people's affairs. He just focused on his own books, diligently searching for the Origin Heart Method.

Through his relentless efforts, a month later, he finally gathered all nine volumes of the Origin Heart Method. The nine pages in the Golden Book that recorded the Origin Heart Method began to emit a faint light.

This meant that as long as he found one or two more Origin Heart Methods, he could fuse and upgrade them into an extremely powerful heart method.

At that time, his endurance would be greatly enhanced.

It would be even better than a power bank, because while a power bank needs to be recharged after it runs out, he could directly absorb spiritual energy from the surrounding space at any time and place.

Moreover, his Origin Sword Technique was also close to being ready for fusion and upgrade.

Although it was always harder to find the last couple of techniques, it was like how after urination, a few more drops always come out.

Ye Xiao had a positive and optimistic attitude. He would enjoy the wait, savoring the joy of eventual success, rather than complaining or becoming anxious.

And on this day, it was the day for the professor from the Kyoto Martial Arts University to come and give a lecture.

It happened to be a Sunday, so there was no need to take leave to go to the Jianghai Martial Arts College, saving the trouble.

...

Today, the Jianghai Martial Arts College was particularly lively.

The campus had been thoroughly cleaned the day before, and banners were hung up.

"Warmly welcome Professor Du Changfeng from the Kyoto Martial Arts University to our college for a lecture."

Before 9 a.m., a large number of students had gathered at the college gates, waiting.

In addition, the college president, Mr. Qin, along with a group of teachers, was waiting at the entrance, occasionally looking down the road.

Ye Xiao didn't want to join the crowd. He just held a cup of fruit drink and watched from a distance, waiting for them to go in.

Soon, as several Maybachs arrived, the crowd began to boil with excitement.

"They're here, they're here." Ye Xiao glanced over and saw a man, slightly younger than Mr. Qin, about fifty years old, dressed in a suit, getting out of the car.

"Old Du, we've finally waited for you."

"Ha ha ha... Old Qin, we meet again."

"Yes, it's been over forty years since we last met. Back then, it was I who sent you to Yanjing!"

The two men embraced, showing great enthusiasm.

Ye Xiao guessed that this Professor Du's cultivation was probably extraordinary. However, he had completely shielded his aura, and without any detection techniques, it was hard to gauge his true strength.

But from his appearance, he was definitely much stronger than Qin Shenglong.

The two old men, after some polite exchanges, walked into the Jianghai Martial Arts College.

The students at the entrance quickly followed. Ye Xiao finished his fruit drink, made a phone call, and followed them in.

"Hey, Old Gu, where are you? The lecture is about to start."

"Um... Old Ye, I have a bit of diarrhea today. You go ahead and listen to the lecture. Tell me about it later."

"Diarrhea?"

Ye Xiao frowned.

Would a Third-Rank Martial Artist get diarrhea?

What could possibly poison a Third-Rank Martial Artist?

"Ai Hai, hurry up, the movie is about to start."

At that moment, a lazy voice came from the phone. Before Ye Xiao could speak, Gu Hai hastily said:

"Old Ye, I have to hang up. My stomach hurts. Ah, I'll hang up now."

Without waiting for a response, he hung up.

Ye Xiao shook his head helplessly.

This guy was really unreliable.

He himself didn't need to attend the lecture; he had only come to play with Gu Hai. Now that Gu Hai wasn't coming, there was nothing for him to do.

"Fine, since I'm here, I might as well take a walk around the campus."

Ye Xiao shook his head and walked toward the now empty entrance.

In the campus, Qin Shenglong and Du Changfeng were walking ahead, reminiscing about the past. Behind them, hundreds of teachers and thousands of students followed silently.

Everyone's eyes were filled with admiration, envy, and a touch of pride.

Because Du Changfeng was not only a renowned expert and professor in the Nine Provinces but also a prominent figure who had graduated from the Jiangcheng Martial Arts University.

The two men came to the center of the Jianghai Martial Arts College and stopped to look at a large stone in the middle.

The stone was inscribed with some characters, which looked like a cultivation technique.

On top of the stone stood a statue that looked exactly like Du Changfeng, only younger.

"I didn't expect you to still keep this stone."

Du Changfeng's eyes showed a hint of nostalgia, while Qin Shenglong smiled and said:

"Back then, if you hadn't contributed the Du family's secret internal cultivation technique and sword technique, the Jiangcheng Martial Arts College would have declined.

You saved the Jianghai Martial Arts College.

So, as soon as I became president, I had a statue of you made and the Du family's techniques and sword techniques inscribed on this stone, so that every student at the Jianghai Martial Arts College could know and be grateful for your great kindness."

Du Changfeng's eyes also showed a hint of nostalgia.

"During the Star Beast attack that year, our excellent teachers at the Jiangcheng Martial Arts College went to the front lines, and many died or were injured. The decline of the Jiangcheng Martial Arts College was due to them. Compared to them, my contribution of the family's techniques and sword techniques was nothing."

"Don't say that. They were indeed great, but you defied the family's ancestral rules and contributed yourself, which is no less commendable."

Du Changfeng sighed.

"I feel ashamed to hear that. It was just a cultivation technique and a sword technique. However, during my years in Kyoto, I have learned many cultivation techniques. Today, I will leave thirteen Extraordinary-level techniques for the Jianghai College, to contribute more to my alma mater!"

Qin Shenglong's eyes lit up.

"Great! I've been waiting for these words. The classroom is ready. I won't be polite, let's go!"

Du Changfeng smiled helplessly.

"You're still as impatient as ever. Fine, I'll go give the lecture now."

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, they entered the college's main lecture hall.

After the crowd left, Ye Xiao came to the statue and the stone.

At that moment, the Golden Book's divine soul inside him suddenly trembled.