Chapter 65

As Su Muyu watched the people from the Knight Alliance leave, she then said, "Qin Wentian, although the academy values you, your own strength is still weak. In the future, try to avoid the people from the Knight Alliance. The academy cannot intervene and protect you in the conflicts and frictions between you."

"Understood." Qin Wentian nodded, his gaze following the retreating figures. A faint smile curved the corner of the young man's lips, revealing a cold and sharp edge.

He was indeed weak now, but unless they prevented him from rising forever, he would crush them to death, just as he did with Murong Feng.

After all, the barefoot are not afraid of those with shoes. These people would try to deal with him no matter what, and he had no reservations.

All he needed to do now was one thing: become stronger.

Only by becoming strong could he avoid being looked down upon with arrogance.

Only by becoming strong could he stop being timid and hesitant.

"Senior Sister Muyu." At this moment, Fan Le walked up to Su Muyu, his face beaming with a sunny smile.

"What's up?" Su Muyu smiled.

"Last time, I gained a lot from Senior Sister Muyu's lecture. I have many doubts in my cultivation due to my low strength. Can I come to you for guidance in the future?" Fan Le's serious expression made Qin Wentian, standing beside him, somewhat dumbfounded.

"Sure, if you have any questions, you can come to me." Su Muyu smiled gently. She saw Qin Wentian and Fan Le like younger brothers, never imagining Fan Le's lecherous thoughts.

"Thank you, Senior Sister." The fat man's heart was filled with joy, but his smile remained sunny.

"Take good care of yourselves. I'll be going now." Su Muyu smiled at the two and then left. Qin Wentian, seeing the fat man still staring at Su Muyu's back, couldn't help but tap his head. "Fatso, have you had enough?"

"Not yet." The fat man grinned, his eyes twinkling as he looked at Qin Wentian. "Senior Sister Muyu is like a goddess, gentle and kind. I like her."

"Others treat you like a little kid." Qin Wentian glanced at him with disdain and then walked away.

"Are you that big yourself?" Fan Le rolled his eyes, then thought of what Su Muyu had agreed to and smiled lecherously, humming a tune as he walked back to his residence.

Qin Wentian returned to his residence and began practicing the Nine Heavens Kunpeng Art. From the Wheel Pulse Scroll, Qin Wentian could already see that this art was far more terrifying than the Thousand Hands Seal. Just the difficulty of cultivating the Wheel Pulse Scroll was already formidable, and the Essence Palace Scroll, which would be obtained at the sixth level, would undoubtedly be the pinnacle of Earth-level arts, with an unknown level of difficulty.

Of course, Qin Wentian didn't need to worry about the Essence Palace Scroll for now; he just needed to focus on cultivating the Wheel Pulse Scroll.

The Nine Heavens Kunpeng Art Wheel Pulse Scroll is divided into four levels: Entry, Profound, Perfect, and Divine Movement.

Entry is easy and doesn't require external conditions. Diligently practicing the Nine Movements of the Kunpeng in the Wheel Pulse Scroll can lead to entry.

At the Profound level, besides comprehension, one must also consume the spirits of avian beasts and extract their essences, which are then refined using the methods in the Nine Heavens Kunpeng Art.

At the Perfect and Divine Movement levels, a large amount of avian beast spirits must be absorbed, especially at the Divine Movement level. Reaching this level means successfully forming the Kunpeng Mark, allowing one to leap ten zhang and spread wings like a great Peng, enabling flight once the Essence Palace is reached.

In the days that followed, Qin Wentian immersed himself in the cultivation of the Nine Heavens Kunpeng Art. Cultivating this art was much more difficult than the Dragon Subduing Fist.

Of course, he didn't forget to cultivate; for him, advancing in cultivation was very urgent.

Occasionally, Qin Wentian would also attend lectures given by the academy's elders.

Unconsciously, the ancient trees in Tianmeng Forest lost their usual greenness, and the scorching sun shone down. The cool spring breeze was gone, and the heat of summer enveloped the Imperial Star Academy.

The freshmen had gradually adapted to the life of the academy. Full of vitality, they were filled with endless hope and imagination for the future. Many began forming teams to venture into the Dark Forest for true trials of death. The trials in Dream City had made them gradually accustomed to death, making it seem less terrifying.

However, when they truly entered the Dark Forest and saw their companions die before their eyes or narrowly escaped death, they realized that their hearts were far from as strong as they imagined. This was real death, not the simulated death in Dream City.

Though they were disciples of the Imperial Star Academy, in this world of the strong preying on the weak, their deaths during external training were a common occurrence.

But it was precisely this kind of training that continuously honed their character.

In front of the dormitory, Qin Wentian leaned against an ancient tree, his gaze lazily looking into the distance.

It had been more than four months since he arrived in the capital, and there was no news of Qin Hao and Qin Chuan. Although Qin Wentian never showed it, the anxiety in his heart was known only to himself.

He even hesitated to inquire about the current state of the army led by Qin He, fearing he couldn't accept the outcome.

He had spent over a decade in the Qin Family Manor, which was his home. But since the Ye Family led the cavalry into Tianyong City, the Qin Family Manor was shattered, and Qin Hao and Qin Chuan were imprisoned somewhere. Qin He and Qin Ye were fighting a bloody battle, while Qin Yao and Qin Zhi had gone far away to cultivate, not daring to return home.

Only he, relying on his talent, found a place to live in the Imperial Star Academy, but he was well aware of the constant dangers.

"Ye Family." Qin Wentian raised his head, the sunlight piercing through the gaps in the ancient tree and shining on his face. But the fleeting look in his eyes was cold and sharp, like a blade.

Just as the Ye Family and Ou Chen would not let him go, he would not let the Ye Family and Ou Chen go either.

"I wonder how Sister Qin Yao is doing in Xueyun Kingdom. I hope she becomes strong quickly." Qin Wentian seemed to see that beautiful and gentle face.

"Qin Wentian." At this moment, a voice interrupted Qin Wentian's thoughts. He turned his gaze and saw a boy of about the same age walking over, Zhao Yi, a freshman who lived nearby.

"Zhao Yi, what's up?" Qin Wentian smiled at him.

"Many people have been going to the Dark Forest for trials recently. You are the strongest among the freshmen. Don't you have any plans?" Zhao Yi approached Qin Wentian and said, though Qin Wentian's talent was very strong, he was easy to get along with, and the people around him all had good relationships with him.

"The Dark Forest, huh." A smile flashed across Qin Wentian's face, and he stood up, stretching his limbs. "I'm planning to go."

The Nine Heavens Kunpeng Art Wheel Pulse Scroll had already reached the Entry level, but to reach the Profound level, he needed to hunt avian beasts.

"I also want to train. How about we go together?" Zhao Yi was delighted to hear that Qin Wentian also wanted to go. His strength had recently broken through to the second level of the Wheel Pulse, but he was only at the initial stage. Though he was good among the freshmen, he was still some distance from Qin Wentian. Going with Qin Wentian would be safer.

"Sure, but you need to be ready at all times. I'll call you when I'm ready to go." Qin Wentian smiled, and Zhao Yi happily agreed.

That night, Qin Wentian and Fan Le woke him up, and they left the Imperial Star Academy with a snow dog, much to Zhao Yi's frustration. However, he guessed that Qin Wentian was probably afraid of being watched by the Knight Alliance.

By the time Qin Wentian and his group reached the Dark Forest, it was already the next day. There were still many people active in the outer regions of the Dark Forest, which was the best place for training for students from various academies and children of powerful families. Of course, it was also a paradise and a hell for adventurers.

"The outer regions are filled with low-level beasts. Let's go deeper," Qin Wentian said. Cultivating the Nine Heavens Kunpeng Art, beasts below level four were almost useless to him. Hunting level four beasts and stronger ones was more challenging, especially avian beasts, making it difficult to cultivate the Nine Heavens Kunpeng Art.

The three people and one beast began sprinting through the Dark Forest, seemingly very excited.

"Stop." Suddenly, the fat man Fan Le shouted, and the three immediately stopped, standing still. Due to his Star Soul, Fan Le's senses were the sharpest.

"Our luck is good; it's a level four avian beast. But our luck is also bad; this level four beast is a Purple Thunder Eagle, a Star Beast, and it has its eyes on us." The fat man's face fell, and Zhao Yi's expression stiffened.

Star Beasts are equivalent to human Martial Destiny Cultivators, and the purest form of Martial Destiny Cultivators. They grow by absorbing the power of the stars in the sky, without needing to condense a Star Soul. They can directly absorb the star power they need.

This is the formidable talent of Star Beasts. All Star Beasts can grow, and as they grow, their senses become stronger, allowing them to absorb the power of multiple stars.

For example, the Purple Thunder Eagle, in its youth, absorbs a bit of star power by bathing in starlight. As it grows, it can sense nearby stars containing lightning power and absorb their power. As it continues to grow, it can sense higher-level lightning stars, reaching the second and third heavens to absorb the power of lightning stars.

This is the terrifying aspect of Star Beasts. The more monstrous the Star Beast, the stronger this talent.

So, Star Beasts are like the purest form of Martial Destiny Cultivators. Now, they had encountered a level four Purple Thunder Eagle, and Zhao Yi was naturally frustrated.