Qingzhou Academy had the largest library in the City of Qingzhou. It contained tens of thousands of books.
After the written exam, Ye Futian went back to cultivate for a while. In the afternoon, he went to the library alone.
Ye Futian could only enter the first floor of the library. It contained the most basic martial arts techniques, battle techniques, and simple spells. It was suitable for outer sect disciples in the Awakening Plane.
Only formal disciples or outer sect disciples who scored A in the Fall Quarter Examinations were allowed to enter the second floor. Feng Qingxue's goal for this year's Fall Quarter Examinations was to enter the second floor. That way, she would be able to learn the powerful spells that she dreamed of. It was every sorcerer's dream.
Of course, Ye Futian did not come here to enter the second floor. He had already started cultivating. However, other than the Freedom Meditation, he had not learned any martial arts techniques or spells. Tomorrow's Fall Quarter Examinations might involve some battles. It would be embarrassing if he only used the simplest of moves. After all, he was first in the written exam. Who knew how many people were waiting for him to make a fool of himself?
Inside the library, the martial arts section was clearly separated from the sorcerer section. Ye Futian walked towards the martial arts section.
The Invincible Plane, the sixth plane of Awakening, was a watershed. Before this plane, martial arts cultivation was almost the same. The only difference was whether one used Spiritual Qi from heaven and earth or elemental Spiritual Qi to break through the plane. After the Invincible Plane, there were differences.
Martial arts cultivators cultivated martial arts techniques to form the conception of martial arts and break through to the Mystery plane. Sorcerers, on the other hand, had to rely on their spiritual perception to communicate with the elemental Spiritual Qi from heaven and earth. Not only did they have to gather and absorb Qi, but they also had to resonate with it to break through.
Therefore, the requirement to become an official disciple of Qingzhou Academy was to reach the seventh plane of Awakening, the Mystery Plane, before the age of 18. To be able to reach this plane meant that one had already shown their potential. Because they already had a direction for cultivation, they could decide whether to enter the School of Martial Arts or the School of Sorcery. After all, there were some geniuses who were suitable for both paths, such as Yu Sheng.
Although there were not many people in the library, they still noticed Ye Futian. Not long ago, during the written exam, Ye Futian was too dazzling. The legendary loser took first place in the written exam, and Hua Jieyu smiled back at him. Now, in Qingzhou Academy, Ye Futian was in the limelight.
"He actually came to choose a martial arts cultivation method. Wasn't it rumored that he was still in the first plane of Awakening?" Everyone was confused and silently observed Ye Futian.
Ye Futian kept walking and stopping, occasionally flipping through the books, as if he was looking for a suitable cultivation method.
After a while, Ye Futian stopped in his tracks and flipped through a scroll seriously.
The Art of Dragon Control was a warrior's cultivation technique that contained battle techniques. The cultivator's body would be like a dragon, fierce and invincible.
This cultivation method is so harsh on oneself, but it's also very powerful, Ye Futian thought to himself. He was quite satisfied.
"This is it." Ye Futian closed the scroll and prepared to leave.
"You chose the Art of Dragon Control?" Someone at the side looked at him strangely.
"Is there a problem?" Ye Futian smiled.
"No problem, this cultivation method will be very suitable for you." The person seemed to be holding back his laughter and said.
Ye Futian ignored him and started walking away. Behind him, there was a burst of laughter.
"Is this guy here to put on an act? How dare he cultivate the Art of Dragon Control?"
"What do you know? The Art of Dragon Control is so domineering. Moreover, don't forget that he took first place in the written exam."
"That's right, first place is naturally different." Mocking laughter came from behind him. The Art of Dragon Control was very famous among the outer sect disciples. It was indeed an extremely domineering cultivation method for warriors. However, it required the cultivator to imitate the movements of a dragon. How was this possible? In the past, those who didn't accept this cultivation method all cultivated in a nondescript manner. There was no way they could imitate the movements of a dragon.
Ye Futian came to the library and chose the Art of Dragon Control to cultivate. How could they not humiliate him?
Ignoring these voices, Ye Futian was about to go to the spell area again when he saw two figures walking in his direction. He stopped in his tracks.
After being scolded by her father, Feng Qingxue had been in a bad mood. During the Autumn Hunt, she had reached the Invincible Plane, the sixth awakening plane. She could now truly cultivate spells, so she came to the library. She didn't expect to run into Ye Futian.
Feng Qingxue's eyes sparkled. This time, she did not avoid him. She looked at Ye Futian and said, "Are you here to choose a cultivation method?"
"Yes." Ye Futian smiled and nodded.
Feng Qingxue didn't know what to say. The atmosphere was a little awkward.
"Qingxue, didn't you want to see the spells?" Murong Qing, who was next to her, pulled Feng Qingxue towards the spell area. She glanced at Ye Futian coldly.
Ye Futian also walked towards the spell area. Seeing him walk towards the spell area, Murong Qing frowned and whispered, "Qingxue, it seems like he hasn't given up on you yet."
Feng Qingxue was stunned. She stole a glance at Ye Futian and saw that he was seriously reading the spell names on the bookshelf.
"Hypocrite." Murong Qing saw that Ye Futian was reading spells and could not help but mock him. Even though Ye Futian had won first place in the Fall Quarter Examinations, it was only a written exam. Did he know anything about cultivation?
Even if he did, he should be reading the martial arts section.
"Maybe he just wants to learn more about spells." Feng Qingxue lowered her voice. Ye Futian's performance in the Fall Quarter Examinations had left a deep impression on her. To be able to win first place in the written exam, he must have a deep understanding of both sorcerers and martial arts.
"Martial Spark?" Murong Qing saw that Ye Futian was flipping through the spell book. The mocking smile on her face deepened. She said bluntly, "If you want to pretend, at least pretend. You're reading the lowest level spell, Martial Spark. What a joke."
Everyone in the surrounding area heard her words and looked at Ye Futian. Many people laughed. Spells like Martial Spark were probably only useful for teasing children.
Ye Futian closed the scroll and placed it with the Dragon Control Spell. He turned around and looked at Murong Qing with a strange expression. "Do I know you that well?" Murong Qing looked at him with a strange expression on her face. "Am I close to you?"
Ye Futian left after saying that. He did not look at Murong Qing again.
"You …" Murong Qing pointed at Ye Futian's back. Her expression was extremely ugly. Then she laughed coldly. "Looks like you've become even more arrogant after winning first place in the written exam. How dare you come to the library? What's funny is that you're just pretending to be someone with the lowest level spell, Martial Spark. You're useless at cultivation. Even if you could cultivate, a martial arts cultivator would not be a good match for Feng Qingxue."
Feng Qingxue was a sorcerer, and so was Murong Qing. Sorcerers were born with a sense of superiority over martial arts cultivators. After all, in a sense, sorcerers could cultivate martial arts, but they cultivated with Spiritual Qi of the same element as the Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth. Other than geniuses who were truly suited for both martial arts and sorcery, no sorcerer would waste time on martial arts cultivation.
Ye Futian ignored her. Murong Qing continued, "Plus, tomorrow you'll be back to square one. First place in the written exam? I'm looking forward to seeing how embarrassed you'll be tomorrow. "
After Ye Futian registered the two scrolls, he left the library. Whispers could be heard coming from the library. Most of them were discussing the two scrolls that Ye Futian had taken away, the Dragon Control Spell and the Art of Mars. How funny!
Feng Qingxue listened quietly and did not say anything. Although Ye Futian still smiled at her, she still felt that invisible distance between them. It was just like what she had asked of him before. But for some reason, she did not feel comfortable at the moment.
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"The Dragon Control Spell and Martial Spark?" Yu Sheng was also surprised when he saw the two scrolls. He looked at Ye Futian and asked, "You're cultivating both martial arts and sorcery, and martial arts first?"
"Yes. Mandate Sorcerers are called sorcerers because they all have elemental talents. However, Mandate Sorcerers are also very suitable for martial arts cultivation. Naturally, I would not miss out on a gift from the heavens." Ye Futian nodded and said, "As for martial arts first, it's because at my current plane, the spells I cultivate are too weak. They're all relatively basic spells, and they can't unleash the true power of a sorcerer."
"What about Martial Spark?" Yu Sheng asked curiously.
"It's better to be prepared." Ye Futian smiled mysteriously. "After all, Martial Spark is very easy to cultivate. It doesn't take any time at all."
Yu Sheng nodded and did not ask any more questions. Ye Futian then said, "That fox is probably the same as before. She's not very interested in the upcoming Fall Quarter Examinations. If she doesn't participate, then you have to fight for first place."
"Okay." Yu Sheng nodded. If Ye Futian wanted him to do this, then he would do it. He was ranked second in the written exam. If he could beat everyone else in tomorrow's examinations, it was possible that he could win first place.
"I'm going to cultivate now," Ye Futian said. He flipped through the Dragon Control Spell and looked at the words and pictures on it. He slowly closed his eyes, and after a while, crackling sounds could be heard. Flashes of lightning appeared around him, and they were getting more and more intense. Ye Futian looked at the Dragon Control Spell and looked at the words and pictures on it.
The terrifying power of the lightning coursed through his body. Ye Futian visualized the real dragon in his mind. The thunder dragon roared and danced in the sky, looking extremely powerful.
Inside his body, the thunder Spiritual Qi continued to form. Gradually, it took the shape of a dragon, just like the one in his Life Palace.
Others who cultivated the Dragon Control Spell would not be able to imitate the shape of a dragon, but for Ye Futian, it was not difficult at all.
Activating the spell, the thunder dragon rampaged through his meridians, organs, limbs, and bones. It swam through every part of his body. Ye Futian's face turned red, then pale. It was as if he was in great pain. He groaned from time to time.
The Dragon Control Spell was extremely overbearing. It was an extremely powerful offensive spell that cultivated the body. It had to create a dragon's aura within the body, making the body look like a dragon.
This cultivation lasted from day to night, and then to the dawn of the second day. A figure danced in the courtyard. His movements were bold and powerful, and every attack seemed to have the shape of a dragon. It was Ye Futian who was cultivating the battle technique of the Dragon Control Spell. A curtain of lightning gradually formed around his body, and it seemed to have the shape of a dragon, like a real dragon.
Roar … There seemed to be a huge dragon's roar. Ye Futian punched out. A powerful battle intent was born in the sky. A dragon's shadow broke out of his body. There was a loud bang in the distance, and the wall collapsed.
A figure ran over. Seeing the scene in front of him, he looked at Ye Futian.
"Martial Will, the Mysterious Plane of Martial Arts," Yu Sheng said to Ye Futian.
"Battle intent broke out of the body. Seventh Awakening Plane of Martial Arts." Ye Futian smiled. "Looks like I'll have to find someone to fix it. Just say it was you who broke it."
"I'll be the scapegoat?" Yu Sheng stared.
"Of course." Ye Futian smiled and walked towards his room. He was soaked and needed to wash up in preparation for the Fall Quarter Examinations.
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