Dinner was not as sumptuous as imagined. There were only a few simple home-cooked dishes and a jar of medicinal wine. This was Chen Zhao's way of entertaining Yang Wu, Tang Xiaohan, and Wan Lanxin.
These home-cooked dishes were very fragrant. They were all medicinal and very nutritious. The group finished them all.
After dinner, Tang Xiaohan tactfully pulled Wan Lanxin back to her courtyard.
No matter how unwilling Wan Lanxin was, she could only follow Tang Xiaohan.
She could not lose to Tang Xiaohan in terms of breadth of mind. Since Tang Xiaohan could tolerate her, she could not be stingy. They indeed needed to communicate properly.
Chen Zhao asked Yang Wu to stay for a candlelight talk. Yang Wu could not refuse. After all, he had entered Chen Zhao's alchemy department. He had to give Chen Zhao some face.
In order to improve, Chen Zhao shared his many alchemy techniques and experiences with Yang Wu. Yang Wu was still a beginner, but he improved rapidly. He had already become a heavenly alchemist. There was no obstacle in communicating with Chen Zhao. Both of them had their own gains.
Chen Zhao gained the most. He had been practicing alchemy for many years, and many of his techniques were in the wrong stage. After being easily enlightened by Yang Wu, he felt as if he had seen the moon after the clouds parted. He could not help but feel that it was not a fluke that Yang Wu had become a heavenly alchemist.
Yang Wu gained a little. Chen Zhao's alchemy skills could not be compared to the alchemy skills that Little Hei had passed on to him, but he had some experiences and had a thorough understanding of medicinal theory. The combination of medicinal herbs was very particular. This was very useful for him to understand medicinal properties.
Unknowingly, the moon was already high in the sky. Chen Zhao could not continue to pester Yang Wu until dawn. He could only personally bring Yang Wu to a guest room to rest.
After Yang Wu returned to his room, he practiced the Soul Control Sutra as usual. At the same time, he digested the faint Sword Qi he had absorbed from the school's stone tablet.
The words "Royal Academy" were left behind by the first Principal, and there was a Sword Qi Seed imprinted on the words. This Sword Qi Seed was similar to the Death Imprint left behind by the Death War King at the border. This was a kind of will inheritance, and if one obtained this will, there was a chance to be enlightened and condense it into a kind of will, or even martial arts.
Yang Wu already had the Path of Death and fist intent. This Sword Qi was only equivalent to a Sword intent. It was not easy to condense a sword intent of his own.
Of all the battle techniques that Yang Wu cultivated, only the 12 Windchasing Swords was a sword technique. He had already cultivated it to perfection. His soul in the God's Court was meditating and cultivating the 12 Windchasing Swords. He started to extract the faint Sword Qi and attached it to the 12 swords. He tried his best to deduce the sword intent of the 12 swords.
Other people might not be able to comprehend this Sword Qi after obtaining it, but Yang Wu was different. He had the God's Court Dao Flower. He had already absorbed the Sword Qi into the petals. The God's Court Dao Flower had a magical ability. It could imprint what it absorbed deeply. Because of this, Yang Wu was not worried that he would forget it with the passage of time.
When the Sword Qi was fused into the sword technique, it greatly increased the power of the sword technique. Yang Wu slowly understood how Sword Qi was different. The Sword Qi was the initial stage of condensing Sword Intent. It was just like how before Yang Wu comprehended fist intent, he had to practice the Soldier's Fist. He had to experience the concept of the Soldier's Fist before he could comprehend the fist intent.
With the assistance of the Soul-Mastery Heart Sutra, Yang Wu was able to achieve twice the results with half the effort in his meditation. He had already refined that strand of Sword Qi to the point where he could use it as he pleased. After a period of tempering, he could continuously strengthen the Sword Qi and finally evolve it into Sword Intent.
It could be said that this strand of Sword Qi Seed that Yang Wu had unintentionally obtained had already laid down a solid foundation for him to cultivate his Sword Qi, reducing the time he needed to cultivate his Sword Qi. Coming to the Royal School this time was truly not a wasted trip.
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In another direction, there was an exquisite courtyard that belonged to Princess Tang Xiaohan alone.
She had only been to these two places since she was young. The first was the imperial palace, and the second was this courtyard.
In this courtyard, there were three maids who were constantly tidying up the place.
Tang Xiaohan brought Wan Lanxin to the courtyard, but they did not immediately go to sleep. Tang Xiaohan ordered for an oil lamp and some snacks. The two of them ate snacks in the courtyard while chatting.
Tang Xiaohan was in high spirits. She looked at Wan Lanxin and praised, "Sister Lanxin, you are so beautiful. No wonder Brother Yang Wu likes to be with you so much."
Wan Lanxin looked at Tang Xiaohan and smiled reservedly, "Your Highness, if you want to know anything about Yang Wu, just ask. There is no need to praise me like this."
Tang Xiaohan blushed slightly. Luckily, the night was dark and no one could see clearly. She said softly, "How could that be? I really think that Sister Lanxin is beautiful. Not only is she beautiful, she is also very powerful. She has already been conferred the title of Female General at such a young age. She is really my idol."
She was like an innocent doll, speaking with an expression of envy and longing.
Wan Lanxin looked at Tang Xiaohan's delicate and flawless face up close. She could not help but praise, "Your Highness, you are indeed the number one beauty. If I were a man, I would be moved by you."
"Sister Lanxin, I am embarrassed to hear Sister Lanxin praise me like this. By the way, did you and Brother Yang Wu really grow up together? "
"Yes, I grew up with him. I even kicked his butt when we were young."
"Wow, isn't that fun?"
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The night passed quickly. Yang Wu had not only absorbed the sword aura into the Twelve Wind Chasing Swords, but also increased his soul power. It could be said that his sword skills and soul power had both increased.
Yang Wu walked out of the room in high spirits. He saw Chen Zhao practicing a set of health palms in the courtyard. He looked like he knew how to do it. He looked at him curiously. After a while, he realized that the palms did not seem to have any offensive power, but it was like a palm that controlled fire. To be precise, it was a fire control palm for alchemy.
Practicing this kind of palm technique would allow one to better control fire and increase one's alchemy ability.
"If I didn't have heart fire, I would have to practice a fire control palm technique like him to be better at alchemy." Yang Wu sighed in his heart.
He had forcefully condensed heart fire. Who could do it? Some talents were incomparable to mortals. This was why he was different.
After Chen Zhao finished practicing a set of palm techniques, he called out to Yang Wu, "Yang Wu, you're awake. Come, let's eat some pastries. Then we'll go to the medicine storage and see if there are any herbs that you like."
Yang Wu and Chen Zhao ate a simple meal. Just as they were about to leave, Tang Xiaohan and Wan Lanxin arrived.
The two of them seemed to have undergone earth-shattering changes overnight. They actually came hand in hand, as if they were close sisters.
Yang Wu wondered if his eyes were playing tricks on him. He rubbed his eyes and muttered, "What exactly happened last night?"
"Wu (Brother Yang Wu)." Wan Lanxin and Tang Xiaohan greeted Yang Wu at the same time.
They had different auras. The former was bright and beautiful, while the latter was elegant and noble. When they smiled, they were like kings of flowers competing for beauty, causing the scenery around them to pale in comparison.
Chen Zhao couldn't help but sigh, "Marquis Shaowu's luck with women is not bad!"
Yang Wu's face reddened at Chen Zhao's disrespectful words. He quickly said, "Let's go, let's go take a look at the medicine storage."
The Royal Academy's medicine storage was built in the Alchemy Department. It was not far from Chen Zhao's courtyard. There were attendants guarding this place, and there were even King level elders among them. No one could easily approach.
The medicine storage was an important place. It was accumulated over the years by generations of the Academy. Not only was it used by the Alchemy Department's disciples to refine pills, it was also used by the entire Academy's disciples to exchange for pills.
According to the rules, Yang Wu, Tang Xiaohan, and Wan Lanxin could not easily enter. Chen Zhao was the Vice Principal, so he naturally had some privileges. It was not a problem to bring them in.
After entering, there were countless medicinal herbs displayed in the spacious pavilion. The names and effects of each herb were written on them.
There were also instructors here bringing fourteen or fifteen year old youths to identify herbs. When they saw Chen Zhao, they all bowed and greeted him. When they saw Tang Xiaohan and Wan Lanxin, they could not take their eyes off them.
These youths were at the age where they were experiencing their first awakening of love. When they saw such beautiful ladies, it was hard not to be moved.
"Ouch!" When Tang Xiaohan and Wan Lanxin followed Yang Wu and Chen Zhao upstairs, the instructor hit the youths' heads hard, causing them to scream in pain.
The instructor pointed at them and scolded, "Learn how to identify herbs well. In the future, you'll become a Medicine King or even a Heavenly Pharmacist. When you reach the peak of life, you won't have to worry about not having beauties to like you."
"Yes, Instructor," the youths answered obediently.
When the youths were staring at the herbs again, the teacher walked to the stairs and looked up. His eyes were filled with deep infatuation as he murmured, "What an enchanting little sister. It's a pity she doesn't belong to me."
The youths all had good hearing. They quietly turned around and gave the instructor the middle finger.
The pavilion on the upper floor was where the important items were placed. Many spiritual herbs and Medicine Kings were placed there. Every stalk was well-preserved and was not exposed to the air, so it was not easy for them to be damaged.
"All the good herbs are here," Chen Zhao said generously. "Yang Wu, take a look and see if there's anything you like. Pick whatever you want."
Yang Wu smiled. "There are more treasures here than the national treasury."
With that, he walked around casually, taking in all the herbs and looking for the ones he needed.
Tang Xiaohan and Wan Lanxin also walked around with him. They looked around curiously, memorizing the names and appearances of the herbs.
Even though they were not pharmacists, they still had to know basic knowledge about herbs.
Yang Wu walked around and collected several dozen stalks of herbs. Each stalk was spirit medicine class, and there were even more than a dozen stalks of medicine king. Chen Zhao did not feel any heartache when he saw this. Being able to let a heavenly alchemist choose medicine here was also a kind of honor.
Chen Zhao thought that Yang Wu would leave happily after taking these herbs. Unexpectedly, Yang Wu said, "Elder Chen, let's go up and look. There should be some Heavenly Medicines up there."
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