The Horn From The Top Of The City Walls
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Ou Yangming smiled proudly and said, "Elder Sister Ying, I only did something insignificant."
Looking at the way he smiled, Ni Yinghong gritted her teeth and asked softly, "Are you going to tell me or not?"
"Okay, I'll tell you." Ou Yangming immediately surrendered. "I only analyzed some memories and understandings of the wind series power, which were left in the spiritual world by one of your clan's ancestors."
"And then?"
"Then I imprinted the memories in your sea of consciousness." Ou Yangming grinned. "Based on my observation, you'll need some time to familiarize yourself with it and adapt to it. Once you fully convert those memories for your own, you'll be able to release not four, but six wind blades!"
"Six?" Ni Yinghong's face changed. She was not delighted but was slightly sullen.