Chapter 17: The wind carries seeds of hope, soaring upward!

Lying in the teachers' dormitory of Wushen Academy, Aither rubbed his swollen head. Even Aither couldn't bear the strain of narrating a story for a long time using mental power. It was thanks to the special nature of the wind that Aither could even materialize his mental power...

"You did well!" Wuchang Kong's voice came from behind Aither.

Aither furrowed his brow. Was Wuchang Kong acting up? Was he sick? Or... was he being sarcastic?

Seeing Aither's doubtful gaze, Wuchang Kong twitched his mouth. He didn't know why he blurted out such a statement that contradicted his usual demeanor. "I mean... the way you use your mental power is good. Continuing to practice like this will benefit the condensation and growth of your mental power!"

Aither breathed a sigh of relief. Wuchang Kong was still Wuchang Kong after all. Just as he thought...

Wuchang Kong glanced sideways at Aither. Before he could say anything, Aither's little head tilted onto the blanket, curling up like a small animal, falling asleep.

Wuchang Kong sighed, covering Aither with the blanket. 'Could it be... that I had some bias against him before?'

Originally, Wuchang Kong believed that as a soul master, one should focus on cultivation. Anything like writing novels or singing was considered non-essential, even a waste of his talent! Wasn't reaching Level 22 after so many years proof enough?

He had even expressed his concerns to Vice Dean Zang Xin, but for some reason, the vice dean seemed unconcerned, even tacitly allowing Aither's free growth and advising Wuchang Kong not to overly intervene in Aither's development.

Otherwise, would Wuchang Kong still bother whether Aither was willing or not? If unwilling, he would just beat him up!

Wuchang Kong sat on the bed, pondering. His mind couldn't focus for a long time. Why not... take a look at Aither's previous works? Consider it as... getting to know the student's daily life!

...

This night was destined to be restless.

Many children hummed as the wind rose. Of course, most of the students in the intermediate section shouted enthusiastically: "My fate is in my own hands, whether it's magic or immortal, it's my own decision!"

In such a situation, many teachers didn't intervene. After all, the teachers were all fired up by Aither's storytelling!

Tang WuLin and Xie Xie also eagerly discussed Nezha, and the previous conflicts between them vanished with the wind. As for the previous agreement to fight? Isn't it more enjoyable to listen to the most famous bard in all of Douluo Continent sing?

Tang Wu Lin also made up his mind. Even if he didn't fight, he couldn't miss Aither's stories. Isn't it just about forging a few more metal blocks? He gritted his teeth and endured! But if he didn't listen to the story, the next one might not be this good!

As for listening to others' retelling? Can anyone match the storytelling of the most famous bard in all of Douluo Continent? Can others evoke emotions with their stories? Can others provide visuals and sounds with their tales?

Impossible, this uniqueness belongs solely to Douluo Continent! Once you miss it, you miss it!

Aither was ecstatic, being recognized as the most famous bard in all of Douluo Continent wasn't just empty talk. To achieve the state where mental power became tangible, one had to be either an advanced spiritualist or a Super Douluo! Would these two kinds of people, who were bored enough, compete with Aither for his job as a troubadour?

As long as these two types of people didn't appear, Aither would always be the number one troubadour in Douluo Continent!

...

"Ugh..." Aither rubbed his eyes and, as usual, the first thing he did after waking up was to open his attribute panel to see if there was any progress...

\[Normal check-in system\]

Host: Aither

Template: Geo Archon Emperor Zhongli (13%)

Martial Soul: Archon Gnosis (Divine-level)

Spirit Power: Level 23

Mental Power: 553

Soul Spirit: Wind Spirit, Venti (1200 years)

Soul Skills:

Innate Domain: Thousand Wind Incarnation, where there is wind, there are stories and poems. Can transform into wind elements, low-cost teleportation within a hundred meters where wind exists, insight into all movements within a hundred meters. The range will increase with the increase of spirit power level.

First Soul Skill: God of Freedom: Wind symbolizes freedom, and the God of Freedom is not bound by anything, immune to all control skills. Can actively release to remove control from the target!

Second Soul Skill: Singer of the High Heavens: The song of freedom resounds, granting up to ten targets the ability to fly, can be retrieved at any time, speed increased by fifty percent, immune to abnormal states for ten minutes!

Skills: Cooking Mastery, Writing Mastery, Painting Mastery (all), Music Mastery, Hacking Mastery, Driving Mastery (all), Instrument Mastery (all), Acting Mastery, Business Mastery, Social Mastery, Wilderness Survival Mastery.

Items: Rainbow Spear (Artifact), Sky Blade (Artifact)

Hmm... the spiritual power that was originally 521 became 553, hmm... when will I hit a wave at 666...

Aither glanced at Wuchang Kong, noticing that he wasn't meditating. Was it because today was the first day of training?

Aither didn't care about these things and went straight to get ready for the day, cooking breakfast. Teachers' individual dormitories could have kitchens, although Wuchang Kong's didn't have one before. But under Aither's coercion and persuasion, a kitchen was added.

After all, compared to food cooked by others, Aither preferred his own cooking, which was both delicious and nutritious!

After having breakfast with Wuchang Kong, it was almost time for class. The two handsome guys, one big and one small, walked side by side towards Class Five.

As Aither entered the classroom, the whole class erupted! Just as they were about to cheer, Wuchang Kong, who entered right after, seemed to grip their throats, making them uncomfortable!

At this moment, the female students noticed that Wuchang Kong didn't seem as handsome as they had previously thought! The true most famous and handsome bard of all of Douluo Continent was Aither!

Of course, some students realized that looks weren't everything; talent was more important, just like Aither, who was talented. They admired him the most! It's definitely not because they liked Aither's looks!

"Today, formal classes begin. Most of your courses will be personally guided by me. Everyone, stand up." Wuchang Kong said coldly.

All the students quickly stood up.

"Follow me!" Wuchang Kong walked out with his hands in his pockets, and the students followed. Since they were all freshmen and didn't have a concept of queuing, it looked a bit chaotic. But in the face of the imposing aura of the cold and alo of male god, no one dared to be noisy.

The members of Class Five arrived at the playground, and along the way, all the students in the class looked at Aither with an expression of admiration or even worship, including the protagonist Tang Wu Lin.

"Line up in pairs and stand properly!"

Tang Wu Lin immediately stood next to Aither, with Xie Xie and Yun Xiao behind him.

Wuchang Kong said in a deep voice, "Today's first lesson is to demonstrate your strength. We'll proceed directly to combat later, with me as the referee. Single elimination. Let me see your strength."

"Teacher, I'm a soul engineer. Should I participate in the battle too?"

Wuchang Kong said coldly, "On the battlefield, if you tell your enemies that you're a soul engineer, will they spare you? The first group, get ready, starting from your side."

Aither didn't know if Wuchang Kong did it on purpose, but he pointed casually at him and Tang Wu Lin.