The golden Cloud Gate exuded divine light, as if it contained the mysteries of all the Great Daos, capturing people’s attention.
Sima Yunhai saw the situation and smiled slightly, "Alright, come, let’s look again."
"Thank you," Zhao Xing focused intently.
Originally, Sima Yunhai and Heng Yuan had gone to the main academy.
Heng Yuan had not returned since he got entangled with some important matters.
However, Sima Yunhai had pushed all his affairs aside and hurried back to the Tianyuan Prefecture branch by April.
When he heard that Zhao Xing was practicing Cloud Skills, his heart brimmed with joy.
Because he excelled in Cloud Skills!
If he could teach Zhao Xing well, wouldn’t it be the best way to hit back?
Thus, Sima Yunhai poured all his enthusiasm into teaching.
To an outsider, it would have seemed like Zhao Xing was his son.
Even Geng Shouchang repeatedly shook his head.
Because this old chap meticulously planned Zhao Xing’s cultivation time.
Among it, Sima Yunhai took up eight hours, and Geng Shouchang could only have two hours.
The other two hours were Zhao Xing’s free time.
But during even that free time, as long as Zhao Xing wasn’t sleeping, Sima didn’t sleep either.
What did he do when he didn’t sleep?
He would come to offer warmth and care, as well as boast about the Heavenly Time Sect, instilling ideas into Zhao Xing.
At the beginning, Zhao Xing didn’t know about the grudge between Sima Yunhai and Liu Tian. Nor did he know about ’Brother Pang.’
After the New Year, he talked with Lao Liu, learned why Sima Yunhai was so passionate.
But he pretended not to know.
Actions spoke louder than intentions, regardless of why Sima Yunhai did it, Zhao Xing appreciated his efforts.
After all, Sima Yunhai was genuinely teaching him wholeheartedly.
It wasn’t really out of malicious intent. The guy just wanted to brainwash him, pulling him into the Heavenly Time Sect camp to avenge Liu Tian.
To Mr. Zhao, this was a non-issue. Could he be brainwashed? Impossible!
"Do you understand?" Sima Yunhai asked.
"Let me try," Zhao Xing stood up from the cloud layer.
"Good, you try. Even if you fail, it’s okay, take it slow." Sima Yunhai said kindly, his face full of benevolence.
Time flew, and soon it was the end of August in the thirty-first year of the Jingxin Calendar.
At this time, Zhao Xing finally mastered the Cloud Gate Spell first.
By September, good news arrived again.
Zhao Xing’s true body had reached the third transition of the Xuantian Prison Lightning Technique.
Even his clones could barely execute the Heavenly Thunder Finger!
"What an astonishing talent," Geng Shouchang marveled at the sight.
When a clone executed it, it was entirely different from the true body!
Bear in mind, the Ten Thousand Skill Avatar could theoretically be infinite.
Even now, Zhao Xing could form a hundred clones!
Now that even the strongest clone could barely execute the Heavenly Thunder Finger, although it was only barely and had the power for just one strike,
It was still achievable!
The rest was just perfecting the Ten Thousand Skill Avatar in the future by working on the primordial energy limit and materials to make all hundred clones execute the Heavenly Thunder Finger!
What did this mean? A top-level spell, a standard for rank-three!
Who could withstand a hundred rank-three Heavenly Thunder Fingers?
"No wonder Pang Xianyun lost, and lost convincingly, even straying from his path," Geng Shouchang looked at Zhao Xing, realizing Liu Tian’s terror.
How strong was Liu Tian, who had long cultivated a top-level Dharma Body?
In December of the thirty-first year of the Jingxin Calendar, Zhao Xing’s true body cultivated the Cloud Gate Spell to the third transition, and the specially crafted clone in Tianyuan Prefecture could also perform the Cloud Gate Skill.
However, Zhao Xing did not show it, as he saw through Sima Yunhai’s intentions. If he mastered it, Sima would no longer teach sincerely, only trying to brainwash him daily.
So Zhao Xing kept asking for cultivation guidance, while letting Sima Yunhai’s brainwashing words go in one ear and out the other.
Sima Yunhai wasn’t worried either. Cloud Skills were harder than Thunder Skills.
How long had it been? A bit over a year. Mastery would be strange; not mastering would be normal.
The Xuan Heaven Academy branch received good news, while Zhao Xing’s clone at Kun Yuan Academy also saw a breakthrough.
December 15, thirty-first year of the Jingxin Calendar.
"The Hanhai Underground Palace, this is the Hanhai Underground Palace."
Zhao Xing revealed a slight smile.
From April until December, he finally comprehended the top-level skill [Hanhai Underground Palace].
And to the extent of the true body achieving the third transition and the clone the first transition.
"Let’s give it a try!"
Zhao Xing’s clone descended ten miles from Kunshan, where there was an artificial lake.
"Hanhai Underground Palace!" Zhao Xing extended a finger.
Under the artificial lake, a blue underground palace emerged.
Within three breaths, all the water in the artificial lake disappeared, absorbed into the underground, completely drawn into the Hanhai Underground Palace.
"The artificial lake was a thousand square kilometers with a water storage level of two hundred meters. Such an area and volume were already extremely exaggerated, but before a top-level technique, it was nothing. The Hanhai Underground Palace could still accommodate at least a hundred times the amount."
At this moment, the Hanhai Underground Palace absorbed all the water.
"In case of flooding, there are two choices: one, not moving the Hanhai Underground Palace, waiting until the flood is fully managed, then releasing the accumulated water for redistribution,"
"Or let the mid and low-level Ministers of Agriculture hold Cloud Rain Pearls to collect and eventually return the water to the least flooded areas."
"The second option is an emergency response. If the flood is severe, there’s no time to consider long-term factors. The Hanhai Underground Palace would immediately sink into the earth veins, pouring into the fire veins."