Hurricane Canyon was the training ground for students of the Godwind Academy, but what most people did not know was that the depths of Hurricane Canyon were also a land of opportunity for wind-attribute Spirit Masters.
Every Spirit Master who managed to come out of it gained enormous benefits. Back then, Feng Qingcang had obtained a special herb inside. After consuming it, he was able to reach his current level as a peak level 79 Spirit Saint.
However, powerful opportunities were often accompanied by risks. Although the depths of Hurricane Canyon were not as extreme as the Slaughter City—where only a handful of people had ever made it out since ancient times—the danger was still significant.
Most people who entered ended up lost within it. Those like Feng Qingcang, who could walk out alive, were few.
This was also why Feng Qingcang had not widely publicized the secret of Hurricane Canyon.
Feng Qingcang paced back and forth, anxiously thinking, "The tournament is about to start. Why hasn't that kid Xiaotian come out yet? Could something have happened to him?"
After a while, Feng Qingcang gritted his teeth, looked at the entrance of Hurricane Canyon, and made up his mind.
Once he entered, there was a chance he would never come out again. But Feng Xiaotian was his most prized disciple. After so many years together, they were already like father and son. He could not just watch Feng Xiaotian disappear inside Hurricane Canyon.
Even if he died, he had to see Feng Xiaotian's body with his own eyes.
However, just as Feng Qingcang stepped forward, preparing to enter the depths of Hurricane Canyon to search for Feng Xiaotian, a familiar figure emerged from within the endless raging winds, slowly walking out.
Very soon, that figure entered Feng Qingcang's field of vision—it was Feng Xiaotian.
Although Feng Xiaotian's clothes were tattered and he looked rather disheveled, his eyes had become brighter, and even his overall aura had undergone a noticeable transformation.
Seeing the drastic change in Feng Xiaotian's demeanor, Feng Qingcang's eyes lit up. This meant Feng Xiaotian had definitely obtained a significant opportunity inside.
Immediately, Feng Qingcang smiled and patted Feng Xiaotian on the shoulder. "Good, very good. It seems your decision was indeed correct. Your gains this time must be considerable, right?"
"Gains? The gains this time are indeed huge!" Feng Xiaotian replied with a smile.
Then he suddenly asked, "By the way, Dean, how many days are left before the finals begin?"
Inside Hurricane Canyon, everything was chaotic. Feng Xiaotian couldn't even perceive the passage of time—he could only vaguely feel that it should be about time.
Hearing this, Feng Qingcang immediately snapped back to his senses, his expression turning serious.
"The situation is very urgent. There's only one day left before the finals begin. We must set off immediately, or we won't make it!"
Hearing this, Feng Xiaotian put away his smile and nodded. "Alright, let's go!"
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The next day, Spirit City.
In front of the Papal Palace.
"Bang!"
With the final opponent defeated by Shui Wuhen, Tianshui Academy secured victory in this match.
"Well done! Looks like this year's championship is ours, Tianshui Academy!" After Shui Wuhen stepped down from the arena, Shui Yue'er patted his shoulder, looking extremely pleased—so much so that she seemed almost smug.
Tianshui Academy had placed first in the Heaven Dou Empire's promotion round, which meant they would receive a bye in the second round and proceed directly to prepare for the third round.
At this moment, Shui Binger removed Shui Yue'er's hand from Shui Wuhen's shoulder and covered her face helplessly. "Dean, please mind your image."
"Ahem~"
Hearing this, Shui Yue'er realized she had gotten a bit too carried away. She coughed lightly and returned to her usual mature and elegant demeanor.
However, she muttered inwardly, "Honestly, it's been so many years since Tianshui Academy last won the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament. What's wrong with being a little happy?"
At the same time, in the spectator stands, three figures were also observing Shui Wuhen and his group.
"Brother, what do you think of this Shui Wuhen?"
A woman in her early twenties, with a nearly perfect figure and a seductive aura, asked the handsome man beside her.
Xie Yue shook his head and said, "His opponents are too weak. You can't really tell anything from the previous battles. But if the information is accurate and he truly is a Spirit Emperor, then we probably aren't his match."
"Hmph! So what if he's a Spirit Emperor? With your Martial Soul Fusion Skill, it's not like we haven't defeated Spirit Emperors before."
Yan snorted and curled his lip.
He wasn't exaggerating. Xie Yue and Hu Liena had indeed once used their Martial Soul Fusion Skill to defeat a level 68 Spirit Emperor instructor from Spirit Hall.
In Yan's view, even if Shui Wuhen was a Spirit Emperor, could he really be stronger than that level 68 instructor?
And even if he was stronger, they themselves had improved significantly since then. Shui Wuhen might not necessarily be able to defeat them.
Once Shui Wuhen lost, the rest of Tianshui Academy would be easy to deal with.
Besides, Yan simply didn't believe Shui Wuhen could possess Spirit Emperor-level cultivation.
Feng Xiaotian had full innate Spirit Power, so reaching Spirit Emperor at 24 was understandable—but Shui Wuhen wasn't even 17 yet. How could he possibly break through to Spirit Emperor?
"Oh my, Yan, you sure talk big."
Hu Liena licked her finger and looked at Yan teasingly. "How about this—you go challenge him one-on-one. If you win, I'll agree to date you. How about that?"
"Really?"
Hearing this, Yan's eyes lit up. He had pursued Hu Liena for a long time, but she had never given him a chance. Now that she was actually agreeing to date him, how could he not be excited?
"Of course it's true."
Hu Liena paused for a moment, then nodded with a sly smile in her fox-like eyes.
"Alright, I'll go test him!"
As he spoke, Yan immediately leapt down and rushed toward Shui Wuhen.
Seeing this, Xie Yue shook his head helplessly and looked at Hu Liena. "Yan is still our friend. Don't tease him like that."
"I'm not teasing him."
Hu Liena covered her mouth and laughed. "If he can really defeat Shui Wuhen in a one-on-one fight, then why wouldn't I be with him?"
"But you know that's impossible. According to the Pope's information, Shui Wuhen is not only a Spirit Emperor but a very powerful one. Yan alone is no match for him."
Xie Yue rubbed his head. His sister was perfect in every way—except for her fondness for teasing others.
Hu Liena shrugged. "Then that's not my problem. He's seen the information too. If he doesn't believe it, what can I do?"