Chapter 52: Four Months: Future Cultivation Plan

Four months passed in the blink of an eye; within these four months, Nan Feihuang had completely adapted to life at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

During his daily practice with Qin Ming, his North Star Immortal Trace Footwork had also been cultivated to the third realm, the realm of Expertise, and his Single-Handed Eighteen Picks had reached the peak of the third realm due to his continuous sparring against eighteen different types of weapons.

Thus, Nan Feihuang could actually move on to the next step, which was to cultivate more profound martial arts.

After all, he was not the real Chu Bawang and could not use the Single-Handed Eighteen Picks as if they were the most supreme martial arts; to become a true powerhouse in the future, he still needed to study more formidable ultimate techniques.

Lv Lingqi had already written her father Lv Fengxian's Ghost God Halberd Technique into a manual and handed it to Nan Feihuang.

And within the Dunjia Heavenly Book, another set of halberd techniques was recorded, inherited from Chu Bawang: the Overlord Halberd Technique.

These two sets of halberd techniques were completely diametrically opposed.

The Overlord Halberd Technique used raw power to overcome ten thousand techniques and was the most yang, domineering martial art in the world; once a halberd was thrust, mountains and rivers would shift and the sun and moon would lose their luster.

The Ghost God Halberd Technique was unpredictable and was the pinnacle of technique; Lv Bu had once relied on it to beat the fierce Zhang Fei's spear technique into disarray within fifty rounds, truly the number one ultimate technique of the late Eastern Han Dynasty, even surpassing Guan Yu's Green Dragon Blade Technique and Zhao Yun's Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix Spear and Snake Coiling Seven Probes Spear.

In fact, Nan Feihuang wanted to learn both of these martial arts, and furthermore, he had already determined his own path.

Before creating his own unique halberd technique, there was a way of fighting that could allow him to fight across several ranks.

The key lay in reaching level seventy and obtaining a Spirit Avatar.

And for this purpose, he had to find a way to visit the Clear Sky Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect; in those two places, there were two very critical things—a piece of information and an object—that he had to obtain.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was easy to handle; since he knew where they were, he could at worst trade other things for it. The Clear Sky Sect was more troublesome as they were still in hiding, but fortunately, he still had enough time and did not need to rush.

Because of this, Nan Feihuang would not study the Overlord Halberd and Ghost God Halberd right now; he would focus on cultivating soul power and reach above Spirit Saint as soon as possible.

At that time, once he obtained the things he wanted, he would have the confidence to challenge Tang Hao and have a high probability of defeating him, washing away the shame of his mother's defeat back then.

In these few months, Nan Feihuang's level had reached the peak of level twenty-nine, and he could advance to Soul Elder at any time.

During this period, he also celebrated his tenth birthday; on the day of his birthday, Lan Xue even came over personally to celebrate with him.

Traveling such a long distance just to say happy birthday to her son made everyone know just how much this Title Douluo pampered her son.

No one in the academy dared to offend Nan Feihuang; even Xue Xing Prince and Xue Beng, who detested him deeply in their hearts, kept their distance and dared not take any rash actions.

After all, protecting one's child was something a mother would never be reasonable about; if they could not guarantee they could completely distance themselves from the act of moving against Nan Feihuang, they reckoned Lan Xue would not possess anything like rationality, nor would she care about the Heaven Dou Empire, and would definitely just carry her Mysterious Ice Halberd to their door and hack them to pieces.

The only thing Nan Feihuang felt was a pity was that in these four months, he had not seen Dugu Bo, whom he wanted to meet.

This Old Poison truly was elusive.

Perhaps he had not failed to come secretly to see his granddaughter; he was just too lazy to bother with others.

If a Title Douluo did not want to be seen, Nan Feihuang really had no way to discover him.

In fact, it was not that Nan Feihuang had not tried the simplest method, which was to use his admiration for Dugu Bo as a pretext to have Dugu Yan introduce them, or to use his mother as an excuse to pay a visit to Dugu Bo.

But after Dugu Yan went back and spoke of it, Dugu Bo refused without hesitation; he expressed that there was nothing worth seeing in a little brat, and even if Lan Xue wanted to see him, as both were Title Douluo, she should come personally; sending a child was, after all, not taking him seriously enough.

"Should I have Dugu Yan relay the symptoms of Dugu Bo's illness to him? That way he should be willing to see me. Or maybe not; Dugu Bo's poisoning condition cannot be known by anyone, otherwise he would be in danger." Inside the pavilion, Nan Feihuang muttered to himself; after thinking about it, he gave up on the idea, as he deeply knew how severe Dugu Bo's poison flare-ups were.

At those times, Dugu Bo was simply like fish on a chopping block, left to be slaughtered.

Therefore, Dugu Bo had always kept this very secret and would never let anyone know the timing of his flare-ups.

Although Nan Feihuang knew Dugu Yan would never betray Dugu Bo, she was still young and willful, and somewhat reckless; if she found out and became too worried, running around begging for help everywhere—for instance, to her boyfriend's family, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family—that would be bad.

However, Nan Feihuang was not in a rush at this moment; he guessed that it shouldn't be long before he could see Dugu Bo.

Because Dugu Yan had also broken through to level thirty in these few months, and after reaching the Soul Elder realm, the color of her green pupils had become deeper.

Nan Feihuang could feel the accumulation of toxins in her body.

With his current medical skills, if he hadn't miscalculated, Dugu Yan's toxic backlash would soon begin in the near future.

Although with her current level, the backlash would not be very intense, as Dugu Bo's only granddaughter, he did not believe Dugu Bo could still keep his composure.

"Feihuang, what are you doing here all by yourself?" Two people walked toward him; they were none other than the siblings Xue Qinghe and Xue Ke.

"Crown Prince, Princess, why have you come together today?" Nan Feihuang stood up and asked.

"It was my idea to come; there are many things I wish to discuss with you. As for Ke'er, when she heard I was coming to see you, she insisted on coming along," Xue Qinghe laughed.

During these four months, besides studying at the academy, Nan Feihuang spent his time running between the Eastern Palace and Yuexuan to build good relations with the siblings.

Xue Qinghe discovered that Nan Feihuang had very unique insights into politics, so he often had long, heart-to-heart talks with him, and later directly had him help with domestic affairs.

Not long ago, a massive snow disaster occurred in a city near the Extreme North, causing countless casualties; many civilian houses were crushed, and the common people had no food and nowhere to live.

Xue Ye and Xue Qinghe had both been racking their brains over this matter.

They wanted to provide disaster relief with money directly, but firstly, the money and grain required were simply too much, causing a huge drain on the national treasury; secondly, it wouldn't solve the root problem—what was the use of just giving them money and grain to eat? If they couldn't rebuild their homes, it was a bottomless pit.

Many officials suggested simply dispersing the people and relocating them to live in other cities within the country.

This was a solution born of desperation. At the time, after hearing this, Nan Feihuang was very confused; it turned out the officials of this world were so inept at handling affairs, and their politics were poor—he guessed their military aspects were about the same. No wonder that later, when Tang San proposed a strategy of cutting off food supplies—the most common tactic during the Three Kingdoms period—it was hailed by those generals as the greatest brilliant plan in history.

(End of chapter)