Chapter 395: Xiao Han's Generosity

When Xiao Han returned to his residence at the Northern Heavens Spiritual Academy again, not even half an hour had passed.

"You don't need to be so serious; I'm actually quite easy to talk to." Looking at the four people standing in a row before him, Xiao Han said this earnestly while feeling a strange sensation.

"Yes."

It was clear that the few students did not believe him; they responded with restraint, then relaxed just a little.

Xiao Han did not mind their restraint and proceeded with his plan. He flicked his finger, and three streaks of light suddenly darted into the hands of Wang Zhi and the others, revealing their full appearance: they were three scrolls radiating powerful auras. Under the latter's confusion, Xiao Han said calmly:

"Your Spirit Art grades are too low, so I'll just give these three God-tier Spirit Techniques to you."

Wang Zhi and the others were dumbfounded. Was this really their Elder Xiao? He was actually so "billion-aire" and approachable! Giving away three God-tier Spirit Techniques just like that.

However, excitement followed immediately. They knew their own shortcomings all too well; their Cultivation Methods were too low-grade, being merely Quasi-God Techniques. While those were already quite good, they were far from enough if they wanted to use them to participate in the Spiritual Academy Tournament.

Except for the three of them, everyone else had nothing but God-tier Spirit Techniques, which, aside from what they obtained from the academy through their own abilities, also came from the forces behind them.

Only the three of them had backgrounds as poor as a blank slate and could only make do with their cultivation, which was the biggest reason they were only at the early Tongtian Realm now.

However, Xiao Han had actually gifted them three God-tier Spirit Techniques directly; his generosity moved them deeply.

Clutching the scrolls in their hands tightly with excitement, the few of them said with choked voices: "Thank you, Elder Xiao."

Xiao Han waved his hand. "After you switch your cultivation, there will be a brief drop in your cultivation level. I will provide you with a place rich in Spirit Power, and I will strive to have you recover your strength within a month."

Xiao Han's arrangements were already very thorough, so the others naturally raised no objections.

The replacement of their Cultivation Methods and Spirit Arts might seem to have cost them a precious month of cultivation time, but the benefits it brought them could not be compared to such a small amount of time.

While Wang Zhi and the others began to contemplate the God-tier techniques, Xiao Han began to provide guidance to his Registered Disciple, Bing Yu.

Ignoring the anticipation that was practically overflowing from Bing Yu, Xiao Han asked in return: "What, are you still lacking God-tier Spirit Techniques? Has the Ice Spirit Clan become this poor now?"

The former immediately coughed a few times and said nothing. Never mind that Xiao Han wouldn't believe him even if he said so; he himself didn't have the face to say it. A talented descendant of the Ice Spirit Clan, which shook the Da Qian World—even if it was just a branch—not having a God-tier Spirit Technique? Did he want to make the experts of the Da Qian World laugh themselves to death?

"However, as my Registered Disciple, it seems I can't give you nothing at all..." Just as Bing Yu was planning to give up on the idea of milking his teacher for benefits, Xiao Han suddenly spoke with narrowed eyes, and Bing Yu instantly regained his original spirit.

"Let's go with this one." Xiao Han tapped his head, seemingly recalling something, and a pitch-black long spear suddenly appeared in his palm.

To the naked eye, this spear looked truly ordinary, as if forged from common iron, with no aura fluctuations leaking out.

However, the moment the long spear appeared, his eyes could not move away; he stared straight at it. A subtle yet vast icy aura went straight into his Spirit Soul. He felt a longing from the bottom of his heart, as if this were the weapon that belonged to him.

"Hey, wake up!" Accompanied by Xiao Han's voice, Bing Yu felt his head being mercilessly tapped a few times, and he came back to his senses.

"Teacher, this is...?" Recalling the thoughts he had just had in his heart, a trace of chill suddenly rose up behind Bing Yu's back. Had he been influenced by a weapon?

"It seems your compatibility with this spear is quite good."

To Bing Yu's surprise, Xiao Han was actually looking at him with gratification, saying something that left him completely bewildered, but what followed was ecstasy and disbelief.

Compatibility? This kind of thing was not an indicator that ordinary weapons could possess.

Like ordinary Spiritual Artifacts, even Supreme Spirit Artifacts did not have the concept of so-called compatibility; basically, as long as the attributes and path were suitable, one could pick them up and use them.

But weapons above Spiritual Artifacts had already undergone a qualitative change; they would choose their masters. If the compatibility with the other party was too low, although the power would not be weak, it could not be exerted to the maximum degree. Even worse, if one encountered some ancient fierce weapons, not only would one fail to gain benefits, but there would also be the possibility of being backlashed.

For this type of implement, the most common method was long-term nurturing to undergo a breaking-in period.

However, there were also some lucky ones who could see eye-to-eye upon their first meeting, but this situation was even more outrageous than going out and finding a God-tier Spirit Technique. This was the reason Xiao Han was gratified when he discovered that Bing Yu had extremely high compatibility with the black long spear.

However, Bing Yu was not paying attention to Xiao Han's thoughts at this moment; he was completely immersed in the joy of a pie falling from the sky. At the very least, this was a Quasi-Artifact!

"Shadow Prison Cold Spear, Quasi-Artifact."

Immediately, under Bing Yu's anticipation, Xiao Han said slowly: "It's yours."

"Thank you, Teacher."

Bing Yu hurriedly accepted it with a grin and couldn't wait to channel his power into it, and then...

"Eh?"

Bing Yu let out a surprised sound subconsciously.

Why was there no reaction from this spear? Where was the prestige of your Quasi-Artifact? It wouldn't be a fake, would it?

"I'll give you a friendly reminder..."

Just as Bing Yu was about to open his mouth to ask, Xiao Han explained "sympathetically":

"This Shadow Prison Cold Spear has already been sealed by me, so you are unable to use it right now. Of course, even if it is sealed, this spear is still very sturdy; at the very least, there's no problem with it clashing against a Supreme Spirit Artifact."

Sturdy? Heh!

Bing Yu helplessly complained in his heart. If a real fight broke out, did being sturdy have any meaning? Why was a suitable weapon so important if not for the bonus to combat power?

If he were pursuing hardness, wouldn't it be better to just forge a brick?

"However..."

Xiao Han drew out his voice under Bing Yu's resentment and said unhurriedly: "You can also cultivate to the level of the Spiritual Energy Tribulation as soon as possible; then you will naturally be able to break the seal."

"Spiritual Energy Tribulation?!" Bing Yu's mouth twitched uncontrollably. "Teacher, are you not being a bit too confident in me? Half a year is probably not enough time, right?"

Both the Physical Tribulation and the Spiritual Energy Tribulation were matters of nine deaths and one life; a moment of carelessness would result in death and the dissipation of one's soul. Which one did not require preparation in advance? Two realms in half a year—Bing Yu did not consider himself to have such inflated self-confidence.

Xiao Han seemed to have guessed what Bing Yu was thinking and smiled "kindly": "Rest assured, I have never fought a battle I wasn't sure of."

"If I say it can be done, it can be done."

"It's just that..." Xiao Han's narrowed eyes made Bing Yu feel a chill in his heart.

"It requires you to pay a tiny little price, and the process might be slightly difficult."

"Can I refuse?" Bing Yu's Adam's apple bobbed, and he said tremblingly.

"No." Xiao Han's answer was as expected.