Chapter 264: That Flower Is Called Night-Illuminating Clear

After some exploration, Chen Shu finally became familiar with it.

The flight speed of With the Wind can quite easily exceed two hundred kilometers per hour, and at a flight speed of two hundred kilometers per hour, the Spirit Power consumption of With the Wind is slightly lower than that of the Cloud Sky Technique at two hundred kilometers per hour. The normal cruising speed is around one hundred and fifty kilometers per hour, which has higher Spirit Power consumption than the Cloud Sky Technique at one hundred and fifty kilometers per hour. During cruising, the difference in feeling between the two is not particularly obvious; it is just that With the Wind has louder wind noise and more intense Spirit Power consumption. The world is vast, and flight is free.

The difference in feeling lies mainly in acceleration and turning.

The acceleration of With the Wind is too fast; during the takeoff phase, it gives one a sense of speed completely different from the Cloud Sky Technique.

The difference in turning is even greater.

The turning of With the Wind is very intense; at maximum, it can generate a force as great as its maximum thrust. If output at full power, it can even allow a person to move laterally while in high-speed flight. Therefore, when using With the Wind to fly and turn, one must control the Spirit Power output; otherwise, the violent change in direction will be unbearable. However, if one adapts to this change and masters its techniques, the flyer will become exceptionally agile.

The Spirit Power was almost exhausted.

Chen Shu drew a semicircle in the air and then stopped above the clouds. Looking down, he had a feeling that he was the master of this heaven and earth.

A god would be nothing more than this, right?

The next second, he directly dispersed his Spirit Power.

A strong sense of weightlessness struck instantly.

Chen Shu's whole body fell straight down, and the sea of clouds approached again, transforming once more from solid cotton into ethereal mist. Chen Shu's body tumbled into this boundless mist; in the last second, his eyes held the infinite blue sky, then it was quickly blurred by the mist until it was completely blocked.

Nothing could be seen in the thick fog.

When his vision recovered, he had already fallen over a thousand meters.

The Yujing Plain and the surrounding rolling mountains appeared before his eyes. The flat land outside the city was divided into neat squares by paths, planted with different crops; seen from high altitude, most were golden in color, dotted with tiled roofs in the middle, and the cement paths were like jade belts. This beautiful picture magnified rapidly in his eyes.

The wind whistled violently in his ears.

About to smash into the ground—

"Boom..."

Chen Shu regained the power of flight, his body tracing an arc in the air, changing from falling to level flight, and he swept over the wheat field with a swish. The wind he brought with him bent the wheat ears, leaving behind a rustling sound.

"Boom..."

Another emergency brake.

Chen Shu's internal organs were churning, yet he was suspended in the air again, about five meters from the ground. Then he dispersed his Spirit Power, and his whole body fell straight toward the ground.

He bent his knees to absorb the impact.

"Thrilling!

"Fun!

"Interesting!"

Chen Shu gave his evaluation with excitement.

This acceleration, this control...

This is what flying feels like!

Before, he thought he loved the Cloud Sky Technique very much and believed that the Cloud Sky Technique could completely satisfy his daily flying needs. He thought to himself that even if he learned With the Wind, it would at most be used for emergencies and combat, and he would still use the Cloud Sky Technique for normal flying. But now...

Hard to say, hard to say.

His heart is currently in an excited state occupied by With the Wind. Only when this state stabilizes will he know which one he really likes.

At the same time, he had just flown for more than half an hour. Although he was not flying at full power every moment, the frequent violent changes in direction and rapid changes in altitude also consumed a lot of Spirit Power. A rough calculation showed that if he used With the Wind to travel, the single-trip endurance should only be a little over one hundred kilometers. And his current endurance using the Cloud Sky Technique can be stabilized at around one hundred and eighty kilometers; if flying at a speed of one hundred and fifty kilometers per hour, the endurance is also around one hundred and thirty or forty.

It is hard to say which one he will like more.

Chen Shu got on his bicycle and headed into the city.

Zhilan Garden, No. 12.

As soon as Chen Shu pushed the door open, he saw Qingqing squatting on the ground, planting a small flower seedling.

The other few pits were also planted.

"Gardening, Ning Shener?"

"..."

"What kind is this?"

"The same as the original ones."

"Oh, this one is Night-Illuminating Clear, what about these few?"

"Early Makeup, Qian Te, Zhaojun, Luo Shen."

"What a pity." Chen Shu shook his head; the original ones had grown so big. "It will take a long time to grow from a small seedling back to the original appearance, right?"

"Ground planting grows fast. If enough Spirit Fertilizer is applied, it can grow back in a year." Ning Qing answered in a low voice, asking without looking back, "Where did you go?"

"Went to practice a Flying Spell..." Chen Shu paused. "Why haven't you learned to fly yet? Hurry up and come be a pair of immortal lovers."

"Not that fast."

"So weak."

"..."

"I'm going back to my room, you keep fussing with it."

Chen Shu walked back into the house and saw Xiaoxiao standing up with a cup to get water, so he asked casually: "Xiaoxiao, is it fun being a freshman volunteer?"

The little girl was focused on getting water and didn't hear anything.

Chen Shu looked at her appearance and couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

At this moment, his mood was like that of an old father, looking at the daughter he had raised with such hard work; he both hoped she would never grow up and hoped she would grow up quickly. But he was anxious if she never grew up, and he couldn't help but feel anxious if she grew up all at once.

Over this weekend, Chen Shu mastered the spell With the Wind.

In the days that followed, he first integrated the Cloud Sky Technique into the Thousand Machine Art, and used the intervals of fatigue to make fine-tuning and modifications to With the Wind, making it better meet his personal needs and usage habits, and having a higher compatibility with himself. The next goal was to integrate With the Wind into the Thousand Machine Art as well.

It is estimated that it will take a semester.

However, this process tests Spirit Soul strength and easily leads to fatigue, so it cannot be spent on this all day; one still needs to balance work and rest.

After finishing the revisions for *Rising with the Wind*, Chen Shu used his spare time to study the Spirit Body.

The Spirit Body is a Secret Technique of the Spirit Sect Spirit Cultivator, a sect-protecting secret art no less inferior to the Ming Sect's Undefeated True Body, the Buddhist Sect's Three-Headed Six-Armed Subduing Demon Golden Body, or the Daoist Summoning God Technique; it has likewise evolved over thousands of years into an extremely vast system.

The essence of this Secret Technique is to resolve the contradiction between the Spirit Sea and the physical body of a High-level Practitioner—

A High-level Practitioner's Spirit Sea is too powerful, and when a Spirit Cultivator casts a Spell, the explosive power is shockingly high, requiring a much greater transmission of Spirit Power than other systems, making the physical body a burden when it comes to channeling that power. Therefore, the Spirit Body is essentially the materialization of the Spirit Sea; when the Spirit Body is cultivated to the extreme, one can ignore the shackles of the body and use the Spirit Body to empty the entire Spirit Power reserve of the Spirit Sea in an instant.

It is a bit fast...

In current combat, isn't it all about speed?

As long as you can wipe out all your enemies in one second, what does it matter if you have no Spirit Power left after that second?

Unparalleled explosive power is the romance that belongs to a Spirit Cultivator.

The three volumes Chen Shu obtained, *Spirit Body: Basic Principles (1)* and the subsequent 2 and 3, are merely introductions to the principles related to the Spirit Body; in other words, they are the basic knowledge for cultivating the Spirit Body. After reading these three books, you will understand what the Spirit Body is and what principles are used, and only then can you formally begin to cultivate this Secret Technique; formal cultivation requires other books and must be coordinated with guidance from one's master.

In short, it is very troublesome.

In the blink of an eye, August arrived.

The temperature cooled down rapidly.

As the new president of the Poetry Club, Meng Chunqiu was a new official taking office; he pretended to be high-spirited outside, but as soon as he returned to the dormitory, he was anxious to the point of madness, spending every day either pacing back and forth in the living room or running to the balcony to knock on Chen Shu's door—it was more tiring than being an Emperor.

Subsequently, at Chen Shu's suggestion, Meng Chunqiu organized a "Three-Line Love Poem Collection Activity" as a club event for the Mid-Autumn Festival, which was very popular.

For a time, the whole school was swept up in a craze for three-line love poems.

Even the most unrefined men would often recite a couple of lines to their roommates in the dormitory.

Meng Chunqiu walked with his chin held high every day.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Chen Shu took Qingqing, Xiaoxiao, Chen Banxia, and Zhang Suannai to watch the National Comprehensive Academy's Mid-Autumn Gala. Don't ask why he brought so many people; if you ask, it's because the group owner's tickets were free and plentiful, and it would be a waste not to take advantage of it.

The program was indeed very good, with high artistic value.

There were also quite a few celebrities in attendance.

Crown Princess Zhusha was there as well.

Chen Shu had been looking forward to it since last year, and having looked forward to it until this year, he was not disappointed.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, it was soon the end of August.

The end of August was Xiaoxiao's eighteenth birthday.

An eighteenth birthday is very important, meaning Xiaoxiao was about to transition from a little child to a big child, so Chen Shu naturally had to prepare a large table of food for her. It was a pity that this little girl, like her sister, had no good friends in her class, otherwise she could have invited a few little sisters over to the house.

On the morning of August 26th.

Chen Shu first went to the vegetable market to meet up with Qingqing and buy the groceries.

Whatever else could be said about Xiaoxiao's birthday, the food was easy to buy; you could find half of what you needed at any vegetable shop.

When they returned home, a mini car was already parked in the ground parking space next to the courtyard; it looked as if it hadn't grown up yet, with a fresh and simple color scheme and even a convertible top—Chen Shu almost didn't see it before walking up to the parking space.

"This seems to be Chen Banxia's car."

"It is."

"She arrived quite early."

"Mm."

Ning Qing stepped forward and pushed the door open.

Inside were two figures, one tall and one short.

The short one was sweeping the floor, and the tall one was wandering around aimlessly.

Zhang Suannai was wearing a slightly pinkish loose long-sleeved shirt, a gray-white hat, light blue skinny jeans, and white high-top shoes, which drew everyone's gaze to her legs, and her outfit was full of youthful vitality and energy.

"Zhang Suannai is here too."

"Oh! Has the chef arrived?" Zhang Suannai turned back to look at Chen Shu, "I came with Chen Banxia; I rode in her car. Her car is so much fun, did you see it?"

"I saw it."

"What is going on here—"

Zhang Suannai reached out her hand, twisted her body, and pointed her fingers one by one at the small rose bushes in the courtyard, blinking her eyes as she looked at the two of them: "I remember there were some big flowers here before, right? Why were they replaced with small ones?"

"They died."

"How did they die?"

"Drowned."

"Flowers can drown?"

"Yes, if there's too much water, the roots will rot; it's clear you didn't study biology well when you were a child."

"Oh, oh..."

Zhang Suannai showed a look of regret, pointing to the spot where the Night-Shining Clear was: "I remember there was a blue-purple rose planted here, wasn't there? One time when I was leaving, you even picked a bouquet for me to take away; that flower was so fragrant, I quite liked it."

"..." Chen Shu pursed his lips, "Qingqing liked it quite a bit too."

"What was its name again?"

"... It doesn't matter, what's planted now is the same one; it will grow back to its original size soon. Actually, it already had buds before, but Qingqing pinched them off to make it grow faster."

Zhang Suannai stared at his expression, but frowned, feeling a bit strange.

After pondering for a few seconds, she asked again:

"What is it called?"

"I don't want to say."

"Why?"

"It's not good for you if I say it."

"Why?"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to eat."

"No way! My curiosity is very strong!"

Zhang Suannai's expression turned serious; not hearing the answer made her feel itchy inside, as if ants were crawling all over her, and she would be stifled to death if she had to wait until dinner.

"What is it actually called?"

"I'm going to go cook..."

Chen Shu carried the vegetables and walked straight toward the kitchen.

Zhang Suannai watched his back, her brows tightly furrowed, and she reached out to scratch the back of her head.

Just then, the little girl came over to her while sweeping the floor; the fallen leaves on the ground had piled up layer upon layer, and since another wave of beautiful flowers had bloomed at the start of autumn, some with short blooming periods had already shed their petals, all of which were now being swept into a pile by her.

Seeing this, Zhang Suannai decisively turned her head and asked, "Xiaoxiao, what is this flower called?"

"Zhao Ye Qing."

"Zhao what??"

"Zhao Ye Qing."

"Which 'Zhao'? Which 'Ye'? Which 'Qing'?"

"The 'Zhao' in Zhao Ye Qing, the 'Ye' in Zhao Ye Qing, and the 'Qing' in Zhao Ye Qing."

"!!!"

Zhang Suannai looked as if she had been struck by lightning.