Elven cultivators

For the next seven days.

Anton did not teach any cultivation methods. Instead, he spent his days in the Preaching Pavilion teaching the twelve students the basics of the path to immortality.

It begins with spiritual energy, then moves on to the mutual generation and restraint of the five elements, spiritual root attributes, dantian and qi sea, spiritual perception, and the division of various realms of cultivation, as well as an overview of side skills such as talismans, formations, alchemy, and weapon crafting.

Anton explained in great detail, and the students listened attentively.

Although many concepts were still too profound for them, fortunately, Anton's teaching style was simple and easy to understand, and he often used things from the Dawn Continent as analogies, so that they were not completely confused.

After seven days, the children had gained a basic understanding of the path to immortality.

On the morning of the eighth day, Anton stood in front of the stone wall of the Preaching Pavilion. Instead of starting his lecture as usual, he casually waved his hand, and twelve books appeared out of thin air in front of him.

"Starting today, I will formally teach you the techniques."

Anton's gaze swept over the twelve young faces.

"Cultivation techniques are the foundation of immortality cultivation. They determine your future growth rate and upper limit, as well as how far you can go on this path."

"Different spiritual root attributes require different cultivation methods."

"Next, I will teach you cultivation techniques that are suitable for each of you, based on your spiritual roots."

Anton first looked at Lucius, who was sitting on the left side of the front row.

The silver-gray-haired boy remained taciturn, rarely speaking for the past seven days, but each question he posed was insightful and demonstrated a depth of thought far beyond his peers.

Anton had secretly observed that Lucius possessed exceptional focus and patience, capable of immersing himself in a task for an extended period without feeling tired.

Such a mindset is far more precious than spiritual roots on the path of cultivation.

"Lucius, you possess both metal and fire spiritual roots," Anton said. "The cultivation technique I will pass on to you is called 'Burning Heaven Refining Edge'."

"This technique is inspired by the idea of ​​'using fire as a furnace to forge a sharp edge through repeated tempering.' It uses fire as a furnace and gold as a blank to repeatedly forge and temper its sharpness."

"Those who cultivate this technique not only emphasize the accumulation of spiritual energy, but also the words 'intention' and 'sharpness.' It is best suited to be combined with sword techniques and sword energy spells. When it is used, it is like a divine weapon that has been tempered a thousand times and then unsheathed, sharp and invincible."

As Anton finished speaking, the leftmost of the twelve books floated out and landed in front of Lucius.

Anton had long noticed Lucius's deep affection for swords.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will most likely follow the path of sword cultivation in the future.

The "Burning Heaven Refining Edge" technique is the best way to hone a cultivator's spiritual energy, laying a solid foundation for future cultivation of flying sword techniques.

"From today onwards, you will use this method as your foundation and practice diligently without ceasing."

Lucius accepted the book with both hands, a rare glint of light flashing in his usually calm eyes, and nodded solemnly.

"I understand, teacher."

Anton then looked at Flora.

The gentle girl was sitting gracefully on the futon, her posture as serene as water.

"Flora, you possess the three spiritual roots of water, wood, and earth," Anton said. "The cultivation technique I will impart to you is called the 'Azure Flower Everlasting Spring Technique'."

As he spoke, another book flew out and landed on Flora.

"This practice is based on wood and nourished by water and soil, taking the meaning of 'eternal youth and endless life'."

"Those who practice this technique have abundant vitality, recover from injuries extremely quickly, and are proficient in healing and support techniques."

"At higher levels, one can even cultivate spiritual plants, using grass and trees as soldiers, making one person a mobile army."

Flora's eyes brightened slightly as she accepted the book with both hands, her voice soft yet firm: "Thank you, teacher. I will cultivate diligently."

Anton nodded to her, then turned his gaze to Mia.

The lively girl was fidgeting on the futon, swaying slightly like a sapling being swayed by the wind.

Seeing Anton looking over, he quickly straightened his back and put on a well-behaved look.

"Mia, you have both metal and fire spiritual roots, just like Lucius, but your situations are different."

"Lucius is calm and collected, which makes him suitable for the path of swordsmanship that focuses on controlling the sword with intention and killing with a single blow. You, on the other hand, are lively and quick-witted, which makes you unsuitable for the ascetic style of swordsmanship."

"So I'm going to send you 'Crimson Star Rain'."

"This technique does not emphasize weapons, but rather magic. It takes fire as its foundation and metal as its catalyst. Fire borrows the power of metal to transform into a sky full of stars, covering all directions."

"Those who cultivate this technique will possess top-tier magical power among cultivators of the same level."

Mia's eyes lit up instantly.

As soon as the book floated over, she eagerly took it, hugged it to her arms, looked up, and gave Anton a big smile.

"Thank you, teacher."

Anton finally looked at Ryan, who was sitting in the corner.

The latter sat upright, his eyes revealing tension and anticipation.

During those seven days, Ryan was one of the most attentive students in class.

Anton saw his diligence and focus.

"Ryan, you have a fire elemental root and possess the Haoyang True Body."

"The Haoyang True Body is a rare Yang-attribute spiritual body. Born near fire, its flesh, blood, tendons, and bones are a furnace of their own, making it most suitable for cultivating fire-attribute and Yang-attribute techniques, allowing it to progress by leaps and bounds in a day."

"The technique I will pass on to you is called 'The Great Sun True Explanation'."

"This technique is based on the ancient fire path. Those who cultivate this technique will have the power of the blazing sun in every move they make. Their true essence is profound and long-lasting, like the sun moving through the sky, inexhaustible. When facing an enemy, there is no need to pursue strange and unpredictable changes. Being upright and using the power to overwhelm others is enough to crush the vast majority of opponents."

"Of course, the more powerful the cultivation technique, the more difficult it is to cultivate. Even with the Haoyang True Body, if one slacks off in cultivation, one will still be surpassed by others."

Ryan nodded vigorously and caught the flying book with both hands.

He knew that the teacher's last words were addressed not only to him, but also to the other children.

Talent is just the starting point. What truly determines how far you can go is never what you are born with, but rather your daily persistence and hard work.

Anton then distributed the cultivation manuals to the other eight children one by one, bestowing upon them the corresponding inheritance based on their respective spiritual root attributes.

Each one was a top-tier cultivation technique he had carefully selected from the Great Dao Jade Slips. In the cultivation world, it would be enough to make countless rogue cultivators fight tooth and nail for it.

Among them, Ryan's "The Great Sun True Explanation" is one of the best among the first-class lineages, almost ranking among the top lineages.

It's not that he's unwilling to teach his students top-tier techniques, but rather that the more advanced the technique, the more difficult it is to cultivate.

When he first cultivated the Primordial Returning to the Source Technique, it took him a full five years to refine his first breath of spiritual energy, giving him a deep understanding of the difficulty of top-tier cultivation techniques.

Even if this group of students has the assistance of the spirit-gathering array and his guidance, and their starting point is much higher than his back then, there is no need for them to insist on challenging the highest difficulty.

After all, one of his personal reasons for mentoring students was that once they grew up, he wouldn't have to do many things himself anymore.

For example, drawing talismans, refining low-level pills, collecting the essence of the sun and moon, setting up simple formations... these trivial but indispensable tasks can be completely handed over to students.

Thinking of the essence of the sun and moon, Anton frowned slightly.

Not long ago, he broke through to the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, just one step away from perfection.

The materials needed to refine the Condensation Pill have not yet been gathered.

He has gathered all five main ingredients and accumulated enough Moon Essence Elixir. Not long ago, he refined Moon Marrow.

The only missing element is the Yang element, which remains unresolved.

"If we can't find suitable materials, we can only wait for these students to grow up and let them collect the essence of the sun and moon."

Anton sighed softly.

Although it is a long process, it is at least a feasible path.

"Let's wait and see."

Anton snapped out of his thoughts and turned to look at the hall.

The children are already engrossed in reading the classics.

Some frowned, some seemed lost in thought, and some had already closed their eyes, beginning to try to understand.

Seeing this, Anton smiled slightly.

Although the path of cultivation is long, seeing these young faces gives him more hope for the future.

……

Cresso Dragon City.

Council chamber.

The enormous light source embedded in the dome emitted a bright and even white light, but it could not dispel the gloom on Aurelion's face.

He sat alone on the stone chair at the head of the round table, gazing at the table before him in silence.

Since the Battle of Gray Rock Pass, Dragon City has been in an extremely awkward and embarrassing situation.

The Dragonborn, whose military might once covered the entire Eldron Plains, now dare not even venture out of Dragon City.

From the governors to the ordinary dragonborn soldiers, anyone who dares to step out of the gates of Dragon City will inevitably be attacked by the Fallen Dragon Society before long.

Those guys were like sharks that had smelled blood, staring intently at Longcheng, ready to pounce and tear him apart at any opportunity.

As a result, Dragon City has now completely lost control of the Eldron Plains.

Those vassal races that once trembled under the dragon's might are now baring their fangs one after another.

Some reduced the resources offered as tribute, substituting inferior goods for superior ones.

Some used various excuses to delay the tribute delivery.

Even worse, some simply refuse to offer tribute, not even bothering with the pretense.

If it weren't for the City Lord and the Dragon Court behind Dragon City, these vassal races would probably have done much more than just make underhanded moves.

"A damned inferior race!"

With no other consuls present, Aurelion unleashed his fury without restraint.

Once upon a time, Crestoron City was the absolute ruler of the Eldron Plains.

Wherever the dragon flag goes, all races submit.

But now, those inferior races that once trembled under the dragon's might actually dare to openly defy the will of Dragon City.

And all of this stems from one person.

Canglan!

The name was like a thorn, deeply embedded in Aurelion's heart.

It was because of him that the prestige of Crestor City plummeted.

Only then would the Meteor Dragons dare to act with impunity on the plains.

Only those vassal races dare to harbor disloyal thoughts.

Orion wished he could skin Canglan alive and tear him apart!

The frustrating thing is that he simply couldn't do anything about that person.

Unless Canglan loses his mind and launches an attack on Dragon City, he is no match for him even if he faces him head-on.

"If it's the city lord himself who takes action..."

The thought had barely crossed Aurelion's mind when a sudden tremor ran through his heart.

A very familiar tremor, originating from the depths of one's blood, suddenly surged forth.

He was slightly taken aback, then his face lit up with wild joy. He suddenly stood up from the stone chair, and in a flash, he disappeared from the council hall.