X-Dragon Era

Facing a challenge was unavoidable; regardless of whether those two chiefs were willing or not, they had to accept it. However… as challengers, they faced significant restrictions. If they failed, the consequences were unimaginable.

If the challenge failed, Xin Yun and Ming Xuan would both be demoted to the next lower-level academy, unable to continue studying at the main academy. Moreover… even if they succeeded, for the following week, those two chiefs could challenge them once a day, a total of seven opportunities. If the chiefs won just one match, it would count as a failure for Xin Yun and Ming Xuan.

The reason for these arrangements was to avoid randomness. To challenge a chief, one must have absolute confidence in success; simply defeating them once wasn't enough. One had to dominate every single encounter, or else, defeat was almost certain.

Of course, Xin Yun and Ming Xuan wouldn't have this problem unless they encountered their own companions; otherwise, they were absolutely confident no matter who they faced.

At night, Xin Yun sat cross-legged in a secret chamber, breathing with exceptional regularity. Tomorrow was the date of the challenge; first, he would take the challenge, and then, after a day's break, it would be Ming Xuan's turn, facing the chief of Red Class One.

Although both of them were absolutely confident about this challenge, what frustrated Xin Yun was that, despite successfully achieving the union of nine dragons and reaching the realm of Silver Ten Stars in the past year, he was just one step away from reaching the Gold Order and becoming a One Star master in gold. Yet that one elusive step had held Xin Yun back for over half a year!

In fact, it wasn't just Xin Yun. Aside from Ming Xuan, who had long been a master of the Gold Order and had recently broken through to Three Stars in gold, Yi Luo Xiang and Yan Qingying were also stuck at this threshold. Currently, all three of them were at the strength of Silver Ten Stars, and as soon as they had a breakthrough in the powers of the Gold Order, they could step into it and become One Star masters in gold.

One should know that to advance to the Third-year Phase, aside from overcoming the challenges outside, the most important condition was definitely to enter the Gold Order. Otherwise, even if one won, it would be useless; the Third-year Phase taught skills and methods specific to the Gold Order, and those who passed with Silver Order proficiency wouldn't be able to use them, lacking the capacity to perform them.

The Gold Order taught techniques and methods after energy liquefaction, whereas before the Gold Order, energy was in a fog-like state, and one couldn't learn anything at all.

Only one month was left until the assessment, and if one still couldn't enter the Gold Order by then, they could only continue to stay behind and further their studies here.

However, on the flip side, the state of Xin Yun and the others was quite bizarre. Generally speaking, those who could be directly shortlisted were definitely masters of the Gold Order. Compared to earning the shortlist, reaching Gold Order proficiency was easier, yet these three somehow managed to do the opposite. The most difficult achievement was readily secured by them, but the otherwise easily met condition had snagged all three of them together.

At this moment, Xin Yun was sinking his consciousness into the Dragon Ball. Looking around, there was a dense expanse of azure fog. Amidst the churning clouds, the azure Yinglong soared freely. But... how exactly does one turn the fog-like energy within the Dragon Ball into a liquid state?

Furrowing his brows tightly, the so-called fog was in fact a collection of tiny droplets formed by the condensation of water, which actually belongs to the category of liquids, right? But its form was closer to that of a gas, and between gas and liquid, it was neither gas nor liquid, sigh...

Scratching his head in distress, Xin Yun stared at the vast blue fog before him, feeling quite overwhelmed. According to Xin Yun's knowledge, when warm and moist air currents encountered a cold air mass, or after humid and hot air rose and cooled, it could condense into fog and then transform into rain.

The problem was that although Xin Yun remembered it this way, even he wasn't sure if this was correct. Now… the energy inside the Dragon Ball was saturated, no longer capable of absorbing even a bit more. So, quantity was no longer a consideration; the key was a qualitative change.

During his contemplation, Xin Yun finally came to a conclusion. To turn fog into rain, he could only absorb the power of profound cold. With that thought, Xin Yun slapped his thigh. Although unsure if this inference was correct, there were no other options available, so he decided to give it a try. Your journey continues on My Virtual Library Empire

While pondering, Xin Yun took out the Tai Chi Diagram, instantly connecting to Lán Sè at the headquarters. Even though he had left that place a year ago, Xin Yun often chatted with Lán Sè through the Tai Chi Diagram. Thus, the two had become confidants, talking about everything and anything.

After connecting with Lán Sè, Xin Yun was in no mood for banter, urgently saying, "Lán Sè, do me a favor. Quickly find me a piece of Profound Ice that's colder. It has an important use. Remember, the colder, the better!"

Upon hearing Xin Yun's words, Lán Sè didn't hesitate, immediately closing the communication channel. Then she disappeared for a week. In between, Xin Yun contacted her a few times, but she only briefly reported that she was searching and quickly hung up without giving Xin Yun a chance to inquire further.

Leaving aside Xin Yun's anxious wait, on the other side... Lán Sè was speeding through glaciers, drilling her way to the bottom of the ice field. Since Xin Yun needed the best Profound Ice, she was determined to find it for him.

If he just wanted ordinary Profound Ice, it was everywhere here. The entire Fanghu Immortal Mountain was covered in it; picking out a piece would be fine. But... it was rare for Xin Yun to entrust her with something, and now that he was so serious in handing over this task, how could she not treat it with equal seriousness?