Aiden Nightshade chanted in an ancient divine tongue, and his body slowly began to float.

It seemed as if the wind was holding him up.

"Is this what they call Windriding?"

Aiden Nightshade mused to himself, somewhat astonished.

However, after lifting just half a meter off the ground, Aiden Nightshade fell back down.

"Why can't I fly?"

Aiden Nightshade looked at Elder Eron Grimwald with some confusion, the latter just as stunned.

Having successfully taken flight, why couldn't he fly into the mid-air like Elder Eron Grimwald?

"You lack spiritual energy. The burst of spiritual energy you absorbed was barely enough to let you Windride half a meter high!"

If it were anyone else, Eron Grimwald certainly wouldn't answer.

But the one asking was the almost monstrously perceptive Aiden Nightshade.

Naturally, Elder Eron Grimwald made an exception to respond.

"So that's how it is!"

Aiden Nightshade nodded.

It all related to spiritual energy, so he would need to absorb more of it.

"Double the absorption of spiritual energy!"

Just as Eron Grimwald was about to invite Aiden Nightshade to join Arcanum Hall,

Aiden Nightshade let out a low shout, still using the ancient divine language.

This time, even Eron Grimwald couldn't understand it.

But the changes around them made it clear to Eron Grimwald how powerful this ancient divine statement was.

A sudden gust of wind appeared out of nowhere, not natural wind, but caused by the surge of spiritual energy around, bringing the gale with it.

Streams of spiritual energy rushed straight into Aiden Nightshade's body.

Crack!

Aiden Nightshade felt a comfortable cracking sound within his bones.

"This... This rate of energy absorption is no less than the techniques of Arcanum Hall!"

Eron Grimwald, sensing the fluctuations of spiritual energy around him, showed a look of surprise.

Such a speed of absorbing spiritual energy, Eron Grimwald had only seen with the old fellows and the sect leader of Arcanum Hall.

"Still not enough!"

Feeling the comfortable flow of spiritual energy, Aiden Nightshade still thought the speed wasn't fast enough.

He had already become acutely aware of the existence of spiritual energy.

Now he had some understanding of its quantity as well.

Without any hesitation, Aiden Nightshade called out softly: "Triple the absorption of spiritual energy!"

As his voice fell, the surrounding spiritual energy surged even faster.

Each stream that poured into Aiden Nightshade's body was even thicker.

"No... Impossible, this has far surpassed the cultivation techniques of Arcanum Hall!"

Elder Eron Grimwald stood by, too shocked to speak.

"Comfortable!"

Aiden Nightshade, feeling the massive influx of spiritual energy, immediately sensed a powerful force converging in his limbs.

His bones crackled like popping beans.

At that moment, Aiden Nightshade felt that with one punch, he could shatter stones.

Just then, a figure floated over from Arcanum Hall.

Afterwards, she landed not far in front of Aiden Nightshade.

She was a young woman dressed in a light blue gauze dress, with a white sheer draped over her shoulders. When a breeze blew by, it gave her an ethereal and otherworldly air.

Her black hair was loosely draped over her shoulders, softening her features.

"Sect Master!"

As the woman landed, Eron Grimwald hurried to say respectfully.

"Greetings to the Sect Master!"

Following Eron Grimwald's words, the disciples below, and many young people from various dynasties, promptly paid their respects.

Hearing the noise, Aiden Nightshade opened his eyes to look at the woman in front of him, sizing her up with some curiosity.

He hadn't expected the leader of the Arcanum Hall to be such a beauty.

"Is that the Sect Master of Arcanum Hall?"

"So... so beautiful!"

"Why has she come out? Because of that person from the lower dynasty?"

"No... no way!"

At this moment, many young people from the various dynasties were also captivated by the beauty of the Sect Master of Arcanum Hall.

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However, they were also curious as to why the Sect Master would appear here.

They hadn't started cultivating yet, so naturally, they couldn't sense the spiritual energy and were filled with doubts.

"How did you do it?"

The Sect Master of Arcanum Hall didn't pay attention to the others at that moment.

She stared at Aiden Nightshade for a while, a trace of surprise in her eyes.

As the Sect Master of Arcanum Hall, she was quite familiar with the cultivation methods within the sect.

There was no cultivation technique in Arcanum Hall that could absorb spiritual energy at such a rapid pace.

Hearing the Sect Master's question, both Elder Eron Grimwald and the disciples showed expectant looks.

Aiden Nightshade pointed to the diagram drawn with the language of the ancient gods and said, "Look at this!"

"What's written here are the most basic cultivation techniques; they cannot possibly cause such a strong absorption speed."

The technique used for the test was the most basic within Arcanum Hall, which the Sect Master was naturally aware of.

Even if one could really understand the cultivation techniques from it, they certainly couldn't absorb spiritual energy so powerfully.

"Um, I've improved it a bit!"

Aiden Nightshade said without blushing or skipping a beat.

Since he couldn't disclose his transmigration, nor could he mention his understanding of the ancient divine language... which in his case was Chinese, it was better to say he had improved it himself.

"Im... improved it?"

The beautiful Sect Master showed a look of shock on her face at Aiden Nightshade's words.

Aiden Nightshade didn't know that improving a cultivation technique was even more unbelievable to them than his familiarity with the ancient divine language.

"Um, it's simple!"

Aiden Nightshade added another shocking statement as if it were nothing surprising.

"Simple... simple?"

Whether it was the Sect Master of Arcanum Hall or Elder Eron Grimwald and the few disciples standing close by, all were stunned by Aiden Nightshade's remarks.

"Arrogant!"

One of the disciples, unaware of how fast Aiden Nightshade had absorbed spiritual energy just now, thought he was merely boasting.

He couldn't help but comment disdainfully.

He then uttered a low command: "Condense Sword!"

A sword materialized in his hand as he slowly spoke, "Don't think that just because you can recite the language of the ancient deities, you can be so arrogant. Can you comprehend this move of mine?"

The master of the Arcanum Hall and Elder Eron Grimwald did not stop the disciple.

They, too, wanted to see how strong Aiden Nightshade's comprehension was.

Aiden Nightshade, of course, could hear and see clearly.

With a faint smile, he uttered softly: "Dissolve!"

Wrong!

The pronunciation was completely different!

He couldn't replicate it!

The pronunciation was completely different!

"Indeed, it's just... impossible!"

The Arcanum Hall disciple was about to scoff.

But in the next second, the sword he had formed with his spiritual energy dissipated.

No one knew what had happened.

Only the master of the Arcanum Hall was staring intently at Aiden Nightshade.

She had felt a surge of spiritual energy from Aiden Nightshade just then.

And it was at that moment that the disciple's energy sword instantly fell apart.

"Is this also something you've comprehended?" asked the master of the Arcanum Hall, staring at Aiden Nightshade. She herself would need to properly comprehend the ancient deity's language before possibly being able to recite it.

Such a powerful language of the ancient deities, could he... confidently comprehend it as well?

"Sort of! It's just the reverse of the ancient deity's language he showed off!" Aiden Nightshade said ambiguously.

As he spoke, he opened his hand and commanded towards the disciple: "Condense Spear!"

Instantly, a spear coalesced in his hand, of course, as a cold weapon, not a firearm.

The tip of the spear was right against the disciple's throat.

"Gulp!"

Looking at Aiden Nightshade's seemingly amused expression, the disciple nervously swallowed.