My name is Wei Qing, and I want to fight the Xiongnu.

Wei Qing looked down at the panda cub at his feet... asleep.

Chapter Sixty: Heaven is Mysterious and Earth is Yellow (End of this Volume)

Adult tarantulas are very powerful, but cubs have a fighting strength of about five.

It has virtually no fighting ability; all it can do is act cute.

Wei Qing wondered, what difference would it make if the cubs were left in Yangxin Prefecture or left here?

But on second thought, there is a difference.

In Yangxin Prefecture, one can eat until they're stuffed.

"Let's ask it when it wakes up."

Wei Qing himself didn't really take it too seriously. The reason he chose to carry it with him was because he felt sorry for the panda cub and heard it say, "If you're afraid of dying, can you just not go?"

Unexpectedly, after Wei Qing said this, the bear cub, whether it heard or sensed it, woke up from its sleep, hugged Wei Qing's leg with its two little paws, and said with teary eyes, "Boss, boss, you can't leave us. We want to follow you, not women. Women are all tigers, so scary."

Wei Qing: "..."

Liu Yangxin, standing to the side, forced a "kind" smile, then grabbed the bear cub's fur and kicked it off the phoenix carriage like a football.

What a heartless little brat! If you want to go to the Imperial Academy, you should get rid of your lazy and gluttonous habits first.

And you know what? The bear cubs may have short legs, but they're surprisingly fast when they get going, managing to keep up with the speed of the phoenix chaser... although... although the two phoenixes aren't flying, they're just pacing.

Weapons, soft armor, and mounts.

With the three necessary items finally collected, Wei Qing and Liu Yangxin embarked on their journey home.

When they returned to Pingyang Prefecture, Xu Yun had already personally delivered the weapons.

It was a very ordinary-looking ring-pommel sword, with the special symbol of the Xu family engraved on the scabbard, which could also be considered a form of self-advertising.

In front of Xu Yun, Wei Qing drew the knife from its sheath. He tried wielding it a few times and nodded to himself, thinking to himself, "This is a knife for killing."

It doesn't have many fancy patterns, and its shape is not as narrow and elongated as the popular weapons in Chang'an. The first impression it gives is that it is simple, extremely simple.

"A fine knife!"

Although Wei Qing did not understand the art of swordsmanship, he had killed barbarians, many of them, and knew which weapons were more suitable for killing.

Upon hearing Wei Qing's praise, Xu Yun laughed and said, "Haha, Young Master Wei has a discerning eye. As the saying goes, a fine sword is given to a hero. It is an opportunity for this sword to follow Young Master Wei. Perhaps in a few years, this weapon will be upgraded to a true Xuan weapon."

"Mysterious Weapon?"

Xu Yun explained: "Yes, the Book of Changes records that the heavens are dark and the earth is yellow, to explain the origin of the heavenly way and the movement of the sun, moon and stars. Later generations extended this to mean that heaven and earth are dark and yellow, and used it as a classification of ranks."

However... only weapons imbued with spirit are graded; ordinary weapons are called "embryos." This ring-pommel sword is an embryo of a mystical weapon, not a true mystical weapon. The dagger forged by our ancestor to assassinate the First Emperor was an embryo of a celestial weapon.

Our ancestors said countless times that if they had forged the sword with their own bodies, turning that dagger into a true heavenly weapon, perhaps Jing Ke would not have failed in his assassination attempt on the First Emperor.

The artifact possesses a spirit, but the embryonic form is lacking.

Upon hearing this, Wei Qing took out his blood-stained blade and said, "The blood-stained blade is a spiritual weapon? Then my woodcutter's knife is a spiritual weapon, right? What level is it?"

Xu Yun guessed and said, "It's probably the strongest Yellow Rank, right? Blood Blade is a type of spiritual weapon, but it's also the rarest and strongest of all spiritual weapons, and it's the fewest in number and the most difficult to control. Theoretically, any Blood Blade can grow into a Heavenly Weapon, but that's just theory."

Wei Qing understood that, just like the woodcutter's axe in his hand, it could indeed become stronger, but the problem was that its durability had reached its limit, and it would probably break after a few more chops.

A shattered blood-stained blade is not worth reforging.

However, there was still something he didn't understand: "Since Mr. Xu's ancestor was a first-class sword-making master, couldn't he have forged a Heaven-rank spiritual weapon? Why did he have to consider forging a sword with his own body?"

"No time!"

Xu Yun said helplessly, "If there had been enough time, with the abilities of our ancestors and the full support of the Yan Kingdom, we could definitely have forged a Heaven-Rank dagger. Unfortunately, the First Emperor will not give the Yan Kingdom that much time."

The materials needed to craft a magical artifact and a basic artifact are the same; the difference lies in the skills, effort, and time required.

Mrs. Xu has the skills and energy; what she lacks is time.

Even the most skilled swordsmith, capable of forging ten weapons in a second, would only spit a mouthful of salt water in your face.

"Mr. Xu, could you tell me more about the Heavenly Rank Spiritual Artifacts?"

It's hard for a man not to be interested in weapons, and Wei Qing was no exception.

Xu Yun's forging skills are nothing to brag about, but he can come up with these kinds of gossip and legends with ease: "Speaking of Heavenly Rank spiritual artifacts, we have to mention the Ten Great Spiritual Artifacts."

"The Ten Great Spiritual Artifacts?"

"That's right! The so-called Ten Great Spiritual Artifacts are also ten Heavenly Rank divine swords. They are the Holy Sword: Xuanyuan Xia Yu;

The Sword of Benevolence: Zhanlu;

The Sword of the Emperor: Crimson Sky;

Sword of Might: Tai'a;

The Sword of Integrity: Seven Star Dragon Abyss;

Swords of Passion: Gan Jiang/Mo Xie;

The Sword of Unparalleled Courage: Fish Intestine;

The peerless and noble sword: Chun Jun;

The exquisite and elegant sword: Cheng Ying!

Celestial weapons possess spirits; to use them, one must obtain their approval. Otherwise, even with a body as powerful as the sun, moon, and stars, it would be impossible to draw the sword from its sheath. Even an eternally invincible being who forcibly uses it will be met with a backlash from the weapon.

Upon hearing this, Wei Qing suddenly remembered the sword that Cao Can had given him, which was also the sword that Han Xin had used.

Wei Qing had tried to pull out this sword before, but he couldn't no matter what he did; it seemed to be rusted shut.

Could it be that... that sword is also a so-called Heavenly Rank Divine Weapon?

The more Wei Qing thought about it, the more likely it seemed. If it was just a rusted weapon, even if he couldn't draw it, he could at least sense something.

But in reality, every time he tried to draw the sword, he felt as if his strength had vanished into thin air, as if his power had been completely drained.

However, Wei Qing did not show any excitement. He said that this was just his speculation. Even if it really was a divine weapon of the Heaven Rank, what difference was there between a Heaven Rank weapon that could not be used and a piece of broken copper and scrap iron?

Even scrap metal can be melted down and recast.

Wei Qing asked some more questions about the legends surrounding the weapons. As darkness fell, Wei Qing stepped out of the house, bowed to Xu Yun again to express his gratitude, and then saw him off from Yangxin Prefecture.

Back in my dorm room, Qiuqiu was already asleep. Qiuqiu was the name of the bear cub, given to it by its parents when they were alive, and the name was quite fitting.

When it sleeps hugging itself, it really looks just like a ball.

Walking under the window, the moon is bright and the stars are few tonight. The bright moonlight shines on the earth, covering it with a thin layer of silver.

Wei Qing stretched out his left hand, took off his fingerless glove, and looked at his little finger.

I wonder how my mother and sisters are doing, and whether I will implicate them in the future.

Perhaps... perhaps they've already forgotten they even exist?

Forgetting is better; remembering only adds to your sorrow.

I'm going to Taixueyuan tomorrow... It must be so much fun there!

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Volume Two: The Famous Tai Academy

Chapter 1: This Year's Extraordinary

The next day, before dawn, Wei Qing woke up the still-sleeping Meatball.

Without informing Liu Yangxin, a conflict is bound to occur at the Imperial Academy today. It's better to go separately from Liu Yangxin to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings.

There are some things that everyone knows the truth, but we still have to put on a show.

There wasn't much to prepare: one person, one horse, one ball, three swords, and seven jade pendants worth a fortune.

Then there was a pile of food, some prepared by Liu Yangxin for Wei Qing, and some for Rouqiu.

Liu Yangxin prepared two large pouches for Wei Qing to hang on Feiyunzhui. The pouch for food was like a small, mobile world, capable of holding many things. The other pouch was for holding meatballs; when they were hungry, they could grab food from the other pouch, eat, and then sleep in it, living a very comfortable life.

This was all of Wei Qing's formalities.

Once you enter the Imperial Academy, they will take care of all your needs for food, clothing, and accommodation. Of course, these things won't be free.

The Imperial Academy is located in the heart of Chang'an, the capital city. When Prime Minister Xiao chose this location, he did so to demonstrate a concept that values ​​talent and ability over social status.

No matter where you are in the vast universe, the distance from the Imperial Academy is the same for everyone, without any bias.

Back then, the Imperial Academy was full of vitality, and the residents of the Wilderness District were still human, not aliens.

The Imperial Academy is vast, extremely vast, with mountains, rivers, lakes, marshes, fields, forests, grasslands, and hills...

Even excluding the small world inside, its area alone exceeds that of the imperial palace, which was personally approved by His Majesty.

When Wei Qing arrived at the Imperial Academy, he experienced for the first time what it meant to be surrounded by a sea of ​​people.

When we arrived at the main gate of the Imperial Academy after leaving Yangxin Prefecture, the sun was just at the horizon at the beginning of the month. As a result, the entire main gate of the Imperial Academy was already completely blocked.

Wei Qing glanced around and saw that there were indeed a lot of people, but that wasn't the key point.

The key features were the various carriages and exotic animals used for transportation, with many carriages piled high with goods.

I don't know if they're here to go to school or to move.

While Wei Qing was lamenting, another group arrived from behind, blocking their retreat as well.

A middle-aged man nearby, who seemed to be accompanying his children, exclaimed upon seeing the massive crowd, "What kind of magic potion has everyone been given? Why are there so many people here?"

Wei Qing curiously leaned closer and asked, "Uncle, aren't there usually this many people when the Imperial Academy is recruiting students?"

Seeing that Wei Qing was well-dressed and had an outstanding demeanor, the middle-aged man called him "Uncle" again and said with a smile, "This young master has a good face. However, you may not know this, but it is true that whether human or non-human, people hope to send the best talents in their families to the Imperial Academy for further study."

However, the Imperial Academy admits students four times a year, and each admission is deliberately spread over several days in order to avoid such congestion.