The Heavenly Dragon's Beginning in the Journey Through the Heavens

For the next two days, Wu Yazi spent time with his granddaughter Wang Yuyan and his disciples and grand-disciples, enjoying precious family time without mentioning the matter of passing on his skills.

Ling Feng was eager to acquire Wu Yazi's profound internal strength, but he restrained himself and did not urge him.

He understood that for Wu Yazi, this time spent with his family might be the last warmth in his life and his last moment of family bliss.

On the night of the second day, Wu Yazi finally kept Ling Feng alone.

After everyone else had left, Wu Yazi's face turned serious. He stared intently at Ling Feng and slowly said:

"Kid, there's a scroll over there in the corner. When you go to Lingjiu Palace to learn martial arts, remember to take it with you. When the time comes, just show the scroll to that person, and she will naturally understand its meaning."

Ling Feng turned his head and looked over. Sure enough, there was a scroll in the corner of the wall. However, the scroll looked ordinary and inconspicuous, which was why he had not noticed it before.

Upon seeing the scroll, Ling Feng couldn't help but feel a strange smile.

He knew that this was probably his cheap master's last act of stubbornness.

After Ling Feng withdrew his gaze, Wu Yazi continued:

"I've already explained everything I needed to in the past two days. Let's begin the transfer of skills tonight."

His voice carried a hint of sadness, but even more so, it was filled with expectations for Ling Feng.

"The Precious Chess Game set up by your senior brother is about to begin, and I imagine that rebellious disciple Ding Chunqiu will also be there."

Wu Yazi sighed deeply, a hint of pain and anger flashing in his eyes.

"If you can improve your strength now, you will be more confident in dealing with him later."

Although Ling Feng coveted his internal strength, he felt a pang of pity seeing how sincere he was.

"Master, you must think this through. If you transfer all your inner strength to me, then you will..."

Ling Feng couldn't bear to continue, because even if he didn't say it, Wu Ya Zi himself knew the ending.

After a brief pause, Ling Feng continued:

“Actually, Master, you don’t need to worry. I am confident that I can defeat Ding Chunqiu. Even if you don’t pass on your skills to me, I am confident that I can capture him and bring him to you for your judgment.”

"Haha, I was already nearing my end, and this skill of mine would only prolong my life a little longer. Rather than that, I might as well pass it on to you and help you reach a higher level of strength."

Seeing that Ling Feng was still thinking of him, Wu Yazi felt incredibly warm and comforted.

Looking back, he had taken in two disciples, but due to his own mistakes in teaching, his eldest disciple, Su Xinghe, is now in a predicament.

Another disciple, Ding Chunqiu, was corrupt and wicked. He dared to betray his master and murder his mentor, which led to his own tragic end.

However, just when his life was hanging by a thread, Heaven bestowed upon him such an outstanding disciple.

Wu Yazi felt deeply gratified and satisfied, believing that this was Heaven's final favor and blessing upon him.

Although I don't know his exact character, I know him quite well, and I've learned from his granddaughter that he seems to be a decent person.

Most importantly, it gave him hope of cleaning house.

Wu Yazi didn't waste any more words, but looked at Ling Feng with a serious expression and said:

"If I were to enlighten you, you would only receive half of my inner strength. However, since you have also practiced the Northern Darkness Divine Art, if you were to use it to absorb my inner strength, you could at least absorb seventy or eighty percent of it."

"Master, we're not in a hurry right now, let's wait a bit longer!"

Ling Feng hesitated before speaking.

Seeing Ling Feng's indecisive appearance, Wu Yazi immediately reprimanded him.

"Enough, you're a grown man, don't act like a little girl. As long as you can fulfill the few wishes I entrusted to you in the future, I will be satisfied. If you don't absorb them yourself, then I will have to enlighten you."

Since Wu Yazi had already said so, how could Ling Feng continue to refuse? He immediately agreed.

"Master, rest assured, your disciple will not let you down and will definitely fulfill all your wishes."

Next, Wu Yazi gave Ling Feng some more instructions, which Ling Feng agreed to one by one. Only then did Wu Yazi smile with satisfaction and say to Ling Feng:

"Alright, now that everything that needs to be said has been said, let's begin."

Having made his decision, Ling Feng, not being one to hesitate, readily agreed:

"Okay, Master, I'm ready!"

After speaking, Ling Feng stepped forward and placed his right hand on Wu Yazi's shoulder.

As Ling Feng finished speaking, Wu Yazi closed his eyes, a look of relief on his face.

Ling Feng took a deep breath, his eyes hardening, and then he activated the Northern Darkness Divine Art, beginning to absorb Wu Yazi's internal energy.

Originally, if Wuyazi wanted to resist, Ling Feng would never have been able to absorb the essence successfully.

After all, Wu Yazi was a Grandmaster, while Ling Feng, although possessing Grandmaster-level combat power, was only at the peak of the Innate Realm, still a step away from becoming a Grandmaster.

If Wu Yazi resists, even with Ling Feng's strength, he will not be able to forcibly absorb his internal energy.

But now that Wuyazi is not resisting, Lingfeng can easily absorb it.

Wu Yazi himself possessed profound internal energy accumulated over seventy or eighty years, but Ling Feng did not intend to absorb it all.

After absorbing about sixty years' worth of internal energy, he stopped absorbing it altogether.

He did this for two reasons. First, Wu Yazi was old and his body was already injured. If he were to have his internal energy drained, he would probably die on the spot.

Secondly, he felt that absorbing so much internal energy over the years was enough.

Ling Feng knew Wu Yazi's good intentions and sacrifices, so he did not want him to die on the spot.

Furthermore, the internal energy he had accumulated over the past ten years had not been of much use to him, nor had it significantly improved his overall strength.

Therefore, he decided to stop.

When Ling Feng withdrew his hand, Wu Yazi gave him a deep look, his eyes revealing an indescribable expression.

He didn't say anything about Ling Feng's actions, but simply accepted the outcome silently.

Ling Feng successfully absorbed most of Wu Yazi's internal energy and integrated it into himself.

Wu Yazi's original internal energy of over sixty years was absorbed and transformed, leaving him with only about fifty years' worth of internal energy.

But it was only these fifty years of internal energy that allowed Ling Feng to successfully break through from the peak of the Innate Realm to the peak of the Grandmaster Realm.

Moreover, he felt a powerful force surging within his body, as if he could break through to the Grandmaster realm at any moment!

Ling Feng was very satisfied and excited about the result.

He knew that if he relied on his own cultivation, it would take a long time to reach this level.

Now, by absorbing Wu Yazi's internal energy, he has achieved a breakthrough so easily.