Chapter 21: Jumping off a cliff, courting death

After taking the name, Chen Yuan couldn't wait to try flying. He tried to control the muscles and bones of his back in order to control the wings behind him.

But he was soon disappointed. He could not control his wings effectively. Not to mention flapping them to fly, he could not even fold or open them.

Chen Yuan's face looked a little ugly, and then he said to Chen Xin:
"Teacher, this pair of wings, apart from the amplification effect on soul skills, I can't effectively control them and can't fly. They are just gorgeous decorations."

Chen Xin also frowned, then quickly walked up to Chen Yuan, observed his wings beside him, stretched out his hand and pinched them, then released his soul power. After investigating, he had the answer in his mind.

Then Chen Xin told Chen Yuan his guesses one by one:

"Yuan'er, your external soul bone is not one of the six soul bones that can be absorbed by a soul master. As an extra soul bone, although it has grown from your body, it has not actually merged with you."

"I just checked. Your wings, blood vessels, and meridians are not connected to your body. If the blood cannot circulate, it cannot bring strength. If the soul power cannot circulate, it cannot be fully controlled. That's it. When we go back, I will think of a way to help you control this external soul bone."

Hearing Chen Xin's words, Chen Yuan seemed to have an epiphany. He thought of Tang San's Eight Spider Lance. It seemed that it was only after the chief Meng Shenji of Tiandou Royal Academy used soul power pressure to hone it that it became one with Tang San. It seemed that he had also encountered this problem.

If this is true, as long as I ask Chen Xin to use his soul power to hone my skills, I should be able to truly merge with these wings as soon as possible.

However, Chen Yuan turned his head and looked at the pair of wings. Even if they were truly integrated and could not soar into the sky, they were still decorations.

So Chen Yuan chuckled, looked up at the sky and said:

"Teacher, I've read in a book that flying soul beasts usually push their children out of their nests after they grow up, and jump off cliffs hundreds or thousands of feet high. If they succeed, they can soar into the sky, and if they fail, they will be smashed into a pulp."

"It's not that I don't love my children, it's that I love them too much. I hope my children can have the power to fly in the sky on their own. Now that I have a pair of wings, I may be able to imitate them."

"Jump off a cliff, jump down from a height of a hundred or a thousand feet. In the split second between life and death, in the extreme state, quickly merge with the wings behind you, and learn to fly."

Chen Xin frowned deeply upon hearing this, and looked at his daring disciple, reprimanding him in a low voice:

"Boy, do you know the risks involved?"

Chen Yuan's eyes were firm, his handsome face was full of heroism, and he showed the fearless spirit of a young man:

"The greater the risk, the greater the reward. Not only do I want to become one with these wings, I also want to truly master them and soar into the sky, instead of just using them as decoration like now."

Chen Xin looked at Chen Yuan's determined look and knew that he had made up his mind. He stopped trying to persuade him. After all, with his own strength, he would not let him fall to his death. He shook his head and said:
"Forget it, I'll just stay here with you for a while. When do you want to start?" Chen Yuan was overjoyed when he heard this and said without hesitation:
"It is better to do it now than to wait for a day. Teacher, please take me to the edge of a cliff."

Chen Xin nodded and grabbed Chen Yuan's shoulder with one hand. The two of them instantly flew into the air, like a sharp sword light. They quickly flew high into the sky and landed on a cliff, which was a hundred feet above the ground and towering.

Chen Xin let go of his hand, Chen Yuan walked to the edge of the cliff, looked down, and everything below seemed very small. This height was enough to make most people dizzy.

However, Chen Yuan had followed Chen Xin and had experienced high-altitude flying before, so he was not frightened by this height. He moved his hands and feet and made some adjustments. While sensing the direction of the blood and soul power flowing in his body, he bent his feet slightly, stepped hard on the ground, and used the recoil force to jump off the cliff.

The horrifying feeling of falling came over him in the blink of an eye. Chen Yuan's pupils widened, staring straight at the bottom of the cliff. It was thrilling and exciting. His body began to react. His blood rushed and his soul power surged.

The powerful beating of the heart transports blood to the limbs and even to the wings behind. The dantian stirs up huge waves, and the soul power advances in the meridians like an angry dragon. Some meridians are unobstructed, while some are blocked. But under this angry dragon-like soul power, it is better to have meridians unobstructed, and if they are blocked, they will be opened. Crash, crash hard, crash them until they are unobstructed, and crash out a smooth path to the sky.

Chen Yuan would never have thought that this time, as a result of his suicidal act, not only was his soul power rapidly increasing towards the thirty-third level, but his soul power condensation speed, operation speed, and burst speed all began to have a qualitative leap. This one act of suicidal act was equivalent to several days of practice.

The falling speed was getting faster and faster. Chen Yuan spread his arms and legs with all his strength, and used this momentum to spread the wings behind him. The wide wings with a wingspan of more than six meters also became tough under the impact of the strong wind, gradually helping him to offset a lot of the impact force, and began to glide forward with his body.

This made Chen Yuan feel relieved, and also made Chen Xin, who had been observing, feel relieved. As long as Chen Yuan could land relatively smoothly and his life was not in danger, he would not need to intervene. In his opinion, being able to control this pair of wings was also a good thing for his disciple.

Getting closer and closer to the ground, Chen Yuan chose a relatively flat ground to land, but his inertia was too great and he somersaulted several times after landing. His body was covered with bruises, but these were external injuries and were not a big deal.

He got up from the ground, wearing only pants, with his upper body naked, and the wings behind him swaying slightly. Chen Yuan couldn't help laughing:

"Sure enough, jumping off cliffs is very helpful in honing my golden wings, but if I want to fully master it, I will probably have to repeat it many times. How can I get back to the cliff now..."

After a moment of thought, Chen Yuan summoned the Seven Killing Swords, and three soul rings appeared under his feet one after another. Yellow, purple, and purple, the three soul rings circled up and down, and the rhythm was extremely gorgeous.

"The third soul skill, sword wings are like flying!"

In Chen Yuan's hand, the Seven Killing Sword trembled, and a layer of sword light appeared on the sword body, which enlarged proportionally. It was about two meters long and half a foot wide. After Chen Yuan let go, it was still floating in the air and landed in front of Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan immediately jumped up, but soon he fell back to the ground due to his unstable standing. He spoke helplessly:
"It seems that I need to practice sword control seriously in the future!"

Afterwards, Chen Yuan grasped the hilt of the sword, urged the Seven Killing Sword to fly into the sky, and he also flew back to the cliff.

(End of this chapter)