The third year in the academy was generally used by the students to specialize in their future profession.
There were no lessons unless someone requested for private ones, and the academy ground was mostly empty as all the students focused on their duties.
Most of the students were almost twenty after two years of enrollment so the few exceptions like Noah could use that time to increase their cultivation level in that favorable environment.
Noah was currently inside the basement, attempting in the forging process.
Two weeks had passed since his first attempt but he had yet to obtain any successful results.
'Fuck!'
Noah threw away the bone of a Sun tiger.
As the piece of magical beast flew, it crashed with the wall of the basement and exploded, making all the inscription on the room flicker.
'Another failure, I even exhausted all the "Breath" that I refined.'
The Elemental forging was quite different from other types of inscription methods.
