Not finding a suitable acceleration plan in the library, Su Yu wasn't too disappointed.
If it were that common, the academy wouldn't have remained silent about it.
He was just hoping for a slim chance, and it turned out he was overthinking. Since that was the case, he could only continue to painstakingly practice the "Kaiyuan Jue".
...
He had lunch at the academy. When he returned home in the evening and saw the deserted house, Su Yu fell silent.
With his father gone, the house suddenly became desolate.
In the past, whenever he returned from the academy, his father would have prepared a meal and waited for him to eat. Now it was so quiet that Su Yu still wasn't quite used to it.
Not in the mood to cook, Su Yu leaned on the sofa and turned on the TV, lost in thought, with the TV sound serving as background music.
These days, there weren't many channels available on TV.
In Daxia Prefecture, one could only search for Daxia TV Station and a few local stations at most.
Affected by the battlefields of the Heavens and several other battlefields, the signal coverage area was small and transmission was difficult, so each prefecture could generally only receive channels within its own prefecture.
"Recently, the whereabouts of the Myriad Races Cult were discovered in Daxia Prefecture. If the people of Daxia Prefecture spot any suspects, they should promptly report to the local Jifeng Hall..."
"Scum!"
Hearing the report on TV, Su Yu couldn't help but curse under his breath.
A bunch of scums!
Since the outbreak of the War of the Heavens, although the human race had withstood the hostile races, it wasn't particularly strong among the myriad races. There were always some scums who had other ideas at this time and chose to defect to other races.
The Myriad Races Cult wasn't a single sect but many, consisting of scums who had defected to different races respectively.
These people gathered together and created chaos within the human race.
Influenced by his father since childhood, Su Yu was extremely disgusted with these scums.
He glanced up at the TV. At that moment, a middle-aged man with a square face, an imposing presence without even showing anger, and dressed in a red battle robe appeared on the TV screen.
The middle-aged man had a cold expression and a chilly tone as he shouted, "Execute!"
"Pfft!"
The next moment, on the TV screen, hundreds of people were kneeling on the ground, with a group of armored guards standing behind them. They swung their swords and chopped, and instantly, hundreds of heads fell!
"Capture one member of the Myriad Races Cult, and execute one!
The middle-aged man was extremely cold and stern. His gaze was fixed ahead, as if he was about to step out of the TV screen. He said in a cold voice, "Come to my Daxia Prefecture, and there is only death! Starting from today, the Longwu Guards will patrol Daxia Prefecture. You scums of the Myriad Races Cult, if you're not afraid of death, don't leave Daxia Prefecture. Let's see how many of your dog heads will be chopped off!"
On the sofa, Su Yu suddenly became a little excited.
Xia Longwu!
The Prefect of Daxia Prefecture!
As for the beheading, he didn't pay much attention. Everyone was used to it. This scene often appeared on TV. The only way the human race dealt with the members of the Myriad Races Cult was to capture and behead them until no one dared to betray again. The policy was extremely tough.
Public executions were to intimidate everyone and make some people abandon such thoughts.
Su Yu didn't care about this. What he cared more about was Xia Longwu.
This Prefect of Daxia Prefecture was extremely powerful and dominant.
Twenty years ago, this Prefect had commanded the Demon-Suppressing Army on the Battlefield of the Heavens, which was the regiment where his father was. He could be considered his father's immediate superior.
Over the years, every time Xia Longwu appeared, Su Long would be extremely excited. He would pull Su Yu, point at the TV and say, "This is my old chief. Back then on the Battlefield of the Heavens, he swept through all directions, was invincible, and made the armies of the myriad races flee in panic..."
After a long time, even Su Yu was somewhat influenced and admired this strong man who had fought his way out on the Battlefield of the Heavens.
"When will I... be as strong as Prefect Xia... That would be great!"
Su Yu had a small longing.
This was a true strong man. Among the current Prefects of various prefectures, there was no one who wasn't powerful.
However, Xia Longwu was also among the top among the Prefects. The key point wasn't this. Su Yu didn't know who was the strongest among the Prefects. He only knew that Xia Longwu wasn't that old, only in his sixties.
As for other Prefects, for example, the powerful Zhou Potian of Great Zhou Prefecture, that person was from the early days of the Anping Era, which meant he was over three hundred years old.
Twenty years ago, Xia Longwu was only in his forties and had already commanded the Demon-Suppressing Army. That was what Su Yu envied.
Truly strong!
Only in his forties. In this era, that was very young.
What kind of strength was required to command the Demon-Suppressing Army?
Su Yu didn't know, but he knew it must be formidable. Even his grandfather, the King of Daxia, couldn't have done it. Some of the Prefects were even the sons of founding kings, but they weren't as remarkable as this.
"Xia Longwu..."
"Longwu War Academy!"
"Longwu Guards!"
Su Yu licked his lips, feeling a bit parched. After all, he was young and had once been full of passion.
Had he never thought of applying to a war academy?
Of course he had!
There were several high-level war academies in Daxia Prefecture. Among them, the Daxia War Academy had a heritage of over three hundred years and was the oldest and most powerful war academy in Daxia Prefecture.
However, there was also a top-notch war academy in Daxia Prefecture nowadays.
Longwu War Academy!
A war academy named after Xia Longwu himself, founded fifteen years ago. In just fifteen years, it had become one of the top academies in Daxia Prefecture.
Most of its graduating students joined the strongest regiment in Daxia Prefecture - the Longwu Guards!
It was said that the City Lord of Nanyuan City actually came from the Longwu Guards, which showed a thing or two.
Although his father, Su Long, was from the Demon-Suppressing Army, after being discharged from the military, he also wanted to join the Longwu Guards to continue following his old chief. Unfortunately... the Longwu Guards didn't accept him.
He was a bit too old and his strength was a bit too weak. They didn't accept Su Long.
Su Long was so angry that he cursed a lot. Of course, he wasn't cursing Xia Longwu, but those recruiters. Why didn't they accept him?
It was said that there was also a small team of Longwu Guards stationed in Nanyuan City. Su Yu wasn't sure if it was true since he hadn't seen those people.
"Daxia War Academy, Longwu War Academy... The Daxia War Academy mainly supplies front-line soldiers and it's difficult for them to return. But the Longwu Guards..."
Su Yu's eyes flickered. The Longwu War Academy was different. It was mainly the reserve force of the Longwu Guards.
People from the Longwu War Academy would also go to the front line, and their treatment was similar to that of other war academies. However, the Longwu Guards had an advantage. Their main task was still to defend the homeland. In other words, most of the time, they could stay in Daxia Prefecture.
Of course, once a major war broke out, the Longwu Guards, as an elite regiment, would be deployed to the Battlefield of the Heavens immediately.
If the Demon-Suppressing Army was the standing army on the Battlefield of the Heavens, then the Longwu Guards were the field army.
"The restrictions are fewer and the degree of freedom is higher. However, once a major war breaks out, it will be the most dangerous assault and counterattack battles..."
"If I really want to apply to a war academy, actually I should go to the Longwu War Academy."
Su Yu muttered to himself. Unfortunately, the Longwu War Academy was actually even more difficult to get into.
Because it was the reserve force of the Longwu Guards, the requirements for strength were even a bit higher than those of the Daxia War Academy.
Rubbing his cheeks, Su Yu smiled wryly. He was just daydreaming.
Even ordinary war academies were difficult to get into, let alone this one.
Why think so much!
"The Myriad Races Cult actually dares to come to the territory of Daxia Prefecture. They're looking for death! The Longwu Guards have been dispatched. I don't know if we can see them here in Nanyuan..."
Su Yu wasn't too worried. The members of the Myriad Races Cult were despicable and didn't dare to show their faces.
They only dared to make some small moves in private. Now that the Longwu Guards were patrolling Daxia Prefecture, these guys were hiding deeper than mice. How could they dare to show up?
Even if they did show up, Su Yu wasn't afraid.
Nowadays, it was almost a situation where everyone was a soldier. There might not be any strong men at the Wan Shi Realm in the community, but there were still quite a few cultivators at the Qian Jun Realm.
Besides the veteran like his father who had returned, there were also a few who hadn't returned, and some veteran soldiers who were past their prime.
If a few members of the Myriad Races Cult at the Qian Jun Realm came, they would be coming to their deaths.
Those old guys who could retire from the battlefield were all ruthless characters with blood on their hands. They wouldn't blink an eye when killing.
With a single shout, seven or eight Qian Jun cultivators could jump out at any time.
...
After watching TV, Su Yu casually cooked some noodles to make do for a meal, washed up, practiced the "Kaiyuan Jue" a few times, and then went to bed early.
If he didn't go to bed early, he would wake up early from his dreams and wouldn't get enough sleep.
Now Su Yu had grasped one thing. He usually had dreams around dawn. Before dawn was the best time for him to sleep, so he had to cherish the time.
...
Night.
Pitch black.
In the dream.
A scene that had repeated countless times appeared again.
A huge flying bird was chasing Su Yu.
"Damn!"
Su Yu hated the flying bird races the most. They flew extremely fast, and there was no way to escape.
In the past, when he encountered land monsters, it was okay sometimes. There was actually a chance to escape and not be chased down and chewed up by the monsters.
But when he encountered flying bird monsters, he had never escaped. Every time, he was chewed up into pieces and woke up in pain in the dream.
He hated these flying guys!
This time was no exception. The huge flying bird was extremely fast, and the terrain obstacles in the dream had no impact on it. The two were getting closer and closer.
Su Yu was running at full speed while turning his head to look.
He wanted to identify whether he knew this flying bird or not.
"Hmm?"
Glancing at it, there were many flying bird races. Su Yu actually only knew about a dozen or so. However, this time... he felt it was very familiar!
Although the other party was very illusory, he could vaguely see a sarcoma on its huge head.
"This is... the Iron-Winged Bird race!"
"Damn, after so many years, I've finally encountered a familiar one!"
Su Yu was a little excited at this moment. He knew eighteen languages of the myriad races, but that didn't mean he had encountered these races. Even in his dreams, he actually hadn't encountered them before. He just felt vaguely familiar, and since some people in Nanyuan Middle School knew these languages, he had gone to learn them.
But the Iron-Winged Bird race, although he hadn't encountered it before, he knew the language of the Iron-Winged Bird race!
It was among the eighteen languages he mastered. Some people in Nanyuan School also knew it because on the Battlefield of the Heavens, this bird race would be controlled by the several powerful races of gods and demons and used as an air force.
Su Yu quickly turned his head and shouted, "Why are you chasing me?" (in the language of the Iron-Winged Bird race)
The huge flying bird didn't respond, as if it couldn't hear at all, and continued to fly towards him.
"We are friends!" (in the language of the Iron-Winged Bird race)
Still no reply.
Su Yu cursed inwardly. Seeing the huge flying bird stretch out its claws and dive down, he knew he was going to die again.
This was probably an Iron-Winged Bird, but it seemed to have no intelligence, after all, it was just a phantom in the dream.
"Crunch!"
Sure enough, intense pain came from his head. Su Yu's head was directly grabbed and burst, and the phantom in the dream gradually dissipated.
Su Yu knew he was about to wake up!
Woken up by pain!
However, at this moment, the huge Iron-Winged Bird, the moment it grabbed and shattered Su Yu's head, suddenly let out a shrill cry.
"Moonlight!"
Su Yu was slightly stunned. The next moment, Su Yu suddenly woke up, sweating profusely.
"Moonlight... No, not moonlight, it's blood!"
Su Yu widened his eyes. He had heard it.
That Iron-Winged Bird killed him, but it was very angry because it seemed that by killing him, it didn't get what it wanted.
"Blood!"
"It killed me for blood, blood!"
This was in the language of the Iron-Winged Bird race, so Su Yu understood it.
He had had such experiences before, but in the past, he couldn't understand because those monsters were not within his familiar range.
This time he did!
"Blood!"
"What does it mean that it wants blood?"
"Is it my blood? But sometimes I get injured and bleed too, and there's no reaction. What on earth does it mean?"
Su Yu had a headache. Ignoring the just nightmare, his mind started to spin rapidly.
"It needs blood, but killing me in the dream doesn't get it. My blood doesn't seem to work either. Could it be that... it has to be the blood of its own race?"
"Iron-Winged Bird's blood?"
"If I had the blood of an Iron-Winged Bird, what would happen?"
"After all, a dream is a dream. Even if I had it, could I bring it into the dream?"
Su Yu rubbed his temples, his hands full of sweat.
He didn't care about these anymore. This dream... seemed to be getting clearer. After so many years, for the first time, he felt that the dream could be solved.
Learning the languages of the myriad races wasn't in vain. Even if he only heard one sentence today, it was enough.
"No, I have to try. I have to try no matter what. If I had the blood of an Iron-Winged Bird, what changes would occur? Also, this dream is over. Tomorrow it might not be an Iron-Winged Bird anymore. Will the blood of an Iron-Winged Bird still be useful?"
"Never mind!"
Su Yu suddenly sat up. He had decided. He had to give it a try.
He had been chased in the dream for so many years. He was fed up with it and tired of it. He had to solve this dream as soon as possible. Otherwise, with something on his mind, no one would feel comfortable being killed every day.
"When it's dawn, I'll go to the Xia's Trading Company to have a look. They sell everything there. There might be the blood of an Iron-Winged Bird. After all, the Iron-Winged Bird is still quite common on the Battlefield of the Heavens. Maybe I can buy it!"
Having made up his mind, Su Yu had no intention of sleeping anymore. He was looking forward to dawn so that he could go and buy the blood of an Iron-Winged Bird.
Even if there was only a slim hope of solving the problem of the dream, it was still good. He was really fed up with such days. It was too tiring.