’Once I’ve finished the graduation procedures, I’ll go home for a month to spend some quality time with my family. After that, I’ll set out for the Canaan Star System and see that Martial Arts Sacred Land for myself.’
Having made his plan, Qin Feng no longer hesitated.
He took a deep breath and dialed his father’s comm number.
...
A screen of light flared to life, holographically projecting the rugged face of his father, Qin Dahai.
"Son!"
The moment he saw Qin Feng, Qin Dahai’s face broke into a brilliant smile. The heartfelt pride and joy practically overflowed from the screen.
"Dad."
Qin Feng smiled as well.
"That’s my boy! I saw the news! The Qiming General Star! Hahaha! As expected of a son of Qin Dahai!"
Qin Dahai’s voice was booming with pride. "You have no idea. When your uncle came home and heard the news, he was so happy he nearly smashed the dining table! He’s been walking with a swagger these past few days!"
"How’s... how’s uncle’s advanced training going?"
Qin Feng asked with concern.
"Great! It’s going great!"
Qin Dahai nodded repeatedly. "Your uncle always had the talent, just not the resources. Now, thanks to you, his unit sent him to a ’Power Armor Instructor Advanced Course’ for elites. I hear the instructors are all retired Warband veterans—incredibly skilled! He says that when he’s done, a level-two certification will be a sure thing, and he might even snag a level-three!"
The father and son chatted idly, the atmosphere warm and harmonious.
"Dad, the reason I’m calling is to tell you something,"
Qin Feng said, "I’m... about to graduate."
"Graduating?"
Qin Dahai was taken aback.
"Mhm, the tournament is over, and I’ve won all the available honors. My mentor suggested I apply for early graduation. If all goes well, I should be back home soon. I’ll probably be able to stay for about half a month to a month."
"Really?!"
Qin Dahai’s eyes lit up. "That’s wonderful! Just wonderful!"
"And after that?"
He pressed, "What are your plans after graduation? Are you going to one of those Top 100 Star Martial Arts Universities?"
Qin Feng smiled and said calmly, "I’m planning... to apply to Canaan Star Martial Arts University."
"Canaan Star Martial Arts University..."
Qin Dahai murmured the name, his gaze suddenly growing distant.
It was as if he had returned to when he was seven or eight years old.
Back then, he had also tugged at his father’s sleeve, pointing at the stars with youthful bravado and asking, "Dad, when I grow up, should I go to Canaan Star Martial Arts University, or should I just settle for one of the Top 100 Star Martial Arts Universities?"
His father had smiled and told him to choose Canaan Star Martial Arts University, because it was better than all the rest.
It seemed that on every Educational Planet in the Canaan Star System, every child who dreamed of the Martial Dao had once said something similar. It was the most distant, yet most dazzling, dream of their childhood.
But as the years went by, the gravity of reality would pull most of their dreams back down to earth.
In the blur of the passing years, his parents, who had no aptitude for the Martial Dao, had passed away.
And as for him, his own son was already this old.
And he hadn’t been pulled down by the gravity of reality.
He was truly going to knock on the doors of that Holy Hall, a place that had once existed only in his own childhood dreams.
And, he truly had a chance to walk through them.
An inexpressible sense of pride swelled in Qin Dahai’s chest.
The rims of his eyes reddened, but he burst into a hearty laugh, his voice more booming than ever.
"Good! Good! Good! That’s my son! You absolutely should go to Canaan Star Martial Arts University!"
"It’s wonderful you’re coming home, just wonderful!"
He said again and again, "Don’t you worry about a thing. Just stay home for a month and get a good rest! Dad will cook all your favorite foods for you!"
"Mhm."
Qin Feng nodded firmly.
After hanging up, the soft, warm feeling in Qin Feng’s heart lingered for a long time.
His family’s support was, as always, the bedrock that allowed him to press onward.
He composed himself, letting his emotions settle, and once again immersed his consciousness in the Subspace Network.
He called up the holographic data stream for the *Great Sun Visualization Method*, which he had just purchased for three million Imperial Coins.
[Analyzing data stream... Analysis complete.]
[*Great Sun Visualization Method* instructional video, beginning playback.]
VMM!
In an instant, Qin Feng’s entire mental vista was replaced by a boundless, dark, cosmic void.
Immediately after, a majestic, solemn, and emotionless voice-over resounded in his mind.
"The core of the *Great Sun Visualization Method* lies in visualizing the source of the Cosmos, the beginning of all things, a celestial body that exists in every star system—a main-sequence star."
"Step one: Focus your mind and calm your spirit. Use your Mental Power to construct an absolute void within your sea of consciousness—a nothingness devoid of light and shadow."
As the narration guided him, a detailed diagram of energy pathways appeared in the cosmic void before Qin Feng, demonstrating how to use Mental Power to construct a stable Meditation environment.
"Step two: Within the void, visualize a ’singularity.’ This ’singularity’ is the condensation of all your Mental Power and Will, your ultimate conception of ’light’ and ’incandescence.’"
On screen, a point of light, so minuscule as to be almost invisible, appeared in the center of the void. Yet it radiated a Will that felt as if it could pierce through anything.
"Step three, and the most critical. Detonate the ’singularity,’ transforming it into a ’nascent sun.’ Use your own Mental Power as fuel to simulate the majestic, celestial might of a great sun at the moment of its birth—a power that incinerates all creation and illuminates the cosmos. This process will inflict intense, searing pain upon your spirit. Those with a weak Will are warned not to attempt this lightly."