C18 Lightning Type Battle Spirit

The shrill sound of electricity and the dazzling burst of light drew every examinee's gaze in the "Awakening Hall." They were all eager to see what kind of battle spirit such a formidable candidate would awaken.

It wasn't just the examinees who were captivated; the teachers leading the exam were equally intrigued, sparking a flurry of discussions among them:

"As long as it's not an Infant, it's bound to be a high-ranking battle spirit!"

"The lightning attribute is among the strongest. A battle spirit with such an attribute is almost guaranteed to be powerful!"

"Considering the intensity of that lightning, this candidate's War Spiritual Bloodline must be incredibly strong!"

"Absolutely! If it's not an Infant, this candidate is sure to be a prodigy!"

...

Nearly all the teachers supervising the exam flocked to the scene, eager to witness the emergence of a genius.

After a short while, the blinding electric light began to fade, and the "Grimoire of Demon Spirits" hovering above Feng Yixiu's head slowly took on a tangible form. It was a pristine white tome, its material reminiscent of unblemished white jade, resembling a meticulously sculpted work of art.

"Feng Yixiu, you may now summon your battle spirit," said the teacher overseeing the awakening, finally snapping back to reality with a hopeful expression.

The "Grimoire of Demon Spirits" began to stir as if caught in an invisible breeze, aligning with Feng Yixiu's intent and drifting into his hands. Taking a deep breath and steadying his breathing, Feng Yixiu opened the icy tome.

Before him was a snow-white Serpent Spirit, which seemed to thrill at its master's attention, flicking its tongue excitedly, its tongue as white as snow. With a mere thought from Feng Yixiu, a small summoning circle materialized in his other palm, and the white serpent swiftly wrapped itself around his arm.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."

The white serpent, roughly the length of Feng Yixiu's arm, affectionately nuzzled against him, occasionally using its cool tongue to lick his cheek.

"A Serpent Spirit?!" The teacher in charge of the awakening couldn't hide his disappointment, giving Feng Yixiu a sympathetic look before murmuring softly, "What a shame."

The teachers gathered around Feng Yixiu's awakening platform couldn't help but express their dismay:

"This is such a letdown!"

"We thought Qingyun Academy was about to unveil an unparalleled genius! Turns out it's just a Waste War Spirit. What a letdown for us all!"

"With hundreds of Infant War Spirits to awaken, why a Serpent Spirit? This is truly unfortunate!"

The teachers wore expressions of regret, their disappointment akin to the frustration of missing out on a lottery jackpot by one number—a feeling worse than swallowing a fly.

Feng Yixiu, however, ignored the surrounding commentary, focusing instead on the attributes of his battle spirit within his mind:

[Battle Spirit Name]: Serpent Spirit

[Battle Spirit Attribute]: Lightning

[Battle Spirit Rank]: Infant

[Battle Spirit Class]: First Rank

[Battle Spirit Skill]: Death Bind, Arc Flash Strike

[Advancement to Growth Stage Requirements]: 1. Jade Serpent: One low-grade Thunder Crystal Nucleus; a ten-year-old white orchid; one pound of ten-year-old Thunder Wood.