Xiang Yu gaped at his status screen, transfixed by the unexpected addition that had materialized among his stats. A new attribute—"Enlightenment"—now displayed beneath his other characteristics, showing "Low (1/1000)". As with previous system features, understanding flooded his consciousness automatically, revealing its significance without need for explanation.
This Enlightenment stat represented exactly what he had been theorizing about: his fundamental comprehension ability. It measured his capacity to internalize cultivation principles and techniques, influencing both learning speed and the caliber of techniques he could master. The implications were staggering. Currently, only basic-level techniques remained within his grasp—his success with the Mountain Heart Scripture had been mere luck rather than capability.
But if this stat increased? High-level techniques would become accessible. Advanced methods would fall within his reach. Possibilities expanded before him like an unfurling scroll of limitless potential.
One solitary point—that’s what he had gained after countless hours of relentless practice. It wasn’t much, but cultivating natural talent was notoriously difficult. What mattered wasn’t the meager beginning but the foundation it represented. Even this single point had dramatically accelerated his comprehension speed, enhancing his technique mastery beyond normal expectations.
A grin spread across his face, excitement building as he projected future progress. If one point yielded such benefits, what would two points accomplish tomorrow? What about four the day after? Or a thousand? What if his Enlightenment advanced beyond "Low" classification?
His mind raced, mentally calculating exponential growth curves while saliva gathered at the corner of his mouth. The system would double this value just as it doubled all his other experience points—creating a progression that would eventually overcome even his lack of spiritual roots.
Abruptly, Xiang Yu caught himself, recognizing the dangerous path his thoughts were treading. Closing his eyes, he inhaled deeply, letting the cool night air fill his lungs as he centered his consciousness. With methodical precision, he recited personal affirmations that had become integral to his mental discipline—statements reinforcing his core principles and tempering unrealistic expectations.
This self-correction ritual had evolved into a crucial habit, preventing him from straying into the reckless optimism that destroyed countless cultivators. Only after completing these mental exercises did true calm settle over him. With renewed focus, Xiang Yu decided adequate rest would optimize tomorrow’s training. He retired to his humble dwelling, anticipating the system’s next doubling with cautious optimism.
From his private chambers, Elder Guo observed his disciple’s peculiar behavior with bewilderment. "What’s that kid so happy about?" he muttered, stroking his beard as he watched Xiang Yu’s expression transform from unbridled excitement to sudden sobriety. "Did he finally snap?"
The elder’s confusion deepened as he witnessed the abrupt emotional transition—jubilation vanishing completely, replaced by Xiang Yu’s characteristic composed demeanor. "What the hell? How does he change emotions so quickly?" The question lingered unanswered as the elder sighed heavily, these disciples truly tested his patience.
His attention shifted toward Li Yao’s quarters, where an unusual aura emanated with puzzling intensity. Something about it resembled the distinctive spiritual signature of Core Formation—but surely that was impossible. Shaking his head, Elder Guo chastised himself for such absurd speculation. How could she possibly be forming her Core when she had only recently broken through to Foundation Establishment?
"I must be getting old," he concluded, dismissing the anomaly as imagination born from exhaustion. With another resigned sigh, the elder returned to his cultivation, unaware of the extraordinary developments unfolding under his very roof.
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Li Yao sat cross-legged in her chamber, maintaining the lotus posture with practiced precision as her face cycled through a kaleidoscope of expressions—concentration, frustration, impatience, and determination flickering across her features in rapid succession. The spiritual atmosphere within the room felt charged, heavy with potential energy waiting to be unleashed.
A translucent figure hovered nearby—the spectral manifestation of the empress’s remnant soul. Her ethereal hands moved through complex patterns, fingers tracing arcane symbols in the air as she manipulated invisible energies throughout the room. fre.eweb novel\.c om
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