The first rays of dawn crept over the horizon as Xiang Yu's eyes snapped open. His body had adapted to this new rhythm, waking him before the mountain mist had fully dissipated. Without hesitation, he rose from his humble bed of dried leaves, muscles no longer protesting after days of relentless training.
The cool morning air kissed his skin as he made his way to the familiar training ground, practice knife already in hand. His movements had evolved dramatically since that first awkward day—each swing now carried intention, each stance flowed naturally into the next. The wooden blade cut through the air with precision that would have been unimaginable just days earlier.
From her concealed perch in a nearby tree, Li Yao observed his practice with undisguised fascination. She had made this morning vigil part of her routine, watching her senior brother's transformation with a mixture of pride and curiosity. The lazy, unmotivated young man she had known seemed to have vanished overnight, replaced by this dedicated cultivator who pushed himself beyond ordinary limits.
As the sun climbed higher, casting dappled shadows through the forest canopy, Xiang Yu noticed something troubling. His movements, while more refined than yesterday's, yielded diminishing returns. The technique that had once felt like a steep mountain to climb now presented subtler challenges—plateaus of understanding that required increasingly focused effort to overcome. The more he improved, the harder it was to improve further.
Yet where others might have grown frustrated, Xiang Yu saw only logical progression. Of course advancement would become more difficult as he approached Minor Success—that was the natural order of things. Rather than discourage him, this realization only strengthened his resolve. He redoubled his efforts, attacking each form with renewed intensity.
The sun traced its arc across the azure sky, shadows shifting beneath his feet as he maintained his practice without pause. Only brief intervals for meals and necessary bodily functions interrupted his relentless rhythm.
When darkness finally embraced the mountain, Xiang Yu stood beneath the stars, his breathing controlled despite hours of exertion. Then, like a faithful companion, the translucent blue screen materialized before his eyes:
[Calculating Settlement]
[Calculation Complete]
[Basic Knife Technique: Beginner (70/100) (+10/100)]
[Experience Points Doubled]
[Basic Knife Technique: Beginner (70/100) → Minor Success (0/200)]
[Next Settlement: 23:59:59]
Xiang Yu stared at the notification with a mixture of satisfaction and surprise. Despite the increasing difficulty, he'd still managed to accumulate ten more experience points, bringing his total to seventy. But what truly caught his attention was the unexpected transformation after doubling—instead of showing 140 points as he'd anticipated, the system had advanced him to Minor Success, resetting his counter to zero out of 200.
"So I can't exploit the system by overflowing experience," he mused, stroking his chin thoughtfully.
This wasn't particularly problematic—just one more variable to factor into his long-term strategy. With a satisfied nod, Xiang Yu sheathed his practice knife and made his way back to his dwelling, allowing his exhausted body the rest it deserved.
...
Morning arrived, rousing Xiang Yu from his dreamless slumber. As he stretched his limbs, consideration replaced his usual immediate dash to training. Today presented a critical juncture—he'd qualified for a scripture, yet hesitation gave him pause.
Earlier, he had assumed that he could exploit the system by overflowing exp but it seemed that wasn't possible as his exp was reset to 0. He didn't want to try practicing the scripture just yet, after all, scriptures were supposed to be harder than practicing techniques, if he decided to practice a scripture and made no progress, when the day ended, he'd have nothing to double.
That's why he decided to at least have a good amount of exp in the knife technique before he practiced the scripture, that way, he would still have something to double the following day even if he achieved nothing in the scripture. "Quite clever, if I do say so myself."
With his plan solidified, Xiang Yu resumed his knife practice with renewed focus, his movements now carrying the polished precision of Minor Success.
In his private chambers, Elder Guo finally enjoyed blessed silence thanks to the expensive soundproofing formation he'd installed. The peaceful environment should have brought him contentment, yet he found himself strangely distracted, attention drifting toward his young disciple's training ground.
"A worthy investment," he assured himself, stroking his long beard while justifying the extravagant expense. Yet despite the formation's effectiveness, he couldn't help but miss the distant sounds of dedicated practice that had become a strange comfort over the past days.
With a sigh, the elder gazed through his chamber window toward the training field where Xiang Yu continued his relentless regimen. A smile of appreciation formed beneath his white beard, only to transform into wide-eyed shock as he truly registered what he was seeing.
"What! That's..." Though invisible to untrained eyes, Elder Guo's centuries of cultivation experience allowed him to instantly recognize the subtle transformation in Xiang Yu's movements. The boy had unquestionably reached Minor Success in the Basic Knife Technique—in merely four days, no less!
While not comparable to the meteoric rise of true geniuses, such progress remained genuinely impressive, especially for someone lacking spiritual roots. Elder Guo's smile deepened though he didn't understand why the boy didn't come to him for a scripture even after achieving Minor Success, he began mentally preparing an appropriate scripture for when his surprisingly determined disciple finally sought one.
"Harder now," he muttered to himself as afternoon waned into evening. "Each point requires ten times the effort." freew\ebno\vel..(c)om
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