Chapter 764: Message from Fang Xiaoxiao

The sunlight outside the window was just right. The river’s surface shimmered as a few cargo ships slowly passed by. The distant city appeared exceptionally peaceful in the sunlight. Traffic wove through the streets, and pedestrians hurried along, each heading to their own destination. Xu Wuyi watched for a while before turning around and returning to the Cultivation Room.

Since his Martial Arts technique had taken shape and reached Perfection right from the start, the next step was daily cultivation. He stood firmly in the center of the Cultivation Room and resumed his Starting Form. Executing Holding the Essence and Guarding the One, he sank his shoulders, dropped his elbows, relaxed his waist, and tucked his buttocks. His thoughts guided the Power of Order to surge from his sea of consciousness. Following the completely finalized route, it slowly flowed into every inch of his body.

But this time, the feeling was entirely different.

The route was much smoother than before, the circulation of the Power of Order was far more efficient, and the body refining effects were noticeably more pronounced. Most importantly, the web that maintained the operation of the rules had now thoroughly integrated into his body, becoming a part of his life. He no longer needed to deliberately maintain it; it would operate on its own. He no longer needed to deliberately adjust it; it would optimize itself. He only needed to do one thing: practice it over and over again, persisting time after time.

Xu Wuyi began his daily cultivation. He obtained Enlightenment for a hundred practices and Great Enlightenment for a thousand practices every single day.

The morning sunlight spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the Cultivation Room, casting warm patches of light on the floor. Standing in the center of the room, Xu Wuyi maintained the posture of Holding the Essence and Guarding the One and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

In his sea of consciousness, the Bronze Ancient Book hovered quietly, its pages displaying today’s cultivation records. Ever since the creation of his self-developed Body Refining Technique, “Diligence,” took shape, the cultivation mode of the Martial Arts Diligence Record had entered an entirely new stage.

A hundred standard practices a day yielded one Enlightenment. A thousand standard practices a day yielded one Great Enlightenment. These had become unbreakable rules. As for True Enlightenment from ten thousand practices, he couldn’t achieve it just yet. It wasn’t a lack of will, but rather the immense consumption of the Power of Heart Image. Maintaining the rule that “hard work will surely yield rewards” required the continuous consumption of the Power of Order. Every practice session consumed it, and every practice session accumulated progress.

Given his current recovery speed, he could only practice about two thousand times a day at most—still a long way off from ten thousand. But even so, the body refining results far exceeded his expectations.

Xu Wuyi began to practice the first movement: the Bow Step Punch.

The moment he struck out with his fist, the Power of Order surged from his sea of consciousness and flowed throughout his limbs and bones along the completely finalized route. That warm sensation reappeared, as if something was slowly nourishing and strengthening his body from within.

A second time, a third time, a fourth time.

His movements remained perfectly standard, and his Heart and Spirit stayed entirely focused. Those things that once required deliberate maintenance had now become bodily instincts. Without needing to think or adjust, they operated naturally.

When he completed the one-hundredth repetition, the familiar clear stream descended once more. It was the feeling of Enlightenment. Countless details regarding the Martial Art of “Diligence” collided in his mind. Although it only lasted a brief moment, his deepened understanding of the rules was very real.

He opened his eyes and continued practicing. Two hundred times. Three hundred times.

Time ticked away by the minute and second. The sunlight outside the window moved from the east to the center, and then slowly slanted westward. Xu Wuyi was immersed in that subtle sensation, practicing over and over again, completely forgetting the passage of time. After an unknown amount of time, he stopped his movements, stood in place, and carefully felt the changes in his body.

The strength of his muscles and bones had improved significantly compared to a month ago. The circulation of his Qi and Blood was much smoother than a month ago. Even the pale blue Heart of Order in his sea of consciousness shone with a more solid light.

This was the effect of “Diligence.” It wasn’t a massive improvement that could be seen overnight, but rather a steady, bit-by-bit accumulation day after day. Being a little stronger today than yesterday, and a little stronger tomorrow than today—it seemed slow, but was actually incredibly solid.

He walked to the window and looked at the great river in the distance, its surface shimmering with light. Staring at the sparkling waves, a sudden thought flashed through his mind.

He wondered what the result would be if his body could truly continue strengthening like this indefinitely, with no upper limit and no bottlenecks. The third step of a Grandmaster required a physical body strong enough to bear the integration of Divine Intent. When an ordinary Grandmaster reached that stage, their greatest worry was that their body wouldn’t be able to keep up. Forcing the integration would result in a complete collapse. But what if his body was stronger than everyone else’s?

No, not just stronger than everyone else’s, but strong to the point of being unrivaled.

At that time, if he combined it with the three Order Spear Techniques—Breaking Skill, Blood Breaking, and Chaos—what would the effect be? Breaking Skill sealed away Spiritual Power, forcing the enemy to fight using Qi and Blood. Meanwhile, under the refinement of the Martial Art of “Diligence,” his physical body was becoming stronger, tougher, and increasingly formidable in combat. Forcing an enemy to fight him under the restriction of a specific rule seemed fair, but it was actually using his own strengths to attack their weaknesses.

Xu Wuyi withdrew his gaze and turned to walk back to the center of the Cultivation Room. Thinking too much was useless. The path had to be walked step by step, and his skills had to be practiced day by day. He resumed his Starting Form and continued his practice.

Days passed like this, one by one.

Every morning, he would practice the Martial Art of “Diligence” in the Cultivation Room. In the afternoon, he would consume the resources sent from various places and figure out how to use them in conjunction with his Body Refining Technique to achieve better results. This peaceful and orderly life steadily improved his condition day by day.