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The ideal of blending in with the world has also reached its peak.

Wu Feng put away the attribute panel and felt the 30,000 points of true energy within his body flowing calmly like a deep pool, perfectly integrated with the morning mist of the mountains and forests, and felt at ease.

"Now you can start practicing the Pure Yang Limitless Skill." He nodded.

This top-notch internal skill, personally taught by Zhang Sanfeng, had been shelved since I learned it. Now that I have reached the pinnacle of "Harmony with the World," it's time to begin practicing it.

With a thought, the skill bar displayed a faint golden-red hue and the skill name 【Pure Yang Limitless Skill (Beginner 0/150000)】 flickered slightly.

He first walked to the extinguished fire not far away and carefully covered the embers with soil to eliminate any potential fire hazard.

After doing all this, he sat down cross-legged again, straightened his back, and focused his mind on his dantian.

Unlike the detached and harmonious integration with the world, the Pure Yang Limitless Gong's mental cultivation path is more subtle and profound, focusing on refining and purifying the innate Yang energy within the body, and pursuing the state of Pure Yang Limitless.

Following the key points taught by Zhang Sanfeng, he carefully guided a wisp of true energy along that complex path to begin his first attempt.

At first, it was a bit difficult, and some key points required extra focus to master.

However, he possessed extremely high comprehension, a solid foundation built upon the Great Perfection of Harmony with the World, and a meticulous control over true qi. In less than half a cup of tea's time, he successfully completed the first cycle.

A warm current, as gentle as the winter sun yet brimming with vitality, arises from the dantian and slowly flows throughout the body.

In stark contrast to the cool tranquility of blending in with the world, this pure yang energy brings a solid, vigorous, and powerful warmth.

[Pure Yang Limitless Skill Proficiency +210]

A notification pops up at the edge of the field of vision.

The 150,000 proficiency required to get started can be obtained by 210 points per cycle with 350 points of enlightenment. The efficiency is not slow, but the base number is huge.

With a calm mind, I guided that wisp of pure yang energy again and again, familiarizing myself with the route and comprehending the meaning of pure yang within it.

Time flowed by in focused practice.

As the eastern sky brightened completely, the morning mist was edged with gold, and the distant birdsong grew clearer, Wu Feng slowly finished his practice and opened his eyes.

His eyes remained warm and gentle, yet seemed to possess an added, almost imperceptible, radiant light.

He glanced at the skill panel; the proficiency of the Pure Yang Limitless Skill had increased by several thousand points, but it was still far from the proficiency level.

"The road ahead is long," he muttered to himself, standing up.

After stretching my joints, which had become slightly stiff from sitting for a long time, the internal energy of harmony with nature flowed freely, and the sluggish feeling instantly disappeared.

I looked up at the sky; it was just past dawn, and the morning light was perfect.

Seeing that it was still early, only the hour of Mao (5-7 AM), I simply walked to the leveling spot next to me and started practicing the Miao Family Knife Technique, aiming to master it to perfection.

Yesterday, I mastered this second-rate sword technique to perfection; now, only the final step remains.

He took out the ordinary single-edged sword from his bag, held it in his hand, and glanced at the edge of the forest clearing—where several more roaming miasma wolves had spawned.

With a starting stance, the perfected Miao sword intent naturally flowed forth. In a swift movement, the blade flashed like lightning, striking directly at the nearest venomous wolf.

Instead of deliberately pursuing efficiency, they focused on the final polishing of their knife skills.

With each slash, the amplitude of the wrist's tremor, the timing of the footwork, and the trajectory of the blade through the air were all carefully savored in the mind, corroborating the unpredictable, fierce, and wild sword intent in the mind.

"Entangling Silk Style" is like vines winding around a tree, cutting in along the gaps between wolf claws; "Returning Wind Style" is like a swallow returning to its nest, slicing back at joints during the gaps between attacks; "Breaking Miasma Style" stirs up poisonous mist, with the blade precisely targeting the vital energy nodes.

The glint of the blade flashed through the forest, becoming increasingly smooth and elusive.

That fierce, ruthless sword intent, born specifically for poisonous creatures in the mountains, gradually and completely integrated into every muscle memory, becoming part of the body's instincts.

[Miao Family Knife Skill Proficiency +210]

[Miao Family Knife Skill Proficiency +210]

The progress indicator shows a steady increase in skill level. As one after another, the poisonous wolves howl and fall to the ground, the skill level steadily approaches the threshold of perfection.

As the sun rose higher and the light and shadow in the forest became clearer and brighter, Wu Feng used his "Shadow Strike" technique like a ghost to simultaneously swoop past the two venomous wolves. Where the blade passed, blood spurted out, and the two wolves almost collapsed at the same time.

[Miao Family Knife Skill Proficiency +210]

At the edge of vision, the numbers in the skill bar quietly leaped over the final boundary.

[System Notification: Congratulations! Your "Miao Family Knife Technique" has broken through to the Great Perfection realm! Arm Strength +50, Agility +35, Constitution +25. Knife damage +30%, significantly increased damage against poisonous creatures and exotic beasts. The knife technique has a built-in "Poison Removal" effect, which can slightly dispel and weaken contact toxins. Additional special effect "Mountain and Forest Senses": When in a mountainous environment, slightly increases sensitivity to danger and concealed targets.]

A sword intent far more profound and ferocious than perfection flowed from the hilt of the sword, instantly permeating the entire body.

All the essential principles of Miao knife techniques in my mind—the unpredictable angles, the footwork adapted to the terrain, and the techniques for exerting force against poisonous creatures and strange beasts—have been completely integrated and are now without any hindrance.

The single-edged sword in his hand felt both light as a feather and heavy as a thousand pounds. With the slightest thought, he could naturally draw the most cunning and deadly trajectory.

Wu Feng sheathed his sword and stood there, exhaling a long breath of foul air tinged with the smell of blood.

By the time he finished practicing at Chenshi (7-9 AM), the Miao family knife technique had successfully reached its pinnacle.

He glanced at the skill panel and nodded in satisfaction.

The attributes have increased again, and more importantly, it has gained the "Poison Breaking" effect and "Mountain Spiritual Awareness"—undoubtedly an extremely useful boost for the upcoming journey where it may face various poisonous insects and miasma.

Wu Feng packed up his spoils and left.

I collected a few pairs of fangs from the venomous wolves and a few pieces of relatively intact fur. Although they weren't worth much money, I was used to not wasting things.

When he reached the horse's tethering spot, the chestnut horse had already rested and affectionately nuzzled his hand.

He untied the reins, mounted the horse, and gently squeezed its belly.

We continued riding our horses toward the Miao village, eating dry rations as we went.

The horses trotted along, heading south along the faintly discernible mountain path.

He held the reins with one hand, and with the other hand he took out the last piece of bread he had baked that morning and the remaining dried meat from his baggage, and slowly chewed them with his water bag.

The dry rations were cold and hard, and tasted ordinary, but they filled the hunger bar, gradually dissipating the emptiness of the virtual body.

He opened the map with one hand to check it. The sheepskin map was spread out on his lap, and his fingers slid along the route he had traveled, comparing it with the approximate location of the Miao village in his memory.

The journey to the Miao village should take about an afternoon.

At this pace, if we don't stop frequently to practice our skills along the way, we should be able to reach the Miao settlement before evening.

This place is really remote.

His gaze swept across the almost blank area on the map, which was only roughly outlined with mountain shapes and did not even have a decent road mark, in stark contrast to the map of the Central Plains with its dense towns.

I couldn't help but think to myself, these players have explored the map to a very high level.

The fact that they were able to discover such a remote Miao village and even record its approximate location and trigger conditions shows that the casual players and explorers on the forum are indeed quite capable.

The mountain road became increasingly rugged and difficult to traverse, and the forest grew denser and more gloomy. The damp smell of decaying leaves and the faint fishy odor lingered in the air.

Occasionally, you can see brightly colored, strangely shaped insects or small animals flying by, all of which are marked as highly poisonous.

After running for more than an hour, the horse was tired.

The chestnut horse's breathing became heavy again, and its pace slowed noticeably. Wu Feng reined in the horse and glanced around.

I found a new leveling spot.

Ahead lay a slope interspersed with rocks and shrubs. Between the rocks and at the roots of the shrubs, one could see some slowly wriggling figures—some huge, poisonous insects.

【Spotted Poisonous Scorpion】(Level 28), 【Iron Armored Centipede】(Level 27), 【Ghost-faced Spider】(Level 29)... They have ferocious appearances, and their carapaces are either colorful or as black as iron, gleaming with an unsettling luster in the dim light.

Although it is several times larger than its peers, it is still considered small in size by human standards.

Wu Feng dismounted, led the horse to a large tree a little further away from the insects, tied it up, and fed it hay and water.

Then he took out a pair of leather gloves from his bag and carefully put them on.

He walked to the edge of the slope and his gaze locked onto the nearest scorpion, about the size of a millstone, with its tail hook raised high.