Online Game: Me, with Unparalleled Comprehension

The shopkeeper had already gotten up and was yawning behind the counter.

A few early risers sat in a corner eating a simple breakfast.

Wu Feng ordered a bowl of porridge, two steamed buns, and a dish of pickled vegetables. He sat down by the window and slowly finished his meal.

The virtual feeling of fullness filled the hunger bar, raising it back to over 90%.

After eating and drinking his fill, he got up and left the inn.

Standing on the bluestone street in front of the inn, he looked up at the sky.

The town is awakening in the morning light.

"It's time to go."

He straightened his dark blue suit, put on his straw hat, and pulled the brim down.

Then, I started walking towards the north exit of the town.

Now that the Four Evils have banded together, it's impossible to touch them for the time being.

So he decided to go to Wuliang Mountain, the place that was all the rage on the forums, the place where countless players jumped off cliffs one after another for some extraordinary adventure.

With his current lightness skill and agility, as well as his surging root bone attribute, even if there is no legendary cave at the bottom of the cliff, and he cannot find the so-called Northern Darkness Divine Art and Lingbo Steps, he will not fall to his death like those ordinary players.

At least, it's worth a try.

Moreover, Wuliang Mountain is home to the Wuliang Sect and the Wuliang Jade Wall, which is said to hold the secrets of martial arts.

Other players, lacking sufficient strength, might not even be able to enter the Wuliang Sect's gates, let alone comprehend the Jade Wall.

But given his current attributes, it's not impossible for him to sneak in quietly.

Try to understand the Boundless Jade Wall; you might discover something new.

Even if you can't master a unique skill, it's still good to have the attributes of another martial art.

Thinking of this, Wu Feng quickened his pace.

After passing through the gradually bustling streets and the town's simple gate, we embarked on the road leading towards Wuliang Mountain.

Using his lightness skill, he rushed towards Wuliang Mountain, alternating between the "Ladder Cloud Leap" and "Cloud Ridge Step" techniques, leaping swiftly among the trees and rocks.

In less than half an hour, the mountain that had been described as a myth on the forum came into view.

A large number of people were gathered at the entrance at the foot of the mountain.

Seven or eight disciples of the Wuliang Sect, dressed in light gray outfits and with long swords at their waists, stood on both sides, solemnly guarding the stone steps leading up the mountain.

Not far away, a dozen or so players gathered in small groups under the shade of trees or behind rocks, whispering among themselves, most of them with impatience and resentment on their faces.

Wu Feng slowed down, pulled his straw hat down, and silently blended into the edge of the crowd, listening intently.

"What's going on with the Boundless Sect? There was no one guarding the gate yesterday, but today they suddenly sent disciples to guard it. Do they think this mountain is their private property?" A player carrying a single sword spat and complained in a low voice.

"Shh, keep your voice down." A player wielding a staff tugged at him and gestured towards the gatekeeper disciple. "I heard that too many people jumped off the cliff a couple of days ago, which alarmed the Wuliang Sect. That's why they sent disciples down to make a show of it, to prevent us from going and committing suicide, thus ruining their feng shui. I guess they won't be able to keep watch for long. Once the guards disperse or the shift changes and they relax, we'll sneak up again."

"Just for show?" The man scoffed. "We'll have to wait, I'm in a hurry to go treasure hunting in the back mountains."

"What's the rush? Look at their posture, backs straight, but their eyes are wandering, clearly their minds aren't on guarding the goal. I reckon in another hour or two, when the sun gets stronger, they'll be looking for a shady spot to slack off," another seemingly experienced player analyzed.

As Wu Feng listened, his gaze swept over the gatekeepers.

Indeed, as the player said, although the group stood ramrod straight, their eyes kept glancing toward the back of the mountain road, and their handover was perfunctory.

He shook his head and didn't linger.

Turning away from the crowd, I walked eastward along the foot of the mountain for over a hundred steps until I found a corner with dense woods and steep cliffs.

With no one around, he looked up to assess the terrain, lightly touched the ground with his feet, and suddenly his figure rose higher!

With full force, the toes of the "Ladder to the Clouds" technique lightly touched the protrusions of the rock face, like a nimble ape climbing. In a few leaps, the person reached the mountainside and landed steadily on a platform covered with low pine trees.

Looking back down, the disciples at the entrance were still standing like wooden stakes, completely unaware of the commotion on the mountain.

"Just guard the main gate." Wu Feng understood.

The Wuliang Sect is, in essence, just a small sect with limited manpower. It's already difficult enough for them to send disciples to guard the main entrance; they have no spare capacity to patrol the mountain.

The sun was still high in the sky, the morning mist had not yet dissipated, and the air in the mountains was crisp and clear.

After a moment's thought, he decided to go up the mountain to check the situation first.

Its body moved again, soaring upwards along the mountain ridge.

With his perfected lightness skill, he traversed the rugged mountain path as if it were flat ground, and in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he had already approached the summit area.

He lay prone behind a giant rock and looked up.

Ahead was a rather spacious training ground where dozens of Wuliang Sect disciples dressed in uniform gray-blue clothing were practicing swordsmanship in formation, their shouts accompanied by the faint sound of swords cutting through the air.

The movements were neat and synchronized, but the techniques seemed rather crude to him, and the flow of energy was also sluggish, far removed from the smooth and exquisite Wudang swordplay.

"Eastern Sect." Wu Feng glanced at the markings on the flags at the sidelines, then looked away, showing little interest.

Even if one learns all of these martial arts techniques, the increase in attributes would be limited, not to mention the potential for conflict between different sects.

He quietly stepped back and turned to the west.

One of the main goals of this trip was the legendary "Boundless Jade Disc".

According to scattered mentions on the forum, Wuliang Jade Wall is located near Sword Lake. It is said that Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui once practiced swordsmanship here, and their shadows were reflected on the stone wall by the moonlight.

Later generations of disciples of the Wuliang School often came here to observe and learn, hoping to gain some insight, but few of them gained anything.

For Wu Feng, this was more like a special location that might trigger a enlightenment event, and it was worth a visit.

Using their light-footed skills, they quickly found the Sword Lake, its surface as blue as a mirror.

Not far from the lake, a gray-white stone wall about three zhang high and more than five zhang wide stands against the mountain; this is the Wuliang Jade Wall.

The surroundings were deserted at the moment, with no players or NPCs in sight.

Wu Feng slowed his pace and stopped more than ten feet away from the jade wall, gazing intently at it.

The stone wall was rough and covered with traces of wind and rain erosion. There was no strange phenomenon of immortals dancing with swords, nor could any special energy fluctuations be felt.

Even with his current good fortune and understanding, after standing quietly and contemplating for a moment, no system notification appeared before him.

"Could it just be a legend?" He frowned slightly, but when his gaze swept over the faint, indistinct characters on the surface of the stone wall, which seemed to have been carved with finger force, a thought stirred in his heart.

I learned calligraphy skills at Wudang Mountain and achieved great mastery.

This made him particularly sensitive to the shape of handwriting.

The characters are deeply embedded in the stone, with vigorous strokes and skillful turns. They are not something that ordinary craftsmen could carve, but rather something that someone wrote with their fingertips using extremely profound inner strength.

"Inscriptions made with internal force... The person who left these words must have a high level of cultivation." Wu Feng narrowed his eyes.

He stepped forward, until he was right in front of the jade disc, and gently placed his palm on the cold, rough stone surface.

The moment his palm touched the stone wall, a strange change occurred!

The scene before my eyes suddenly blurred and spun, as if I had been sucked into another space.

Upon closer inspection, I found myself on the shore of a lake shrouded in a hazy mist.

Beneath their feet shimmered the lake surface, and two figures traversed it as if walking on flat ground, their longswords transforming into two streaks of light as they engaged in a fierce battle!