Online Game: Me, with Unparalleled Comprehension

A figure dressed in white, as white as snow, with a graceful and ethereal swordsmanship, whose swordsmanship turned at unbelievable moments, like a celestial being descending from the heavens.

The other woman, dressed in elegant blue, possessed a swift and ruthless swordsmanship, her movements as fast as lightning, carrying a hint of resentment and determination.

The two swordsmen's movements were sometimes as gentle as flowing water, and sometimes as fierce as thunderbolts clashing. Their sword energy surged, creating ripples on the lake's surface.

Although there was no sound, the sword intent seemed to be directly imprinted into his mind.

"Wu Yazi... Li Qiushui?" Wu Feng was shocked and immediately realized that this was probably the image of the sword intent left by the two of them in the jade wall back then, which was triggered by touching the stone wall.

He immediately cleared his mind of all distractions and focused all his attention on every sword move, every movement, and every flow of energy from the two figures.

His comprehension, which was as high as 350 points, was now being used to its fullest potential.

A golden light flashed in his eyes, and the complex sword techniques seemed to be instantly disassembled, analyzed, and reconstructed, transforming into the most essential sword techniques and internal energy coordination skills.

In just a few dozen breaths, he had completely analyzed and imprinted the essence of the white-robed man's swordsmanship and the green-robed man's sword moves into his mind.

[System Notification: Observing the swordsman's afterimage, you have gained some insight and have learned the "Free and Unfettered Sword Technique" (Second-rate)!]

As the notification sound rang in my mind, the illusion before my eyes rippled and dissipated like waves, returning to the dusty gray stone wall.

The palm of my hand felt a real, rough texture.

"Just second-rate?" Wu Feng curled his lip, somewhat disappointed.

I thought I could get a touch of the Free and Unfettered Sect's unique skills, but I ended up only getting a second-rate sword technique.

Although this "Free and Unfettered Sword Technique" is much stronger than those practiced by the disciples of the Wuliang Sect, and is quite unique in its ethereal and ever-changing nature, it is still a step below his existing "Tai Chi Sword" and "Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate" in terms of quality.

However, another notification that followed made him raise an eyebrow:

[System Notification: Successfully comprehended the sword intent left behind by the Boundless Jade Disc; Fortune +10.]

My Luck has increased by another ten points! Now I have 45 Luck. Although you can't see or touch it, it's related to triggering serendipitous encounters and the drop rate of high-level items, so it's definitely a hidden form of wealth.

These 10 points of good fortune are far more valuable than a second-rate sword technique.

"Something is better than nothing," he muttered to himself. Just as he was about to examine the stone wall more closely for any other hidden secrets, he suddenly heard light footsteps coming from afar, heading in his direction.

Wu Feng reacted extremely quickly. With a light tap of his toes on the ground, he floated up like a falling leaf and silently landed in the shadow of a protruding rock several meters away, his figure almost blending into the color of the rock.

Just as they hid, a woman in her thirties, carrying a long sword and with a dignified expression, dressed in blue, hurriedly walked to the jade disc.

She looked up at the stone wall, her eyes focused with a hint of fascination and longing, as if trying to see flowers in the mottled stone surface.

The name displayed above the head is: 【Xin Shuangqing (Sect Leader of the Western Branch of the Wuliang Sect, Second-Rate Martial Artist)】.

"The leader of the Western Sect... a second-rate martial artist." Wu Feng sized her up from the shadows, his gaze lingering on the longsword at her waist that looked to be of good quality.

If you have a slight murderous intent, the probability of getting good items from killing a sect leader-level NPC is always higher than that from an ordinary disciple.

But then he thought about it again and suppressed the idea.

The Wuliang Sect's foundation is too weak, as can be seen from the disciples' martial arts skills. Even if they kill Xin Shuangqing, they probably won't find anything of interest to him.

The fact that Mu Wanqing could so easily kill the elite disciples of the Wuliang Sect shows that their overall strength is indeed not among the best in the martial arts world.

Fighting over one or two pieces of equipment that might only be of good quality would invite attacks from both the Eastern and Western sects. While we are not afraid, it would only cause trouble and delay our important business.

"That's enough." He withdrew his gaze, no longer paying attention to Xin Shuangqing who was still engrossed in observing, and quietly turned and left.

The most urgent task is to find the cliff cave that may contain the "Northern Darkness Divine Art" and the "Lingbo Steps".

Based on his memory of the general location of the cliff, he once again used his lightness skill to rush into the depths of the back of Wuliang Mountain.

After passing through a dense forest, the terrain suddenly became precipitous, with a bottomless cliff lying in front of us.

The rocks on the cliff edge were worn smooth by footsteps, and there were scattered messy footprints nearby, as well as a few discarded, crude pieces of cloth.

These are clearly traces left by those brave men who jumped off the cliff before.

Wu Feng walked to the edge of the cliff and peered down.

The valley was shrouded in mist and clouds, its depths unseen, with the faint sound of rushing water emanating from its bottom.

He certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to jump down directly.

With a thought, he took out the Crimson Python Blood-Sworn Spear from his backpack.

The spear felt heavy in my hand, its crimson shaft gleaming eerily in the sunlight.

He gripped the gun barrel, took a deep breath, and leaped off the cliff!

After falling several feet, he spotted a crevice in the rock, exerted force with his arm, and the Crimson Python Blood-Swallowing Spear, like a red-hot iron rod, easily pierced into the hard rock with a "whoosh," steadily stopping his descent.

He hovered in mid-air, using it for support, and looked around, searching for any possible openings.

The cliff face is steep, covered with moss and weeds, and the view is obstructed.

He fell in this way for a while, using his spear to pierce the rock for leverage, and then fell again. He repeated this several times, carefully examining the cliff face within a range of several dozen feet, but he couldn't find any cave entrance or even a decent depression.

"Could it really be that only a chosen one like Duan Yu can trigger this?" Wu Feng frowned, wondering if this opportunity was actually tied to a specific plot or character in the game's setting.

Just as he was about to return to the cliff to make further plans, his gaze inadvertently swept downwards to a more distant spot.

About thirty feet to the left of the jumping point, on a cliff face almost completely obscured by several clumps of horizontal shrubs, there seemed to be an exceptionally dense shadow.

He stared intently, and from the shadows, he could vaguely see a crooked pine tree stubbornly emerging from a crevice in the rock. Its crown was not large, but its branches and leaves were gnarled and twisted.

At the base of the pine tree, close to the cliff face, there appears to be a small, extremely narrow, slightly protruding rock platform.

Beyond the platform, the cliff face was slightly different in color, as if... there was an extremely fine vertical crack.

"There!" Wu Feng's spirits lifted.

The location was too remote and hidden; it was impossible to see it from the top of the cliff. Even if one jumped off the cliff, unless one accurately calculated the landing point and had extremely high mobility to adjust in mid-air, it would be extremely difficult to land in that small area.

Wu Yazi clearly put a lot of thought into choosing this place to live in seclusion.

Without further hesitation, he drew his spear, aimed, and tapped his toes repeatedly on the cliff face, using the spear to pierce the rock and change direction. Like a gecko climbing a wall, he sped towards the pine tree.

With a few leaps and bounds, the person was already close at hand.

The platform was indeed pitifully small, barely big enough for one person to stand on, and it tilted outwards, with a bottomless abyss below.

The pine tree's roots twisted and turned, firmly gripping the crevices in the rock.

At the junction of the tree roots and the cliff, there is a narrow opening, about five feet high and only two feet wide, half-hidden by vines!

You would hardly notice it unless it's right in front of you.

"That bookworm Duan Yu, if no one helps him or a miracle happens, he could fall to his death a hundred times and still not end up here." Wu Feng curled his lips, gaining a new understanding of the difficulty of the opportunities set in this game.

Wu Yazi truly lives up to his reputation as a master of the Free and Unfettered Sect; by choosing this place, he clearly didn't want to be disturbed by ordinary people.

He parted the vines, bent down, and crawled into the hole.

The cave was initially very narrow, barely allowing one to turn sideways, but after a few more steps, it suddenly opened up into a bright and spacious area.

This is a naturally formed cave, about the size of an ordinary room.

Sunlight filters through cracks in the cave ceiling; though not bright, it is enough to see.

The cave was dry, with a faint smell of aged dust and stones in the air.

The most eye-catching feature is the jade statue of a woman carved from white jade in the center of the grotto.

The jade statue is life-size, with exquisite craftsmanship. Its robes flutter gracefully, and its appearance is unparalleled. In particular, its eyes, inlaid with black gemstones, seem to have a lively spirit even in the dim light, carrying a charm that is both ambiguous and enigmatic, as if it might come to life at any moment.

"Found it." Wu Feng's lips curled up slightly. "It was worth the trip down the cliff."