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Wu Feng sat cross-legged on the simple wooden bed, the night outside the window as thick as ink.

Only the dim yellow light of the oil lamp cast his shadow as he sat quietly on the wall.

For an entire night, he was completely absorbed in cultivating "Harmony with the World".

Compared to the fiery and masculine energy of the Wudang Nine Yang Skill, the cultivation of Harmony with the World is a completely different experience.

It is more subtle and tranquil, guiding one's own breath to achieve a certain harmonious resonance with the surrounding environment.

The circulation of true qi is so complex and subtle that it is outrageous. Each cycle requires extremely strong mental focus and precise control of internal energy.

But the returns are equally amazing.

At the edge of my field of vision, the notification "[Harmony with the World Proficiency +336]" pulsed at a steady but slow frequency.

Each completed cycle grants 336 proficiency points.

What alarmed Wu Feng even more was the efficiency with which this internal skill could cultivate a strong foundation of true qi.

"Each complete cycle... the upper limit of true qi can actually increase by five points?" He looked inward at the strange, almost invisible, newly formed vortex of qi in his dantian.

With each increase in its size, one's perception of the surrounding environment becomes more acute.

The originally active Nine Yang True Qi in his body also seemed to become more docile and restrained.

This efficiency is terrifying.

It should be noted that even the most advanced version of the Wudang Nine Yang Skill, after one complete cycle, can only increase the maximum amount of true qi by a maximum of three points, which is already considered one of the best among second-rate internal skills.

As a top-tier special internal skill, "Harmony with the World" directly doubles this efficiency!

"Indeed, the difference in internal skill level is overwhelming." Wu Feng once again deeply realized this.

High-level internal skills not only far surpass low-level ones in terms of special effects and potential, but even the most basic mana accumulation efficiency is vastly different.

This further solidified his determination to prioritize cultivating "Harmony with the World".

However, the price of being top-notch is the requirement for a massive amount of proficiency.

After a sleepless night of arduous practice, with a highly focused mind, I completed more than two hundred complex cycles of energy circulation.

As the first hint of dawn appeared on the horizon outside the window, he slowly finished his practice and looked at his skill panel:

【Harmony with the World (Beginner Level 77280/100000)】

In one night, I gained 77,000 proficiency points, an astonishing efficiency.

However, there is still a huge gap of more than 30,000 points to reach the 100,000 points required to break through to the proficient level.

"Sigh, I'm not even proficient yet..." Wu Feng couldn't help but sigh softly, rubbing his throbbing temples.

The mental strain was far greater than the physical strain. If it weren't for his strong will and the harmonizing effect of the perfected Wudang mental cultivation method, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold on for long.

Just then, "Clang... clang... clang..."

The morning bell at dawn pierced the stillness of the morning light, its melodious sound echoing through the mountains, completely waking him from the lingering effects of his meditation.

Wu Feng let out a long sigh, suppressing his slight anxiety about the progress of his proficiency, and got out of bed.

I splashed my face hard with the cold water in the wooden basin, and the icy stimulation instantly invigorated me.

He quickly straightened his blue Taoist robe, pushed open the door, and strode towards the training ground, his steps lightly dampened by the morning dew on the bluestone path.

When they arrived, most of the disciples were already there. The senior disciple on duty today was Zhang Cuishan.

Zhang Cuishan, dressed in a dark blue Taoist robe, walked steadily to the front of the crowd. His gentle gaze swept over the disciples in the room, and without any unnecessary pleasantries, he said directly, "Today's morning lesson will continue with the study of 'The Soft Sword of Circling the Finger.' Watch carefully."

After saying that, he drew his wooden sword and calmly practiced the intricate and ever-changing sword technique once again.

The sword light swirled, supple and long, lacking any sharp killing intent, yet possessing a sticky quality that was difficult to break free from.

[System notification: Zhang Cuishan, a second-generation disciple of the Wudang School, has offered to teach you the "Circling Finger Soft Sword" (Second-rate). Do you wish to learn it?]

The prompt popped up again, but Wu Feng's "Soft Sword Around the Finger" technique had already reached the Great Perfection realm, so the prompt was meaningless to him.

"It seems there are no new martial arts techniques to learn today," Wu Feng thought to himself.

The teaching model of Wudang is roughly like this: second-generation disciples take turns teaching a few fixed advanced martial arts.

As for the more advanced topics, they are probably beyond the reach of these public morning classes.

He wasn't disappointed, since attending the morning class was a daily routine he had to take anyway.

He picked up a wooden sword, walked to a corner, and began practicing in a similar manner, following Zhang Cuishan's rhythm.

Since he was going to practice, he was going to practice seriously. The "Soft Sword of Circling Finger" at its peak, when executed in his hands, had long transcended the scope of mere techniques.

The wooden sword traces a smooth and unobstructed path, its gentle strength concealed yet subtly revealed, its silk-like motion flowing naturally, its speed unpredictable yet seamlessly connected.

Although he was just practicing with the crowd, the sophistication of his swordsmanship and the exquisite control of his strength made him stand out among the many disciples who were still trying to imitate his form.

Not far away, Zhang Cuishan, who was casually walking around watching his disciples practice, was quickly drawn to Wu Feng.

Upon seeing this, an undisguised look of surprise immediately appeared on his clear face.

"This... the essence of the Great Perfection of the Soft Sword Technique?" Zhang Cuishan was shocked.

He could see that what Wu Feng was practicing at this moment was by no means a simple perfection. The sword intent was smooth and flexible, and the silk-like movements had become instinctive. It was clearly a performance that could only be achieved when one had reached the pinnacle of skill.

It's only been a few days? From the time I started teaching this sword technique until now, it hasn't been that long at all.

This kid quietly reached the pinnacle of a skill that ordinary disciples might not be able to achieve even after years of hard work.

"This comprehension, this talent... I'm afraid there's no one else like him in the whole world." Zhang Cuishan sighed to himself, even feeling a little dazed.

He believed that his comprehension was not bad among his fellow disciples, and it took him several years of hard work to master the Finger Soft Sword technique.

Compared to Wu Feng, he's simply...

He shook his head, suppressing the complex feelings of comparison in his heart.

His gaze fell on Wu Feng, and seeing that the other party was still focused and practicing each move seriously without the slightest arrogance or pride, he felt even more admiration for him.

"This boy is quite composed," Zhang Cuishan thought. He didn't go up to give him any special advice or praise.

The morning lessons at Wudang were just routine, and these few second-rate martial arts skills were already the limit of what the sect could teach to outsiders.

As for higher-level martial arts, such as the unique skills that the brothers and sisters had each mastered, and even the Tai Chi Fist and Sword, Pure Yang Wuji Gong and other sect-defining techniques created by their master, those are not skills that can be learned at will.

Not only does one need a profound understanding of the prerequisite martial arts, but one's temperament and aptitude must also be approved by the master before the master dares to impart the skills at his discretion.

Even they themselves might not fully grasp certain unique skills, and teaching them rashly could mislead their students.

"It all depends on fate and destiny." Zhang Cuishan withdrew his gaze, no longer paying much attention to Wu Feng, and turned to look at the other disciples who still needed guidance.

The morning lesson, which lasted an hour, passed quickly amidst shouts and the sound of swords whistling through the air.

"That's all for today. Consolidate your knowledge on your own." Zhang Cuishan announced the end of get out of class.

"Thank you for your guidance, Fifth Uncle!" After bowing, the disciples dispersed, most of them heading towards the dining hall in groups.

Wu Feng put down his wooden sword and followed the crowd to the dining hall.

After a simple, light breakfast to satisfy his hunger, he left the dining hall without lingering and headed straight for the bamboo grove clearing behind the mountain, a route he knew well by heart.

Walk along the quiet path and step into the bamboo forest. The morning sunlight filters through the bamboo leaves, casting dappled shadows, and the air is filled with the fresh scent of bamboo.

Zhang Sanfeng did not appear today.

Wu Feng was happy to have some peace and quiet. He walked to the center of the open space and took out the Iron-Slaying Sword from his back.

"Tai Chi Sword..." he murmured to himself. This first-class sword technique requires 50,000 proficiency points to master, and he has only reached the proficiency level so far, still quite a distance from the 80,000 points required for minor mastery.

But this is one of the highest-level martial arts techniques that he can currently access and clearly learn at Wudang.

"I have already learned and mastered most of the martial arts that can be openly learned or accessed by Wudang," Wu Feng thought to himself.

He had already mastered the basic and third-rate martial arts, and his second-rate martial arts, such as the Soft Sword of the Finger, the Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate, the Cloud Ladder Leap, the Mountain-Shaking Iron Palm, the Tiger Claw Hand, and the Mysterious Knife Technique, were also basically perfected.

What remains is the first-class martial art of Tai Chi Sword, and the "Harmony with the World" technique that he himself comprehended.

"Once you've mastered Tai Chi sword to a certain level, if you still can't learn any new martial arts or find a way to advance..."

Wu Feng's eyes calmed down. "Then we should consider going down the mountain for training."