Perhaps his luck had run out, as the things Ye Wen summoned lately were mostly useless. Fortunately, there were a few items that could be passed on to his disciples.

"Profound Illusion Blade Technique! This one can go to Xu Ping... Hmm, perhaps I should just pass on the essence of it. The specific moves can be taught gradually." Considering this was a blade manual, he probably shouldn't be too brazen about revealing it immediately.

"Thirteen Forms of Thousand Illusions and Cloud Mist... How did I end up with something like this?" Logically, with his current cultivation, he shouldn't acquire skills of this caliber. But after thinking it over and failing to grasp the core, he decided not to dwell on it. As for this set of sword techniques, handing it to Xu Xian would be most appropriate.

Xu Xian had already vaguely entered the realm where a thousand moves were but one move. He could execute any sword technique he saw on the fly, adapting to situations to achieve the desired effect—under Ye Wen's influence, it possessed a touch of the Unrivaled Nine Swords style.

This situation was, of course, the result of Ye Wen occasionally sparring and feeding moves to his junior brother. Xu Xian loved swordsmanship and possessed outstanding talent. Furthermore, having mastered the Supreme Pure Yang Art, his internal energy was now second only to Ye Wen's, making him arguably the second strongest expert in the Shu Mountain Sect.

With his profound Zhenqi (True Qi), he also grasped the previously somewhat obscure Footwork of Treading on Snow Without Leaving a Trace. When executed, it could genuinely achieve its name—treading on snow without leaving a mark. To show off his perfected lightness skill, this fellow Xu Xian specifically created a sand pit and sprinted across it, yet he didn't leave a single footprint.

After watching, Ye Wen only commented, "I wonder what level that Spiritual Void Disciple of Senior Ling Xuzi truly achieved..."

Hearing this, Xu Xian was filled with yearning. Alas, he hadn't memorized even a fraction of the incantation for that Spiritual Void Disciple. He had no way to recall it, so he could only sigh, "If only I hadn't been so careless in the past!" before finding a corner to brood over his regret.

Besides these, Ye Wen had also acquired the Iron Palm technique, the one from the Iron Palm Gang. In the original story, this was a renowned fierce palm technique. After much thought, he decided to pass this palm technique on to Guo Jing once his cultivation reached a certain level.

Although this palm technique was not as overwhelmingly fierce as the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, its power was by no means inferior, and its intricate variations were superior. The only thing troubling Ye Wen was that this palm technique had numerous variations; would Guo Jing be able to master it?

"Fortunately, no matter how many variations there are, the core remains fierce palm power. If Guo Jing can simplify the technique, taking only the essence, perhaps he could forge another formidable palm style..." Thinking this, Ye Wen felt he was getting ahead of himself. Guo Jing hadn't even finished learning the Heavy Sword technique yet; practicing a new skill now was clearly unsuitable.

"I am not one of the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan; seeing Guo Jing learn slowly, I won't cram several techniques into him at once! Wouldn't that just confuse him more?" With this realization, he didn't bring out the Iron Palm immediately. He only practiced it himself for a while before putting it away. However, he made a copy beforehand, waiting for the right time to give it to Guo Jing.

The rest were hardly worth mentioning. One particular item caused Ye Wen extreme frustration: "Absolute Domain? This thing, which is more ridiculous than the Seven-Colored Battle Qi, has popped up too?"

According to the explanation in the original text, this was something that stimulated human potential to unleash tremendous combat power. However, based on the original explanation, the level of an Absolute Domain's strength was graded by how much each person grasped their own potential. Setting aside the questionable assumption that everyone's potential was the same, many things in the original text couldn't be explained by this system. Simply put, this was a classic case of trying to find a scientific basis for a power system and ending up with something even more disastrous.

"I wonder how this ring explains it!"

Curiosity piqued, he flipped through it a few more times. Only then did he realize that this manual had largely patched up some of the BUGs. The most crucial point was that the definition of 'inducing human potential' had been completely revised.

This Absolute Domain was a cultivation method for refining the physical body, continuously extracting bodily strength and then refining it back into the cultivator himself, achieving a virtuous cycle.

The original ranking system based on verbal cues was retained, and an upper limit was set for the power of the Absolute Domain, along with a more reasonable definition—it was based on the mastery level of this Absolute Domain, not on one's inherent potential.

If it were just this, Ye Wen would have been covetous of this power. Imagine how wonderful it would be to temper one's body until it was incredibly strong, rendering it impervious to blades and spears without needing Zhenqi protection? Unfortunately, this power system shared a very similar problem with the Seven-Colored Battle Qi: strong exclusivity!

For instance, if Ye Wen were to cultivate this power, his original Zhenqi system would instantly collapse, devoured and decomposed by the Absolute Domain, which would then use these purest energies to temper the cultivator's body, and finally feed the power back into itself, looping repeatedly until all that power was exhausted.

While this path could lead the power system to a very strong level, Ye Wen’s entire existing cultivation base would be completely ruined!

"Sigh... useless to keep, a pity to discard! A chicken rib! A chicken rib!"

Placing the Absolute Domain manual next to the Seven-Colored Battle Qi, Ye Wen had once considered tossing both into the martial world to incite turmoil. But looking back, this offered no benefit to his Shu Mountain Sect. After all, the sect currently needed peaceful development, not an immediate descent into chaos.

Before one's own strength reaches a considerable level, entering troubled times is not a blessing! Instead, it makes one a target for the ambitious!

Abandoning the idea, Ye Wen focused solely on cultivating Innate Zhenqi, occasionally practicing the Iron Palm, Soft Palm, and the X-road Sword Technique. As for the insights he gained while inscribing characters on the mountain cliff that day, he had managed to digest some of them during these past few days. However, that day was a flash of inspiration, an extraordinary display; trying to recapture that feeling now was not easy.

For now, he could only recall it bit by bit, his fingers constantly sketching in the void. He wasn't afraid of being seen; those who saw would witness a trace of purple Qi at his fingertips, leaving behind a purple character 'Shu' in the air as Ye Wen twisted his wrist!

This 'Shu' character incorporated all of Ye Wen's Zhenqi variations. As he wrote, his perception deepened, and he understood his own power a little more. Combined with the refinement emphasized in his earlier Purple Cloud Art, the synergy brought about significant insights.

Ye Wen believed that if he could fully comprehend all the subtleties within this character 'Shu,' his skill could advance further, allowing him to truly reach the formidable level he displayed when writing on the cliff, rather than only achieving occasional brilliance through sudden inspiration.

He even had an inkling that the key to breaking through the Great Perfection of the Innate realm and reaching the level of a true top master lay within this character. If he could fully grasp it, even with his current power level, he could contend equally with those masters.

"Shu!"

Ye Wen frowned, unable to fathom how he had managed it that day. After thinking it over repeatedly, he finally reached a conclusion: he had an outsider present that day, fueling an unwillingness to admit defeat. He focused solely on achieving the goal, and many things emerged almost instinctively. Now that the urgency was gone, he naturally couldn't reproduce it.

"In the martial path, it really comes down to focus! It's all about obsession; without that persistent, unwilling-to-lose obsession, there probably won't be any progress!"

Understanding this, Ye Wen realized the crux of his problem: he hadn't truly integrated into this world. His mind was cluttered with too many miscellaneous thoughts, unlike the genuine martial artists who possessed such singular focus! In this regard alone, he lagged behind his junior sister and Xu Xian.

Thinking carefully, every breakthrough he made was due to an urgent need. Now that he had reached a certain level, a sense of ease settled in his heart, his drive for progress plummeted, and breaking through again became much harder.

"Knowing the problem is one thing; solving it is another!"

This feeling was not pleasant at all—knowing the issue but being unable to fix it. Ye Wen's temper had become somewhat worse lately. Fortunately, he cultivated Daoist mental arts, which emphasized calmness and serenity. Had he practiced other techniques, this mindset might have led to immediate Zouhu Ru Mo (Qi deviation/going berserk)!

Realizing the danger, he immediately halted his practice. Instead, he spent his days wandering around Shu Mountain, trying to settle his agitated heart, and he even picked up the Tai Chi Fist, which he hadn't practiced in a long time.

To his surprise, this helped calm his mind considerably. Before, ever since his skills had matured and he discovered the Cold Pool, he hadn't practiced the Tai Chi Fist. Now, letting his movements flow naturally, even though it offered little benefit to his power level, it evoked a unique artistic conception in his heart.

As he practiced with fervor, he couldn't help but circulate his Innate Purple Qi through the repeated, back-and-forth, winding movements of the Tai Chi Fist. When he finished a set, he felt refreshed and entirely comfortable.

"It seems I shouldn't abandon this technique in the future; it's truly a fine thing!" While the health-preserving Tai Chi had little combat power, its efficacy in nourishing the body, calming the mind, and condensing the spirit was the culmination of Daoist academic mastery. Combined with Ye Wen's Daoist internal arts, it formed a perfect internal-external resonance with the Tai Chi Fist.

As his excitement grew, Ye Wen felt that the health-preserving Tai Chi wasn't entirely without combat potential. The moves of the Tai Chi Fist were essentially fixed; the true difference lay in the methods of channeling force, the rhythm changes of speed and slowness according to one's will, and other aspects that determined whether a set of Tai Chi was for fitness or for fighting.

When he first learned it, Ye Wen only learned the stances, and the method of channeling force was mostly for loosening the body. Naturally, he didn't know how to use it for combat. But now, having sparred with others multiple times and learned several exquisite skills, combining this with the principles of Tai Chi—which were not hard to find—he could indeed use it to fight.

However, drawing a conclusion on its actual might was difficult! The Tai Chi Fist commanded great fame because of its subtlety. Whether the results he derived on his own could match the original version, even he couldn't say for sure.

"Why think so much? I'm not striving for victory based on fist techniques!"

His mood significantly brightened, and Ye Wen turned to find Xu Xian, wanting to check on Huang Rongrong's situation. Since Xu Xian agreed to instruct Huang Rongrong, she began cultivating the arts of the Shu Mountain Sect. She already had some foundation, so she didn't need to start from scratch. Seeing this, Xu Xian directly taught her the revised Supreme Pure Yang Art.

"This technique has been heavily modified by me; I know nothing of any potential problems! Have you thought this through? Do you really want to practice it?"

Huang Rongrong bit her lip, finally concluding that besides the Shu Mountain Sect, where else could she learn such profound, exquisite arts? Especially a sect's ultimate, fundamental technique? If she wanted revenge, she had to steel her resolve! Those difficulties should simply be considered nonexistent!

Nodding, Huang Rongrong affirmed resolutely, "I want to learn!"

Xu Xian nodded, then imparted the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies, Only I Am Supreme Art—a name Ye Wen had renamed it—to Huang Rongrong, personally guarding her side lest any issues arise. Fortunately, since this technique originated from the Supreme Pure Yang Art, as long as Xu Xian protected her, it would be difficult for Huang Rongrong to suffer harm; any anomaly, and Xu Xian could stabilize her with the Supreme Art.

He recalled handing the revised Supreme Pure Yang Art to Ye Wen for review, to which Ye Wen immediately replied, "Although this technique is modified from the Supreme Pure Yang Art, the Zhenqi cultivated is no longer Pure Yang Zhenqi; its nature leans toward Yin and is incomparably domineering. Calling it the Supreme Pure Yang Art is a great misnomer. It should simply be renamed the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies, Only I Am Supreme Art!"

"This name... isn't it a bit too overbearing?" Xu Xian didn't find the name particularly appealing; he just felt the technique's name was too domineering, attracting unwanted attention.

Ye Wen was unconcerned. "It's good to be domineering! Moreover, this modified technique is already unparalleled in its dominance; if the fame isn't overbearing, how can it reflect its characteristics?" Saying this, he patted Xu Xian’s shoulder, "Junior Brother, you have added another foundational technique to our Shu Mountain Sect!"

At this point, he was eager for his junior brother and sister to concoct more original works, lest the Shu Mountain Sect codex in the future read nothing but 'Authored by Ye Wen, Authored by Ye Wen, Authored by Ye Wen...'

Especially the core ultimate skills, if all were marked 'Authored by Ye Wen,' it would be too conspicuous. Besides the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies, Only I Am Supreme Art, marked with Xu Xian's name, Ye Wen also attributed the newly organized Innate Body-Breaking Formless Sword Qi to his junior sister. Since this technique had changed significantly after Ning Ruxue cultivated it, renaming it after her was fitting.

Back then, Ning Ruxue had wanted to name this skill, but every suggestion she came up with was unsatisfactory. Names like Azure Lotus Formless Sword, Azure Lotus Divine Sword, Azure Lotus Sword—all were rejected.

"Why must it be tied to Azure Lotus?" Ye Wen was puzzled by the recurring 'Azure Lotus' in the names.

"The only green thing I can think of is the Azure Lotus!" His junior sister looked genuinely innocent!

"Green onions are also green, aren't they?" Ye Wen’s thoughts strayed to food, which greatly displeased Ning Ruxue. In the end, she stopped consulting her senior brother about technique names and went to think for herself. But she hadn't thought of a good name yet, so the manual, rewritten according to Ning Ruxue's current execution method, could only be marked as Innate Body-Breaking Formless Sword Qi.

These martial arts manuals had now all been organized by Ye Wen and placed on the bookshelf in his own room. Currently, his room seemed the safest place in the Shu Mountain Sect; placing them elsewhere would only cause more unease. Before the disciples grew up, a scripture repository was merely an illusion!

Time slowly passed, and summer arrived. After a period of adjustment, Ye Wen resumed his cultivation. This time, he was no longer eager for quick results, practicing slowly. Even if his power seemed to increase by nothing in a day, he didn't rush, though the practice time was not reduced—he just trained steadily, knowing that persistence would wear down stone over time.

Ning Ruxue’s realm finally stabilized preliminarily, and her sword energy was incomparably formidable. Hua Yi had tried to approach a few times, but seeing the cyan sword energy hovering like a spiritual snake around Ning Ruxue’s palm, she dared not come close and stayed far away.

Speaking of Hua Yi, ever since Ye Wen placed her under house arrest, she had spent her days on the mountain without complaint. Ye Wen didn't forbid her from leaving the mountain, but he didn't stop her from wandering around Shu Mountain. So, she spent her days strolling, even buying some flower seeds to plant many flowers outside the room where she stayed.

After planting flowers, she went to the courtyard where Ye Wen lived and asked if he wanted to plant some flora outside his room to adjust his mood?

At that time, Hua Yi's martial arts were sealed, so Ye Wen wasn't afraid of her. Hearing her suggestion to plant flowers, he thought it was a good idea and agreed.

"What kind of flowers does Sect Leader Ye prefer to plant in front of his room?"

Ye Wen thought for a moment, a mischievous thought arising, and he bluntly said, "Plant some Morning Glory..."

Hua Yi was momentarily stunned: "Morning Glory?"

"Uh... I mean the Qian Niu Hua!" Ye Wen remembered that 'Morning Glory' was the colloquial term from his original world. Although this flower existed in this world, no one called it that. Fortunately, he still remembered its proper name.

Hua Yi certainly knew Qian Niu Hua, but this flower wasn't considered particularly elegant! On the contrary, because it was easy to grow, common households often planted a cluster of them around fences. More crucially, the seeds of this flower could be used as medicine; planting many allowed one to sell them to apothecaries for copper coins, and if not, they could be used directly when needed.

She couldn't fathom why Ye Wen's tastes were so strange. She didn't know that Ye Wen's thoughts had wandered far afield, and he was secretly gloating.

"Do we need to plant some flowers in front of Sister Ning's room as well?"

Because of the need to guard against this woman, whenever Hua Yi appeared, Ning Ruxue would definitely stay nearby, absolutely unwilling to give her a chance to be alone with her senior brother.

After all, Hua Yi's sentence that night—"I want to marry into the Ye family"—had inflicted too severe a blow, leaving Ning Ruxue deeply uneasy.

She trusted her senior brother, but if this woman employed some trickery, intentionally taking advantage of Ye Wen to make him responsible, the situation would become difficult to resolve, so it was better for her to watch.

Hearing Hua Yi's question, the less informed Ning Ruxue didn't know how to answer and turned to look at Ye Wen.

Seeing this, Ye Wen felt another wave of sly amusement, but his face remained earnest: "For my junior sister, let's plant some daisies!"

Ning Ruxue's lack of understanding was unsurprising to Ye Wen, but Hua Yi merely responded with an 'Oh' and said nothing further, which surprised Ye Wen a bit. Then he realized she was just a novice and it was normal for her not to grasp the implied meaning. Furthermore, in this context, the daisy was merely a flower, whereas in that other world... his own thoughts from another world were indeed overly wicked.

"I am ashamed! I am ashamed!" He muttered shamelessly to himself, then began to ponder whether, if his junior sister understood his meaning later, she might, in shame and anger, move to eradicate him completely?

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