Surprisingly Enough, Common Sense Is Overpowered in a Cliché Cultivation World

That's a lot of nines.

That was the first thought that came to his mind; the second was, "Heavens, it really worked."

Ning glanced at his panel:

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Name: Ji Ning

Spiritual Root: Mid-grade Spiritual Root.

Attributes: Five Elemental Attributes

Talent: Extreme Space-Time Sensitivity

Realm: Great Circle of 1st Stage of Qi Condensation

Cultivation Method: Pure Qi Sutra (1st Floor:79/100)

Martial Arts: Bone Forging Fist (Small Accomplishment: 189/400), Shadow Steps (Small Accomplishment:297/400), Turtle Breathing (Small Accomplishment:201/400), Eyes of the Hawk (Starting:77/100)

Buff: Blessing Of Heavenly Dao. Cultivation speed increased by 99% and Comprehension increased by 99%. Duration: 9 days, 9 hours, 9 minutes, 9 seconds

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"Heavens! It really freaking worked." Ning pinched himself a bit and confirmed that it was really true.

In truth, Ning had continued the experiment with a fluke mentality, not expecting much from it. However, when it actually came true, he was surprised beyond measure.

"Truly, I surprise myself when I make a move." Ning couldn't help but thank his lucky stars.

After all, he didn't understand a thing about those scriptures, let alone resonate with them. But it seems that the quality of the scripture was truly too freaking high, so much so that just reciting it gave him the blessing of the heavenly dao.

Similarly, probably because it was due to the blessings of heaven, there were a lot of nines. In the realm of numerology, nine held a profound significance as a celestial number associated with cosmic harmony and perfection. It represented the wholeness and balance of the universe, encapsulating the essence of existence itself. This significance was mirrored in the cultivation realm, where each stage comprised nine levels. Basically, Nine was considered perfection.

"Still, this world is weirder than I thought since such scriptures actually have unexpected effects." Ning narrowed his eyes, his thoughts turning before he sighed and shook his head.

If it works then it works, the reason for its mechanism can only be slowly pondered upon. But enough of that, Ning wanted to see the effects of the buff.

Ning assumed the lotus position, allowing his body to settle into a state of tranquility. With each controlled breath, he synchronized his inhalations and exhalations, following the prescribed rhythm outlined in the Pure Qi Sutra. Immediately, he felt a surge of Qi rushing towards him from the surroundings, the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth.

From his own experience, Ning found that the role of breathing in the sutra was just to control the rhythm.

It was similar to how rapping required a beat. As long as the rhythm of the rap followed the beat, it would sound smooth, regardless of whether it was a single rhyme or double rhyme.

The human body also needed an effective rhythm to inhale spiritual Qi and synergize with heaven and earth.

Nine shallow exhalations and one deep inhalation...

And the spiritual Qi surged like a tidal wave.

Low-grade spiritual roots could only absorb Qi from the mouth and nose due to their limited talent. Mid-grade spiritual roots could absorb Qi from some of the pores in their body. High-grade spiritual roots, on the other hand, could absorb Qi from all the pores of the body.

What did that mean?

Imagine a person standing beneath a cascade of money raining from the sky. Someone with only their hands at their disposal would struggle to catch more than a few coins, no matter how arduously they reached and grasped. In stark contrast, those blessed with immense talent would be scraping money with a bulldozer. They could collect all the money that fell from the sky, no matter how much there was to collect.

Now, here was Ning, who seemingly brought a vacuum cleaner, ready to suck all of the money in the state of blessing.

Ning also understood the chasm of talent. Those with talent and those without—it was as if they belonged to two different weight classes. This stark division was the reason why most individuals with low-grade talent were often neglected.

In the state of the blessing, Ning felt like every pore in his body was gaping wide, greedily absorbing the spiritual Qi. The Qi that poured into his body through the pores made him feel like his body was being massaged by countless little hands. It was an extremely comfortable sensation.

It felt too good!

At that moment, Ning once again fell deeper into the quagmire of cultivation. After completing one segment, the Qi returned to his dantian, and the spiritual Qi around his body began to calm down. It was a complete cycle. Ning exhaled the turbid Qi, his eyes shining brightly with remaining spirituality.

"F*ck, that was too freaking good. Is this how those with higher talent feel all the time? I am so freaking jealous," Ning said, wearing a satisfied expression.

As a mid-grade spirit root, he possessed the cultivation speed, almost rivaling to those of high-grade ones, which was quite unique.

Of course, Ning left out Xiao Fan who was already on 3rd stage with just low-grade spiritual roots. That guy's just a freak.

Afterward, Ning took out a small booklet named "Bone Forging Fist" and started to comprehend it. Now, he wanted to check the improvement of his comprehension.

Ning had practiced this technique for a long time, so his understanding of the technique was already quite high. However, in this blessed state, he was able to see even more details that he had missed before. It was as if a divine presence was aiding him, allowing him to understand the parts that seemed obscure and find areas that could still be improved in his training.

"Hah," Ning barely managed to snap out of the trance-like state where knowledge became crystal clear.

[Bone Forging Fist (Small Accomplishment: 189 -> 192/400)]

Ning's already good comprehension ability essentially doubled in this case, placing him in the realm of genius. His comprehension ability was monstrous, if he said so himself.

Then, he grew worried.

While it was a joyous occasion, once he tasted being a true genius, it was hard to go back.

After all, he still didn't know much about the blessing.

Was it stackable? Repeatable?

"Once again, too many questions. The only way to find out is to do more tests," Ning muttered slowly, but this time, he didn't move.

If the blessing was only a one-time thing, then he couldn't waste any time. Now was the prime opportunity to break through to the second stage.

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