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The hatch slid open, and Wu Feng opened his eyes. He sat up, using the edge as leverage to jump out.

I walked to the window and drew back the curtains.

The night was deep outside, with the city's neon lights intertwined.

There was a slight chill in the air from the night.

He grabbed his phone and keys, opened the door, and went outside.

There weren't many people on the street, with only a few late-night pedestrians hurrying by.

He turned into an alley, which was not deep and had old residential buildings on both sides, with the ground floors converted into shops.

Walking deeper into the alley, there was a grilled fish restaurant with its lights still on. The storefront was small, with a few wooden tables and chairs placed at the entrance.

The smoke from the charcoal fire rose upwards, carrying the aroma of cumin and chili.

He walked up to the stall, and a middle-aged man wearing a greasy apron looked up and asked, "What would you like to eat?"

"Garlic-flavored grilled fish, made with sea bass," Wu Feng said. "And two bowls of rice."

"Okay." The boss turned around and went back to work.

While waiting for the food, Wu Feng took out his phone, unlocked it, and opened the official forum of "Jianghu Dream".

The homepage feed scrolled down like a waterfall, showing over 87 million online users. He scrolled down through the feeds one by one.

The most popular posts are all about the martial arts test.

Some people posted lists of awards from various countries, some analyzed the intensity of competition in different countries, and some predicted who would win.

He clicked on a pinned post, which detailed the rewards for martial arts competitions in various countries:

The top military scholar of the Song Dynasty: 1,000 taels of gold, a third-rank military officer, and a royal residence. The second and third place scholars also received corresponding rewards, starting with 100 taels of gold.

The Mongolian reward included a magnificent Akhal-Teke horse, the title of "First Warrior of Mongolia," and an audience with the Khan.

The reward from Dali is the qualification to practice the Duan family's One-Finger Divine Skill, which allows one to become a lay disciple at Tianlong Temple.

The Western Xia rewarded the official with the status of a guest minister of the Western Xia First-Class Hall, and also gave them the opportunity to enter the imperial library.

The Tibetan, Uyghur, and Liao dynasties each had their own unique rewards, making it dazzling to see.

The post received a lively response, with some eager to try, others pouring cold water on the idea, and still others analyzing the skill distribution of players from different countries.

Another popular post was an official announcement: During the martial arts competition, the entire battle will be broadcast live, and all players can watch the real-time battle footage through the forum.

The comments under the post were all "Looking forward to it," "Finally, we can watch the show," and "Let's see how strong those experts really are."

Wu Feng read through each item one by one, a slight twitch appearing at the corner of his mouth.

This event is really something else. It takes place simultaneously in multiple countries and is broadcast live throughout. In addition to the honor of being the martial arts champion, the first place winner also receives a lot of rewards. Basically, anyone who gets into the top three can live comfortably in their local area.

Especially in countries that revere military might, the treatment is even better. Although the rewards aren't as high as those in the Song Dynasty, there are many other rewards, such as the Akhal-Teke horses from Mongolia. Every place has its unique rewards.

It's clear that the players are very enthusiastic about the competition.

He browsed through other posts.

Just as I was flipping through the dishes, a staff member came over with a tray and placed the grilled fish and rice on the table.

A generous layer of minced garlic was spread out, sizzling and steaming, with an irresistible aroma.

The side dishes include bean sprouts, tofu skin, and potato slices, all soaked in sauce.

"Enjoy your meal at your leisure," the clerk said, turning and leaving.

Wu Feng closed the forum, put his phone on the table, picked up his chopsticks, and took a piece of fish.

The fish is tender and the rich garlic flavor melts in your mouth.

He ate a couple of mouthfuls of rice, then picked up a piece of fish and ate slowly.

After he had almost finished eating the fish, he took out the side dishes and ate them with rice.

The broth wasn't wasted either; it was poured over the rice, mixed, and then thoroughly cleaned.

The grilled fish was a generous portion, and I ate several bowls of rice with it.

Wu Feng leaned back in his chair and let out a satisfied burp, the feeling spreading from his stomach throughout his body.

I took out my phone, scanned the code to pay, and got up to leave.

The night breeze felt cool on my face.

I walked back the way I came, returned to my lodgings, and took a hot shower.

Hot water poured over his head, and he closed his eyes, feeling the warmth it brought.

After washing and drying myself, I put my clothes in the washing machine to clean them, and changed into a white T-shirt and casual pants.

He walked back to the game pod, opened the hatch, and lay down inside. The hatch closed, he shut his eyes, and his consciousness sank.

In the game world, when the scene before your eyes changes from blurry to clear.

The oil lamp was still lit, the flame flickering slightly.

Moonlight streamed through the window cracks, casting a small patch of grayish-white light on the ground.

Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and then slowly exhale.

He guided the Nine Yang True Qi, slowly circulating it along the Qi circulation path of the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

True energy rises from the dantian, passes through the perineum, goes past the coccyx, and ascends along the Du meridian. That faint warmth flows like a fine silk thread through the meridians.

As the heat passed the Mingmen point, it intensified slightly. As it passed the Jiaji point, the heat increased further. As it passed the Dazhui point, the heat surged up to the back of the neck.

Upon reaching Baihui (GV20), a warm sensation descends from the top of the head. Then, the true energy flows down along the Ren meridian, passing Yintang (GV24), Tanzhong (CV17), Juque (CV14), and finally returns to Dantian (CV6).

One great cycle.

[Nine Yang Divine Skill Proficiency +276]

Pale gold text popped up at the edge of my field of vision.

He immersed himself in that faint warm current, letting his inner energy wash over his meridians again and again.

Although the warmth was faint, it solidified with each rotation.

Time passed in the midst of cultivation. The moonlight outside the window shifted from the east to the west.

A night breeze blew in gusts, and the green bamboo in the courtyard swayed and rustled, like the sound of distant tides.

[Nine Yang Divine Skill Proficiency +276]

[Nine Yang Divine Skill Proficiency +276]

The indicator pulsed steadily, one cycle after another.

That vital energy flowed through the meridians, and with each cycle, the warmth deepened.

After an unknown amount of time, the window paper changed from dark black to deep blue, and then from deep blue to grayish-white.

In the distance, the faint crowing of roosters could be heard, coming from several courtyards away. The sound was muffled, as if it came from a very far place.

[Nine Yang Divine Skill proficiency increased to Proficiency.]

It was 3:45 AM. Wu Feng slowly finished his practice and opened his eyes.

The faint golden glint in his eyes flashed and disappeared in an instant, sinking into his depths.

He exhaled a long breath, which condensed into a straight white streak in the cool morning air.

He glanced at the skill bar. [Nine Yang Divine Skill (Proficiency 12400/400000)]

After a night of cultivation, I gained over 60,000 proficiency points, and the Nine Yang Divine Skill also reached the proficiency level, providing even greater bonuses.

He got up and stretched, then pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard. He called out towards the front hall, "Waiter."

Footsteps sounded quickly. The waiter came running over, a smile plastered on his face: "Good morning, sir! Want some breakfast?"

"Hmm." Wu Feng took out a piece of silver weighing about three qian from his sleeve and placed it on the stone table in the courtyard. "Breakfast for three people. Noodle soup, a pound of braised beef, four hard-boiled eggs, and some stir-fried vegetables. Bring it to the courtyard."

"Alright!" The waiter took the silver, turned around, and ran back in a flash.

Wu Feng walked to the door of the west wing and knocked three times.

A moment later, the door opened from the inside, and Li Qinglu stood in the threshold, her hair a little messy and her eyes still sleepy. When she saw it was him, the corners of her mouth curved up.

"Good morning, Wu Lang."

"Get up and have breakfast," Wu Feng said.

Li Qinglu nodded and stepped out the door.

Wu Feng then called Wu Xingyun. The three of them walked to the stone table and sat down.

Before long, the waiter came running in carrying a large food box and placed the items on the stone table one by one.

Steaming bowl of noodle soup, a plate of thinly sliced ​​braised beef, four hard-boiled eggs, and a plate of stir-fried greens.

The three ate in silence. The morning light gradually shone on them, casting faint shadows on the blue bricks.

The meal took about 15 minutes. Li Qinglu put down her bowl and let out a satisfied sigh.

Wu Xingyun also put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a cloth.

Wu Feng looked at the two of them and said, "I'm going to participate in the martial arts test later. You two rest in the inn and don't wander off."

Li Qinglu nodded: "Okay."

Wu Xingyun nodded as well.