Online Game: Me, with Unparalleled Comprehension

He sat cross-legged on the bed and took a deep breath.

With a slight thought, the Nine Yang True Qi in his dantian surged and flowed slowly along his meridians.

The warm, vital energy flowed through my limbs and bones like golden streams.

At the edge of the field of vision, a pale gold system notification steadily popped up—

[Nine Yang Divine Skill Proficiency +306]

One week, two weeks, three weeks...

The true energy washed over the meridians again and again, becoming increasingly solid.

The moonlight outside the window moved slowly, and the chirping of insects gradually subsided.

Time passes little by little.

Meanwhile, the meeting room was brightly lit.

Professor Zhang sat at the head of the long table, with several documents spread out in front of him.

Two researchers were sitting next to me; one was typing something on his laptop, and the other was flipping through documents in his hand.

Li Dahu was sitting opposite him, holding a notebook.

"Wu Feng just called," Professor Zhang said, tapping his finger lightly on the table. "He said that after building the stronghold, we can recruit bandits from other strongholds."

Li Dahu raised his head, his brow furrowing: "To surrender?"

"Yes." Professor Zhang nodded. "He didn't explain the specifics of how it works, but this function is very important to us."

A researcher adjusted his glasses and opened the file in his hand: "According to the intelligence we've gathered, players usually wipe out bandit camps when they attack them, and very few try to recruit them. If this feature does exist, it means that bandit camps are not just monster-farming spots, but also a way to expand one's power."

Professor Zhang leaned back in his chair and tapped the table twice with his fingers.

"Although not all of our people have arrived yet, we can start researching it first. Once we reach the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun, we'll see if we can use it as well."

Li Dahu scribbled a few words in his notebook, then looked up: "The question is, what are the conditions for surrender? Under what circumstances will an NPC surrender? Is it when their health is low enough, or is a specific skill or item required?"

"These all need to be tested," another researcher chimed in. "The fact that Wu Feng was able to discover this feature means the triggering conditions aren't too demanding. But his skill level is what it is; his attacking counterfeit goods is not the same as our attacking counterfeit goods. We need to consider the difficulty of operation for ordinary players."

Professor Zhang was silent for a moment before speaking, "Here's what we'll do: you guys draft a plan first. Once the first batch of people arrives in the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun, find a small mountain stronghold to test their skills. It would be best if they could surrender, but if not, it's not a loss; we'll still get the resources and equipment."

Both researchers nodded in agreement.

Li Dahu also wrote it down in his notebook.

"Also," Professor Zhang added, remembering something else, "Wu Feng's stronghold is located on Wohu Mountain, a good location. Once our people arrive, we can meet up with him first and see how it operates. We can learn what we can and use what we can."

They chatted about the details for a few more minutes before going their separate ways.

In-game.

Time passed during the practice.

The sky outside the window changed from pitch black to deep blue, and then from deep blue to grayish-white.

Morning light streamed into the room through the window.

Wu Feng was immersed in cultivation, his breathing was long and steady, and a faint golden halo surrounded him.

The vital energy washes over the meridians again and again.

That feeling was like getting closer and closer to the threshold of breakthrough.

Suddenly, Wu Feng felt a jolt within his body.

The true energy in his dantian suddenly boiled, surging like boiling water, and then circulated wildly along his meridians.

The speed of its operation was more than twice as fast as usual, and the true energy was like a great golden river, surging and roaring in the meridians.

The meridians swelled up with the true energy, causing a slight throbbing pain, but more than anything, it was a feeling of exhilaration.

Immediately afterwards—

"boom--"

A muffled roar exploded within his body.

Wu Feng felt a jolt throughout his body, and a surge of heat exploded from his dantian, instantly flowing through his entire body along the Ren and Du meridians.

At that moment, it felt as if I had been thrown into lava, with scalding heat seeping into every pore, permeating my limbs and bones.

That feeling is hard to describe.

It's like a long-blocked river channel suddenly being completely dredged, or a wild beast that has been trapped in a cage for a long time finally breaking free of its restraints.

At the same time, a system notification sounded in my ear, and golden text appeared in the center of my vision:

[Congratulations on reaching the Perfect level in your Nine Yang Divine Skill proficiency. The "Master One, Master All" martial arts principle has been enhanced.]

Wu Feng slowly finished his practice and opened his eyes.

A flash of golden light appeared in his eyes, and he gently exhaled a breath of stale air.

He looked down at his hands and clenched his fists.

He could clearly feel the power surging within him, a power far greater than before.

The Nine Yang True Qi flowed slowly through the meridians, and the feeling of continuous life was many times stronger than when it reached its peak.

More importantly, after the Ren and Du meridians are fully opened, the speed of the circulation of true qi increases significantly, with almost no sense of obstruction.

Is this the completion of the Nine Yang Divine Skill?

Wu Feng's lips curled up slightly, and with a thought, he opened the skill bar.

[Nine Yang Divine Skill (Perfect 0/2400000): This is a supreme internal energy cultivation method that integrates the ultimate principles of martial arts. Once mastered, it allows one to utilize virtually any martial art in the world. Its purpose is to develop human potential, strengthen the body, and generate internal energy at an incredibly rapid, inexhaustible rate. Upon reaching the perfect level, the speed of true qi circulation increases by 50%, and the speed of internal energy recovery increases by 100%.]

After achieving perfection, the skill requirement increased again, from 135 million to 240 million.

Wu Feng shook his head. This Nine Yang Divine Skill requires a really high level of proficiency.

His gaze fell on the newly added status—

[Martial Arts Principles - Master One, Master All (Intermediate): Increases Comprehension by 100, reduces martial arts upgrade proficiency requirements by 20%.]

Comprehension increased by 100.

It's doubled since I started.

The "Martial Arts Upgrade Proficiency Requirement -20%" has also increased by 10% compared to before.

Wu Feng stared at the line of text for a few seconds, then flipped to the attribute panel.

My gaze fell on the top line—

【Perception: 562】

He gave a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

When the Nine Yang Divine Skill is fully mastered, it has 512 points. Now that it is perfected, it has gained another 50 points.

The skill level required to gain proficiency points has increased from 306 to 336.

That's an extra 30 points. Add to that the 20% reduction in proficiency from mastering everything, and the actual training efficiency has increased significantly.

Wu Feng looked at the line of text and tapped his knee lightly with his fingertips.

From beginner to intermediate, comprehension increases from 50 to 100, and proficiency reduction increases from 10% to 20%.

What if you practice until you reach the highest level?

Increase comprehension by another 100? 200?

Reduce the proficiency requirement by another 20%? Or 30%?

Wu Feng squinted as he looked at the line of text.

I'm actually kind of looking forward to it.

But it's too early to think about these things now.

My Nine Yang Divine Skill has just reached perfection, with a proficiency level of 0/2400000. I'm still far from achieving the Great Perfection.

He snapped out of his thoughts and stretched his wrists.

The joints made a series of soft, cracking sounds, and the fatigue from practicing all night long dissipated considerably during the activity.

Wu Feng pushed open the door, and the morning light fell on his face, carrying a slight chill.

The courtyard was quiet, and the doors to the other rooms were all closed.

He walked to the middle of the courtyard and shouted, "Get up, everyone, let's go to the Hall of Gathering Righteousness."

The door to the main room on the left opened first, and Li Qinglu poked her head out. Her hair was still a little messy, and she rubbed her eyes: "Wu Lang, so early?"

"I have something to arrange, hurry up."

Li Qinglu responded and shrank back to close the door.

Mu Wanqing's door opened as well. She had already put on her veil, nodded to him, and said softly, "Good morning, young master."

Azi ran out of the side room, tucking her hair as she ran, muttering, "Coming, coming."