Devour: Can you also draw entries from clone projection worlds?

In the twenty-first year, Wei Wen began to close the net, or rather, to make some preparations before leaving.

Twenty years of experience was enough. He had been a doctor in this world for twenty years, treating patients and prescribing medicine for twenty years.

But his purpose in coming into this world was never to be a doctor; becoming a doctor was merely a matter of fate.

He obtained the Longevity Manual, the Jade Disc of He, the Relic of the Evil Emperor, the War God's Manual... but there was one thing he hadn't gotten. No, not one thing, but many different things.

That night, Wei Wen closed the door of the pharmacy and sat in the room for a long time. The fire in the stove had gone out, leaving only a last glimmer of dark red light in the ashes.

He opened the system panel and brought up the list of entries.

More than forty white entries, a dozen green ones, a few blue ones, a few purple ones, and the golden entry "Martial Arts Godhood" that gave him a domain, allowing him to touch the threshold of laws at the planetary level.

Each of these terms is useful, but what truly allowed him to gain a foothold in this martial arts world was not the terms themselves, or rather, not just the terms.

There were also the things he brought back from the low-level martial arts world: sixty years of cultivation experience, hundreds of thousands of years of internal energy accumulation, and a profound understanding of the "Dao".

He needs to transform all of these things into strength, not quantitative strength, but qualitative strength.

The War God's Manual just happened to give him such a key, allowing him to see the threshold of "Tao," but he had not yet crossed it; he had only stood on the threshold and glanced inside.

The three grandmasters spent their entire lives trying to cross this threshold. Fu Cailin said that his "Dao" was higher than his own, and Bi Xuan said that his realm was higher than his own, but that was only their understanding of "Dao", not "Dao" itself.

After all... understanding is one thing, doing is another. He can talk eloquently about the "Tao," but can he "use" the Tao?

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Wei Wen closed his eyes and focused his consciousness into his dantian. Vast internal energy surged through his meridians. However, most of this internal energy was "borrowed" rather than "cultivated" by him. It should be said that only the very beginning and the most fundamental part was cultivated by himself.

The essence of the Evil Emperor's Relic comes from the Demon Emperors of all generations, and the spiritual power of the He Shi Bi comes from the treasures of heaven and earth. He simply used the Returning to Origin Technique to "integrate" them into it.

But ultimately, they are not, or rather, not entirely his, just like living in someone else's house, no matter how long you live there, it is not your own home.

He needs to transform these inner strengths into his own, truly and completely his own.

This is by no means just about "integrating" through the Guiyuan Gong, but also about "transforming" through the War God Diagram, transforming all things in heaven and earth for one's own use, and transforming all energy into its origin.

He began to circulate the mental techniques of the War God's Manual. Vast internal energy churned, compressed, and purified in his dantian, like a rough iron billet being repeatedly forged in a raging fire.

The few impurities that were already present were gradually stripped away, and the slight superficiality was gradually compacted.

This process was extremely slow and painful. With each impurity removed, his meridians felt like they were being pricked by needles, and with each strand of true qi compressed, his dantian felt like it was being struck by a hammer.

But he didn't stop, nor could he stop.

On the morning of the eleventh day, he opened his eyes.

The vast golden true energy in his dantian had shrunk by about half, but its purity was twice as high as before.

If the internal energy used to be iron, now it's steel!

It's not a quantitative change, but a qualitative one.

Wei Wen stood up, stretched his stiff body, his bones cracked a few times, and his muscles ached.

He performed a set of boxing techniques in the courtyard. It wasn't from any particular school of boxing; it was just the basic stance of Guiyuan Gong.

With each punch, a faint golden trail was left in the air, caused by the release of his true energy.

Yes, it's not quite right to call what he's practicing internal energy anymore; true qi would be a more accurate description.

It's not that it's deliberately released outwards, but rather that the true energy is so concentrated that it naturally overflows from the body. This "overflow" is not a waste, but a natural expression of "potential".

The same applies to the "momentum" of the three grandmasters. They don't need to be deliberately released; their momentum is already there simply by standing there.

After finishing his punch, he went back inside, poured himself a glass of cold tea, and drank it all in one gulp: "I should go out for a walk."

Although he hadn't decided where to go, or rather, where to go first and where to go later, he decided to set off anyway.

In the spring of the twenty-first year, Wei Wen left Chang'an.

He didn't tell anyone, didn't say goodbye, didn't leave a message, and simply walked out of the city gate quietly one morning.

Wei Wen chose to head south, not aimlessly, but towards Lingnan, towards the border regions, and towards the East China Sea.

He has already met the three grandmasters, visited the War God's Hall, and obtained the Longevity Formula, the He Shi Bi Jade, and the Evil Emperor's Relic.

But there are still many things in this world he hasn't taken. It's not that he didn't want to, but he's been waiting for the right opportunity. Now that opportunity has arrived, or so he believes.

His first stop was Lingnan, but not to find Fu Cailin; he was to find someone—Song Que from the Heavenly Blade Sect.

Song Que is the head of the Song family in Lingnan, and his Heavenly Blade technique is the best in the world.

Aside from the three grandmasters, Song Que is recognized as the strongest. His swordsmanship has reached the realm of "the sword is the way," and with a single slash, the world changes color.

In the original story, Kou Zhong learned his swordsmanship from him, transforming himself from a naive young man who only knew how to fight recklessly into a true master of swordsmanship.

Wei Wen was very interested in Song Que's Heavenly Blade technique, not because he wanted to learn the blade—after all, there wasn't any blade technique that he cared about so much right now—but because he wanted to see Song Que's "Dao".

The War God Chronicles is about the "Tao" itself, and he wanted to see different people's different understandings of the "Tao".

The Song family lived in a large mansion on the mountain, built against the mountainside, with a magnificent presence.

When Wei Wen arrived, it was afternoon. The sun was shining brightly, casting a soft glow on the blue tiles of the house. Two servants stood at the door and stopped Wei Wen as he approached.

"Who should I look for?"

"Find the Song clan leader and tell him that a doctor from Chang'an has come to visit."

The servant sized him up and down, noticing his extraordinary demeanor, but there was no clichéd, ridiculous, and ridiculous face-slapping scene.

They turned and went inside to report, and after a short while, the servants came out and stepped aside.

Wei Wen followed him into the house, through the front yard, the central hall, and the back yard, and arrived at a garden.

The garden is not large, but it is exquisite, complete with artificial hills, flowing water, pavilions, and towers.

Song Que sat in the pavilion, a knife in front of him, its blade as black as ink and its edge as bright as silver.

Wei Wen walked over and sat down opposite Song Que, picked up his tea and started drinking.

Song Que also picked up his teacup and took a sip, his gaze lingering on Wei Wen for a moment: "Your internal energy is very mixed, but... it also seems to be very pure."

He said almost exactly the same thing as Ning Daoqi when they first met, only he seemed a little more puzzled than Ning Daoqi.

Wei Wen smiled but didn't reply.

Song Que put down his teacup, tapped the blade lightly with his finger, and the blade emitted a crisp ringing sound: "You came to see me, did you want to spar? Or...?"

"That's right, I, Wei, would like to see your Heavenly Blade!" Wei Wen nodded, speaking frankly.

Song Que remained silent for a while, then suddenly reached out and grasped the hilt of the knife, his attitude becoming quite clear.

Without even drawing his sword, just gripping it, an invisible aura erupted from him, like a mountain descending from the sky, making it hard to breathe.

This is the "momentum" of Song Que in Tian Dao, not Ning Daoqi's "emptiness", not Fu Cailin's "stillness", not Bi Xuan's "heat", but "weight".

The weight of the Heavenly Blade, the weight of the Way of the Blade, the weight of this world.

Wei Wen was not crushed; he also unleashed his own "momentum."

The two forces collided silently in the garden, but the flowers and plants all bowed their heads, and the water flowing on the artificial hill slowed down.

Song Que's eyes lit up for a moment, then he loosened his grip on the hilt of his sword, and the "momentum" disappeared as well.

"Your 'momentum' is quite good, really quite good." His words came from the bottom of his heart.

"Fellow Daoist, you flatter me..." Wei Wen stood up, nodded slightly to him, and then turned and left the garden.

There was no seeking of advice, no sparring, no superfluous words. He saw what he wanted to see—the "Dao" of Song Que, the Heavenly Blade.

It was an ultimate purity, dedicating one's entire life to one thing, practicing only one sword, seeking only one path—the unique swordsmanship of Song Que, the Heavenly Blade.