"If every strand of Returning True Force carried attraction, then once enough accumulated, with my total amount of force, perhaps a quantitative change might produce a qualitative transformation."
Wei He pondered inwardly.
Gravity God was the first deity he had ever contemplated. He was probably also the first person in this world to model such a concept into a god.
Thus, many of its effects and reactions had to be explored carefully.
"Then if I keep strengthening this attraction, what might happen in the future?"
Wei He simulated it briefly in his mind, and thoughts of various techniques from martial arts novels in his previous life—techniques that absorbed internal force—surfaced one after another.
After simulating for a while, more and more ideas and inspirations emerged.
To the point that even his speed of converting Returning True Force was affected, slowing rapidly.
Only then did he start in surprise and come back to himself.
"No matter what, I should first take things step by step until I reach completion."
At once, Wei He focused his mind and continued condensing his thoughts, pouring them into the image of his contemplated deity.
At the same time, Returning True Force flowed continuously like a stream through the thirteen acupoints, endlessly contemplating the deity.
In the days that followed, he devoted himself to cultivation every day, and in the mountains, there was neither sun nor moon.
Occasionally, he went out and returned home to see his parents, child, and wife, which eased the dull monotony born of constant bitter cultivation.
Then, whenever he encountered a problem or doubt, he sought out Senior Sister Yuan Du Zi. However, this Eldest Senior Sister could only be found occasionally. Most of the time, he went to Chang Xuezong and Yao Wan instead.
These two were seniors whose cultivation