System Panel Information, Current Situation

With the road ahead shrouded in mist, Chen Mo was suddenly at a loss.

His Dantian was gone—was this System Panel still of any use?

Chen Mo focused his thoughts and tapped the words "Dantian shattered," but the System Panel showed no reaction.

He then tapped the other text, but there was no response from any of it.

"Heavens, what kind of joke are You playing on me?"

Chen Mo closed his eyes and took several deep breaths. Only after quite a while did his mind gradually settle.

He had already made up his mind. Even with his Dantian shattered, he would continue cultivating.

With this System Panel and the talent of Diligent Heaven Rewards, perhaps there was a way to restore his Dantian.

In the novels from his previous life, there had been Cultivation Methods for Muscle-Tendon Cleansing Marrow-Washing. Once his injuries healed, he could ask the teachers at school about them. As long as such a Cultivation Method existed, everything would be easier.

Even if he did not believe in himself, he believed in the System Panel's power.

Still, he had also prepared for the worst.

If this System Panel was useless, then he could only accept his fate—become an ordinary person, transfer to the liberal arts class, apply for a better major, find a good job after graduation, and continue to toil away like a beast of burden.

As long as another massive Beast Tide like the one five years ago did not occur, ordinary people could still survive.

His family circumstances did not allow him to be willful. His dream of becoming a martial artist could only be left to the next generation.

Yet Chen Mo still harbored a sliver of hope. Things were not necessarily this bad.

Because the System Panel was intact, with no missing corners or garbled text, and it was still displayed before his eyes.

That meant the System Panel could still function.

As long as it could function, Diligent Heaven Rewards would surely take effect.

The effect of Diligent Heaven Rewards—once proven, forever proven—was conceptual in nature. Even if he only had the System Panel's Cultivation Methods and martial skills and could not learn any others, he could still become a powerhouse.

He had read countless novels in his previous life. Some people were devoted to the sword, obsessed with the sword, practicing sword-drawing for decades as though it were a single day. In the end, they comprehended sword intent, opened heaven's gate with a single slash, and became invincible beneath the heavens.

Those without the talent of Diligent Heaven Rewards could open heaven's gate with one sword. With this talent, Chen Mo believed he could do the same.

Without this System Panel, he would never have had such confidence. After all, he had been an ordinary person in his previous life, and protagonists who opened heaven's gate with one sword existed only in novels.

But with the System Panel, things were different.

The System Panel was a BUG-level existence. In the games of his previous life, it would be directly connected to backend data. Here, it was connected to the mysterious Heavenly Dao or Great Dao.

Even something like opening heaven's gate with one sword from a novel—so long as the System Panel could function, Chen Mo believed that through hard work, he could accomplish it too.

Having regained his confidence, Chen Mo's mood brightened as well.

Chen Mo continued studying the information on the System Panel.

The Basic Stance Training listed under Cultivation Methods, as well as the Basic Fist Technique, Basic Saber Technique, and Basic Movement Technique listed under martial skills, were all the Cultivation Methods and martial skills he had learned.

Among them, Basic Stance Training was a Cultivation Method practiced by every citizen of the Great Xia Nation. Everyone could learn it free of charge.

From the age of six onward, schoolteachers would teach it.

Basic Stance Training was publicly acknowledged as the most fundamental Cultivation Method for condensing vitality and producing Inner Breath.

After a thousand years of refinement and development, it had become exceptionally perfected.

Though its progress was slow, it was balanced and gentle. Even if one practiced it incorrectly, nothing would go wrong.

Chen Mo knew there had to be better Cultivation Methods than Basic Stance Training that had not been made public, but he did not care.

Having a set of Basic Stance Training was already quite good. At the very least, it gave him a path to becoming a martial artist.

From what he knew, as long as one cultivated Basic Stance Training to perfection, one could condense their Vitality Value to 100.

Once one's Vitality Value reached 100, they could cultivate an Internal Cultivation Technique, open their Dantian, condense Inner Breath, and become a martial artist.

But the martial path also had its threshold, and aptitude mattered greatly.

If one's Vitality Value had not reached 100 before the age of thirty-five, they would basically have no chance of becoming a martial artist.

After the age of thirty-five, vitality and blood would gradually decline. Without sufficient vitality and blood, it was simply impossible to open a sturdy Dantian.

Moreover, the older one became, the more sealed off the Dantian would be, and the harder it would be to open.

Basic Stance Training was meant to give everyone a glimmer of hope. Even those who failed the Martial Examination or graduated from university without becoming martial artists could continue cultivating.

In Chen Mo's residential complex, there had been a resident who successfully broke through at the age of thirty-four and became a First-Rank Martial Artist, causing a sensation throughout the entire complex.

He had cultivated Basic Stance Training for decades as though it were a single day, reaching the realm of perfection and ultimately becoming a martial artist.

As for the Basic Fist Technique, Basic Saber Technique, and Basic Movement Technique, he had only begun learning those three martial skills after entering middle school.

From the ages of six to twelve, the body had not fully developed yet, so practicing martial skills had little effect.

Besides, Basic Stance Training itself contained some fist techniques.

Martial skills and Cultivation Methods were divided into four realms: Beginner, Minor Accomplishment, Major Accomplishment, and Perfection.

Of these Cultivation Methods and martial skills, Chen Mo had only reached Minor Accomplishment. At the least, he had practiced for over six years; at the most, twelve years—yet he had never reached Major Accomplishment or Perfection.

One could well imagine just how poor his martial aptitude was.

The dream of becoming a Martial Artist was still far out of reach.

"Luckily, I have a cheat."

Chen Mo looked at the final entry on the System Panel: General Proficiency Points. It showed a big fat zero. He had tried clicking it with his thoughts before, but there had been no explanation whatsoever.

He had no idea how to obtain them.

However, drawing on his gaming experience from his previous life, he guessed that perhaps they could be acquired by hunting Fierce Beasts.

To hunt Fierce Beasts, he would at least need enough strength before he could put that theory to the test.

Chen Mo stopped dwelling on it.

His gaze returned to the Spiritual Power entry under realm.

Ninety-nine points of Spiritual Power was astonishingly high. Chen Mo searched through his memories, but found nothing about what Spiritual Power was used for.

The teacher had never mentioned it, and the books offered no explanation either.

Considering that reaching 100 Vitality Value allowed one to open up the Dantian, then if Spiritual Power reached 100, could it open up the Niwan Palace and give rise to Divine Sense?

Chen Mo's guess had a basis. Novels from his previous life, as well as Daoist texts, had such descriptions.

With that thought in mind, Chen Mo closed the System Panel, shut his eyes, and began to focus on sensing carefully.

Very soon, all manner of noisy sounds poured into his ears. Listening closely, he could even distinguish footsteps, conversations, crying, and more.

His hearing had become far sharper. Before he was injured, his hearing had definitely never been this keen.

Chen Mo opened his eyes, and the sounds vanished. The ward door was closed and the soundproofing was excellent. If he had not shut his eyes and listened in stillness, he would never have heard the sounds outside.

With a door between them, it was hard for him to judge exactly how much sharper his hearing had become, but it was unquestionably better than before.

"I'll test it again after I'm discharged."

Next, Chen Mo closed his eyes again. This time, he wanted to test his perception.

Normally, without physically touching an object, one could not perceive its shape through the mind alone. One could only sense things like temperature, airflow, and humidity.

But now, Chen Mo could sense them.

Without touching anything, he could "see" every object within a one-meter radius around his body.

It was like unlocking a god's-eye view, as though he were seeing with his own eyes.

Chen Mo felt as if he had gained a third eye, able to observe everything within one meter of himself in all directions, without a single blind spot.

Suddenly, a stabbing pain tore through Chen Mo's brain, and he could not help sucking in a breath.

"Hiss!"