Cultivation Technique

"It was as if I had witnessed an entire life."

He closed the Martial Arts Classics and gazed thoughtfully at it, feeling the weight of time it carried—the unrecognized brilliance of a genius throughout his life.

After all, no matter how gifted he had been, his sights had been set too high. Unwilling to follow his master's path and determined to surpass it, he had met this end, dying in frustration and melancholy.

"If he were still alive, his talent might not have been inferior to Di Qi's." Xu Zhi shook his head with a sigh. He could not constantly watch over the world Sand Table; after all, he was not truly omnipotent.

Tap.

Xu Zhi's figure gradually blurred, turning illusory before vanishing from where he stood, as though he had never appeared upon this land.

"Besides, the geniuses of every era are like carp crossing the river. Only those who leap out of their era's waters can be called geniuses. Dead geniuses are no longer geniuses."

Cosmos Garden.

Xu Zhi returned to his study and stood by the window, watching Medusa and Little Shi Ji play and study martial arts in the garden. They seemed quite happy, and Medusa rather liked the little girl as well.

"I've already visited the Scripture Pavilions of all the major top-tier martial arts sects, and I've begun studying and exploring their various cultivation techniques."

"I have to admit, this unconventional martial arts system is far too bizarre! It perfectly suits the eerie, sinister style of an evil god. Even its orthodox martial arts are supreme philosophical techniques of idealism, such as Wandering Freely and Heavenly Universe One Dream."

He looked out the window at the chirping birds, fragrant flowers, and lush greenery. Plants and animals frolicked everywhere. "What a wonderful Crystal Wall Universe.