Under normal circumstances, Tongbei Fist was only a First Grade Martial Art. At major accomplishment, it produced only nine sounds. This was common knowledge to anyone who had stepped onto the path of cultivation.
As for claims that nine overlapping sounds made it comparable to Second Grade Martial Arts, that was nothing but putting gold on one's own face. If one was a seasoned old hand who had been through the grind for years, one would know that when ordinary techniques and manuals said "comparable to such-and-such," they were usually just painting a pretty picture.
Perhaps in the hands of the martial art's creator, those comparisons could become reality, but that was not something ordinary cultivators could even think about.
However, if someone could improve Tongbei Fist through their martial arts attainment, then they could break through the limits of this First Grade Martial Art.
With the memories of her previous life, Mu Zi knew that the Tongbei Fist improved by the Ancestral Stone possessed a tenth sound. When all ten sounds rang out together, its power ranked near the top even among Second Grade Martial Arts.
Since she knew nine sounds were not the limit, Mu Zi would naturally continue pursuing more. After all, it was not as if she lacked the capital.
The moment the thought came to her, Mu Zi acted. Her figure shifted, and she began practicing over and over again.
"Here, the elbow needs to be raised a little higher."
"The kick here is too fast. Too much is as bad as too little."
"Still not enough. I need to mobilize the strength of my entire body."
As she practiced, she sensed the circulation of strength through her body. Mu Zi made tiny adjustments to every subtle detail, and what showed outwardly was that her