Upon hearing this prompt, Wenren Sheng was not surprised. He had long known that Ji Zhengyan's Illusion Arts were of great help in the actual process of learning skills.
However, during the dozen or so years of study in that illusion, none of the skills he had learned had triggered a notification that his Mystery Points limit had increased. This meant he had not truly mastered them.
The illusion had made him think he had already learned them. Yet in terms of theoretical mastery, he really had learned them—every key point of knowledge, every skill detail, every method of activation... he had mastered them completely.
It was simply that those skills had not yet been inscribed upon his real Otherworldly Species.
After all, only his mind and body had been deceived by the illusion. His Otherworldly Species had not...
But once he returned to reality, with the learning experience from the illusion, he was fully confident that he could master three skills in two days.
At that thought, Wenren Sheng felt that the situation was truly excellent! The sun had already risen in the east, and the monster apocalypse was about to arrive!
Just as he was brimming with excitement, the illusion before him suddenly vanished. The wooden house, courtyard, and flowing stream reappeared in his sight.
Checking his watch, he saw that only several dozen minutes had passed. As expected, it had been an illusion accelerated by Thought Acceleration.
Ji Zhengyan's voice rang out. "What did you understand just now?"
"There is something this disciple does not understand." Wenren Sheng looked seriously at Ji Zhengyan, his eyes filled with deep gratitude.
"Mm, go ahead." Noticing Wenren Sheng's sincere gaze, Ji Zhengyan stroked his beard, deeply gratified.
In his view, after experiencing the illusion he had created, Wenren Sheng must