Max Level Comprehension

Max Level Comprehension

Great Yan Dynasty.

Qing Province.

Snow Plum Manor.

Petal after petal of snow-white plum blossoms withered and fell, mingling with blood and making the scene all the more desolate. Wave after wave of cries to kill completely shattered the manor's former tranquility and beauty.

"Kill!"

"Today, no living creature is to remain in Snow Plum Manor!"

"Don't let even a single ant escape!"

The cold, merciless shouts swept through the frigid wind, sending an even more bone-piercing chill through everyone who heard them.

Ning Qi regained consciousness in such an environment.

"Did I... transmigrate?"

It was no wonder he thought so. The previous second, he had still been lying on a hospital bed, waiting for the countdown to his death. The next, he had changed from an adult into a baby—and seemed to have landed in the middle of a vendetta.

That was right.

Ning Qi was absolutely certain that he had now become a newborn baby. The warmth of being wrapped in swaddling clothes had eased much of the discomfort brought by his frail little body. No matter how he looked at it, this was already far better than his previous life.

In his previous life, he had contracted the extremely rare amyotrophic lateral sclerosis at a young age. He had spent the final years of his life in a hospital bed, ultimately dying amid darkness and solitude.

"At least I'm still alive... though the situation isn't exactly good right now."

Perhaps because of his transmigration, Ning Qi could easily understand the meaning contained in those words.

Ning Qi heard those murderous voices piercing through the air. The woman carrying him and rushing forward at full speed trembled faintly, and he himself began to grow tense. If they could, who would willingly welcome death again immediately after being reborn?

He struggled to open his eyes, but dried secretions still clung to his eyelids.

From his angle, he could not see the woman's true features. Yet even her fair, snow-white chin radiated a heartwarming gentleness. Ning Qi seemed to sense a bond between himself and the woman, as though their bloodlines were resonating.

"Is she my mother in this life?"

The thought had only just arisen in Ning Qi's mind.

The young woman had already hurried into a Study. She then slapped a certain mechanism several times in a particular pattern. Immediately afterward, a hidden compartment appeared.

The woman bent down and gently placed Ning Qi inside the hidden compartment.

By the faint light, Ning Qi finally saw the outline of the woman's face.

She possessed a soothing delicacy, her brows and eyes filled with tenderness. As a new mother, the radiance of her maternal love was enough to make anyone's heart tremble.

The woman's weak, sorrowful voice rang out. "Qi'er, you must live. Mother has to face the enemy alongside your father. If you are blessed by the gods, don't blame your father and mother in the future."

Ning Qi felt warm lips press against his forehead. Several teardrops landed lightly on his face, and the reluctance in the woman's gentle eyes was almost tangible.

Then the woman turned away resolutely. The sound of mechanisms rang out, and darkness once again enveloped Ning Qi.

A trace of sorrow welled up in Ning Qi's heart.

Although he had only just transmigrated, the resonance of their bloodlines was utterly genuine. This was his birth mother. Even though they had spent only a brief time together, he could completely feel the love and protection she held for him.

But now, the chances of their survival were slim.

It was not difficult to tell from his birth mother's feeble tone that she had been forced to face the enemy immediately after giving birth. The situation was dire. He did not know where the enemies had come from, but having seized this opportunity like venomous snakes emerging from their lairs, they certainly would not let it slip away easily.

Having encountered such a perilous situation immediately after transmigrating, Ning Qi's nerves had already begun to draw taut.

He did not want to die just like this.

He began to listen carefully.

The thick walls of the hidden compartment weakened most of the sounds, but he could still hear the sounds of slaughter drawing ever closer. The clash of metal and the ceaseless rumble of explosions rang out without end.

Ning Qi gleaned two pieces of information.

First, the level of martial power in this world was probably not low.

Second, the Snow Plum Manor where he had been born was close to collapse.

His heart kept sinking.

"What should I do? If these enemies slaughter everyone in the manor, can I evade their search?"

Although he was relatively safe inside the hidden compartment for now, what if the enemy discovered his movements through sensing his breathing or by some other method?

In a world with such high martial power, Ning Qi would not leave things to luck.

He began to minimize the movements of his swaddled body as much as possible, lowering the sound of his breathing as well.

But the sense of unease still lingered around him.

Especially when the cries of slaughter grew increasingly sparse, while dense footsteps, the sounds of doors being kicked in, and cries for mercy began to multiply. The unease intensified even further. He had a powerful premonition that he would be discovered, that he would be found.

He knew that Snow Plum Manor was finished.

His birth father and mother had likely met with disaster as well.

But Ning Qi had no time to grieve. The overwhelming Sense of Crisis left him no attention to spare for anything else.

"Search! Search every inch carefully!"

"Don't miss a single corner. Not one survivor is to remain!"

"Especially Ning Ye and Jiang Xuemei's child. You must find him. Root them out completely!!"

The low, malicious voice made Ning Qi's heart begin to pound violently.

He desperately tried to reduce the noise he made, but the instinctive reactions of his body were beyond his control.

"What should I do? What should I do?"

Ning Qi's mind spun wildly as he thought of a way to deal with the situation.

He was only a baby without the slightest ability to resist. He could not even move, much less run away. The only thing he could do was avoid being discovered by the enemy as much as possible. Otherwise, there was only a dead end.

At that moment.

The world suddenly fell silent.

It was as if light and time had both lost their meaning.

Ning Qi felt his thoughts enter some wondrous state in an instant. It was as though he were omnipotent, capable of controlling everything.

But the sensation lasted only for a brief moment before the world grew noisy again.

Then.

A flash of Spiritual Light passed through his mind.

It also allowed Ning Qi to instantly understand what had happened. He had transmigrated and lived another life, seemingly activating something extraordinary. At that moment, he felt his thoughts leaping with astonishing brilliance, while his Comprehension had risen to an utterly terrifying level!

That Spiritual Light illuminated his past and present lives, allowing him to realize that this was actually his hundredth life. The previous ninety-nine had all been filled with suffering, and even the beginning of this hundredth life was likewise steeped in misery.

"Hundred Lifetimes of Suffering. Could it be that even Heaven couldn't bear to watch anymore and decided to grant me a cheat?"

Ning Qi froze.

Then came the delight.

He had not forgotten the peril he was in and immediately began to comprehend.

The Spiritual Light gradually dispersed, allowing him to understand that his Comprehension was now the strongest possible level his current life force could withstand. No one could surpass him.

"In other words, with the same life force, my Comprehension has reached the limit I can withstand, making me unrivaled. Not only that, but when my life force undergoes a leap in the future, my Comprehension will always remain at its strongest, fully loaded state!"

"This is Max Level Comprehension! It's maxed out no matter the time!"

Delight surged through Ning Qi's heart.

This might be his dawn!

He could feel that his thoughts were more active than ever before. Any random notion gave birth to thousands upon thousands of possibilities. It was a miracle no Mortal could understand.

"Max Level Comprehension is formidable, but it can't turn me into an unrivaled expert in an instant. The most urgent task is still to escape this predicament!"

Previously, Ning Qi had been unable to control his breathing and heartbeat. Now, however, things were different. He could fully sense the condition of his body and find the patterns within it.

The commotion outside grew increasingly intense.

Ning Qi's thoughts raced at the speed of light.

"In my previous life, I once heard that breathing without the mouth or nose, as though one were still in the womb, was called fetal breathing."

"I was just born, and my body has not yet been completely tainted by the outside world. I can occasionally enter a state of fetal breathing. I simply couldn't grasp it before, but now things are different. Not only can I grasp it, I can even find its patterns and control it..."

"That faint, warm breath flowing through my body—could it be the Innate Qi that babies possess from birth? How wondrous. If I make it circulate according to a specific pattern, causing all the Innate Qi within my body to gather instead of remaining scattered, this warmth will grow tremendously stronger and be able to protect my current infant body!"

"..."

Thought after thought turned in his mind. Ning Qi quickly captured that wondrous state and went a step further, fusing it with the Innate Qi.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, his originally disorderly heartbeat and breathing gradually became even and faint until they vanished completely!

If Ning Qi were to close his eyes at that moment, others might well have mistaken him for a dead infant.

Delight filled Ning Qi's eyes.

"I'll call this breathing method the Innate Fetal Breathing Technique."

This was not some supreme martial art, merely an inner breathing method founded on the baby's special state. Yet with the support of Innate Qi, it was still incomparably wondrous.

Ning Qi began circulating the newly created Innate Fetal Breathing Technique with all his might.

At that moment.

As the warm breath flowed through Ning Qi's body, he felt no discomfort despite keeping his mouth and nose tightly shut. The pores all over his body opened and closed faintly in place of breathing. Even the hunger that had grown increasingly intense with the passage of time was mostly dispelled.

It was truly wondrous.

The sense of unease that had continuously haunted Ning Qi finally receded considerably as well.

Ning Qi entered a state of Innate Fetal Breathing, his senses becoming incomparably sharp. He could clearly hear the situation outside.

Chaotic, dense footsteps rang out without end. The intruders even entered the Study where he was hidden more than once. The sounds of blades and swords hacking, along with various booming noises, also echoed through the air, as if everything around them were being violently destroyed.

He guessed they were Blade Qi or Sword Qi of some kind, and his heart trembled at the thought.

Fortunately, Snow Plum Manor was large enough, and the Study where Ning Qi was hidden was inconspicuous. Since no trace of him had been revealed, this place had not received much attention.

Instead, some hiding Servants were dragged out and killed on the spot.

The roof of Snow Plum Manor.

A burly Black-clothed man stood with his brows tightly furrowed. His left hand covered his shoulder, where a savage sword wound had opened. His right hand occasionally swept out Sword Qi, cleaving one building after another in two with peerless might. From time to time, some stragglers were discovered, but this method was undoubtedly too inefficient.

Moreover, he most wanted to find Ning Ye's son, yet there was not the slightest trace of him.

The man grew increasingly irritable.

One Black-clothed man after another gathered from all directions and respectfully reported, "Lord Feng, we've searched everywhere that needed searching, but there hasn't been the slightest movement. I've also carefully sensed every corner, but there wasn't the slightest sound of an infant crying or heartbeat. Could it be..."

Before he could finish speaking.

Lord Feng waved his hand and cut him off. He said coldly, "Absolutely impossible!"

"Jiang Xuemei had just given birth. That couple already died by my hand. There's no way the child could have been sent away so quickly!"

His fierce gaze swept across the manor, and he waved out vast swaths of Sword Qi as if venting his anger. His figure rapidly leaped around the manor, yet he still could not sense the slightest movement from an infant.

In the end, Lord Feng gave a sinister smile.

"You really know how to hide!"

"Set it on fire! Turn Snow Plum Manor into ashes!"