Perfection of Movement Technique! Leaping Over Eaves and Walking on Walls! Graceful as a Startling Swan, Poised as a Soaring Dragon!

Half a month later.

On an ordinary afternoon, Su Haoran was, as usual, practicing the Soaring Dragon Startling Swan Art in the open space in front of the Sutra Depository.

At this moment, he was no longer simply going through the motions.

His figure flickered and darted within a small area, sometimes moving silently like a slithering snake, and other times striking with incredible speed like a swooping eagle.

His footwork was unpredictable, yet he never strayed more than three feet from his original spot.

The fallen leaves in the courtyard were stirred up by the wind he generated, but not a single one managed to touch his monk's robe.

His eyes were tightly shut, relying entirely on his mind to sense everything around him.

The flow of the wind, the resistance of the air, the unevenness of the ground—all were reflected in the lake of his consciousness.

Again and again.

He repeated the movements tirelessly, integrating every detail of the technique into his very being.

Finally, at a certain moment, as he executed a sideways slide, narrowly avoiding a fallen leaf swept up by the wind, something within him seemed to shatter with a quiet "click."

A sense of lightness, unlike anything he had ever felt before, instantly spread through his limbs!

His previously somewhat sluggish Blood Essence suddenly flowed freely, coursing through the unique meridian pathways of the Soaring Dragon Startling Swan Art with exhilarating ease!

Su Haoran abruptly stopped, his body settling steadily. The wind and leaves he had stirred up halted abruptly three inches in front of him, as if hitting an invisible wall.

He opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing and disappearing.

"This feeling... I've broken through!"

With a thought, the system panel appeared in his mind.

[Technique: ... Soaring Dragon Startling Swan Art (Major Accomplishment 1%)]

Just as he expected!

Half a month of arduous training, coupled with his high Comprehension of fifteen points, had directly propelled this profound movement technique to the Major Accomplishment stage!

He could clearly feel that his body was much lighter, as if freed from some kind of restraint.

A casual movement could send him gliding several feet silently.

This was the characteristic of the Major Accomplishment stage of movement techniques!

Another half a month passed.

Su Haoran himself hadn't expected that the first technique he would bring to Perfection would be this unconventional Soaring Dragon Startling Swan Art.

Over the past month, apart from his guard duties, he had immersed his entire being in the cultivation of this movement technique within the small courtyard of the woodshed.

Perhaps it was because the technique's emphasis on momentum naturally suited him, or perhaps his high Comprehension of fifteen points had exerted an unimaginably powerful effect on such a technique requiring precise control.

One night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

Su Haoran's figure transformed into a faint blue shadow in the courtyard, moving so fast that it was almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

He was no longer simply moving; he was "floating"!

His toes would lightly touch the ground, then step onto a pile of firewood, or push off the courtyard wall. His entire movement was fluid and graceful, filled with an indescribable sense of rhythm.

He seemed to have merged with the night breeze; the wind was him, and he was the wind.

Just as his body ascended and his toes lightly tapped the top of the wall before he prepared to descend again, a profound and mysterious sensation surged into his heart.

He felt his understanding of space and distance completely overturned at that moment!

Distances that would have previously required several steps to cross now seemed to be reachable with a mere float in his eyes.

It was an illusion of shrinking the ground to an inch!

"Break!"

Su Haoran let out a low cry in his heart, and the Blood Essence within his body circulated with a new, more perfect and seamless trajectory!

Hummm—!

A faint tremor, as if from the depths of his soul, resounded.

His body, which had been exhausted and was about to descend, inexplicably rose another half a foot in the air!

His entire aura became ethereal and unpredictable at this moment, as if he could ride the wind and depart at any moment.

Perfection!

Soaring Dragon Startling Swan Art, Perfection!

Su Haoran slowly landed, his feet making no sound whatsoever, as light as a feather.

He opened his palm and looked at his body, his eyes filled with shock.

[Technique: ... Soaring Dragon Startling Swan Art (Perfection)]
[Notification: Due to the Soaring Dragon Startling Swan Art reaching Perfection, your Bone Structure has been tempered, Comprehension +1]
[Name: Su Haoran]
[Lifespan: 18 years]

[Skills: Meditation Scripture (Major Accomplishment 22%), Arhat Fist (Major Accomplishment 71%), Iron Cloth Shirt (Major Accomplishment 45%), Soaring Dragon Startling Swan Art (Perfection)]

[Comprehension: 16 (Gifted)]

Comprehension… it actually increased!

From "Unusual Bones" to "Gifted"!

Su Haoran suppressed the joy in his heart, carefully savoring the changes brought about by the Perfection realm.

This was no longer just about speed.

It was the ultimate embodiment of utilizing the environment and borrowing strength.

With a thought, he applied a slight force to his feet, and his entire body became like a wisp of weightless smoke, skimming the ground and instantly sliding several yards away!

He looked at the woodshed wall beside him, built from rough stones and mud, about ten feet high.

In his past life, when he was a child watching martial arts movies, he envied the ultimate lightness skills that allowed one to scale walls and leap over rooftops the most.

And now…

He took a deep breath, leaned forward slightly, and his legs exerted force!

Whoosh!

His figure vanished from its original spot, and the next moment, he was already on the wall!

His feet ran rapidly on the vertical wall as if on flat ground, his body almost parallel to the ground, yet showing no signs of falling!

One step, two steps, three steps!

In just three steps, he easily reached the roof. Then, with a spread of his form like a roc spreading its wings, he lightly landed back in the courtyard.

The entire process took no more than a single breath!

"Scaling walls and leaping over rooftops… I actually did it!"

An unprecedented brilliance erupted in Su Haoran's eyes.

This feeling of turning the impossible into the possible, completely breaking free from the constraints of physical laws, intoxicated him!

His gaze involuntarily drifted to the Sutra Depository not far away, which resembled a sleeping giant under the moonlight.

The nine-story ancient pagoda, with its upturned eaves and bracket clusters, exuded a magnificent aura.

A strong urge surged from the depths of his heart.

He had a feeling that if he wanted to, he could climb to the top of the pagoda like a nimble swallow, following the layered eaves, and overlook the entire Prajna Temple!

But reason instantly suppressed this urge.

The Sutra Depository was a vital area of the temple, surrounded by experts and guarded by many unfathomably deep old monks.

With his meager skills, it was best not to show off in front of them; it would be like showing off a blacksmith's axe in front of Lu Ban, a sure path to self-destruction.

"I can't try it in the temple, but the back mountain…"

Su Haoran's heart stirred, and a perfect training ground appeared in his mind.

There was a waterfall in the back mountain, and in the mountain stream below, the riverbed was covered with jagged rocks that had been scoured by the water for thousands of years.

These rocks were constantly moistened by the mist, covered with slippery moss, making it difficult even for mountain monkeys to stand on them.

This was the best place to test his Perfection-level Soaring Dragon Startling Swan Art!

The night was deep. Su Haoran's figure silently left the woodshed, like a phantom, blending into the profound darkness.

Soon, he arrived at the foot of the waterfall.

"Rumble—"

The huge stream of water poured down from the cliff dozens of feet high, crashing into the pool, splashing up a mist of water, its momentum terrifying.

Su Haoran took a deep breath of the cold, moist air, his gaze sweeping over the slippery rocks that gleamed eerily in the moonlight.

The next moment, he moved!

His figure flashed, and he appeared on the first rock protruding from the water. With a light tap of his toe, on the slippery moss, he didn't slide at all, standing as steady as a rock!

Before he could steady himself, he had already used the force again, floating towards another rock, farther and more treacherous.

His movement was as graceful as a startled swan, as fluid as a swimming dragon.

On the slippery rocks that ordinary people would find difficult to step on, he moved as if on flat ground, weaving and dodging, his speed increasing with every moment.

Water splashed, wetting his monk's robe, but he paid no mind, completely immersed in this feeling of extreme control.

His body sometimes stretched, sometimes curled, each movement perfectly fitting with his surroundings, as if he were born to traverse these turbulent rapids.

After the time it took an incense stick to burn, Su Haoran's figure landed on the other side of the mountain stream, completely soaked, but with a look of exhilaration on his face.

The power of the Perfection-level Soaring Dragon Startling Swan Art far exceeded his imagination!

It wasn't just speed, but stability! An absolute sense of control, as if Mount Tai were collapsing before him and his expression wouldn't change!

"If I used my current movement technique to walk the plum blossom stakes again…"

A hint of confidence flashed in Su Haoran's eyes.

"Back then, I relied on my comprehension to calculate the most stable route, taking each step cautiously, as if walking on thin ice."

"But now… the so-called plum blossom stakes are nothing more than flat ground in my eyes!"