Maxing Out Proficiency, Grinding Into a Mortal Sword Immortal

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After reaching the Great Success stage, there were still higher realms to attain, but for now, Yun Shu could only advance slowly. He felt that while he was still in the Body Tempering realm, he should be able to push the Body Refining Technique a bit further; at the very least, he could reach the Perfection level.

By then, his Body Tempering realm would be almost flawless, and his foundation would undoubtedly be incredibly solid.

At this moment, the sky was just beginning to brighten, and disciples were arriving one after another.

Yun Shu rested for a moment. Looking at these disciples, a sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart.

You have only just started to get up and train, while I have already broken through a realm.

The gap between us will only grow wider; there will never be any chance for you to catch up.

I have already witnessed the moonlight of the early morning; it was not only beautiful but also carried hope.

If one does not strive to cultivate and work hard while young, will they only be left to await the slaughter of fate later on? To be someone beneath others?

I refuse!

Thinking of this, Yun Shu stood up once again.

He continued to meticulously temper his most basic movements, one by one.

What he did not know was that when his Body Tempering realm reached Great Success, on the high platform above the training ground in the Menial Disciple area, a grey-robed elder slightly opened his eyes.

The elder had a lean frame, and his robe was covered in dust, as if he had not moved for a very long time.

His eyes were murky, yet in an instant, they regained their clarity.

He gazed far off toward the east.

"Great Success, Body Tempering Stage Six?"

A hoarse voice emerged from his mouth. "Not bad. Let me see where your limit for body tempering lies."

Following this, the elder closed his eyes once more, returning to his silent state, appearing just like a stone statue.

It was not until noon that Yun Shu finally stopped practicing the Body Refining Technique.

Enduring the scorching sun, his skin had become even more bronzed.

However, the progress of his body tempering filled his body with surging power, and he forgot all about the heat while training.

Body Tempering Stage Six, peak!

Yun Shu pushed his realm to this level and then stopped.

He could not continue his cultivation any longer. When one's realm exceeds one's control, it can lead to certain damages. Cultivation should never be rushed; it requires a period of time to digest.

The Female Protagonist had spent two months just in the Body Refining Stage. For someone without talent like him, from now on, he just needed to follow her pace.

Body Refining Stage Seven was already the Late Body Refining Stage.

The time he had taken to go from the middle stage to the late stage was far too short.

He needed to settle down a bit.

As for the best way to settle down, it was naturally through actual combat.

He did not immediately go to accept a mission. Instead, he prepared to improve himself further. Since his cultivation could not continue to rise for the time being, he could only put effort into other areas.

Yun Shu licked his slightly dry lips and took out a thread-bound book from his embrace.

This was the Falling Cloud Palm, a most basic martial art. It was distributed upon entering the outer sect; one could say that everyone in the outer sect had a copy, and some even used it to prop up the corners of their tables.

But, it was still a martial art, after all. His current Contribution Points couldn't exchange for anything else, so he could only start by learning this one. He wasn't picky; there were no weak martial arts, only weak people.

Sword Intent was still a trump card for him, but he knew too few sword techniques—only that one single move. Even with the augmentation of Sword Intent, he couldn't unleash much power.

However, martial arts were different.

The improvement this brought was tangible and visible.

The Falling Cloud Palm: the strikes were like falling clouds, continuous and unending. As a martial art, it was very simple.

Using it was not particularly complex or troublesome.

Martial arts, to put it plainly, were just the application of blood and energy, unleashed through fists, feet, or other parts of the body, which is why they are called "arts."

Once one stepped into the Qi Condensation Stage, the energy used would be Spiritual Energy, which could then be called "techniques" or "spells."

After carefully reading through it several times, Yun Shu began to practice.

For him, the hardest part of these martial arts and cultivation methods was not the middle or the end, but the beginning. As long as he succeeded the first time, everything that followed would fall into place naturally.

Palm winds swept out from his hands, as if a cloud were truly drifting past before him; yet, within it, there was a gentle lethality.

The Falling Cloud Palm was divided into three levels.

The first level was the Cloud Transformation Palm, the second was the Floating Cloud Palm, and the third was the Falling Cloud Palm. Throughout the entire process, Yun Shu was extremely focused, not daring to make the slightest mistake.

"Ding, you have practiced the Falling Cloud Palm once, Proficiency +1."

"..."

"Ding, you have practiced the Falling Cloud Palm once, Proficiency +1."

His focus was absolute.

Crisp, rhythmic sounds echoed in Yun Shu's mind, and at the same time, his Falling Cloud Palm was advancing by leaps and bounds.

"I never thought anyone would still be practicing the Falling Cloud Palm. How nostalgic. It's been four or five years since I last practiced it, haha."

"True, it's far too basic. Even though it's called a martial skill, it only has a few moves. It's the kind of thing you learn when you first start out. Any skill you exchange for at the Scripture Pavilion is better than this."

"Sigh, I threw mine away as soon as I got it. Seeing someone practice it now, it actually looks like there's something to it."

"Better off thrown away. There's really nothing worth practicing in this thing. It's said that even the martial artists in the secular Martial World don't learn this; they find it too simplistic."

This was a group of Outer Sect Disciples passing by together.

Seeing Yun Shu practicing such a basic entry-level martial skill, they all found it a bit novel, though they didn't harbor any malice.

Yun Shu remained unmoved.

The notification sounds continued to flash through his mind. Each prompt meant his comprehension of the martial skill had deepened by another layer.

Ding, you have practiced the Falling Cloud Palm once. Current proficiency is 10. You have reached Minor Accomplishment.

Minor Accomplishment?

Yun Shu gave it a try.

"Cloud Transformation Palm!"

His palms danced, creating nearly continuous afterimages. A massive phantom of a palm appeared before him, which Yun Shu thrust forward, triggering a sharp, explosive sound in the air.

"Floating Cloud Palm!"

This palm strike was gentler, yet the dangerous aura within it was still enough to make one's heart race.

Finally.

"Falling Cloud Palm!"

His hands waved gently, like flowing clouds descending in an endless stream.

A rich surge of blood energy erupted. At a certain moment, violent gusts of palm wind burst from his hands, smashing toward the space in front of him. Each strike carried a massive, blood-colored phantom of a palm—a manifestation of powerful blood energy.

He lost count of how many palms he had struck. The air in the space before him was booming. Yun Shu's palms even began to glow a faint red, and he only stopped once the blood energy surging within his body had significantly subsided.

The group of four was stunned.

Was this the Falling Cloud Palm?

Was this the same martial skill they used to prop up their wobbly tables?

Is this even possible?

But there was no doubt about it: if the four of them were to go up against this person's Falling Cloud Palm together, they would likely all be swatted to death, one by one.

"Qi and blood... projecting outward? Body Refining Peak?" one of the disciples said, completely dumbfounded.

Either one of these things was enough to shatter their fragile hearts.

Anyone capable of projecting qi and blood outward was a powerhouse at the Body Refining Peak; they were practically top-tier experts among the Outer Sect Disciples!

Even some of the Deacons in the Outer Sect were only at the Body Refining Peak.

The disciple before them looked to be only... sixteen or seventeen years old?

To reach this level was, without exaggeration, the mark of a peerless genius in body refining. As long as their Immortal Root was outstanding, they were a shoo-in for the Inner Sect!

Although Immortal cultivation did not prioritize body refining, a powerful Body Cultivator was still someone to be looked up to with awe.

"It shouldn't be the Body Refining Peak, but it must be the Late Body Refining Stage. I've only ever seen such dense qi and blood on those people on the Outer Sect Ranking List."

"So strong. He must be a Senior Brother from the top hundred of the Outer Sect."

"But, a Senior Brother in the top hundred of the Outer Sect, practicing the Falling Cloud Palm?"

"Idiot, haven't you noticed that this Falling Cloud Palm seems different from the one we've seen? It must be that one needs to reach the realm of qi and blood projection to truly unleash its power."