Sulfuric acid!
Within Jiang Ping's Sea of Consciousness, two tiny figures were sparring, one wielding Thunder Sword Qi and the other wielding Flying Snow Saber Qi, hacking and slashing at each other.
Surprisingly, the Thunder Sword Qi was stronger.
Jiang Ping's pupils contracted sharply.
Can a single Sword Qi be comparable to Ten Percent Saber Qi?
A tenfold difference?
That shouldn't be the case.
The problem likely lies in the weak concept behind the Flying Snow Saber technique, coupled with its subpar execution.
Really.
Jiang Ping then tested his sword with the Autumn Leaf Saber, a sword of the Concept Level, and confirmed that the difference in skill was not that great, less than ten times, but around six or seven times.
Still incomparably strong!
Perhaps Tenfold Sword Qi can rival a typical artistic Artistic Conception.
Boom!
Jiang Ping looked at the Painting scroll again, then entered the painting himself, sitting to the side watching the old man practice swordsmanship.
Thunder roared and lightning flashed, Desolate Destruction Intent washing over him.
Before long, a second unparalleled Sword Qi was about to emerge, but he suppressed the breakthrough.
Because once progress is made, the power of each Sword Qi aura will increase, which is not advisable at the moment.
"It doesn't seem too difficult," Jiang Ping thought to himself.
He glanced at the others and noticed that the stunningly Stunning Woman with Super First-rate comprehension was still working hard, her brows sometimes furrowing and sometimes relaxing.
Chen Qingyan, whose beauty is top-notch, is also Sympathetic Resonance in the painting, and is very focused.
More than two hours had passed, and it was already late at night, but everyone was still studying the Heavenly Might Technique.
Even Murong Shu, who had been studying the art since childhood, was included in the painting.
Sulfuric acid!
At one moment, the Saber Qi energy resounded, and a surging Wind Force swept through everyone.
"She's mastered Saber Qi!"
Some were horrified; there was still some time before dawn, yet some had already met the requirements and comprehended the Saber Qi.
"It's Ning Qianxue, the Rank Two powerhouse with Super First-rate comprehension."
Before this talented woman, a blade of energy mixed with Saber Qi of lightning hovered, and a faint sense of desolation permeated the air.
"Invincible, far superior to ordinary skills." Bai Ji overjoyed; this skill might make up for his shortcomings in the skill itself.
"As expected of someone with Super First-rate comprehension, truly amazing."
Murong Shu exclaimed in admiration.
"Just how powerful is this Heavenly Might Technique?" someone asked curiously.
Murong Shu replied, "It's terrifying."
Once you master Thirty percent, it's roughly equivalent to Tenfold of an ordinary skill; 70% is comparable to the Half-Step Artistic Conception; and Tenfold % is equivalent to the Artistic Conception and power of other skills.
Everyone was astonished; this Heavenly Might Technique was far too powerful.
"Moreover," Murong Shu smiled, then added.
The limit of this Heavenly Might Technique's Qi Domain is not Tenfold level, but far beyond that, allowing one to master more than a hundred aspects.
"Tenfold isn't the limit?" Everyone's pupils contracted sharply, feeling shocked.
Even Ning Qianxue raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but ask, "What is the limit?"
However, Murong Shu shook her head. "I don't know."
"No limits?" Bai Ji couldn't help but exclaim.
Murong Shu denied it again, but helplessly said that whenever she thought there was a limit, it would always be broken by someone else.
"What's the highest record?" Ning Qianxue asked softly.
"Someone once mastered 149 Sword Qi."
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd erupted in a commotion, quite astonished.
Is this a valid training method?
No wonder some people become obsessed with practicing it; such a high level of skill would leave anyone bewildered.
"I've heard from my elders that when certain skills become too powerful, one can cultivate several or even a dozen additional Saber Qi or saber Sword Qi after reaching the pinnacle of Tenfold Qi Domain, thereby enhancing the depth of their Artistic Conception. But dozens—this is the first time I've ever heard of such a thing."
A talented individual from a privileged family spoke up, which moved everyone present.
"Who left these records?" Bai Ji was very curious about this. Who could it be?
Murong Shu softly uttered four words: "Martial Bone Prodigy."
In fact, the records for this Heavenly Might Technique were all set by Martial Bone Prodigy, and then broken.
"That's alright then." Bai Ji shrugged.
Such legendary figures deserve legendary deeds.
Everyone knows about the concept of "Martial Bone," though perhaps no one has ever seen one, but its value is undeniable.
Faced with such an existence, even the Number One on the Ranking and Ning Qianxue are inherently inferior.
Time passed again, and after Ning Qianxue, Bai Ji also mastered a Saber Qi.
Then, another master swordsman comprehended the Saber Qi.
This made many people raise their eyebrows; perhaps imitating the Heavenly Might Technique with a knife would produce a better effect?
In fact, some people have already done this.
Many people have switched to using different tools to copy the designs.
"Haven't mastered palm energy yet?" Jin Ze asked Anran, as it was already late at night and dawn was not far off.
The young prodigy's expression turned somewhat grave. He shook his head slightly and said softly, "Shall I try a different knife?"
"Okay." Jin Ze nodded, because several people had used knives to achieve their goals and obtain the complete Painting scroll.
Sulfuric acid!
Soon, a desolate Sword Qi aura appeared, startling everyone. It was the handsome young man who had been told he had no future.
Seeing that many of the Rank Two and Rank Three finishers had met the requirements, Jiang Ping realized it was time for him to show his talent as well.
It shouldn't be too prominent, but it also shouldn't be too late.
"Not bad." Murong Shu nodded. He had learned about the geniuses from various prefectures beforehand before deciding who to invite.
This young man from an ordinary background was quite perceptive, so he sent him an invitation, and unexpectedly, the request was actually fulfilled.
"What a pity," Murong Shu sighed inwardly.
He heard that the other party had already begun to refine the internal organs, and obviously had not yet polished the Golden Skin and Golden Bone.
Otherwise, he wouldn't mind bringing him into the Murong Aristocratic Family, marrying a member of the clan, and nurturing him properly; perhaps he could achieve something great in the future.
"His comprehension is higher than I imagined." Jin Ze frowned slightly as he looked at Jiang Ping, who had been bestowed with the Painting scroll.
He looked at the genius boy beside him and saw that the boy had abandoned the knife and was now practicing the technique with his palm.
"Perhaps I should have humbled myself and personally invited Jiang Ping back then. Maybe I could have obtained the Heavenly Might Technique through him." Jin Ze sighed softly, feeling regretful.
"It's nothing," Jin Tao said in a low voice. "A Mud Leg should know the saying 'possessing a treasure invites trouble.'"
Jiang Ping then presented the Painting scroll to Murong Shu and said, "Young Master Murong, I come from a humble background. If any powerful family were to coerce me, would I be willing to hand over the Painting scroll?"
Murong Shu smiled, glanced at most of the Aristocratic Genius who hadn't yet achieved enlightenment, and said, "In Black River Province, in front of my Murong Clan, 99% of so-called aristocratic families are nothing more than insignificant households. If that's really the case, you can tell me, and someone will pay the price. Anyone who dares to steal and practice privately will also be eliminated."
He gave Jiang Ping an address, a shop in the Prefecture City, and told him that if any disputes arose because of the Painting scroll, he should go directly to that shop to clarify the facts, and he would personally intervene afterward.
"Thank you." Jiang Ping wrote down the address and clasped his hands in thanks.
"You're too kind." Murong Shu waved his hand. Although he wasn't optimistic about the other party's future, he hadn't looked down on him either. Let's just consider this a Good karma.
Jin Tao scratched his head, feeling utterly helpless.
The gifted young man he befriended still failed to achieve enlightenment.
Anran also somewhat anxious; this was his chance, how could he not seize it?
He couldn't help but switch from palm strike to sword again, and Murong Shu glanced at him, then looked at the others and said:
"No need to change it. My ancestors studied the original text; that terrifying lightning was formed when an ancient person cleaved the Sky Curtain with a sword."
"Sword?"
Immediately, everyone looked surprised, and an uproar ensued.
It is said that there are two or three people who have attained enlightenment through swordsmanship, such as Jiang Ping, who has just met the requirements.
"This person is really lucky; he just happened to achieve enlightenment through swordsmanship," Jin Ze sighed.
Some people complained that Murong Shu should have informed them beforehand.
Murong Shu wasn't angry. She smiled and said, "What suits you best is the best. There's no need to force yourself to achieve enlightenment through the sword."
"Moreover," he added, changing the subject, "If one were to enter the painting and develop a deep Sympathetic Resonance, one should be able to see his grandfather practicing swordsmanship."
The crowd remained silent, clearly not fully immersed in the scene and unaware of the truth.
"I saw him," Ning Qianxue said softly.
Murong Shu smiled, "Perfect, Miss Ning has proven what I said. What suits you best is the best, which is why she was able to be the first to achieve enlightenment."
Bullshit! She clearly has Super First-rate comprehension.
No one dared to say it aloud; they could only nod and say, "Perhaps."
Before dawn, Chen Qingyan broke through a critical point, achieving enlightenment through swordsmanship and slicing through a desolate Sword Qi.
The prodigy Anran looked regretful, as he had not met the requirements.
"Looks like I misjudged him after all." Jin Tao looked disappointed.
He changed his demeanor and approached Jiang Ping and Chen Qingyan.
However, before he could get close, he noticed that the young man was about to move towards Murong Shu, so he immediately changed direction and went to greet another genius who had not yet finished.