Panel

As for the remaining time, it was naturally not meant to be wasted. Firstly, everyone was exhausted after finishing their sword practice and likely couldn't even walk far, so they needed time to rest. Secondly, it provided an opportunity for students to ask the teacher questions.

During cultivation, there are always many questions, and since everyone's situation is different, the teacher's guidance is all the more necessary.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Cheng sat down right where he was, breathing at a steady, unhurried pace, utilizing the rhythm of his breathing technique.

By simply breathing without engaging in visualization, he wouldn't consume his vitality; instead, it could accelerate the recovery of his physical strength.

Some people, whose swordsmanship had reached their very bones, could naturally maintain the rhythm of their breathing technique at all times. Zhao Cheng was still a considerable distance away from such a realm; he had to consciously challenge his breathing, and once he forgot, the rhythm would naturally fall into disarray.

Beyond that, there were legends of powerful individuals who not only instinctively maintained the rhythm of their breathing technique at all times but also kept their minds in a state of visualization constantly, meaning they were effectively cultivating and growing stronger every single moment.

Of course, Zhao Cheng had never seen such a person in reality, and even on the internet, he had only heard rumors; no one had truly stepped forward to claim they could do it.

Growing stronger just by breathing—the very idea seemed somewhat exaggerated. After all, humans are not perpetual motion machines; no matter how strong someone is, they will get tired and need rest.

In the field, some people went to find the teacher to ask questions, while others continued to rest, chatting away with one another.

Especially after the juicy gossip that had just unfolded on the spot, everyone's desire to chat was at an all-time high.

Zhao Cheng noticed that many gazes were converging on him.

This sensory ability had slowly emerged as his swordsmanship gradually improved and his spirit and body began to purify.

In fact, ordinary people possess this ability too; many people occasionally feel like someone is watching them from behind, and when they turn around, they find someone really is. It is an instinctive reaction, but it is difficult to control, which is why it seems to work only intermittently.

However, those who practice the sword path see their instincts gradually strengthen and become more reliable as their spirit and body purify, allowing them to slowly master this ability.

After all, the purification of the flesh and spirit is, in itself, a form of mastery over them.

When he first acquired this ability, he found it novel for a while, but after some time, he became accustomed to it.

Ignoring these gazes, Zhao Cheng slowly emptied his mind. Unlike his previous wild, wandering thoughts, he was now thinking of nothing at all, just sitting there blankly.

In this state, his five senses became sharper, especially his hearing, which allowed him to hear many sounds he couldn't perceive before. Ordinary people can achieve this ability when they quiet down, but it just wasn't as strong as his.

Once he had too many distracting thoughts, this heightened hearing would dissipate.

Zhao Cheng heard many of his classmates talking; today, right now, he was undoubtedly the center of the conversation.

Some had quiet voices, others had loud ones, and among them, the loudest was undoubtedly Zhou Yu.

Unanimously, no one came over to disturb Zhao Cheng, as everyone knew that the period immediately after training was the most exhausting, and it took at least three to five minutes to recover even a little.

Classmate bonds were real; among classmates, while some might be a bit "annoying," there was rarely anyone truly malicious.

Zhao Cheng felt at ease, sensing that after the previous round of cultivation, his heart had become a little quieter. Although it wasn't much, it was definitely progress.

This feeling was not an illusion; it was real.

This was one of his special abilities: the capacity to accurately perceive his own progress, or rather, any positive change.

Over the past six months, his ability to settle his mind and practice diligently had a lot to do with this strange perception.

For ordinary people, the biggest blow is undoubtedly the inability to see progress, but once they can see it, they will certainly have more drive.

Although the voices entered his ears, they left no trace in Zhao Cheng's mind. If they left a trace, a thought would arise, and his heart would no longer be quiet.

At the very beginning, Zhao Cheng's spirit wasn't pure enough, and the "sage mode" generated after exercise was easily disrupted, but now, he could maintain it for a continuous period of time.

In this state, the recovery speed of his energy was also far superior to normal.

He didn't know how much time had passed in this state when, suddenly, a ripple arose in Zhao Cheng's heart. Then, his entire being suddenly steadied; the feeling was like a dragon in a painting being dotted with eyes, giving Zhao Cheng a strange sense of fulfillment.

Immediately following this, a natural realization appeared in Zhao Cheng's heart.

Some essence of his had finally adapted to this world, or rather, this world had adapted to this essence.

As his thoughts turned, a nearly transparent panel suddenly appeared before Zhao Cheng's eyes. Even though Zhao Cheng had his eyes closed, the panel remained clearly visible.

Panel

Source Point: 0

Realm: Quietude (52%)

Traits:

???: Heaven Rewards Diligence, all effort shall be rewarded; Panel; ???

Sword Seed (Damaged) 13% (Red): Sword art level cap +3, affinity for swords moderately increased, proficiency required for sword art improvement moderately decreased

Vitality: 1.5 (1.0)

Strength: 6.1 (5)

Agility: 6.5 (5)

Physique: 5.5 (5)

Spirit: 7.2 (5)

Skills: 17th Basic Swordsmanship 6th Revised Edition lv4 (lv8) (6/300)

Simulation Count: 0

Shop

"???"

Zhao Cheng swept his gaze across the Panel. This Panel was truly named "Panel," and at a rough glance, Zhao Cheng could not find any plus signs.

Following that, he was in no rush. Unhurriedly, he began to read from the very top.

First was the Panel. As he focused his attention on it, Zhao Cheng immediately gained an understanding.

Panel: The manifestation of certain aspects of one's own traits.

Next was the Source Point.

Source Point: An extremely special type of energy, or perhaps currency, capable of facilitating certain transactions, or rather, mysterious equivalent exchanges.

After that was Realm.

Realm: The digitization of a self-cognizant cultivation system.

Then came Traits.

Traits: The manifestation of one's origin, the cornerstone of one's existence.

As for the subsequent four-dimensional attributes of Vitality, Strength, Agility, and Constitution, as well as Skills, they were likewise manifestations following Zhao Cheng's self-cognition.

Among them:

Vitality: The source of power for life's existence.

Strength: Reflects the body's explosive power.

Speed: Reflects the speed of neural reflexes.

Constitution: Body density and recovery ability.

Spirit: The intensity of mental power.

Skills: Abilities within one's self-cognition.

Simulation Count: A partial manifestation of the power of one's own traits, possessing incredible capabilities, capable of interfering with space-time and transcending dimensions.

Shop: A partial manifestation of the power of one's own traits, whose core is equivalent exchange, with its outer expression influenced by space-time information interference, yet it tends to intercept and favor the beneficial parts within one's self-cognition.