Martial Dao Golden Core! Within the System Space!
Watching himself, who had persisted in breaking through for millions of years only to explode to death time and again, Chen An's mouth twitched.
"Looks like this system isn't without flaws after all. Even pay-to-win isn't omnipotent!"
At last, he saw through the true nature of his cheat—an executor of ultimate power, but by no means a competent creator.
It was indeed proficient at deduction. Whether cultivation techniques, martial arts, or secret arts, so long as he gave it a direction, it could work tirelessly for millions of years, honing them to flawless perfection.
But all its actions had to be founded upon his explicit commands.
If he told it to cultivate basic blade techniques, it could train those basic blade techniques to an unprecedented level of perfection;
If he told it to deduce the Extinction Blade Intent, it could slowly strip away the essence of blade intent over endless years;
If he told it to compress astral essence and raise his cultivation, it could refine that astral essence to the very pinnacle of the Grandmaster realm.
But once that road reached its end, once there was no ready-made path ahead, it became completely lost.
It would not think, "Why doesn't this road work?" It would not consider, "Is there another road to take?" Much less would it explore an entirely new direction of martial cultivation on its own.
It would only mechanically repeat the successful experiences of the past, using the clumsiest brute force to batter that utterly unbreakable barrier again and again. Even if it smashed itself to pieces, it would not adapt in the slightest.
"From Qi Gathering to Grandmaster, the reason I had smooth sailing all the way wasn't because the system was so clever. It was because