Inheritance

Xu Wuyi spent an entire week establishing the basic theoretical framework.

The core idea was this: use the power of Order to seep into every cell, analyze the structures and workings within those cells, identify the imperfect parts, then use the power of Order to adjust them and make them more rational.

The process involved no destruction, only pure optimization.

The cells would not suffer from being "burned away," nor would they develop rejection reactions from being "replaced."

The power of Order was like an incomparably meticulous craftsman, patching and mending bit by bit within the cells—straightening crooked structures, reinforcing loose connections, and clearing blocked channels.

The process was slow, but safe.

After establishing the theoretical framework, Xu Wuyi did not rush into action. Instead, he spent another three days repeatedly simulating every step. Only after confirming that there were no loopholes did he begin his first attempt.

It was an afternoon in late February. The sunlight outside was excellent, spilling warmly across the cultivation room's floor.

Xu Wuyi sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, leaned the Prairie Fire Spear against the wall beside him, placed his hands on his knees with his palms facing upward, and slowly closed his eyes.

Within his sea of consciousness, the pale blue Heart of Order began to turn slowly. The power of Order flowed out like a trickling stream, following the route he had long planned and spreading into every corner of his body.

But this time, the power of Order did not remain at the level of flesh, skin, sinew, and bone. It continued deeper, into places he had never touched before.

Cells.

The human body was made up of countless cells. Every cell was a tiny world, with its own structures and ways of functioning.

In the cultivation system of Martial