If you didn't understand math, you simply didn't understand it. Even if ten teachers kissed you, you still wouldn't understand it.
But Chu Ge did.
As long as he didn't get distracted by "The Plum in the Golden Vase" or looking for underlines, and didn't go hammer out words to outdo other writers, his progress when he focused on cultivation could make even his own favored son cry, "Fucking cheater."
After all, this was a world he had created. It was the finest illustration of the words "tailor-made."
He recuperated for just one night before charging off to challenge the third level again the next day. This time, he stayed a full two hours longer than yesterday.
The Sword Trial Grotto wasn't meant to directly advance cultivation. It offered sparring against the sword moves left by predecessors, and insights into various lingering sword intents. Its purpose was to broaden one's knowledge of swordsmanship, deepen one's understanding of various skills, and build practical combat experience. This was an accumulation every Cloudreach Sect disciple had to undergo.
Even Qiu Wuji and the elders still came in from time to time to experience different sword intents, seeking further insights.
In the world Chu Ge had written, simply leveling up meant little. It only made you someone others could defeat despite being at a lower level. This worldview was faithfully reflected in the Cloudreach Sect's various cultivation arrangements: every kind of accumulated experience had to complement cultivation.
In one sense, he had screwed himself over, leaving him unable to cheat his way to rapid cultivation gains. But from another perspective, this was precisely the process a creator ought to undergo to gain a comprehensive, detailed understanding of the world he had written. Its significance was no different from meeting and getting to know Xie