On the Canglang River, Chu Xisheng sat on the sailing ship's deck, feeling rather bewildered.
An enormous firework was exploding in his field of vision, its dazzling colors filling the entire screen in an instant.
What's going on? Chu Xisheng wondered. I clearly turned off the effects.
Then he saw the number in the Martial Dao field of his Character Panel leap.
-2,343,312.
Chu Xisheng blinked, unable to make sense of it.
It had been just over 1.83 million earlier, and now it was 2.34 million?
Had that gigantic firework actually brought him 500,000 Martial Dao Points?
Was it because he had defeated Mo Qilin?
After a moment's thought, Chu Xisheng dismissed the idea.
Defeating Mo Qilin could bring him a large number of Martial Dao Points, but not this quickly.
News took time to spread, and it could not possibly produce such an outrageous burst of 500,000 Martial Dao Points all at once.
Chu Xisheng shook his head and abandoned the thought of getting to the bottom of it.
The Martial Dao Points he earned now came from every corner of the world. How could he possibly figure it out?
The system would not mark the sources of his Martial Dao Points for him, either.
Chu Xisheng brushed aside his doubts and continued devoting himself to studying martial arts.
Throughout the month he had spent traveling north from Xiushui Commandery, Chu Xisheng had practiced martial arts every day.
Both his Wind-Chasing Blade and his Light-Cloud Movement had made tremendous progress.
Especially after acquiring Sixth Stage "Supreme Communication with the Divine," a single day of study now yielded as much as three days had before.
Only a few relatively important hurdles remained that Chu Xisheng could not understand or think through.
If practicing martial arts was like digging a canal,