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After a period of reflection on the Law, Mo Wen had lost hope in generating a speed attribute Law through the Yin Yang Principle. However, he remained undeterred. On one hand, his recent insights had deepened his understanding of the changes within the Yin Yang Principle; on the other hand, even if he could not currently apply the Yin Yang Principle to create a speed attribute Law, it did not hinder his cultivation of the Speed Realm. Moreover, should an opportunity arise in the future to obtain the corresponding Law changes, he could still incorporate them into his speed.
Once prepared, Mo Wen began practicing the Shen Su Jing. As Old Lu had said, the Shen Su Jing was indeed profound. Despite thorough preparation, his progress was slow—much slower than he had anticipated.
“Old Lu, my practice of the Shen Su Jing is exceptionally slow. Is there any supplementary material that could speed up my training?” His dissatisfaction with his pace prompted him to consult Old Lu about any potential aids.
“Cultivation is about going with the flow and continuously exploring the limits of the human body. If supplementary materials are not necessary for Kung Fu, it’s best to avoid them; they can undermine your foundation. Besides, your mindset is problematic—you’re looking for shortcuts, which is far more harmful than any supplementary material itself.”
“Old Xie Lu! I was foolish,” Mo Wen realized suddenly.
“Ah, as long as you understand. Right now, you’re only in the Speed Realm. When you reach a higher Realm, you’ll discover how difficult it is to progress. Stagnating in a Realm can last decades or even centuries. If your temperament is restless, it will surely lead to terrible consequences—at worst, you might stray into madness; at best, you’ll remain stagnant for life.” Since he began cultivating, Mo Wen's progress had been remarkable; even so-called geniuses from outside could not match his speed. Moreover, the Kung Fu he received was notoriously difficult to master. The most important thing was that his foundation was solid. However, such rapid advancement could lead to restlessness in temperament; thus, any signs of this must be promptly extinguished. Fortunately, this boy had good insight and realized his folly, which made all those years of effort worthwhile.
Another month passed in the blink of an eye. Mo Wen's cultivation had barely reached a minor breakthrough, but this did not affect his determination to continue training. After being reprimanded by Old Lu, he became more alert; relying on supplementary materials might allow for rapid cultivation, but such realms would never be as solid as those earned through steady effort. From now on, he would strive to avoid using supplements unless absolutely necessary for Kung Fu.
In the woods, Mo Wen’s figure was everywhere. After each session of practice, he would test his speed—partly to genuinely feel if there had been any improvement and partly to identify areas for improvement. “Practice is the only standard for testing Kung Fu,” he would respond whenever Old Lu expressed confusion at his relentless efforts. Old Lu could not refute him because every piece of Kung Fu he provided to Mo Wen was either rarely mastered or entirely unpracticed by anyone else. He was well aware of where his Kung Fu came from and how many had practiced it; yet he had never heard of anyone like Mo Wen who seemed to cultivate without difficulty.
Could it be that this boy was naturally suited for cultivation? When he first rescued Mo Wen, he had checked his body and found no special bloodline—he was just an ordinary person. If he truly possessed extraordinary talent, there was no way he would have remained outside the Warrior Stage at that age.
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