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Under the persistent persuasion of Mo Wen, Old Lu finally handed him a Storage Device. The Storage Device was a belt with ample space, enough for Mo Wen to store all the items he had scavenged over the years.
"Don't worry, kid. When it's time to leave, the Old Man will let you know. He won't abandon you; just focus on your training," Old Lu reassured him.
Mo Wen initially wanted to ask Old Lu for a suitable weapon, but Old Lu didn't have one to offer. Instead, he told Mo Wen that the best weapon was his own fists. If he wanted a truly effective weapon, he would need to forge it himself. Other people's weapons were like custom-tailored clothes; even if he got his hands on one, it wouldn’t suit him well. Hearing this made Mo Wen realize the truth in Old Lu's words, but his desire for a weapon did not wane. He decided to find an opportunity to craft one that he truly desired. However, the most pressing matter was still to focus on improving his Realm.
Currently, he had achieved minor success in the Speed Realm, equivalent to having completed eighty percent of the Shen Su Jing. Although only twenty percent remained for full mastery, that last stretch was the most challenging. After another month of diligent practice, he finally reached great success in the Speed Realm. This time, he found a larger open space to test his training results. Despite his efforts to find a suitable area, he still ended up with bruises and scrapes. At this moment, he gained a deeper understanding of why one must reach the Golden Body Realm before training speed; most people simply couldn't handle it. If he were at the Warrior Stage now, he suspected he would have already knocked himself out.
From his current perspective, each movement covered a distance of one hundred zhang as described in Kung Fu. However, he was still not adept at controlling this Body Technique and struggled to avoid obstacles ahead. His control over distance was lacking and did not meet the fluidity described in Kung Fu. The purpose of training in the Speed Realm was twofold: to suppress opponents with speed during combat and to facilitate escape when necessary. As for escaping, it was clear that the farther one could move each time, the better; combat required adjustments based on situational needs—something Mo Wen felt he still needed improvement on. Nevertheless, he remained optimistic and believed that with diligent practice, he would master this Body Technique.
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"Mo Wen, you've mastered the Shen Su Jing," Old Lu said while gnawing on a bone without looking up. "But it seems you still have much to improve in controlling your Body Technique; you need more practice."
Mo Wen had grown accustomed to Old Lu's mannerisms; it felt odd when Old Lu acted serious.
"What you say is true; I will definitely practice diligently," Mo Wen replied.
"Good that you understand that. However, practicing alone isn't very effective; it's best to improve through combat. Unfortunately, the surrounding Demon Beasts are either too weak or too strong for your level of practice. The Old Man doesn't have time to find you an opponent of equal strength; we'll have to address that later."
"Old Lu, does this mean trouble is coming?" Mo Wen asked.
"Yes, it's not far off."
"Then we should hurry and escape!" Hearing Old Lu's words made Mo Wen anxious. His knowledge of other Cultivators' strengths was limited to what Old Lu had told him and descriptions from novels—after all, those tales were fictional and unreliable; however, what Old Lu said felt credible enough for him to take seriously.
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