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To avoid being disturbed during his cultivation, Mo Wen directly paid a month's rent. He then entered the small courtyard he had chosen and began to busy himself. Although there was a Magic Circle set up by the Official Government, he did not dare to be careless regarding personal privacy. After a thorough inspection, he started to arrange the courtyard, and by the time he finished, an hour had passed.
After burning incense and bathing, he fetched water and brewed tea. It was his first time enjoying such a luxurious environment for cultivation, so he naturally needed to prepare like others. Sitting cross-legged in the room, he calmed his mind and felt that his state was nearly ready before beginning to study the Spirit-Focusing Sutra word by word. Two days later, Mo Wen opened his eyes; this was truly his first time cultivating alone. Previously, when Old Lu mentioned that he relied too heavily on others, he had not taken it seriously. Now it seemed that this was indeed the case; in these two days, he had only grasped the surface of the text. With Old Lu's guidance before, he hadn’t felt any difficulty in cultivation, but now he found it challenging to proceed without someone to help him. He also gained insight into the profound nature of the Nerve-level Kung Fu within the Neural Pavilion.
"Relying on others is not as good as relying on oneself; a strong person strengthens themselves." This was the best course of action Mo Wen could think of at that moment. Only he knew what Kung Fu he had acquired; the jade scroll obtained from the Neural Pavilion had long turned to ashes. It was only upon Mr. Bao's reminder that Mo Wen realized that the jade scroll was a one-time use item; any form of viewing would render it void after one use. Naturally, Mo Wen would not bring the scroll back with him. Initially, he had only imprinted its contents in his mind, but now upon careful consideration, he found the language obscure and difficult to understand. If someone could offer guidance, it would be beneficial; however, he shook his head—one must walk their own path.
Mo Wen was determined to master the Spirit-Focusing Sutra without guidance. He did not believe that he could not comprehend its intricacies without help; after all, he considered himself a "genius" with exceptional talent in various aspects. How could a mere Kung Fu text possibly stump him?
Hard work pays off for those who are diligent. After about twenty days of effort, he finally thoroughly studied the Spirit-Focusing Sutra. Opening his eyes with joy on his face proved that even without anyone guiding him, he could still understand Kung Fu deeply. Although it took more time than expected, with practice, he believed that the time required would gradually decrease. Now it was time to find a place for breaking through in his cultivation.
"Hmm?" Although his rental period had not yet expired, there was movement from the courtyard's token; something must have happened outside. After tidying up, he opened the courtyard door to find an Official from the Official Inn waiting outside.
"Excuse me, guest," said the Official. "Young Master Yin is looking for you and seems quite anxious; please come with me." Seeing Mo Wen's puzzled expression, the Official quickly explained the situation before Mo Wen could speak.
"Lead the way." Given that Mo Wen was staying at the Official Inn under the Jin Family's influence, he understood its significance but did not know why Young Master Yin sought him during his cultivation time. After some interactions with Young Master Yin, Mo Wen found him somewhat annoying but did not think he would be bothersome enough to interrupt his training. Following the messenger led him to a hall where Young Master Yin was pacing back and forth inside, appearing quite anxious.
"Brother Yin, what brings you to me?" Mo Wen asked as Young Master Yin seemed unaware of his arrival.
"Finally! I've been waiting for you forever! Hurry up and come with me!" Upon hearing Mo Wen's voice, Young Master Yin rushed over and grabbed Mo Wen's arm to pull him outside.
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