The moon set and the sun rose, time flowing like water.
In a daze, three more days had passed.
Luo Mu still sat in his room, surrounded by stacks of paper—some intact, some crumpled, and some torn into shreds.
His eyes were bloodshot.
He held his pen, hovering in mid-air.
Compared to the mess around him, the desk in front of him was remarkably clean and tidy.
There was only one manual on it.
It had been blank at first, but now it was down to the last few pages.
The rest had already been filled.
Clearly, the deduction was almost complete.
Ding!
"You have focused your mind, with no distractions, deeply deduced the [No-Life Sword Canon], and had an epiphany!!! Critical Hit triggered, earning 100 times the reward!"
In an instant, vast amounts of information surged into Luo Mu's mind, dense and overwhelming.
And finally, he grasped the last key point.
He dropped his pen, finishing the last of the content.
Hoo!
Luo Mu leaned back, his tensed nerves relaxing.
After a dozen breaths, hearty laughter slowly filled the room.
Luo Mu sat up straight, picked up the manual from the table, his face full of excitement.
Finally... he had finished!
He had successfully deduced the [No-Life Sword Canon] to the Mystic Tier Top-Grade!
And based on his judgment, among the Mystic Tier Top-Grades, the [No-Life Sword Canon] was likely to be one of the best.
Because now, the [No-Life Sword Canon] had almost no flaws!
He had incorporated the essence of fifteen sword techniques into it!
One hundred sword strikes per breath, enhanced sword power, and so on.
Of course, the most important aspect was still the [No-Life Sword Canon] itself.
Originally, it could only condense one hundred No-Life Sword Qi, but now it could condense a thousand, or even more!
Exactly how many depended on the body's capacity to endure.
But Luo Mu estimated that the maximum should be around three thousand!
"Domain Blade Style."
"Overlord Blade Style."
"Extreme Blade Style."
"Draw Blade Style."
These were the moves that Luo Mu had deduced.
They were simpler than before, but far stronger!
Domain Blade Style
A hundred-meter radius around the user, filled with blade Qi, forming a domain.
Anyone within this domain would be constantly attacked by the blade Qi from all directions.
It was a large-area attack style.
Ideal for clearing fields.
However, this move consumed quite a bit of vitality.
Luo Mu estimated that he would need to reach the Spirit Sea Realm to use it freely.
After all, the quality of True Qi was much higher than vitality.
Overlord Blade Style
Embracing all rivers, all rivers... return to the sea!
All blade Qi converged into a single strike, domineering and powerful, with the momentum of sweeping the world.
Extreme Blade Style
In one breath, at least one hundred strikes, enough to deal with agile opponents.
Draw Blade Style
An advanced version of the Overlord Blade Style.
The blade Qi is fused and hidden within the sheath, endlessly suppressed, waiting for the moment of explosion!
Its power far surpasses the Overlord Blade Style!
"With the foundation laid before, it's not that hard to practice."
Luo Mu closed the manual, a smile appearing on his face.
These sword techniques were all deduced by him.
Naturally, there were no doubts in the practice content.
Like before, the main focus was on condensing the No-Life Sword Qi, the foundation of the sword techniques.
One hundred strikes was the entry level.
Three hundred strikes was the initial understanding.
Five hundred strikes was minor success.
Seven hundred strikes was major success.
As for perfection, one thousand strikes could be considered complete, though this was far from the limit.
Additionally, the techniques had to be practiced.
Now, the moves were very intricate; simply understanding them wasn't enough, continuous practice was necessary.
"How much time has passed?"
In the flow of cultivation, Luo Mu, though keeping track, had lost track of time.
"About three days, I think."
Luo Mu stood up.
Stretching his body, his bones made crackling sounds, like beans frying.
"Three days to deduce a sword technique to top-grade, I doubt anyone would believe it if I told them."
Luo Mu's mouth curled into a smile.
Of course, all of this was thanks to the system, his little assistant.
The rules he had deduced earlier were correct.
The longer he practiced, the more immersed his mind became, the higher the probability of a high-level Critical Hit occurring!
In the past three days,
he had neglected sleep and food, fully absorbed in deep deduction.
The number of times a 100x Critical Hit occurred had reached thirteen times!
And there was even one that reached 300x!
Without that, he wouldn't have succeeded so quickly.
"Also, the moment of epiphany is very important."
Luo Mu tucked the manual into his storage ring.
Whether in martial arts cultivation or technique deduction, the moment of epiphany was often mentioned.
What is an epiphany?
It is when, in an instant, you seem to enter a wondrous state, like a sudden awakening. In this state, your thoughts flow like a fountain, far surpassing normal reasoning.
For example, just now,
Luo Mu was fortunate enough to have an epiphany, and at the same time, the system triggered a 100x Critical Hit.
It was as if he had had a hundred epiphanies at once.
The rewards were unimaginable.
That's why he could instantly complete the final key points of the sword technique.
Epiphanies are extremely rare.
It all depends on luck.
That's why ordinary people would find it nearly impossible to deduce martial arts, even if they spent their entire lives.
Taking a deep breath,
Luo Mu cleared his mind, walked over to wash up, and then picked up his spirit blade, heading outside.
He remembered that he had left three days ago.
But his attention had been completely consumed by martial arts deduction, so he had forgotten.
He wasn't sure if Cheng Qingman and the others had already left.
——
After wandering around the marquis' residence and being directed by a servant, Luo Mu found Cheng Qingman.
At that moment, Cheng Qingman was sitting on a swing.
She held a spiritual fruit in her right hand, occasionally taking a bite, while her left hand held an ancient text, looking at it with interest.
The breeze gently blew, causing her long hair to flutter.
She had a delicate face, with skin as white as snow.
Especially her legs, which were quite long.
In the sunlight, she exuded an indescribable beauty.
Previously, Luo Mu had always been focused on cultivation,
so he had never really taken a good look at Cheng Qingman.
But now, he was struck by her beauty, feeling amazed.
He hadn't expected Cheng Qingman to be so beautiful.
"Junior Brother Luo?"
Seemingly sensing something, Cheng Qingman looked up, startled at first, then her face lit up with joy.
"You've finished your closed-door cultivation?"
"Sorry, I..."
Luo Mu hadn't finished his sentence when Cheng Qingman directly interrupted, even winking.
"It's no big deal, we're like that, I toGreaty get you. It's only been three days, I thought you'd be in seclusion for at least half a month."
"Do you want some spiritual fruit?"
Saying this, Cheng Qingman took out a spiritual fruit from her robes and wiped it on her clothes.
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