Feng Mu withdrew his thoughts and glanced at the system template.
Strength: 9.8 (3.8 6.0)
Agility: 6.8 (4.5 2.3)
Constitution: 6.4 (2.7 3.7)
Spirit: 1.9 (1.4 0.5)
Collapsing...
Universal Skills Bar:
Blood and Flesh Initial Solution True Skill·Three Solutions (1/10000)
Seven Kills Fist·Limit-Breaking (Soul Burial)
Seven Kills Fist·Blood and Flesh Two Solutions·Interdiate (21/2500)
Seven Kills Fist·Blood and Flesh Three Solutions·Interdiate (1/2500)
Collapsing...
Universal Skill Points: 3
Remaining General Skill Proficiency: 3730
Secret Techniques: Tongue Root Death Curse Lv1, Marriage Death Twins Lv1, Deputy's Blessing Lv1, Blood Bar Deceit Eye Lv1
Remaining Special Skill Points: 2
"It requires 10,000 proficiency points to push [Blood and Flesh Initial Solution True Skill] to the Fourth State, and the prerequisite for this breakthrough has not been triggered yet."
"Still short by 6270 proficiency points!"
Feng Mu slightly squinted his eyes, glancing at the alarm clock by the bed, which just pointed to 2 AM.
The courtyard was empty and silent, evidently the senior brothers and sisters were already dreaming.
Hong Ya's steadfast determination for training only lasted for an entire day, but tonight in Feng Mu's absence, she seized the chance to relax and spent the night enjoying television dramas, before contentedly slipping into dreams.
"Senior brothers and sisters, they are a bit lax in their training." Feng Mu thought to himself.
He was different; now that his "Explosive Liver Frenzy Postnatal Saint Body" was accomplished, he was like those muscle-bound gym-goers who felt uneasy if they didn't train intensely every day.
Even though today he had a major operation and even claid so victories...
But these were re interludes in his journey of cultivation, like marinating the liver before cooking, to enhance its flavor.
Only the true cultivation - that "explosive liver" process, was his indispensable main course each day.
Feng Mu walked into the courtyard, standing at a familiar spot.
This night, he had no intention of training other cultivation techniques, but was determined to focus solely on the [Turtle Armor Skin Changing Skill].
This Pile Skill was another optional path for [Blood and Flesh Initial Solution True Skill] to advance into the Third State.
Now having already stepped into the threshold of the Third State, looking back at this Pile Skill, it imdiately seed easier, like having the answers while doing reverse reasoning of the exam questions.
[You are fully imrsed in the profound cultivation of martial arts.]
[With the further improvent of Blood and Flesh Initial Solution True Skill and the significant enhancent in Constitution, you have initially grasped the essence of Turtle Armor Skin Changing Skill.]
[Turtle Armor Skin Changing Skill•Beginner (1/1000)]
[Turtle Armor Skin Changing Skill•Blood and Flesh Three Solutions•Beginner (1/1000)]
Two brand new skill icons appeared one after another.
Feng Mu took a short rest, his eyes slightly narrowed, discovering a major issue he had nearly overlooked.
"Turtle Armor Skin Changing Skill directly becos the Third State without generating a prerequisite Second State?"
"If you think about it, Seven Kills Fist, Soul-Seeking Step, Senluo Finger all directly start as a Second State, all collectively missing a Low State."
"That's because when I first cultivated [Blood and Flesh Initial Solution True Skill], I directly maxed out the proficiency and broke through to the Second State."
Feng Mu frowned deeply, the spark of thought flashing in his eyes, and after a mont, he showed a look of enlightennt:
"I see, the skills cultivated from [Blood and Flesh Initial Solution True Skill] have their initial tier directly corresponding to the state level I achieved. Once generated, they cannot revert to previous states."
"It's like theoretically there should be nine complete embryos, but in reality, the earlier ones might just die in the womb. The number of these dead embryos is determined by the state level I achieve while cultivating [Blood and Flesh Initial Solution True Skill]."
Life is like an unknown script, full of dramatic twists; you can never predict whether a miracle will arrive first or an accident will occur unexpectedly.
Feng Mu felt a slight regret in his heart, but he wasn't angry or frustrated by it. Instead, he accepted this result with a calm mindset.
For the continued cultivation of [Blood and Flesh Initial Solution True Skill], he already had a clearer plan:
"I will continue to give it my all to quickly elevate the cultivation technique level, but while advancing rapidly, I also need to cultivate and generate as many skill icons as possible at the Low State stage to enrich the skill library of the Low State."
"Next, I need to select a few skills for specialized training to ensure imdiate combat power, while other skills can be set aside, used solely to accumulate volu."
"Thus, when the day of Nine Solutions cos, all the skills in the skill library could collectively burst through, achieving a true accumulation of strength, possibly even allowing to achieve ascension out of nowhere?!!"
Feng Mu decided on his future cultivation approach tonight. He slightly cald his restless imagination, drank a sip of "latte" to press down his shock.
Then, he began investing again in the tedious cultivation.
[You are imrsed in selfless cultivation!]
[Seven Kills Fist•Blood and Flesh Three Solutions proficiency increased by 8 points.]
[Seven Kills Fist•Blood and Flesh Two Solutions proficiency also increased by 8 points.]
[Soul-Seeking Step·Blood and Flesh Three Solutions proficiency increased by 5 points.]
[Soul-Seeking Step·Blood and Flesh Two Solutions proficiency increased by 5 points.]
[...]
Two hours passed quickly.
Feng Mu stopped regular cultivation, switching to the brainstorm session of practicing with "chopsticks," hoping today's luck could help him draw an SSR skill card.
Failure!
Feng Mu sighed, gathered up the chopsticks scattered all over, and went back to sleep.
He didn't notice that on the closed panel, there was a blurry icon at the bottom of the skill bar that flickered faintly, then disappeared.
....
On the early morning of Tuesday, April 19, the Blood Rose Bar still lingered with the remnants of the night's darkness and the echoes of noise.
Li Shang sat on a sofa in the corner, his face dark and heavy like the extinguished lights of Upper City.
On his left cheek was a distinct five-finger mark, notable like a brand, indicating the insult he had suffered from a Commissioner's reprimand not long ago.
He gulped down a large mouthful of wine; the spicy liquid seared down his throat like flas, making his breathing rapid and low.
The alcohol burned inside him, seemingly igniting the pent-up anger in his heart.
Chang Erbing sat close next to Li Shang, his face equally grim to the extre, teeth clenched, each word seed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "The commissioner is truly too much, clearly trying to push our Patrol Office down a dead end."
Opposite them, Ma Bin remained silent, offering no words of comfort, rely picking up the wine bottle to keep filling their glasses.
Li Shang raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, staring at Ma Bin, his gaze as cold and profound as a wolf in mid-winter: "Those transfers you ntioned, they'll be sent to the Second Prison in the next two days."
After pausing, Li Shang continued: "Additionally, the proposal you ntioned last ti, I think it's ti for us to seriously plan it."
Ma Bin didn't respond imdiately. Slowly, he placed the wine bottle back on the table, and after a long silence, he sighed deeply.
He took a photo from his pocket, handing it to Li Shang. The photo showed a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimd glasses, with an elegant and gentle deanor that felt friendly and approachable.
"Hou Wendong, 33 years old. Although just a secretary, his influence is not to be underestimated. If sothing happens to him, certain governors or MPs in Zone 9 Executive Governnt will certainly take action."
Ma Bin's voice was deep, his expression uneasy,
"At that ti, there will definitely be pressure on the Patrol Office. As long as Captain Li leads the brothers to take over this case, there will naturally be a reason to be freed from those tasks assigned by the Commissioner."
Ma Bin paused slightly, frowning tightly, as if still in intense internal conflict.
His voice beca sowhat hesitant, advising: "However, this matter is equally perilous, even more dangerously so. After all, if the kidnapping of an official is exposed, then..."
Ma Bin took a deep breath, his hand hovering hesitantly over the photo, as though wanting to take it back, worrying: "It's too dangerous, Captain Li. Maybe we should consider other options?"
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