High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late Chapter 97 - 96: You Reap What You Sow, Xiaoyue 1 vs 3

This talent imdiately brings to mind the previous notion that diligence can compensate for deficiencies, but it’s different.

One involves having a slight insight after a certain number of repetitions, while the other offers proportional rewards for effort; hard work yields corresponding gains.

Comparatively, this current superpower is better, as can be seen from the color grade of the superpower.

"Let’s test the effect."

Without the Spirit Marrow, Su Mu’s speed in reconstructing the Qi Blood Bridge slowed, but the second reconstruction was more solid and broad, evident in the increased flow speed of his Qi and Blood.

This can enhance control over Qi and Blood and increase a martial artist’s explosive limit to so extent.

After a long ti, Su Mu erged from cultivation, showing confusion; he seed to have not felt the effect of this "heaven rewards those who work hard" superpower.

Skeptical, Su Mu left the Gravity Cultivation Room.

He now had his ti planned out, so he didn’t think too much about it. After leaving the cultivation room, Su Mu first went to the cafeteria and ordered five plates of at chunks, each weighing ten pounds.

A few days ago, Shi Hao and Xu Zhi, two instructors, approached Su Mu. Though they could never truly restrict Su Mu’s access to the Combat Simulation Room, they gave him so reminders.

This led Su Mu to simply give up going to the Combat Simulation Room these days; firstly, Su Mu indeed wasn’t very interested in puppets, and secondly, his ti was tight.

As compensation, during the training camp, Su Mu could eat as much as he wanted without any deduction of training points.

It was a mutual agreent.

Of course, this point couldn’t be publicly announced, but Su Mu’s nature would not have him announcing it; he was only concerned with eating at heartily.

After consuming fifty pounds of Fierce Beast Flesh, Su Mu felt warm all over; this kind of satiety and the growth of Qi and blood from eating at, unlike consuming elixirs, brought more joy—this was human instinct.

"During the at-eating, I also didn’t trigger the ’heaven rewards those who work hard’. This superpower is sowhat strange."

After a brief rest, Su Mu returned to the Cultivation Hall. He insisted on spending two hours daily at the Spiritual Cultivation Hall, and naturally, he would often encounter Tantai Yan.

However, the two didn’t communicate much, but later Su Mu noticed that during his fixed schedule at the Spiritual Cultivation Room, Tantai Yan was never inside.

Once or twice is a coincidence, but after many tis, Su Mu realized it wasn’t by chance; regardless, it was fine.

After entering the cultivation room and adjusting his state, Su Mu imdiately activated the cultivation room.

During the days of self-abusive cultivation, Su Mu also formulated a specialized spiritual defense training plan for himself.

Put simply, he first activated the secondary mode, resisting spiritual shock with Sword Montum for so ti, and when the spirit beca sowhat scattered, he switched back to the first mode, conducting spiritual counter training.

This was also one of Su Mu’s bad habits; he would always envision the worst scenario, simulating facing Spiritual Talent in a compromised state.

This approach had benefits; continuously pushing himself to the limit showed noticeable progress. Moreover, he found the recovery ti from spiritual shock slightly shortened, and he beca less uncomfortable.

"Co on."

Su Mu unleashed Sword Montum, immobile like a mountain, transford into a coastal reef.

The incoming spiritual shocks from all directions, like waves, continuously assaulted him, hitting him over and over.

Su Mu gritted his teeth, persevering relentlessly.

As soon as dizziness repeatedly occurred, Su Mu groaned and paused the spiritual shock in the cultivation room.

Then, he used the ditation Technique to restore his state, and tirelessly started the spiritual counter cultivation.

This ti Su Mu didn’t keep releasing Sword Montum; instead, he had to predict the spiritual shock and counter it with Sword Montum, forcing himself not to ntally count three seconds. To avoid other distractions, he simply closed his eyes, relying solely on reaction.

Success and failure were constantly alternating.

Su Mu hadn’t been able to seize the timing for countering spiritual shock, but he wasn’t planning to give up; even if he couldn’t grasp the timing in the end, quicker recovery from spiritual shock would still be progress.

Only soon, he found sothing was amiss.

Today’s state was exceptionally good, and insights were continuously surfacing in his mind, especially after each failure, this sensation was especially vivid. He began continuously adjusting his timing.

"Now’s the mont!"

Su Mu’s body emitted a flash of sharpness, perfectly countering the instant spiritual shock.

The next second.

Su Mu opened his eyes with joy; he had an epiphany.

"Effort yields reward; if tasks are too simple and go too smoothly, it’s naturally hard to sense the presence of the superpower."

"This ’heaven rewards those who work hard’ is actually more perceptible in continuous failure!"

Su Mu was experienced in constructing the Qi Blood Bridge, and his Five Viscera had been refined by Condensed Blood; coupled with enhanced Qi Blood Purity, reconstructing the Qi Blood Bridge was notably effortless, so he naturally couldn’t perceive the effect of this superpower.

"So it’s a capability designed for overcoming challenges."

Thinking of this, Su Mu felt joy in his heart and continued training. The stagnation he had experienced these days was broken, through repeated failures.

He finally felt progress, each failure becoming a step toward advancent. Although slow, each ti brought rewards.

Just keep cultivating, don’t think about anything else.

This feeling was solid and reliable, providing endless motivation!

...

Intense focus on cultivation led Su Mu to forget the ti.

Tantai Yan was waiting outside for a long ti.

Finally, the door opened, and Su Mu, pale and soaked, walked out, "Sorry for the wait."

Tantai Yan shook her head, not entering the cultivation room directly as usual this ti.

Su Mu glanced at Tantai Yan and suddenly thought of soone.

"Do you know soone nad Wu Jun?"

These two were both from the South China Martial Arts University, so they might know each other?

"Wu Jun? I... I don’t know him."

Su Mu took in Tantai Yan’s expression; it seems from her puzzled look she indeed didn’t know him, and this Wu Jun might not be very famous.

"Uh, Su... Mu."

Su Mu responded, looking over, Tantai Yan hurriedly averted her gaze.

"Why did you co to the training camp?"

"To beco stronger; the world is so vast, I want to see more," Su Mu replied without hesitation, "Therefore, I hope when we et in the ranking battle, you can go all out. Of course, I will also do my best to try and defeat you."

"Part of what’s driving to beco stronger during this period is to defeat you!" Su Mu spoke very directly.

"Alright, I will do my best."

Su Mu quickly left, and Tantai Yan felt a bit lost and envious of Su Mu. She used to think that Su Mu was like her.

Especially after hearing from Huangfu Xue that Su Mu had easily defeated You Ming, she always felt that Su Mu was like her, avoiding battles.

But now it seed she was wrong. Tantai Yan realized Su Mu longed for battle, and he was not like her at all.

"A terrifying person who enjoys battle... that’s wonderful."

"But since we’ve agreed... I will also do my best."

"The world is so big, I want to see more of it, truly enviable."

...

Jiang Miaomiao was slightly amused, just now, Xiaoyue’s horoom teacher called her, saying that Xiaoyue had made a boy in class cry again.

Why again?

Because this hasn’t been the first ti; just this month, it’s happened for the third ti.

Beside her, Luo i asked what had happened, and Miaomiao sourly explained.

"Sister Miaomiao, Xiaoyue surely didn’t do it on purpose."

"I hope so."

At ho, Xiaoyue brought a little friend with her.

"Aunt Jiang, today Zhang Mingxuan and his gang stole my cookies, and Xiaoyue fought them off."

"Wait, Xiaoyue, did you really beat up all three of Zhang Mingxuan’s gang... is that right?" Jiang Miaomiao was startled and quickly checked her daughter, relieved to find no injuries.

Xiaoyue dared not look at her mother, quickly nodding like a pecking chicken.

"Hmm, I understand. You did well this ti, but there was also sothing wrong; fighting doesn’t solve everything. You can tell the teacher about it, but it’s all over now." Miaomiao rubbed Xiaoyue’s head.

"Tomorrow is the weekend, let’s go have so fried chicken."

"Xiaoyu, let’s go together. Inform your family and after, Auntie will bring you ho."

"Aunt Jiang is the best!"

The two agreed in excitent at the prospect of fried chicken. With the issue passed, Xiaoyue smiled and asked, "Mom, where is Sister Luo i?"

"Well, she’s probably at the fried chicken shop already."

On the weekend, Miaomiao drove her daughter back to their hotown. Today was her brother’s fortieth birthday, a significant occasion. Miaomiao, soft-hearted, couldn’t resist her brother’s repeated calls and agreed.

Joining them was Xiaoyue’s favorite Sister Luo i.

Miaomiao glanced through the rear-view mirror to see the two enjoying themselves in the back seat; Luo i was like a child.

At the entrance of East Village, a red banner was already raised.

"My brother is too much. What’s the point? It’s not even my birthday," Miaomiao shook her head.

"Welco Director Jiang Miaomiao of Linjiang Base Central Library back to the village?!" Her daughter, Xiaoyue, read the banner, resulting in a stern look from Miaomiao for calling her by na.

The car had just arrived at the village gate when the villagers clustered around it. Running into an acquaintance, villagers typically stop the car to chat, which left Miaomiao stuck, unable to move.

Soon, word spread, and villagers enthusiastically offered greetings. Though the distance from the gate to Jiang’s house was only a few hundred ters, it took Miaomiao over half an hour.

"Miaomiao is back!"

At ho, many elders were already present. Seeing Miaomiao return, they all ca out to greet her warmly, especially her brother and sister-in-law.

"Let help you with the stuff. Little sister, driving must have been tiring."

Miaomiao was puzzled; she chatted happily with the family elders for a while and then found an excuse to go to the kitchen.

"Mom, what’s my brother up to this ti?"

"This rascal, didn’t your brother tell you?"

Upon hearing this, Xiaoyue’s grandmother explained that the old village chief was retiring this year, and her brother planned to run for village chief.

"But if your brother succeeds, it would be nice. Our family has never produced a village chief."

Miaomiao understood, guessing her parents strongly supported her brother.

"Miaomiao, it’s actually my decision. Don’t bla others."

"It’s alright, we’re family," Miaomiao chuckled and shook her head. "But you could’ve told beforehand, at least gave ti to prepare. I was surrounded forever at the village gate, barely made it here."

Her grandmother laughed heartily, "Just as well, the chicken is ready. Taste it for seasoning?"

"Sure, I want to try the wings."

"Not saving any for Xiaoyue?"

"Nope."

"Alright, alright, all for you."

That day, Miaomiao got a bit tipsy, recording lots of videos to send to Su Mu, including so drunk texts.

"Honey, Xiaoyue says she misses you."

"I miss you too."

...

"The fourth Qi Blood Bridge has been rebuilt."

In the Gravity Cultivation Room, Su Mu exhaled lightly, showing a hint of joy.

"I wonder how Miaomiao and Xiaoyue are doing there. The library shouldn’t be too busy usually, and Linjiang Base should have a New City Lord by now, right?"

"At this hour, Xiaoyue should be urged by Miaomiao to go to bed, right?"

Su Mu smiled for a while, then suppressed his thoughts and continued cultivating.

...

At Shenjiang Martial Arts University, Wang Shuheng welcod an old friend.

"Old Yuan, you’ve finally arrived."

"Captain, where’s the seed you ntioned? Let see it; do you have a finished product here?"