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During this period, Mo Wen made a lot of preparations, both in terms of knowledge and tools. In the libraries of Mo Bao Fang and the Jin Family, Mo Wen also learned about another method: the Divine Crystal. The Divine Crystal is similar to Chi Jing, but the difference lies in the fact that those who leave behind Divine Crystals are mostly highly skilled individuals, and there is no risk of absorbing them like with Chi Jing. The texts also mentioned that the condensation of Divine Crystals is often a voluntary act by individuals at the end of their lives, meant for future generations. If it is not voluntary, then the essence would dissipate along with their life. Because of this, Divine Crystals are extremely rare; even among great families, only the most talented individuals have a chance to obtain them.
At this moment, Mo Wen was unsure how far he needed to cultivate in the Ning Shen Realm to achieve perfection. Given his current situation, having just entered the Ning Shen Realm, it seemed a bit premature to worry about such things.
In the days that followed, after each training session, Mo Wen would enter the Square Inch World to check on Xiao Hei in the Little Black Hole. However, just like before, the Little Black Hole was still spewing fire without any other changes. This did not ease Mo Wen's worries; instead, he became more cautious. The longer time passed, the closer Xiao Hei was to a critical transformation period. Mo Wen was eager to see what Xiao Hei would become after this transformation. One thing was certain: having an additional companion would make his journey less monotonous. Compared to the humans he knew, he found Xiao Hei to be more endearing; after all, Xiao Hei had been with him the longest, even if it had been asleep throughout their journey. Moreover, he didn’t have to worry about Xiao Hei being harmful to him.
A month passed between his small courtyard and the Square Inch World. During this month, Mo Wen had spent less than ten days truly focused on cultivation; most of his time was spent farming within the Square Inch World.
Mo Wen opened his eyes; his training had already concluded. He had just been contemplating the Xuan Tian Manual. Whenever he had free time during this period, he would delve into its diagrams. The more he contemplated, the more profound it seemed; it felt as if he was on the verge of understanding it fully, yet at the same time, it felt like he grasped nothing at all. He had never encountered such a situation before—understanding meant understanding, and not understanding meant not understanding. The need for thorough comprehension in Kung Fu made this state of being both seemingly enlightened and yet profoundly perplexing truly baffling for Mo Wen.
Removing the Magic Circle, he opened the courtyard door and peeked out. Without needing to look closely, Mo Wen knew it was that scoundrel again; it seemed Yin Qian had returned from his campaign.
“Brother Jianren, I congratulate you here,” Mo Wen said as he clasped his hands toward the head peeking through the door.
“Hey, what’s there to congratulate? Taking Wu Prefecture was as easy as reaching into a bag. With Wandering Monk Ergou’s words inspiring our troops’ morale greatly, we swept through like a hot knife through butter. The enemy fled in panic while the people welcomed our Yinzhou army with open arms. Oh right, you mentioned congratulations—where’s my gift?” Yin Jianren pushed open the door and walked in casually as if he had just completed an insignificant task. Suddenly remembering about the congratulatory gift when he reached Mo Wen's side.
“Ahem! It’s true that taking Wu Prefecture was easy; however, I recall someone looking like they were heading to execution before setting off…” Mo Wen coughed twice and glanced sideways at Yin Jianren’s shameless face.
“Uh… Brother He! Let’s not bring that up again; I don’t want a gift anymore,” Yin Jianren interrupted hastily upon hearing Mo Wen mention his pre-departure demeanor and quickly begged for mercy.
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