I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly

Xue Jing touched his chin.

"Hmm? Wait, this move seems to have a promising future..."

"If it can neutralize 'Eye-Dotting', it can also neutralize other techniques..."

"Even the enemy's techniques as well..."

"If I could do that, I would truly be the nemesis of martial artists, rendering any Power-based technique completely ineffective against me..."

The more Xue Jing thought about it, the more he saw its great potential!

"However, I was able to neutralize Eye-Dotting because I have reached the pinnacle of understanding in Channeling Energy of the Hidden Dragon School, achieving such a meticulous effect."

"To achieve the effect of neutralizing any technique, I need to have a thorough understanding of the Channeling Energy in every technique..."

"Moreover, the speed of neutralization is also a problem; a bomb that explodes 0.1 seconds later but takes more than ten minutes to defuse would be pointless..."

"The responsibility is great and the journey is long."

Xue Jing sighed.

"...However, if I really complete this technique, then it could truly be considered an 'Ultimate Skill.' In the domain of 'Skills', there should be nothing that surpasses it."

"Ultimate Defense Skills... If I reverse-engineer this concept, the ultimate defense is also the ultimate attack. Understanding countless Power elements means mastering them. "

"If a punch were to be thrown containing countless types of Power, encompassing all the variations of martial arts in the world, unless the opponent possesses the same capability to deliver such a punch, it would be impossible to withstand. This would be the strongest Ultimate Attack Skill in the realm of martial arts."

"If I were to give a conceptual name to these two techniques, they should be called—Near-God Moves."

"Beyond that lies the realm of the gods, transcending the category of 'Skills'!"

Xue Jing's eyes shone brightly.

This idea reminded him of a technique from a work he had seen—Return to Nothingness·Unity.

"True Martial can still be enhanced, but this upgrade requirement..."

Xue Jing glanced at the panel, frowning slightly.

[Upgrade Required: Experience Points 167/10000, Divinity 1158/1000]

Experience Points were not an issue; he could handle ten thousand Experience Points in less than ten days if he seriously grinded.

But the upgrade also required a thousand Divinity, as much as was needed for skill fusion.

He still didn't know how much Divinity would be required after reaching Lv2...

"Can Extraordinary Skills really be more noble than Divine Skills?"

Xue Jing touched his chin.

When Divine Skills were at Lv1, it only required 100 to upgrade.

It was outrageous that Extraordinary Skills required ten times more than Divine Skills.

"If expectations hold, the enhanced skills will also be Extraordinary Skills and will require a thousand Divinity to upgrade..."

Xue Jing felt somewhat headache-ridden.

"This way, the gap in Divinity is too large..."

Diverse Divine Skills were already clamoring for attention, and now Extraordinary Skills also needed a significant amount of Divinity.

"This is too difficult."

With a sigh, Xue Jing stood up.

Instantly, he noticed something was off.

After activating True Martial, his control over his body had reached an unprecedented level, and he could sense any anomaly.

His eye level was approximately 0.3 cm lower than before.

"It must be because 'True Martial' altered my physical structure."

Xue Jing thought for a moment, walked out of the training room, and went to the bathroom sink to look in the mirror.

His appearance hadn't changed, but the proportion of his physique had improved.

The span of his arms had grown by about ten centimeters, and his legs were somewhat longer as well.

He reached up and pulled his training garment off his upper body.

The size and distribution of his muscles were incomparably beautiful, far more perfect than before.

It was no longer the work of a meticulous god but rather the work of God Himself.

"Not bad."

Since he was already there, Xue Jing used the toilet and then returned to the training room.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the small figure of Zong Shichan, holding a mop and mopping the floor.

"Hmm? Shichan, what brings you here?"

Xue Jing asked offhand.

"I've been in the monitoring room watching the hallway surveillance, and when I saw Master you went to the bathroom, I assumed you had finished training, so I came over."

Zong Shichan explained, looking up at Xue Jing.

Then her face tensed as she sensed something was amiss.

"Huh? Master, why have you shrunk by 0.3 centimeters, and your arm span and legs have gotten longer? Your figure seems to have changed too."

Xue Jing: "..."

"You really pay a lot of attention to how I look, don't you?" he said, his lips twitching.

"Hehe." Zong Shichan's face showed a smug expression, her Tiger Teeth fully exposed.

"I just made a small breakthrough in martial arts," Xue Jing said casually.

Zong Shichan asked, puzzled, "Can a breakthrough in martial arts cause such big changes in the body?"

"In our Hidden Dragon School, that's how it is. You wouldn't understand since you haven't trained to the deeper levels."

"Is that so?" Zong Shichan scratched her head, then asked,

"Master, what are we going to practice today?"

After thinking for a moment, Xue Jing said, "Let's take a break today. Just complete the basic Coiling Dragon Art and Armor Shaking Skill."

Now that the Hidden Dragon Wishful Strength had successfully advanced to Lv10, and the Skill Fusion was completed, there was no need to urgently milk my little disciple for all she's worth.

Zong Shichan's eyes widened, "Master, are you alright?"

In recent days, she had come to see Xue Jing as a Spartan-like strict teacher who advocated training to the death if it wouldn't actually kill you.

And now there was a holiday?

"Us martial artists place importance on combining work and rest, moderation in all things. Blindly training to death only leads to adverse effects. There's still much you need to learn, my foolish disciple,"

Xue Jing said thoughtfully.

"Wasn't it... different before?" Zong Shichan appeared confused.

"It has always been my stance," Xue Jing said, unflinchingly.

"Is... that so?" Zong Shichan began to doubt herself.

Her extreme admiration for her master even made her wonder if her previous experiences were just illusions.

"Well, that's that. You train on your own. I have other matters to attend to and must leave now,"

Xue Jing cleared his throat and hastened his steps out of the training room.

...

The next day at noon, while Xue Jing was in the kitchen making lunch, there came a knocking at the door.

"Knock, knock, knock—"

Xue Jing flicked his hands, slightly channeling energy to shake off the grease, and walked out of the kitchen to open the door.

"Xue!"

Outside, Ning Yuantai held a high-tech-looking metal box and greeted Xue Jing.

"It's Yuantai, come in and take a seat," Xue Jing said with a smile.

"I'm cooking. Let's eat together in a bit."

He continued walking back to the kitchen as he spoke.

Ning Yuantai entered the house, carefully looking around, and upon hearing Xue Jing was astounded,

"Can I?"

Xue Jing chuckled, "It's just a meal, what's with the formalities?"

"Then I must graciously accept..." Ning Yuantai set the box on the coffee table, rubbing his hands together expectantly.

A while later, Xue Jing brought out three dishes and a soup to the dining table.

The number of dishes wasn't much, but the portion sizes filled almost the entire table.

Xue Jing grabbed a bowl and chopsticks, filled a bowl with rice, and handed it to Ning Yuantai: "Sit down, we can eat now."

Ning Yuantai took it, sat by the table, and picked up a piece of braised beef brisket with his chopsticks.

As soon as he put it into his mouth and chewed a few times, his eyes widened, "This..."

Not wanting to waste time talking, he immediately started devouring the food vigorously.

By the time the meal was over, the table full of dishes was nearly licked clean, and the rice cooker was completely empty.

"...This was so delicious, Xue. I'm so full," Ning Yuantai said contentedly, patting his stomach.

"This was the best meal I've ever had."

Xue Jing laughed, "You're exaggerating, it's just home cooking."

"It's true..." Ning Yuantai scratched his head, picked up the metal box from the table, fiddled with the combination lock for a while, then opened it.

Inside was a pair of ordinary-looking ice skates and an old black thread-bound book.

"This is the reward Cease-Blades sent for you," Ning Yuantai said.

Curiously, Xue Jing reached out, picked up the book without any title on the cover, and flipped it open.

Three traditional characters caught his eye.

—"Yellow Grannie Skill."