[Name: Xinli

race: human

Bone age: 17

Bloodline: not awakened

physique: Quadruple sutra's body (Red-grade low-tier) (initial stage)

Spiritual root: 7 (half healed)

Comprehensiveness: unknown

Innate Talent: Forbidden pupil of the eyes

Cultivation realm: Qi gathering realm 4th (41%)

Skills: Nether-Heaven Devouring Art (moderate mastery,8%)]

Upon observing the panel, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at my progress. Thanks to my innate ability and the Nether-Heaven Devouring art, my cultivation has advanced from level 3 to level 4.

My lower Dantian has healed, and my spiritual root is almost halfway healed, which is a significant improvement…..

"Hmm? I unlock my physique? Let's see."

[Quadruple sutra's body (initial stage)

first sutra: healing, after using Qi or other energy, you can heal your body; the higher your injuries, the higher you need the Qi or other energy]

"Oh, so that's how did I recover my injuries?"

However, after diligent cultivation, my body is covered in sweat, and I can smell a rather unpleasant odor emanating from my skin due to the numerous impurities.

"Ugh, I need to clean myself," I headed to the bathroom to shower.

"Thank goodness there is water for me to shower."

After freshening up, I went towards the kitchen, intent on crafting a nourishing dinner. "It's already nighttime. Dinner first, then off to bed," I remind myself, exhaustion gnawing at my bones.

After finishing the meal, I retreat to my room, settling into the bed. Thoughts of tomorrow dance in my mind before I succumb to the embrace of sleep, the day's trials fading into peaceful dreams.

"…."

….

The room was bathed in a golden hue as the morning light streamed through the window as I started to wake up.

The symphony of birdsong outside accompanied my awakening, a harmonious start to what promised to be another day of rigorous training.

With a deep stretch and a contented yawn, I rose from my bed and made my way to freshen up. Each movement was deliberate, each breath filled with purpose as I prepared myself for the challenges ahead.

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Returning to my room, a sense of determination coursed through me like a steady current.

"Today," I declared to no one but myself, " Is yet another milestone on my path." With resolve etched into every line of my being... I began to stretch, allowing my muscles to awaken in anticipation of the trials to come.

....,

Three days went by quickly, with each day showcasing my unwavering commitment. Through hard work and perseverance, I pushed myself beyond my limits with unwavering focus.

As the sun dipped below the horizon once more, I reflected on the progress I had made. In just three short days, I had ascended to the Qi gathering 6th realm, a testament to my dedication and unwavering spirit.

Not only had my physical prowess grown, but also my previous injuries had completely healed, and even my spiritual roots had returned to their normal state after undergoing thorough recovery.

And the changes that I have,

[Spiritual root: 8

Cultivation realm: Qi Gathering Realm, 6th layer (1%)

Skill: Nether-Heaven Devouring Art (moderate mastery,45%)]

However, if others were to find out that I achieved this level of progress in just a few days, they would likely think I am some sort of monster. Nevertheless, compared to those who possess higher talent than me…..I still have a long way to go.

I nodded with satisfaction and got ready for the recruitment test.

Despite possessing a forbidden pupil of the eye that allows me to grasp skills quicker than my peers, the lack of resources prevents me from acquiring any skill books for further enhancement.

And because of fragmented memory of the previous Xinli I had got? ….. I couldn't even remember his previous skills…. Quite unfortunate

Therefore, I am dedicating my efforts solely to cultivation. The Nether-Heaven Devouring Art, being a cultivation technique, also offers me the opportunity to enhance my proficiency as I continue to cultivate, which is a positive aspect of my current situation.

"Looks like I need to go right now, or I will be late" I watched through the window and saw lots of people also getting ready for the test….

So, after getting clean and fresh, I went to the seven-martial art hall, embarking on a new journey within this vast world.

…

In the calendar Feb 1st, 2211 Zhao dynasty

The atmosphere in Black-wind Town was electric with anticipation. Today marked a special moment for the youth as the renowned Profound-Enmity Sect, a formidable presence in Starlight City, conducted its recruitment test. This event held profound significance, drawing aspirants from far and wide.

Amidst the crowd of eager faces, a palpable sense of excitement permeated the air. For many, this test symbolized not just an opportunity but a gateway to a brighter destiny.

It's noteworthy that such prestigious sects often overlooked rural regions, where talents were fewer in number.

Filled with determination, I also stepped outside, my heart brimming with hope. Heading towards the Seven-Martial Art Hall in the east, I couldn't help but notice the unusual commotion engulfing the streets.

The atmosphere was filled with nervous tension and anticipation vibe. As I walked, I found myself amidst a sea of fellow youths, each bearing mixed emotions etched upon their faces.

As I walked alongside the crowd, I couldn't help but overhear the chitter-chatter of a group of youths ahead.

"I'm really nervous, man. I hope I can pass the test. I've put in so much effort and training for this event," one confessed, his voice tinged with apprehension.

"Yeah, I feel the same way. But I'm only at the 4th level of the Qi cultivation realm. I hope my grade reflects my hard work," another responded, his concern palpable.

A thoughtful voice interjected, "Hmm... what's the use of high cultivation if one has weak spiritual roots?"

Interrupting the discussion, a girl blushed and admitted, "Who cares about passing or failing? I just want to catch a glimpse of Brother Shi... hehe."

A dissenting opinion emerged, "No way, Mo Shi is nothing compared to Brother Long. He's more handsome and powerful."

"Yeah, who cares about passing or failing? I just want to see Sister Nuo's face so I can sleep peacefully," another chimed in, eliciting laughter from the group.

"…"

Listening to their banter, I was left speechless. 'Wow, what an incredible dream! Keep dreaming... keep dreaming...It will be quite good if you go eternal dream,' I silently encouraged them.