A Failure's hopeful Journey

You Xi Wang was in a meditative state and he started cultivating according to his cultivation technique, The Overlord as he called it. This was a technique the system tailored for him, his old technique which his predecessor used to practice was called, Strong Heart sutra, it was a technique which resonated with him in the Technique Pavillion of the school.

The Technique Pavilion was like a library, but it only had information regarding cultivation, the knowledge regarding education and history from The Codex hall. Every school had one Technique Pavilion and one Codex hall, they were divided into levels, The Technique Pavilion was divided into nine levels, every level had nine sections similar to the cultivation realms.

The Codex Hall had a simple system called The test system, for every new book you read you will have to answer questions from the older book you read, unlike Technique Pavillion which was mostly analog, Codex Hall was digital, you can find all you need after taking a seat in front of transparent desktops, the information you search will not be seen by others in the surrounding, the desktop had a concealment array.

You Xi Wang absorbed spiritual energy uniformly in every section cordoned off by the system at a steady pace expanding them slowly, he was suffering from the pain yet he did not waver, he also pondered over his martial path, he used the spear intent as a base and pondered over his sword intent, the cultivation room had all the equipment and articles such as weapons, food, spare clothes, and a washroom.

He willed his soul power to carry a sword from the rack placed inside the room to him, his eyes were closed the whole time, the sword slowly floated towards him with its tip pointing towards You Xi Wang. He flicked his wrist a bit and the sword also flipped and the hilt was landed in his firm grip. He put the sword in his lap and felt it with his spiritual sense, he slowly stood up and with his eyes closed, he took a stance, he widened his legs and bent his knees slightly with his weight shifted onto his toes; he held his sword at the side of his waist with one hand.

He took in a deep breath as he kept standing there in silence as if he had turned to stone, he breathing was deep and his body was steady, after an unknown amount of time a drop of sweat formed on his forehead and slowly slid down his nose, the drop of sweat concentrated on the tip of his nose and turned heavy, just when the drop was heavy enough, it dropped from his nose to the floor.

'Tip' the sound of the drop falling on the floor pierced through the silence of the room and You Xi Wang also moved, he slashed the sword as if he was drawing it out from a sheath and he danced similar to his dance of the war god but this time he was using back kicks and his body was also shaking. Slowly the dance also moved, the wind forming slashes just like when he used the spear.

As time passed on, the slashes became sharper and the thickness of the slashes also became similar. He practiced the sword for an entire day and night. He suddenly stopped and a smile formed on his sweat-covered face. He took a deep breath and meditated while standing, he stood there like a statue for three days and three nights. A glow erupted from the center of his brows and covered the sword in his hands.

The sword vibrated and a clear 'ting' sound echoed in the room. You Xiwang took his stance again and danced and this time his sword produced light which slashed and stabbed through everything. He had officially reached the state of medium success in the sword's intent.

Every weapon intent had three stages, the heart of the weapon, just like the heart of the spear You Xi Wang showcased in the duel, it was the first stage of comprehension in the intent of a weapon. The second stage was the materialization of spiritual energy in the surroundings when using the weapon, Piercing dragon was a textbook example, as the wind elemental spiritual energy formed a dragon and attack You Shan Wang. That was the medium success and was called the materialization on intent, but commonly intent of a spear, as the medium success stage is when a practitioner is considered being a master of intent.

(Someone who can evoke the intent of the weapon)

These slashes were sparkling blue and comprised the mixture of wind element and lightening element spiritual energy. The wind element was fast and sharp while the lightening element was famous for its destructive capabilities.

You Xi Wang felt tired and sat down in lotus position and calmed his breath. In the whole process of sword comprehension, his eyes were closed as if he was in a stance. His condition was like a computer system which has been programmed to focus only on getting stronger and cultivation. He was so deeply immersed in his attempts to comprehend the laws of nature, he forgot to open his eyes while comprehending the sword.

He sat like that for the rest of the week, and on the first day of the second-week system notified him [Your spiritual pathways have been enhanced now I will connect them so be ready to brace for pain. All the best masters.]

You Xi Wang finally opened his eyes, they were sparkling bright, and he said: "Go ahead system, I am ready." following his words the system slowly removed the barriers and undid the soul energy entrapment on his spiritual pathways, in one go, although it will be a painful process it will temper You Xi Wang's body in bone, flesh, and viscera.

The spiritual energy in the pathways connected with each other and forcefully merges with his flesh and bones, You Xi Wang gritted his teeth hard and clenched his fists tightly, veins popped out all over his arms, neck, and shoulders. His forehead was also covered with vines, eyes were as if made up of blood. He bit his bottom lip and it started bleeding.

Sweat dripped from his body and his pores also opened spewing out a thick black oily substance as if made up of lead. It stank a lot, but he did not have the luxury of time as his body emitted cracking sounds, he reached his limit and doubled over with his hands wrapped around his head, he howled in pain, scratched the floor but to no avail, he was like a wild animal trying to run away from this torment. His body had changed a lot without him noticing, he was now 183 cm tall, his muscles were no way lesser than his best friend Neo Paul.

The process completed in three long days, he was on the verge of killing himself to end this torture several times, but then he remembered his sister and others, who were depending on him and he depended on them.