Show menu NOVEL BINNovel Infinite Awakening: My Exp Doubles Everyday Chapter 31: I Won't Ever Accept Another MasterINFINITE AWAKENING: MY EXP DOUBLES EVERYDAYC31: I Won't Ever Accept Another MasterFengqi's proposal hung in the air as Xiang Yu carefully gathered the shattered glass fragments from the floor. His movements were deliberate, buying precious seconds to collect his thoughts before responding.
"Aunt Master surely jests," he finally replied, his tone light but measured.
Huang Fengqi rose from her seat, her posture straightening as she infused her words with unmistakable sincerity. "No, I'm serious. If you join the Phoenix Ascension Pavilion, I'll make you a genius on the same level as your junior sister."
The declaration sent ripples of shock through the room. Li Yao's eyes widened with astonishment. Could it truly be possible? Could her seemingly talentless senior brother actually become a genius of her caliber? The possibility both thrilled and unsettled her.
Xiang Yu himself felt the weight of the offer pressing against his chest. His gaze flickered toward Elder Guo, searching for guidance, but his master's expression remained carefully neutral. The lack of surprise confirmed his suspicion—the two elders had already discussed this arrangement privately.
As the implications of Huang Fengqi's offer unfurled in his mind, Xiang Yu carefully weighed the possibilities. Becoming a genius of Li Yao's caliber would undoubtedly accelerate his progress. His cultivation would advance by leaps rather than the steady increments he currently managed.
Yet something deeper gave him pause. A heavy sigh escaped his lips as clarity emerged from his internal debate. His goal wasn't merely faster improvement—he already possessed the system for that purpose. What would accepting this offer truly mean?
He would become like Li Yao—thrust into the spotlight, burdened with the sect's expectations, obligated to defend its honor at every turn. Such prominence would inevitably attract jealousy, resentment, and challenges. He'd become a target rather than an observer, forever entangled in protagonist-centered plots he desperately wished to avoid.
The mathematics of the situation revealed an unfavorable exchange—temporary acceleration at the cost of permanent freedom. Even with talent matching Li Yao's, immediate invincibility remained a fantasy. In the long term, his system would compensate for any initial disadvantage, rendering the offered shortcut ultimately meaningless when weighed against the sacrifices required.
"I'm sorry, but I cannot accept this," he stated with unexpected directness, accompanying his words with a respectful bow.
Huang Fengqi's composure faltered momentarily, genuine surprise flashing across her features. How could anyone reject such an extraordinary opportunity? Elder Guo appeared equally baffled. He had always attributed Xiang Yu's earlier reluctance to cultivate to his lack of talent—never imagining the boy would actively decline the chance to acquire it. Perhaps he didn't understand his disciple as thoroughly as he had believed.
Li Yao stared at her senior brother, momentarily stunned before her expression softened with understanding. This response, while seemingly incomprehensible to others, aligned perfectly with the Xiang Yu she knew.
"Is there a reason?" Huang Fengqi inquired, her tone suggesting she suspected Xiang Yu might be misinterpreting her offer as some form of test, perhaps playing hard-to-get to demonstrate loyalty.
"I already have a master, so it would be inappropriate if I took in another," Xiang Yu responded, his sentiments genuine—a direct reflection of the original Xiang Yu's unwavering loyalty. "Plus, I'm not that interested in cultivation, so it would be better if you gave this chance to someone who really wanted it."
This latter justification was entirely fabricated. In truth, no one desired cultivation progress more desperately than he did. Yet he wanted advancement on his own terms, without sacrificing the precious anonymity that protected him from this world's dangerous narratives. Denying the opportunity represented a genuine loss, but one he would overcome through redoubled effort rather than compromise his fundamental survival strategy.
…
Huang Fengqi stared at Xiang Yu, disbelief etched across her elegant features. Her worldview seemed momentarily shaken. Wasn't cultivation the universal pursuit? Didn't everyone harbor fantasies of soaring through limitless skies, wielding immense power, and perhaps rescuing damsels in distress? Yet here stood this peculiar young man, genuinely disinterested in an opportunity that countless cultivators would commit unspeakable acts to obtain.
His sincerity was unmistakable. The Phoenix Ascension elder found herself genuinely perplexed by this anomaly standing before her—a contradiction to everything she understood about human nature and ambition within the cultivation world.
Elder Guo observed his disciple with newfound curiosity. The boy's loyalty touched something within him, a sentiment he hadn't expected to feel so keenly. Nevertheless, practicality compelled him to intervene. Allowing such an opportunity to slip away seemed unconscionable, regardless of the boy's peculiar resistance.
"Xiang Yu, why don't you listen to your aunt master," Elder Guo urged, his tone measured but insistent. "Do you want to remain in your junior sister's shadow forever?"
Xiang Yu's response came without hesitation, his voice steady and resolute. "If that's how it has to be, then so be it." He turned toward Li Yao, offering her a small smile that carried surprising warmth. "I'm sure junior sister won't mind me hiding from the sun in her shadow."
Elder Guo released a heavy sigh. The boy's determination proved more substantial than anticipated. Perhaps a different approach might yield results? A more dramatic push seemed necessary to overcome this inexplicable reluctance.
"It's because you already have a master, right?" Elder Guo proposed, his voice taking on a strategic edge. "Then if I'm no longer your master, will you take the offer?"
Surprise flickered across Xiang Yu's features. The suggestion caught him entirely off-guard—he hadn't imagined his master would consider such drastic measures. Was this actually possible? Could masters simply transfer disciples like commodities? The thought created immediate discomfort.
This represented the worst possible outcome—severing his connection to Mountain Heart Pavilion while simultaneously thrusting him into the spotlight he desperately wished to avoid. His survival strategy would be thoroughly demolished from both directions simultaneously.
Xiang Yu lowered himself into a formal bow, his voice carefully controlled despite his internal turmoil. "If the master doesn't want me anymore, then that's that."
Both Elder Guo and Huang Fengqi's expressions shifted, a momentary triumph quickly shattered as Xiang Yu continued:
"But even if that's the case, I still won't ever accept another master."
The declaration landed like thunder in clear skies. Elder Guo and Huang Fengqi exchanged astonished glances, thoroughly confounded by such resolute rejection. What possible motivation could drive this extraordinary aversion?
Elder Guo's weathered features softened as understanding gradually replaced his initial bewilderment. His posture relaxed as he nodded slowly. "It's okay, I understand."
He turned toward Huang Fengqi, meeting his junior sister's confused expression with unexpected firmness. "I'm sorry, junior sister, but I'm also unwilling to part with my disciple."
The decision crystallized within him with surprising clarity. If his disciple could demonstrate such unwavering conviction—rejecting even the chance to become a genius—how could he possibly consider sending him away? In all his centuries of cultivation, he had accepted only two disciples into his care. Both had secured places in his heart, despite his outward gruffness. His philosophy remained steadfast: if a disciple wished to depart, he would offer no resistance, but if they chose to remain, he would never force them away.
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Show menu NOVEL BINNovel Infinite Awakening: My Exp Doubles Everyday Chapter 32: Martial PhysiqueINFINITE AWAKENING: MY EXP DOUBLES EVERYDAYC32: Martial PhysiqueHuang Fengqi exhaled deeply upon hearing Elder Guo's words, her shoulders dropping slightly in resignation. It seemed this peculiar disciple would remain beyond her reach. Still, she refused to abandon such a perfect test subject entirely. Perhaps there was another approach—although having him as her disciple would have made things easier, it could still work even if they weren't master and disciple.
"It's okay if you don't want to become my disciple," she said, her voice shifting to a more conversational tone. "But I still believe you're the ideal candidate for this opportunity." Her posture straightened as she adopted the measured cadence of someone making a compelling business proposal.
"To be honest, there's a martial physique I've been researching for quite some time," she continued, leaning forward slightly. "Unlocking this particular physique requires mastering numerous techniques to the perfect level." Her eyes fixed on Xiang Yu with unmistakable interest. "I've heard from your master that you achieved major success in a technique in merely a week."
Li Yao's eyes widened at this revelation, genuine surprise washing over her delicate features.
[You didn't notice?] the empress asked within her consciousness.
[Your senior brother's comprehension ability is truly exceptional—not inferior to yours in the slightest,] the voice elaborated, causing Li Yao's astonishment to deepen further.
It seemed her senior brother possessed genuine genius that had somehow escaped her attention. "Is this martial physique actually real?" Li Yao mentally inquired of the empress.
[Well, it does exist in theory, but since no one has ever successfully obtained it so it's difficult to say,] came the measured response.
"Why has no one ever managed to acquire it?" Li Yao pressed, curiosity piqued.
[The ancient manuals specify that one must master numerous techniques to unlock the physique, but they're frustratingly vague about the exact quantity required,] the empress explained. [Many cultivators have attempted this path only to abandon it in frustration. Most eventually conclude their time is better spent on conventional cultivation rather than endlessly practicing techniques for a physique that might prove mythical.]
"I see," Li Yao thought, understanding dawning in her mind. This method hardly seemed reliable. How many years would her senior brother need to dedicate to technique mastery, with no guarantee of eventual success? The realization settled heavily upon her—her initial hope that this opportunity might elevate her senior brother appeared misplaced.
The responsibility remained hers alone. She would need to redouble her efforts, pushing her cultivation even harder to obtain that precious Rebirth Pill for him.
"With your remarkable comprehension abilities, you could master techniques at an extraordinary pace..." Huang Fengqi continued, elaborating on the potential benefits with measured enthusiasm. After completing her detailed explanation, she fixed Xiang Yu with an expectant gaze.
"So, what do you think? Does this interest you?" she asked, her voice carrying a note of hopeful anticipation.
…
Xiang Yu descended into deep contemplation, weighing the implications of Huang Fengqi's proposal with methodical precision. If her claims about this martial physique proved legitimate, the opportunity was undeniably enticing. With his system's exponential growth mechanism, mastering multiple techniques to perfect level seemed entirely feasible. Though he had yet to achieve perfect mastery in any discipline, he calculated that his knife technique would likely reach that threshold within a month at most.
The potential reward was extraordinary – a martial physique would fundamentally transform his cultivation journey, addressing his most critical limitation. Unlike his current mortal body, a martial physique could not lack spiritual roots. This represented a comprehensive solution – not merely an enhancement but a complete rebirth as a cultivator capable of advancing through all realms. The two-in-one package would finally place true cultivation within his grasp.
Despite the temptation, Xiang Yu maintained his strategic caution. Accepting without parameters would surrender control over his carefully constructed life. After several moments of calculated analysis, he raised his eyes to meet Huang Fengqi's expectant gaze.
"I can agree, but with some conditions," he stated, his tone measured but resolute. Privately, he reasoned that rejection of his terms would be inconsequential – he had already identified the fundamental approach. If necessary, he could independently pursue technique mastery until unlocking the martial physique through his own efforts, albeit at a slower pace.
Huang Fengqi's expression brightened perceptibly at his conditional acceptance. She had anticipated some form of bargaining – resources, positions, privileges – typical requests she could accommodate despite their potential complications. "Of course. What conditions do you have in mind?" she inquired, barely concealing her eagerness.
Xiang Yu spoke with deliberate clarity, enumerating his requirements: "First, complete confidentiality – no one beyond this room should know about this arrangement. Second, I maintain my status as Elder Guo's disciple within Mountain Heart Pavilion. Third, no additional responsibilities will be assigned to me as a result of this undertaking. Fourth, I retain exclusive authority to select which techniques I'll practice. Fifth, I train independently without external supervision or assistance. Sixth, I will not leave the pavilion for this purpose."
His expression remained resolute as he concluded: "These terms are non-negotiable and cannot be modified. If any cannot be fulfilled, I must regretfully decline this opportunity."
Huang Fengqi's mouth fell open in undisguised astonishment. She had braced herself for extravagant demands – spirit stones, magical treasures, privileged positions – yet his requests were shockingly modest.
A smile of understanding curved her lips as realization dawned. While countless disciples craved recognition and acclaim, this peculiar young man actively shunned attention. He likely feared that acknowledgment of his genius would burden him with responsibilities and expectations he had no desire to shoulder. How refreshingly contrary to the typical cultivation mindset!
Her smile widened into genuine warmth. These conditions aligned perfectly with her own research interests – maintaining secrecy would prevent external interference with their experiment. "Deal!" she declared enthusiastically, extending her hand toward him.
Xiang Yu accepted the gesture, sealing their arrangement with a firm handshake.
From the sidelines, Li Yao observed the exchange with mixed emotions. While this avenue offered some promise, however remote, she remained committed to her own solution. The uncertain timeline of this experimental approach hardly suited her temperament – she would continue pursuing the Rebirth Pill with unwavering determination, unwilling to stake her senior brother's future on such theoretical possibilities.
Elder Guo surveyed the scene with quiet satisfaction, pleased that a mutually beneficial arrangement had materialized from what had initially appeared to be an impasse.
"Does this mean I'll be visiting frequently?" Huang Fengqi inquired, her tone deliberately casual.
Elder Guo snorted "Hmph! Don't think I don't know your true motives. You're simply angling for more opportunities to sample our cuisine," he accused with a penetrating stare.
"What? How could you suggest such a thing?" she protested with exaggerated innocence. "I merely wish to monitor my martial nephew's progress."
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Show menu NOVEL BINNovel Infinite Awakening: My Exp Doubles Everyday Chapter 33: Cooking ProfessionINFINITE AWAKENING: MY EXP DOUBLES EVERYDAYC33: Cooking ProfessionAfter finishing dinner, Xiang Yu and Li Yao returned to their training ground, the evening air cool against their skin. This time, Xiang Yu wielded his sword, its weight now familiar in his grip. His focus sharpened as Li Yao approached, her movements fluid and purposeful.
She swung her blade in a graceful arc, forcing Xiang Yu to react quickly. He barely twisted away from the strike, the edge of her sword passing close enough for him to feel the displaced air. Seizing what seemed like an opening, he attempted a counter-attack, lunging forward with determination—only to find himself promptly knocked to the ground.
As he pushed himself back up, dust clinging to his robes, Xiang Yu reflected that despite accepting Aunt Master Huang's offer, little had fundamentally changed. He still needed to master numerous techniques to reach the perfect level, a path he had already intended to follow given his lack of spiritual roots. The only meaningful difference was his newfound ability to request specific techniques from his Aunt Master.
As long as he demonstrated satisfactory progress, she would continue providing both techniques and resources. Of course, these offerings remained limited to what she could personally contribute. With the experiment's confidential nature, they couldn't access the sect's broader resources—but this hardly concerned Xiang Yu. With his system's doubling function, he'd become invincible regardless of external support. Resources were merely secondary considerations.
He managed to push Li Yao back an inch during their exchange, a small smile of satisfaction forming on his lips. His moment of pride proved devastatingly premature as Li Yao simply grabbed his sword with her bare hand, halting his attack completely.
Is that even allowed? he wondered, staring at her in disbelief.
"Umm... can I give up?" he asked nervously.
Li Yao's smile contained no mercy. "Of course not," she replied cheerfully. "If you give up now, you'll lose all your momentum." Without warning, she lifted him by his sword and threw him over her shoulder.
Xiang Yu landed hard on his back, the impact knocking the breath from his lungs. He stared up at the stars scattered across the night sky, their distant light offering no sympathy for his predicament. Li Yao's face appeared above him, concern replacing her earlier playfulness.
"Senior brother, are you okay?" she asked, extending her hand while examining him for injuries.
"I'm fine," he assured her, accepting her assistance. "Let's continue." He rose to his feet, determination outweighing discomfort as they resumed their relentless training.
Their sparring continued until the familiar blue screen materialized before Xiang Yu's eyes:
[Calculating Settlement]
Recognizing the timing, Xiang Yu suggested they conclude for the day. "Let's stop here," he proposed, receiving Li Yao's agreement. They sheathed their weapons and returned to their respective quarters.
In his room, Xiang Yu stretched out on his simple bed, eyes fixed on the system notifications hovering before him:
[Calculation Complete]
[Enlightenment: Low (1/1000)]
[Mountain Heart Scripture: 2nd Layer (157/200) (+8/200)]
[Basic Knife Technique: Major Success (35/400) (+30/400)]
[Basic Sword Technique: Minor Success (70/200) (+50/200)]
[Cook: 9th Grade (2/100) (+2/100)]
[Experience Points Doubled]
[Cook: 9th Grade (2/100) → 9th Grade (4/100)]
[Basic Sword Technique: Minor Success (70/200) → Minor Success (140/200)]
[Basic Knife Technique: Major Success (35/400) → Major Success (70/400)]
[Mountain Heart Scripture: 2nd Layer (157/200) → 3rd Layer (0/300)]
[Enlightenment: Low (1/1000) → Low (2/1000)]
[Next Settlement: 23:59:59]
…
Xiang Yu's eyes widened as he noticed a new addition to his status screen—a cooking stat. The unexpected development brought a smile to his face. He had certainly felt his culinary skills improving with each meal he prepared, but hadn't anticipated the system would actually recognize it as a formal skill.
In this cultivation world, professions extended beyond the path of the warrior-cultivator. Pill refiners, artifact crafters, formations masters—all were respected paths in their own right. Cooking, too, held its place among these esteemed professions. While 9th grade wasn't particularly impressive in the grand hierarchy, it represented tangible acknowledgment of his efforts.
"If the whole cultivation thing doesn't work out, seems I really could open a restaurant," he mused, finding genuine comfort in having a backup plan. The thought of becoming a celebrated chef rather than a powerful cultivator held its own peculiar appeal—certainly less dangerous than the typical cultivator's journey.
His attention shifted to the Enlightenment stat displayed prominently in the settlement screen. Though he felt a twinge of disappointment that such intensive practice had yielded minimal growth, the reality made sense. If natural talent were easy to cultivate, geniuses would be commonplace rather than rare exceptions.
Still, the system's ability to double even this attribute filled him with profound satisfaction. Though the increase appeared modest—merely from one to two points—he could already sense the difference. Low-grade techniques that had previously felt just beyond his grasp now seemed potentially manageable. The sensation of doubling natural talent differed markedly from technique advancement—a euphoric rush that transcended ordinary progress. This wasn't merely becoming stronger; this was changing what cultivation society considered immutable fate.
Examining his combat techniques, Xiang Yu nodded with appreciation. His knife technique had increased by thirty points, while his sword technique jumped by a remarkable fifty. The accelerated progress confirmed what cultivation manuals had always stressed—actual combat yielded results far superior to isolated practice.
With such rapid improvement, being pummeled by his junior sister suddenly seemed a worthwhile investment. A mischievous grin spread across his face as he contemplated their future training sessions. He hoped she wouldn't disappoint him—she should hit him even harder tomorrow! When he eventually achieved invincibility, he would certainly repay her for this dedicated "care." It wasn't pettiness; he was simply being considerate. Such a thoughtful senior brother he was.
In her own quarters, Li Yao suddenly shivered while removing her training clothes. She paused, momentarily concerned. Was she catching a cold? How could that possibly happen with her advanced body refining cultivation? Dismissing the inexplicable sensation, she quickly slipped beneath her bed coverings and settled in for the night.
Meanwhile, Xiang Yu continued analyzing his progress. His sword technique stood at 140 points—well positioned to breach the next level after tomorrow's reset. Since he couldn't exploit experience overflow, focusing exclusively on knife technique tomorrow would maximize his system's efficiency.
Finally, his eyes moved to the Mountain Heart Scripture. Though it had gained eight points, this advancement was essentially wasted since the scripture had already been primed for breakthrough. Nevertheless, satisfaction washed over him as he confirmed his advancement to the third layer—a corresponding breakthrough in his Body Refining realm.
With measured anticipation, he summoned his complete status screen:
[Name: Xiang Yu]
[Realm: Body Refining 3rd Layer]
[Species: Human]
[Spiritual Root: null]
[Enlightenment: Low (2/1000)]
[Professions: Cook: 9th Grade (4/100)]
[Techniques: Basic Knife Technique: Major Success (70/400); Basic Sword Technique: Minor Success (140/200)]
[Scriptures: Mountain Heart Scripture: 3rd Layer (3/200)]
[System Function: Double Exp (Cooldown: 24hrs)]
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Show menu NOVEL BINNovel Infinite Awakening: My Exp Doubles Everyday Chapter 34: Picking Another TechniqueINFINITE AWAKENING: MY EXP DOUBLES EVERYDAYC34: Picking Another TechniqueAs Xiang Yu examined his updated status screen, he nodded with quiet acceptance. Just as he had anticipated, the exchange rate had shifted once again to ten-to-one. Though potentially discouraging, he remained undeterred—progress was progress, regardless of the increasing difficulty curve. The steady advancement of his stats confirmed his path was working, even if the pace felt glacial at times.
"Still," he mused while absently rubbing his sore muscles, "there must be a way to accelerate this."
A sudden inspiration struck him like lightning. His junior sister always trained with weighted clothing, simultaneously developing her techniques and body refinement. The dual-purpose approach was elegantly efficient—why hadn't he thought of this sooner?
With weighted clothes creating constant resistance, every movement would require additional effort, potentially amplifying his technique improvement. The added pressure might even accelerate his progress beyond the standard rate. There was just one glaring problem: he already struggled against Li Yao at peak performance. How would he fare when deliberately handicapping himself?
Xiang Yu weighed the consequences carefully. A few extra bruises seemed a small price to pay for accelerated cultivation. His lips curved into a wry smile as he mentally apologized to his future self. "Sorry. This sacrifice is for the greater good of our survival."
The decision made, he allowed himself to sink into his simple bed. Tomorrow would bring new challenges, but for now, rest was essential.
…
Dawn broke with remarkable swiftness, the mountain air crisp and invigorating as Xiang Yu faced Li Yao in their training clearing. The weighted garments he'd acquired pressed against his frame, making even the simplest movements require conscious effort.
Li Yao extended her hand, helping him rise after another punishing takedown. Her eyebrows lifted with genuine surprise. "I hadn't expected senior brother to also put on weighted clothes," she remarked, curiosity evident in her voice.
Xiang Yu dusted himself off, adjusting to the unfamiliar heaviness encumbering his limbs. "Just thought it would be more convenient to train both body refining and techniques simultaneously," he explained, settling back into his stance as they resumed their sparring session.
From his private chambers, Elder Guo observed his disciples with undisguised pride. Their dedication manifested in every movement, every strike, every moment of focused determination.
"Your disciples are really dedicated," Huang Fengqi commented, seated comfortably beside him as she watched the training unfold below.
"They are," Elder Guo nodded, satisfaction evident in his tone. His approval lasted only moments before suspicion crept in. "Also, what are you doing here?" he asked, eyebrows furrowing.
Huang Fengqi's melodious laughter filled the chamber. "Come on, senior brother, don't be like that! I just wanted to keep you company and watch my martial nephew's training," she explained, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
"Don't you have your own pavilion to look after?" he pressed, skepticism clear in his weathered features.
"I do, but it's so boring staying there by myself all day," she replied with a casual wave of her hand.
"Hmph, don't think I don't know what you're planning," Elder Guo grumbled, closing his eyes to resume his cultivation. Huang Fengqi observed him with an amused smile before settling into her own meditative posture.
…
In the training ground, Xiang Yu leaned heavily against a tree, sweat drenching his garments as he struggled to catch his breath. The weighted clothes transformed even basic movements into torture. How did his junior sister make it look so effortless? Despite the agony, he could feel improvements taking root within his body—subtle changes that promised future strength. The sensation alone made the suffering worthwhile.
Wiping his brow, he pushed himself away from the tree and charged at Li Yao once more. He targeted her left leg, which he had carefully observed to be her least guarded area. Too late, he realized his mistake—what appeared to be vulnerability was merely bait in a well-crafted trap.
Li Yao smiled as he took the bait, lifting her leg before stomping down with such tremendous force that the resulting wind pressure alone sent Xiang Yu stumbling backward.
"Senior brother, your movements are really easy to read," she observed, approaching to check on him as he struggled to rise.
The criticism struck deeper than any physical blow. He wasn't a natural fighter and lacked fundamental battle instinct, relying instead on technical knowledge and basic intuition—a potentially fatal flaw when facing experienced combatants.
Gratitude washed over him as he considered how fortunate he was to have such a genius junior sister as a training partner. She wasn't merely helping him refine techniques; she was forging true combat awareness that couldn't be developed through isolated practice.
Battle instinct was something that could only emerge from actual confrontation. Without genuine combat experience, he might eventually reach tremendous power yet still fall to a weaker but more experienced opponent—a tragic end to his journey toward invincibility.
After exchanging several more bruising exchanges with Li Yao, the sun reached its zenith, signaling lunchtime. They immediately halted their training, both moving with purpose toward the kitchen. Even through the exhaustion, Xiang Yu felt a certain satisfaction—every difficulty overcome brought him one step closer to his ultimate goal of survival.
…
After Xiang Yu arranged the final dish on the table, completing the artfully prepared meal, his master entered the dining area. To no one's surprise, Elder Guo was once again accompanied by Huang Fengqi. The two disciples exchanged knowing glances, their eyes sparkling with poorly concealed speculation about the elders' relationship.
Elder Guo immediately caught their suggestive looks. His bushy eyebrows furrowed in displeasure before he swiftly bonked both their heads with surprising accuracy, leaving them nursing small bumps and muttering apologies.
"You brats and your wild imaginations," he grumbled, taking his seat with affected dignity.
Huang Fengqi couldn't suppress a smile at the scene. There was something genuinely heartwarming about the dynamics between her senior brother and his disciples—not the formal master-disciple relationship often seen in cultivation sects, but something more resembling a real family. The casual affection underlying even their disciplinary moments spoke volumes about their bond.
As everyone began enjoying the meal, appreciative silence filled the room, interrupted only by occasional murmurs of approval. The flavors seemed to dance across their palates, each bite more satisfying than the last.
Li Yao finally broke the comfortable quiet. "Senior brother, are you practicing in secret? Your cooking seems to be improving every time I taste it," she observed, savoring another mouthful with evident delight.
Elder Guo nodded in agreement, stroking his beard thoughtfully. The boy's culinary skills were indeed advancing at a remarkable pace. If this trajectory continued, he might genuinely develop into a professional chef of significant renown.
Xiang Yu merely smiled at the compliment, offering no hint about his newly recognized status as a 9th grade cook. "I just improve by cooking for all of you," he replied modestly, diverting attention by serving another portion to Huang Fengqi, who accepted it with poorly disguised eagerness.
When the meal concluded and dishes were cleared away, Huang Fengqi leaned forward with purpose. "Since we agreed to carry out the experiment, is there any technique you're particularly interested in?" she inquired, reaching into her spatial pouch.
With a flourish, she produced numerous technique manuals, arranging them carefully across the table. The collection, while not extensive, represented a respectable variety of cultivation methods—each bound in different colored covers with intricate patterns denoting their various applications.
"For now, I only have access to basic and low-grade techniques, you can select from these," she explained, gesturing toward the spread. "I'll find higher-level techniques for you soon," she added, her eyes gleaming with genuine anticipation for their experimental journey.
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Show menu NOVEL BINNovel Infinite Awakening: My Exp Doubles Everyday Chapter 35: Iron Body TechniqueINFINITE AWAKENING: MY EXP DOUBLES EVERYDAYC35: Iron Body TechniqueXiang Yu approached the table with measured steps, his eyes scanning over the array of technique manuals spread before him. Each leather-bound manual promised different paths to power, their covers embossed with distinct patterns that hinted at their contents. He methodically examined each one: [Low-grade Iron Body Technique], [Basic Tiger Claw], [Low-grade Stone Breaking Fist], [Basic Cloud Step], and many others.
As he assessed the collection, Xiang Yu couldn't help but notice that many weren't particularly impressive. His fingers hovered over the [Basic Cloud Step] manual momentarily, appreciating its value. A movement technique would significantly enhance his primary survival strategy—fleeing was, after all, his top priority. Yet, the [Low-grade Iron Body Technique] caught his attention as well. While escape remained paramount, avoiding injury ranked nearly as high on his list of concerns.
The technique classifications tipped the scales. Since Iron Body was classified as low-grade while Cloud Step was merely basic, the former represented greater potential value. Xiang Yu suspected Huang Fengqi was deliberately conservative with her initial offerings, likely wanting to verify his comprehension abilities firsthand before committing more valuable resources. She would probably provide additional techniques once he demonstrated mastery of this one.
Decision made, he selected the Iron Body manual, lifting it from the table with careful hands.
"You have a good eye," Elder Guo remarked, unable to contain his approval. "This is the best technique among this collection. Though it's classified as low-grade, it's not far from achieving mid-grade status." The elder's voice carried unmistakable pride as he continued, "If you master this technique to the perfect stage, combined with peak body refining, you should be able to withstand at least one punch from a cultivator at peak Qi Refining stage."
Xiang Yu felt a surge of satisfaction. His assessment had been correct—the technique offered substantial defensive capabilities that aligned perfectly with his survival-focused approach.
After the meal concluded, the elders departed, leaving the disciples to resume their training regimen. As they reached their familiar clearing, Li Yao paused before they could begin sparring. Her delicate hand disappeared into her pouch, rummaging intently for several moments before withdrawing another manual.
"Here," she offered, extending the manual toward Xiang Yu. The cover displayed the title [Mid-grade Phantom Footwork] in elegant script.
"I noticed you were interested in that movement technique," she explained, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. "You can have this one instead. It's superior to what was offered. I obtained it from the dean after... dealing with him." Her words carried a mixture of embarrassment and pride.
Xiang Yu accepted the manual, a genuine smile warming his features. His junior sister truly looked out for him, even when he hadn't explicitly asked. He silently reflected that she probably misunderstood his capabilities, likely assuming his comprehension talent matched her own. She couldn't know about his system or its limitations.
Still, he gratefully accepted her gift. Even if mastering a mid-grade technique seemed beyond his current abilities, who could say for certain? With his system's exponential growth and the steady increase in his enlightenment stat, perhaps such an achievement wasn't entirely impossible.
…
Xiang Yu exchanged several rapid blows with Li Yao before strategically backstepping, creating essential distance between them. His chest heaved as he drew in a deep breath, muscles burning pleasantly beneath the weight of his training clothes. After a moment's recovery, he charged forward again, his determination unwavering despite the countless defeats he'd already suffered today.
As he closed the gap between them, satisfaction warmed his thoughts. The Low-grade Iron Body Technique had proven an excellent choice—its practice methods aligned perfectly with his weighted clothing regimen, creating natural synergy between his different training approaches. Simultaneously, though he harbored minimal expectations for the Mid-grade Phantom Footwork, he deliberately incorporated its basic movements into his combat patterns against Li Yao. This meant he was effectively practicing three distinct techniques concurrently—and adding the Mountain Heart Scripture made it four. He was truly maximizing every moment, optimizing his advancement through pure efficiency.
His knife met Li Yao's sword with a metallic clash, sparks briefly illuminating their determined expressions. Despite his improved technique, she effortlessly redirected his attack, her superior skill allowing her to knock his knife from his grip with a precise flick of her wrist.
A confident smile graced her features as she swung toward him, blade tracing a gleaming arc through the air. Yet Xiang Yu's reflexes had improved considerably—he dropped into a fluid roll beneath her sword, his body moving with surprising agility despite the weighted clothing. His hand found his fallen knife, fingers closing around the hilt with practiced precision.
As he began to rise, the cool touch of steel pressed gently against his neck. Li Yao stood above him, sword perfectly positioned for a killing blow.
"Too slow," she remarked simply, withdrawing her blade to allow him to stand.
While Xiang Yu dusted himself off, Li Yao observed him with thoughtful appreciation. Her senior brother demonstrated remarkable adaptability—though his technical skills improved more gradually than she'd expected, he possessed a natural combat intelligence that prevented him from repeating mistakes. He'd even anticipated her counter this time, executing that dodge with surprisingly good timing. His only significant limitation was speed, a factor largely determined by cultivation level. If he ever reached higher realms, she genuinely doubted she would remain his superior for long.
A mischievous smile tugged at her lips as this thought crystallized. Since that eventuality remained distant, shouldn't she take full advantage of her current superiority? After all, she was absolutely certain he would torment her mercilessly once he surpassed her—what was wrong with collecting some advance compensation?
Within her consciousness, the empress observed Li Yao's twisted reasoning with a resigned sigh. She was gradually becoming accustomed to her vessel's peculiar thought processes. Who else would actively seek revenge for hypothetical future offenses that hadn't even occurred yet?
Their sparring continued uninterrupted until evening descended upon the mountain, shadows lengthening across their training ground. They eventually departed to prepare dinner, returning to the pavilion's communal kitchen with comfortable familiarity. Tonight Huang Fengqi was absent, leaving just the master and his two disciples to share the meal.
After enjoying Xiang Yu's delicious cooking, they separated to their respective evening routines—Elder Guo returning to his chambers for cultivation, while the two disciples made their way back to the training grounds.
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Show menu NOVEL BINNovel Infinite Awakening: My Exp Doubles Everyday Chapter 36: Battle Instinct (fixed)INFINITE AWAKENING: MY EXP DOUBLES EVERYDAYC36: Battle Instinct (fixed)Xiang Yu charged at Li Yao with determination burning in his eyes, his weighted clothes making each step a labor of pure will. Despite his calculated approach, she effortlessly sidestepped his attack, her movements fluid like water around stone. With a casual flick of her wrist, she sent him sprawling onto the packed earth of their training ground.
Lying there, Xiang Yu felt exhaustion seeping into every fiber of his being. His muscles screamed in protest, begging for respite from this relentless punishment. Was he pushing himself too far? The weighted clothing, combined with simultaneous technique practice, extracted a brutal toll on his mortal frame.
But then, the thought of experience points flooded his mind—the precious resource his system would double tonight. Each painful collision, every humiliating defeat... all of it would transform into pure cultivation progress. The realization acted like a restorative elixir, washing away his fatigue in an instant.
Li Yao watched with puzzled fascination as her senior brother sprang back to his feet, renewed vigor evident in his stance. What strange force drove him? Most would have remained down after such punishment, yet something sparked in his eyes that burned away weakness. Whatever internal fire fueled him seemed to grow stronger with each defeat—a paradoxical phenomenon she couldn't quite comprehend.
She launched forward without warning, her sword cutting through air with lethal precision. Xiang Yu, operating on instinct rather than conscious thought, bent his upper body forward in a deep bow. The blade whistled overhead, disturbing his hair as it passed within millimeters of his scalp.
Time seemed to slow as Xiang Yu recognized the precious opening before him. Li Yao's follow-through had momentarily compromised her defensive posture. Without hesitation, he drove his knife upward from his bowed position, blade angling toward her exposed midsection.
Satisfaction bloomed in his chest as Li Yao's eyes widened slightly—he'd caught her off guard. A rare moment of genuine surprise crossed her delicate features. 'I've got her this time,' he thought, victory tantalizingly close.
The triumphant smile had barely formed on his lips when blinding pain erupted across his temple. Li Yao's serene face greeted him as his vision refocused, her gentle smile belying the devastating counterattack she'd just executed. With masterful control, she'd redirected her momentum, using her sword's hilt to strike his head with pinpoint accuracy.
"That was a nice one," she complimented, extending her hand to help him stand.
Xiang Yu accepted her assistance, breathing heavily as he rose. "Yeah, nice one," he acknowledged internally, "but I wasn't even able to touch you."
The outcome was understandable though, he reasoned. Though Li Yao refrained from using spiritual energy, her body refining cultivation likely exceeded his by at least ten layers. Every practitioner knew that beyond the tenth layer of body refining, each subsequent level brought exponential improvements in physical capabilities—strength, speed, durability, and reflexes all increased dramatically. The gap between them wasn't merely skill, but fundamental physical development.
Their sparring continued uninterrupted, a dance of attack and defense beneath the watchful mountain sky, until the familiar system notification materialized before Xiang Yu's eyes:
[Calculating Settlement]
"Let's call it a day," Xiang Yu suggested, noting the system's timing. Li Yao nodded in agreement, and they exchanged cordial goodnights before retiring to their respective quarters.
Alone in his room, Xiang Yu studied the expanded notification hovering before him:
[Calculation Complete]
[Enlightenment: Low (3/1000) (+1/1000)]
[Battle Instinct: (1/100,000)]
[Mountain Heart Scripture: 3rd Layer (20/300) (+20/300)]
[Low-grade Iron Body Technique: Beginner (50/100) (+50/100)]
[Basic Knife Technique: Major Success (120/400) (+50/400)]
[Basic Sword Technique: Minor Success (140/200)]
[Cook: 9th Grade (8/100) (+4/100)]
[Experience Points Doubled]
[Cook: 9th Grade (8/100) → 9th Grade (16/100)]
[Basic Sword Technique: Minor Success (140/200) → Intermediate (0/300)]
[Basic Knife Technique: Major Success (120/400) → Major Success (240/400)]
[Low-grade Iron Body Technique: Beginner (50/100) → Minor Success (0/200)
[Mountain Heart Scripture: 3rd Layer (20/300) → 3rd Layer (40/300)]
[Battle Instinct: (1/100,000) → (2/100,000)]
[Enlightenment: Low (3/1000) → Low (6/1000)]
[Next Settlement: 23:59:59]
…
A wave of euphoria washed over Xiang Yu as his enlightenment doubled, the sensation even more intense than the previous night. The rush of expanded comprehension flooded his consciousness, bringing with it subtle insights that sharpened his understanding of cultivation principles. Each doubling seemed to intensify the pleasurable sensation, as if his mind was being remolded into something greater than its original design.
"I could definitely get addicted to this," he thought, savoring the lingering mental clarity. His attention focused on the enlightenment stat, noting with satisfaction that it had increased by one point before the doubling effect. What had triggered this natural growth? He hadn't specifically trained comprehension today, not that he knew how to. After a moment's reflection, realization dawned—he had attempted to study the mid-grade Phantom Footwork technique Li Yao had given him.
Though the technique hadn't appeared in his status screen, suggesting he couldn't yet effectively practice it, the mere act of studying advanced material seemed to stretch his comprehension capabilities. This discovery opened intriguing possibilities—perhaps he could accelerate his enlightenment growth by regularly exposing himself to techniques beyond his current level, even if actual mastery remained temporarily beyond reach.
Shifting his analysis to the Mountain Heart Scripture, he noted the impressive twenty-point increase. Accounting for the three points already present before today's training, he'd gained seventeen new points. Five had transferred from his knife technique through the established conversion mechanism, but the remaining twelve—those had come purely from training with weighted clothing. The evidence confirmed his theory that weight training directly contributed to body refining progress.
His knife technique had improved dramatically—fifty entire points in a single day. The weighted clothing had transformed standard practice into accelerated advancement. Even more remarkable was his newly acquired Iron Body Technique, which had also gained fifty points before doubling to achieve Minor Success in just one day's practice. Such rapid mastery of a low-grade technique suggested his comprehension ability was functioning at peak efficiency.
With his knife technique already at 240 points out of 400, it would certainly breakthrough after tomorrow's reset. This realization shaped his training strategy for the coming day—he would focus exclusively on swordsmanship since it had just reset to intermediate stage. Of course, this singular focus wouldn't prevent him from simultaneously practicing Iron Body, attempting the mid-grade movement technique, and continuing his Mountain Heart Scripture cultivation. The beauty of his training regimen lay in its layered efficiency—multiple techniques advancing through complementary movements.
Examining his cooking skill, Xiang Yu noted it had advanced to 16 points. Though he couldn't immediately identify tangible improvements, certain culinary knowledge had materialized in his mind—flavor combinations, temperature control techniques, presentation principles. The true extent of his progress would only reveal itself when he prepared tomorrow's meals.
Just as he prepared to dismiss the status screen, an unfamiliar stat caught his attention. [Battle Instinct] had appeared—an entirely new attribute he hadn't possessed before. Unlike his other stats, this one displayed no distinct levels, merely a single progression bar with the staggering cap of 100,000 points. Did this represent pure combat intuition? The ability to instinctively choose optimal actions during confrontation without conscious calculation?
A grin spread across his face as he contemplated the implications. Without level thresholds to reset progress, this stat would compound continuously through his system's doubling function. Though the current value seemed minuscule compared to its potential maximum, exponential growth guaranteed rapid advancement once momentum built. Even now, having doubled from one to two, he couldn't perceive any tangible difference in his capabilities.
"I'll test it properly tomorrow," he thought as exhaustion finally claimed him, his body sinking into the simple bed. Despite the day's grueling exertion, satisfaction permeated his consciousness as he drifted toward sleep.
[Name: Xiang Yu]
[Realm: Body Refining 3rd Layer]
[Species: Human]
[Spiritual Root: null]
[Enlightenment: Low (6/1000)]
[Battle Instinct: (2/100,000)]
[Professions: Cook: 9th Grade (16/100)]
[Techniques: Low-grade Iron Body Technique: Minor Success (0/200); Basic Knife Technique: Major Success (240/400); Basic Sword Technique: Intermediate (0/300)]
[Scriptures: Mountain Heart Scripture: 3rd Layer (52/300)]
[System Function: Double Exp (Cooldown: 24hrs)]
i made some errors in calculation but its fixed now
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Show menu NOVEL BINNovel Infinite Awakening: My Exp Doubles Everyday Chapter 37: Rapid Progress (fixed)INFINITE AWAKENING: MY EXP DOUBLES EVERYDAYC37: Rapid Progress (fixed)The mountain dawn painted the training ground in hues of gold and amber as Xiang Yu and Li Yao faced each other, their silhouettes sharp against the rising sun. As always, both disciples had risen with the first light, drawn to their daily ritual of combat with unwavering dedication.
Xiang Yu adjusted his grip on the sword, its weight now familiar in his hands. As he moved through his forms, he noticed something different—a subtle shift in his awareness. His movements flowed with newfound fluidity, each stance transitioning into the next with improved precision. More remarkably, he found himself anticipating Li Yao's attacks moments before they came, his body reacting to signals his conscious mind barely registered.
Li Yao lunged forward, her blade tracing a deadly arc through the morning air. Xiang Yu pivoted, his body responding to some primal instinct rather than calculated thought. He avoided the main force of her strike—a feat that would have been impossible just days ago.
Though he still couldn't match her overwhelming skill and physical superiority, Li Yao couldn't help but notice the changes in her senior brother's combat awareness. His movements contained fewer openings, his reactions came faster, and occasionally, his eyes would track her intended strikes before she executed them. His improvement wasn't in raw power or speed, but in the fundamental understanding of combat itself.
"He's reading my movements," she realized with a flash of pride, even as she exploited a minor opening to sweep his legs from beneath him.
Xiang Yu landed hard on his back but rose immediately, a satisfied smile playing across his lips. The Battle Instinct stat was proving its worth already. Though still in its infancy at merely two points, it granted him insights that technique mastery alone couldn't provide. He understood now why Li Yao could overwhelm his Major Success knife technique with her beginner-level sword skills.
Still, the potential thrilled him. With sufficient growth in this attribute, he might eventually compensate for differences in technique level or even cultivation base. The thought energized him as he resumed his stance, ready for another exchange.
Their training continued uninterrupted, the rhythmic clash of weapons punctuating the morning quiet as the sun climbed higher. Only when it reached its zenith did they finally pause, both acknowledging the arrival of lunchtime with unspoken agreement.
In the pavilion kitchen, Xiang Yu moved with practiced efficiency, his hands dancing between ingredients with remarkable precision. Each slice, each seasoning, each adjustment of heat reflected his growing mastery of culinary arts. Li Yao watched in undisguised amazement—her senior brother worked with the confidence and skill of a professional chef, transforming simple ingredients into something extraordinary.
The enticing aromas had barely begun to permeate the pavilion when Elder Guo appeared, accompanied once again by Huang Fengqi.
"This time I must eat a lot," Fengqi declared without preamble. "I missed last night's portion."
Elder Guo snorted dismissively. "So what if you missed? Since when were you entitled to our food?"
"Hmph, since when was it your food?" she countered before turning toward Xiang Yu with a winning smile. "Martial nephew, you don't mind, right?"
Xiang Yu responded with warm hospitality. "Of course not. I even prepared an extra portion for you."
"I knew my martial nephew would agree," Fengqi beamed triumphantly. "You're so nice. Don't become grumpy like your master in the future."
"Who are you calling grumpy—" Elder Guo began, his bushy eyebrows drawing together in annoyance. But as the fragrant steam wafted toward him, his protest dissolved into appreciative silence. All four settled around the table, anticipation building as they awaited Xiang Yu's culinary creation.
When he finally served the meal, conversation ceased entirely. Each bite commanded complete attention, the flavors more nuanced and harmonious than ever before. Fengqi savored each mouthful with growing amazement—his cooking had been exceptional previously, but today's meal transcended even those standards. Had his skills truly advanced so dramatically overnight?
The meal concluded in reverent silence, empty plates testament to its quality. Though everyone secretly wished for seconds, every morsel had been consumed. They exchanged slightly embarrassed glances, none willing to voice their desire for more, silently consoling themselves with thoughts of the evening meal to come.
…
As Xiang Yu and Li Yao returned to their training ground, a satisfied warmth lingered in Xiang Yu's chest. The subtle differences in his cooking hadn't gone unnoticed—even he could perceive the enhanced harmony of flavors, the improved texture, the more precise balance of seasonings. His cooking skill was advancing steadily, perhaps one day reaching heights where he might prepare spiritual foods that nourished cultivation directly. Of course, that possibility remained distant without spiritual roots, but the path was becoming clearer.
They resumed their positions across from each other, swords raised in practiced stances. Li Yao moved first, her blade cutting through air with lethal grace. Xiang Yu responded, his movements increasingly refined as the sword became an extension of his will rather than a mere tool in his hands. Each exchange built upon the foundations of the last, his technique growing more polished with every strike and parry.
A surge of confidence warmed his chest as his instincts guided a particularly smooth counter-maneuver. At this pace, true invincibility felt like an achievable goal rather than a distant fantasy. The thought had barely formed when Li Yao's blade found an opening, sending him sprawling onto the packed earth once again.
"First, I need to get up," he thought wryly, pushing himself from the ground with renewed determination. He reclaimed his stance, sword raised and ready to continue despite the growing collection of bruises beneath his training clothes.
They practiced relentlessly throughout the afternoon, the sun tracing its arc across the azure sky as their blades clashed in rhythmic harmony. Only when twilight painted the mountain in deepening purple did they pause, acknowledging dinner time with unspoken agreement.
The evening meal passed swiftly, both disciples focused more on replenishing energy than savoring flavors. Without lingering, they returned immediately to their training ground, utilizing every precious moment of remaining daylight before continuing under the silver glow of moonlight.
As midnight approached, they finally sheathed their weapons, exchanging respectful goodnights before retiring to their separate quarters.
In her private chamber, Li Yao settled into the lotus position, her back perfectly straight as spiritual energy began circulating through her meridians. Since breaking through to Core Formation, she no longer required sleep—a luxury that transformed her cultivation regimen entirely. While daylight hours were dedicated to body refinement and sparring with her senior brother, these quiet night hours allowed uninterrupted advancement of her realm and mastery of spell techniques.
Her lips curved into a satisfied smile as energy pulsed through her core. Even this limited cultivation time was more than sufficient given her extraordinary talent. Within a month—perhaps sooner—she would achieve her goal and finally retrieve the Rebirth Pill for her senior brother. The thought fueled her determination as she guided spiritual energy through increasingly complex paths within her body.
Meanwhile, in his humble dwelling, Xiang Yu lay on his simple bed, focused entirely on the system notification hovering before his eyes:
[Calculating Settlement]
[Calculation Complete]
[Enlightenment: Low (6/1000)]
[Battle Instinct: (2/100,000)]
[Mountain Heart Scripture: 3rd Layer (72/300) (+32/300)]
[Low-grade Iron Body Technique: Minor Success (50/200) (+50/200)]
[Basic Knife Technique: Major Success (240/400)]
[Basic Sword Technique: Intermediate (100/300) (+100/300)]
[Cook: 9th Grade (20/100) (+4/100)]
[Experience Points Doubled]
[Cook: 9th Grade (20/100) → 9th Grade (40/100)]
[Basic Sword Technique: Intermediate (100/300) → Intermediate (200/300)]
[Basic Knife Technique: Major Success (240/400) → Completion (0/500)]
[Low-grade Iron Body Technique: Minor Success (50/200) → Minor Success (100/200)]
[Mountain Heart Scripture: 3rd Layer (72/300) → 3rd Layer (144/300)]
[Battle Instinct: (2/100,000) → (4/100,000)]
[Enlightenment: Low (6/1000) → Low (12/1000)]
[Next Settlement: 23:59:59]
…
Author's Corner:
I noticed that the stats are starting to get out of hand so I'll find a way to take care of that, for now, we'll have to keep up with it.
Should we go slower or faster?
I wanted the MC to have at least decent cultivation before I start advancing the main plot but it feels like it's taking so long so idk what to do, what do you guys think? (I wanted him to have at least a month to cultivate, it's been about two weeks now, I think, but I'm not too sure)
i made some errors in calculation but its fixed now
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Show menu NOVEL BINNovel Infinite Awakening: My Exp Doubles Everyday Chapter 38: CompletionINFINITE AWAKENING: MY EXP DOUBLES EVERYDAYC38: CompletionThe wave of enlightenment crashed over Xiang Yu like a tsunami, flooding his mind with newfound understanding. His techniques, once murky waters, now seemed crystalline in their clarity. The doubling effect had granted him six additional points—a small number on paper, but the sensation was overwhelming. Xiang Yu exhaled slowly, deliberately, trying to steady himself against the mental tide.
If this is what six points feels like, he pondered, what will happen when it doubles again? The thought both thrilled and terrified him.
He mentally shifted focus to his battle instinct, noting with slight disappointment that it remained unchanged. Increasing this attribute clearly required more than diligent practice. Still, Xiang Yu's lips curved into a small smile. With his system's exponential growth, even the most stubborn stats would eventually yield. Time was on his side.
His culinary insights had blossomed unexpectedly, new cooking techniques and flavor combinations materializing in his mind like perfectly timed inspirations. Tomorrow would be an excellent opportunity to test these revelations in the kitchen.
Turning his attention to the Mountain Heart Scripture, Xiang Yu noted the improvement. The scripture had gained 32 points total, with 20 being new growth beyond the previous 12. An impressive achievement considering this represented pure bodily cultivation without the knife technique's conversion assistance.
Speaking of which, his knife technique had transcended expectations, breaking through to the completion stage after settlement. His path forward was clear: beyond Completion lay Great Completion, followed by Perfect mastery. Each milestone now seemed within reach rather than distant fantasies.
His other techniques showed equally promising development. The sword technique had surpassed its halfway mark and would soon breakthrough to major success after the next reset. Similarly, the iron body technique was progressing steadily through minor success, poised to reach the intermediate stage after the next settlement. The mid-grade technique remained elusive, but Xiang Yu could sense his grasp of it strengthening daily.
A pattern had emerged regarding the Mountain Heart Scripture's experience translation. Practicing the intermediate sword technique hadn't contributed any experience conversion, confirming Xiang Yu's suspicion about limitations. He theorized the exchange rates followed specific rules: an intermediate technique could supply experience to the first layer at a 5:1 rate and the second layer at 10:1, but proved useless for the third layer and beyond.
This pattern extended across realms. Major success techniques would offer a 1:1 exchange for the first layer, 5:1 for the second, 10:1 for the third, and nothing beyond. With his knife technique now at completion stage, it would likely provide third-layer experience at a 5:1 rate, then 10:1 when he finally broke through to the fourth layer. After that, it would become obsolete until he achieved Great Completion.
Xiang Yu sighed, realizing his system exploitation had limits after all. No perfect loopholes existed, even in this strange cultivation world. The endless calculations were beginning to wear on him. His eyelids grew heavy as mental fatigue set in. These complex theorizations could wait until tomorrow. For now, rest called to him like a siren song impossible to resist.
[Name: Xiang Yu]
[Realm: Body Refining 3rd Layer]
[Species: Human]
[Spiritual Root: null]
[Enlightenment: Low (12/1000)]
[Battle Instinct: (4/100,000)]
[Professions: Cook: 9th Grade (40/100)]
[Techniques: Low-grade Iron Body Technique: Minor Success (100/200); Basic Knife Technique: Completion (0/500); Basic Sword Technique: Intermediate (200/300)]
[Scriptures: Mountain Heart Scripture: 3rd Layer (160/300)]
[System Function: Double Exp (Cooldown: 24hrs)]
…
As dawn painted the mountain with gentle brushstrokes of amber and gold, Xiang Yu rose from his bed made of leaves with practiced discipline. His first action, now habitual, was checking his status. The knife technique's progress bar had reset to zero while his other techniques remained untouched. This observation shaped his day's focus—the knife technique demanded priority. The sword technique had already progressed halfway to breakthrough, meaning it wouldn't matter whether or not he practiced it.
Decision made, Xiang Yu gripped his knife with renewed purpose. The weapon felt like an extension of his arm now, familiar and responsive. He settled into his stance, feet planted firmly on the training ground's worn soil, body aligned with practiced precision. Each movement, each breath synchronized with an efficiency that hadn't existed mere weeks ago.
Across the training yard, Li Yao observed her senior brother with analytical eyes. "So it's the knife today?" she thought, her gaze tracing the clean lines of his form. There was something different about him—his knife stance possessed a confidence and stability she hadn't noticed before. Unlike his sword technique, which still showed hints of newness, his knife work existed in another realm entirely.
His posture spoke volumes about his progress. The way he balanced his weight, the angle of his wrist, the measured tension in his shoulders—all indicators of someone who had transcended mere practice. "Has he already reached Completion stage?" she wondered.
[He has indeed reached Completion] the Empress's voice confirmed in her mind, startling Li Yao. She hadn't expected her idle speculation to be correct. The realization settled on her shoulders—her lazy, seemingly talentless senior brother really possessed a comprehension ability rivaling her own extraordinary talents.
But it wasn't just his technical mastery that had evolved. His battle awareness had transformed overnight. Where yesterday's Xiang Yu had shown promising vigilance, today's version seemed hyper aware of every potential threat. His eyes tracked Li Yao's movements with predatory focus, already anticipating attack vectors before she committed to them.
As her hand moved toward her sword hilt, she noticed his gaze following not just her hand but projecting the blade's future path through the air. A knowing smile touched her lips. He wasn't just a technical genius—he possessed combat intuition that couldn't be taught.
With fluid grace, Li Yao drew her sword and launched into an attack sequence, her blade cutting through the morning air with deadly precision. Despite Xiang Yu's improved awareness, his physical capabilities remained those of a third-layer Body Refinement cultivator. His mind recognized the danger, but his body could barely respond in time. He twisted awkwardly, the sword missing vital points by mere inches.
And so their sparring began—a dance between her overwhelming power and his growing understanding, between her lifelong talent and his exponential improvement. Steel flashed against steel in the rising sunlight, each exchange a lesson written in sweat and determination.
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Show menu NOVEL BINNovel Infinite Awakening: My Exp Doubles Everyday Chapter 39: Body Refining 4th LayerINFINITE AWAKENING: MY EXP DOUBLES EVERYDAYC39: Body Refining 4th LayerThe morning sun glinted off steel as Li Yao effortlessly parried Xiang Yu's attack, redirecting his momentum with a casual flick of her wrist. The force sent him staggering backward, but unlike previous sessions, his feet shifted instinctively to compensate. His muscles strained as he fought against the momentum, managing to stabilize his stance without toppling over—a small victory that would have been impossible just days ago.
But before he could savor this achievement, Li Yao materialized before him, her movement so swift it seemed as though she had teleported. Her sword arm lifted, blade catching the sunlight, and Xiang Yu's instincts failed him. Eyes squeezing shut, he braced for pain that never arrived. Instead, a sharp flick struck his forehead with just enough force to sting but not injure.
Cautiously opening his eyes, he found Li Yao's finger extended, her lips curved in a mischievous smile. "Your battle awareness seems to be improving," she observed, pivoting gracefully on her heel. Over her shoulder, she added with teacherly authority, "Oh yeah, don't close your eyes in battle."
She flowed back into her combat stance, limbs positioned with perfect precision. Xiang Yu nodded silently as he settled into his own stance. This time, he initiated the exchange, charging forward with deliberate intent. His eyes locked onto Li Yao's left leg—a tantalizing vulnerability in her otherwise flawless defense.
Li Yao sighed inwardly. He had been progressing so well, yet here he was, still falling for the most obvious trap. As he closed the distance, she lifted her foot and brought it down with controlled force, sending a cloud of dust billowing outward. "I told you to stop falling for these traps," she chided into the obscuring haze.
"And I listened," came Xiang Yu's voice from within the cloud, closer than she expected.
"What?" Confusion flickered across her face, and in that momentary lapse of focus—
"Auch!" The surprised yelp escaped her lips as a sharp pain bloomed on her forehead.
The dust settled, revealing Xiang Yu standing before her, satisfaction written across his features. The tables had turned; he'd repaid her little flick with one of his own.
Recognition dawned in Li Yao's eyes. "It seems that you've improved quite a bit," she acknowledged, a competitive gleam entering her gaze. "Then I guess I should also let loose a little."
To her surprise, Xiang Yu simply turned and began walking away.
"Where are you going? Do you think you can escape?" she called after him, indignation coloring her tone.
Without breaking stride, he replied simply, "It's lunch time."
"Hmph." Li Yao sheathed her weapon with a practiced motion. "Don't think I'll forget this," she warned, though her threat lacked genuine menace.
"And here I was thinking of making your favorite," Xiang Yu remarked casually, the bait dangled with expert precision.
The transformation was instantaneous. Li Yao bounded forward, attaching herself to his arm with childlike enthusiasm. "Senior brother is the best!" she exclaimed, previous grievances forgotten.
Xiang Yu stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Weren't you saying something about not forgetting?" he prompted, feigning concentration.
"Not forgetting? What are you talking about?" Li Yao batted her eyelashes innocently. "My memory is not all that good, so I probably already forgot. Was there something I wasn't supposed to forget?"
Xiang Yu marveled at the girl's remarkable adaptability—she could shift from deadly warrior to eager child in the span of a heartbeat. "No, must've been my imagination," he conceded as they walked together toward the kitchen, her grip on his arm never loosening.
…
After lunch, the two disciples made their way back to the training grounds, their footsteps crunching against the worn path. Li Yao practically bounced alongside Xiang Yu, her face glowing with satisfaction from the meal.
"Senior brother's cooking skills are really top notch," she exclaimed, patting her stomach contentedly. The genuine appreciation in her voice brought a rare smile to Xiang Yu's face.
"Of course they are," he replied with uncharacteristic playfulness. "How else am I supposed to impress you?" The teasing comment flowed naturally, surprising even himself.
When they reached the training ground, their demeanor shifted instantly. The casual camaraderie of mealtime dissolved into the focused intensity of cultivation training. Li Yao's sword flashed forward with blinding speed, her blade splitting the air as it arced toward Xiang Yu's chest.
Anticipating the attack, Xiang Yu bent backward, his spine flexing just enough for the blade to whistle harmlessly above him. But Li Yao was a step ahead, redirecting her sword mid-swing with masterful control, changing its trajectory to catch him in his vulnerable position.
Xiang Yu's knife came up in desperate defense, meeting the sword with a metallic clang that echoed across the training ground. The collision sent shock waves through his arm, his strength insufficient to completely deflect the superior weapon. Still, he managed to redirect it just enough, propelling himself backward to create vital distance.
Li Yao pressed her advantage mercilessly, advancing with relentless determination. She allowed no respite, no moment for Xiang Yu to gather himself or formulate a counter-strategy. Each strike forced him to block rather than evade, each parry sending painful vibrations cascading through his muscles and bones. The knife in his hand began to feel like an extension of the impact rather than a shield against it.
With each exchange, Xiang Yu found himself retreating—five steps, then ten. A quick glance over his shoulder revealed a tree looming behind him, its gnarled trunk offering no escape route. The momentary distraction cost him dearly as Li Yao launched another devastating attack, driving him back until his shoulder blades pressed against rough bark.
She approached with measured steps, satisfaction gleaming in her eyes as she cornered her prey. When she finally struck, it was with calculated precision. Xiang Yu, drawing upon his growing battle awareness, waited for the exact moment when her attack committed fully—that split second when changing direction became impossible even for someone like her.
He rolled sideways, executing a perfect evasion that left Li Yao's blade embedded deep within the tree trunk. The sword bit into the wood, lodging itself firmly in place. Xiang Yu seized what appeared to be a golden opportunity, launching himself toward his temporarily disarmed opponent.
But with casual ease, Li Yao caught his wrist mid-strike, her fingers like iron manacles around his flesh. Before he could process what was happening, she had pivoted and thrown him to the ground, the impact driving air from his lungs. While he lay staring at the azure sky above, she calmly retrieved her sword from the tree with a single powerful tug.
Coming to stand over him, Li Yao extended her hand, helping him to his feet. "Your battle awareness is great, but you still have some bad habits," she observed, brushing dirt from his robe with sisterly concern. "When my sword got stuck, you hesitated to attack."
Xiang Yu nodded, inwardly acknowledging the truth of her assessment. In a real life-or-death struggle, his instinct would have been to flee the moment his opponent was disadvantaged—survival, not victory, was always his primary objective. He had only attacked because this was training, not combat, and even then, caution had made him hesitate, suspecting a trap. Perhaps he needed to adjust his thinking, though privately he maintained that running would still be his preferred option in any genuine confrontation.
They continued their rigorous practice until sunset painted the sky in vivid oranges and purples, signaling dinnertime. After sharing another meal showcasing Xiang Yu's culinary talents, they returned to the training grounds, pushing their limits until midnight finally forced them to separate.
Alone in his quarters, Xiang Yu lay on his simple bed as he observed the system screen before him:
[Calculating Settlement]
[Calculation Complete]
[Enlightenment: Low (12/1000)]
[Battle Instinct: (4/100,000)]
[Mountain Heart Scripture: 3rd Layer (184/300) (+40/300)]
[Low-grade Iron Body Technique: Minor Success (150/200) (+50/200)]
[Basic Knife Technique: Completion (20/500) (+20/500)]
[Basic Sword Technique: Intermediate (200/300)]
[Cook: 9th Grade (45/100) (+5/100)]
[Experience Points Doubled]
[Cook: 9th Grade (45/100) → 9th Grade (90/100)]
[Basic Sword Technique: Intermediate (200/300) → Major Success (0/400)]
[Basic Knife Technique: Completion (20/500) → Completion (40/500)]
[Low-grade Iron Body Technique: Minor Success (150/200) → Intermediate (0/300)]
[Mountain Heart Scripture: 3rd Layer (184/300) → 4th Layer (0/400)]
[Battle Instinct: (4/100,000) → (8/100,000)]
[Enlightenment: Low (12/1000) → Low (24/1000)]
[Next Settlement: 23:59:59]
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