Ten Thousand Times Return: My Senior Sister Plucked Me At The Start

"Ding, you have imparted the knowledge of calculus, triggering a hundredfold reversal. Comprehension has greatly improved."

"Ding, the host's current comprehension value has reached the upper limit of the current strength stage. It cannot be further improved."

Hmm?

It actually reached the upper limit!

Unknowingly, the sky was already bright.

Zhao Mu actually worked as a teacher for half a day, racking his brains to impart some of the knowledge he had learned in his previous life to the little monster.

Although it didn't matter if the other party understood or not.

But it had to be said that this little guy was quite motivated. After listening to the class for a night, not only was it not sleepy, but it was also full of energy. Its pair of eyes were as big as copper bells.

"With my current comprehension, it shouldn't be a problem to cultivate the True Sword Controlling Scripture."

Zhao Mu couldn't wait to return to the bamboo house, picked up the True Sword Controlling Scripture, and quickly flipped through it.

A few minutes later, Zhao Mu put down the True Sword Controlling Scripture.

"That's it?"

The True Sword Controlling Scripture that was like a heavenly book last night was now child's play in Zhao Mu's eyes.

He only read it once, and not only did he completely grasp the essence of the True Sword Controlling Scripture, he even found a few loopholes in it.

The cultivator who wrote this True Sword Controlling Scripture should be an expert of the Demon Clan.

He wrote the True Sword Controlling Scripture with reference to the Demon Clan cultivators, and it was not completely suitable for human cultivators.

Although there wouldn't be any problems learning it, at most, the spiritual power consumed when flying on the sword would increase slightly.

But this would indeed have a certain impact on human cultivators who cultivated the True Sword Controlling Scripture.

However, after reading it once, Zhao Mu made some comments and modifications to the True Sword Controlling Scripture, and these loopholes were resolved.

After he improved the True Sword Controlling Scripture, human cultivators could now cultivate it to the fullest.

Zhao Mu took the fourth-grade flying sword [Frost Foil] left by Mu Jiuling, injected spiritual energy into it, and made it float in the air.

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With a whoosh, Zhao Mu flew out of the door and went straight into the sky.

At first, it was a little shaky, but it soon stabilized.

"Is this the feeling of flying on the sword?"

Looking at the bamboo forest below gradually shrinking, Zhao Mu's heart surged.

Uh …

This was the disadvantage of the Pure Yang Physique.

It was easy to have a reaction to a little exciting things.

Moreover, he now possessed an upgraded version of the Sacred Body of the Crimson Sun, which made it even more difficult for him to withstand stimulation.

After flying around the bamboo forest for a while, Zhao Mu had completely gotten used to the Sword Kinesis Flight. She planned to fly further away to take a look.

However, just as he was about to leave the bamboo forest, a sudden pressure almost caused him to fall off the flying sword.

Zhao Mu broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly turned around and returned to the bamboo forest. Only then did the pressure gradually disappear.

He had almost forgotten that this was the sacred ground of the Devil Sect. There were countless top-notch experts from various sects living here.

There might even be some spirit designs and restrictions. If they were careless and triggered the restrictions, they would be killed by the spirit designs. That would not be good.

"Mu Jiuling, this little girl, brought me here. I keep feeling that she doesn't have good intentions. Could it be that she wants to imprison me here so that she can monopolize me?"

Zhao Mu cursed silently.

'Forget it, cultivation is more important right now. Let's not worry about this for now.'

Flying back the way he came, Zhao Mu landed in front of the bamboo house. He found that the little demonic beast from last night had run over and was squatting in front of the bamboo door. It stuck out its tongue and seemed to be waiting for Zhao Mu.

Seeing that Zhao Mu had returned, the little demonic beast turned around and ran to Zhao Mu's feet with a bone in its mouth.

Seeing the little demonic beast shaking its head, Zhao Mu seemed to understand what it was thinking. "You want to give this bone to me?"

"Yi!"

The little fellow nodded repeatedly.

Zhao Mu smiled and took the bone. He touched the little fellow's head. "I really have to thank you. I'll stew bone soup for you later."

The little fellow called out and then plunged into the bamboo forest and disappeared.

Zhao Mu returned to the bamboo house and threw the bone on the ground. Then, he picked up the Single Qi Profound Heart Sword Technique and flipped through it.

It was actually a Yellow Level sword technique!

Cultivation techniques were divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Mystic, and Yellow.

Although the Yellow Level was the lowest level, cultivation techniques that could be ranked in the Yellow Level were already considered rare.

The cultivation techniques that the outer sect disciples of the Saint Prime Devil Sect cultivated were mostly of the Yellow Level.

For a servant disciple like Zhao Mu, the cultivation techniques that he cultivated were all mediocre.

A Yellow Level cultivation technique, even the most ordinary one, could be sold for hundreds of thousands of Spirit Stones.

However, after flipping through it, Zhao Mu shook his head in disappointment.

"It's too ordinary. A Yellow Level cultivation technique is only so-so. It feels like it's full of loopholes. It's as if the person who wrote this sword technique wrote it after he was drunk."

Zhao Mu did not even have the intention to modify this sword technique.

Cultivating such a low-level cultivation technique would be an insult to his current perception.

However, this matter could not be rushed.

Zhao Mu saw that there were still many cultivation techniques on the bookshelf. He was prepared to scan through all of them to see if there was anything suitable for him.

Vajra Fist.

Hanging Palm.

Hanging Palm.

Three Talents Six Lives Divination Technique.

Wind Scarlet Thunder Technique.

Demonic Sound Technique.

…

There were many different types of cultivation techniques on the bookshelf. Zhao Mu read through all of them, but none of them caught his eye.

If it was in the past, Zhao Mu would have been overjoyed to obtain any one of these cultivation techniques.

However, after his perception had increased, these cultivation techniques became child's play in Zhao Mu's eyes.

However, he still gained something.

He had already memorized all of these cultivation techniques. After he went out, he would copy them down and give them to others. He should be able to get a lot of rewards.

If he could get a Heaven Level cultivation technique, it would be worth it.

Unknowingly, it was already night. Zhao Mu began to feel bored.

Just as he was about to go out for a stroll to see if there was any way out, Zhao Mu suddenly caught a glimpse of the bone on the ground from the corner of his eye. He realized that the bone was emitting a faint light in the dark.

Zhao Mu curiously picked up the bone. Upon closer inspection, he realized that there were grain-sized words written on the bone.

He injected Spirit Qi into his eyes to strengthen his vision and looked at them carefully.

"Chaos Mystic Nether Technique?"

Could it be that there was a cultivation technique recorded on this bone?

Zhao Mu was overjoyed and continued to check.

But after a while, he had the same reaction as when he saw the Imperial Sword Scripture yesterday. He began to feel dizzy, and this time it was even more serious. He even had severe tinnitus, and sweat kept coming out.

Zhao Mu hurriedly flung the club away and sat on the ground, panting heavily. It took a while for her to regain her composure.

"Damn it, could it be that my comprehension is still not enough?"

Yesterday, the system had informed him that his perception had reached the upper limit of the Foundation Establishment realm. If this perception was not enough, then what level of cultivation technique was the Chaos Mystic Nether Art?

At the very least, it was at the Xuanji level. It might even be at the Earth level.

As for a Heaven-class cultivation technique … Zhao Mu did not dare to think about it.

In the entire Saint Prime Devil Sect, there might not even be a few Heaven Grade Cultivation Methods. How could it be so easily picked up by a little demonic beast?

"Zhao Mu … What happened to you?"

Suddenly, Mu Jiuling pushed the door open and came in with a food box. Seeing Zhao Mu sitting on the ground and sweating all over, he quickly trotted over and asked with concern.

Zhao Mu's eyes lit up as he picked up the bone club and stuffed it into Mu Jiuling's hands.

"This is?"

Mu Jiuling looked at the bone club and asked in surprise, "Where did you get it?"

"I met a little demonic beast yesterday. It gave it to me. The cultivation technique recorded on it is too profound. I can't learn it. You can have it."