Chương 33: Chapter 33: 100% Cultivation

Wong Yazhu stared at the small hand mirror on her left, her fingers absentmindedly tracing the edges. With her right hand, she spread her eyelids, examining her reflection closely.

'I guess I got this last month when I mind-wiped Tengfei,' she thought, tilting her head slightly. 'But isn't this too easy?' She frowned, 'I thought you needed a powerful emotional reaction to awaken more tomoe. Was that traumatic for me?' A pause settled over her thoughts. 'How weak is my mind...?'

Her expression remained stoic, 'Or was it because I was extremely happy I successfully mind-wiped someone? I mean, that also counts as a powerful emotional reaction, right?' She deactivated the sharingan and activated it once more, 'But am I the kind of psycho that would get rock solid from mind-wiping someone?' She dismissed the thought. 'No, wait, I thought you get more tomoe simply by using the eyes, not through emotions... Or is it both?'

'...Am I losing memories?' She blinked. 'No, I'm gaining them, like how I remembered League of Legends classes just now. My spiritual sea is giving me more memories from my past life, so I'm probably just confused. However,'

Wong Yazhu tried to force herself not to smile, but the corner of her mouth twitched upwards. 'I now have Izanagi and Izanami!"

"HAHAHA!" She laughed. 'Although I can't use them without losing one eye, with Izanagi, I basically have three lives now!'

"You're quite excited about this, so what's the difference?" Yun Ho asked.

Wong Yazhu nodded eagerly. "When I first got the eyes, it was only one tomoe," she said, looking down at the mirror. "Then, when I reached two, all the abilities of the eyes improved."

"Now it's three." Her grin widened as she looked back up at him. "My illusions, and all the other eye abilities, are more potent."

"Really?" Yun Ho's lips curled into a half-smile. "Show me."

Wong Yazhu raised two fingers, then pointed off to the side.

Yun Ho turned his head, following her gesture. His eyes widened when he saw Wong Yazhu casually sitting on another chair, her arms crossed, watching him intently.

"I've been sitting here since the maid handed me the hand mirror," she said with a playful smile. "You've been talking to air."

Yun Ho blinked in confusion, his gaze shifting toward the maid, who was dusting a nearby shelf. She glanced over at him, her expression filled with uncertainty, as if questioning his sanity.

Turning back to Wong Yazhu, Yun Ho's confusion deepened. The chair was empty, she was gone again. Then her voice cut through the air, "There's a wolf coming into the pig pen." It echoed around him, "You're the only pig left, and the wolf is seconds away from breaking through the gates."

Yun Ho blinked, and suddenly, everything shifted. He found himself standing in a pig pen, the moon casting a cold light over the darkened farm, with the air was heavy with the earthy smell of soil. He glanced down, only to realize his feet had turned into pig hooves.

'What the...?'

A low, menacing growl reached his ears. Looking up, he saw a massive wolf, its yellow eyes glowing in the night, gnawing at the wooden gate of the pen. Splinters flew as the beast tore through the gate with terrifying speed.

'Interesting.' Yun Ho looked around. The air, the soil beneath his hooves, the smells—it all felt real. 'Terrifyingly real.'

He snapped his gaze back to the wolf, but it was no longer at the gate. Instead, it loomed directly over him, saliva dripping heavily from its fangs.

'...' He looked up at the wolf as it opened its maw, sharp fangs glinting in the light as it went for a bite. He could easily leave this illusion if he wanted to. There was a 2 major rank difference between himself and Wong Yazhu, and with a simple release of his soul power, this illusion should crumble as simple as kicking over a sand castle.

However, he wanted to know what it would feel like to get bitten by the wolf. How realistic would the pain be?

Just as the wolf was about to bite him, everything shattered like glass.

The farm disappeared, and he was back in the room with Wong Yazhu returning to her seat on the desk across from him. It seems like he had actually been talking to air, however, when he glanced toward the maid, she was gone—she had never existed.

"Dangerous," Yun Ho muttered under his breath. "I doubt a spirit master would be able to break out of it so easily.

"Na, it's easy," Wong Yazhu noded.

"I know it can be broken by disrupting your soul power flow?" Wong Yazhu blinked in surprise, and noticed his expression, he explained. "Most illusions are broken that way. Though, out of the three I have experienced in my life, yours is by far the most realistic."

He shook his head, "But that's not the point." He tapped his temple, "If you were to cast subtle illusions, like the one you did with that maid," He gestured at the shelf, "A master wouldn't notice they're in an illusion. Hell, I didn't even notice it until you said something."

"Well, because your guard was down." Wong Yazhu pointed out, "I doubt I would be able to put you under that kind of subtle illusion anymore."

"That's true, but we're talking about spirit masters not elders." He paused, "The only weakness is the eye-contact requirement." He continued, "Your eyes seem to evolve without needing to acquire a ring, so they might evolve more when you get your second ring. Maybe then you wouldn't require eye contact to activate the illusion."

"Let's hope," Wong Yazhu replied, looking down at the book. 'I pray I won't need trauma to unlock the Mangekyō... I wonder what it will be?'

Yun Ho nodded thoughtfully. "For the next week, your only task will be to master that cultivation technique." He pushed the five other manuals on the table. "You can look over these if you decide to change your mind."

He turned to walk away. "I need to look for a martial art that'll fit you." Without another glance, he exited the room.

It didn't take Wong Yazhu long to comprehend the cultivation manual Yun Ho had left, only about ten minutes. However, she noticed one thing in particular;

'This is trash!' She shocked her head. 'Okay, not really trash. I'm being dramatic,'

She placed the book down. 'Let's just do one circle and decide.'

Wong Yazhu crossed her legs on the chair and closed her eyes. She took a deep, steadying breath, feeling the flow of energy through her body as she began the cultivation cycle.

Suddenly, her eyes snapped open. She lurched out of her seat, rushing to a nearby trash can, and she vomited. Using the cultivation method was like eating normal food your whole life and then suddenly deciding to taste shit!

It was genuinely TRASH!

"Tang San is the protagonist for a reason." She made her way to the bathroom. "This random cultivation method stands no chance of being better than the Tang Sect's, but I think my body overreacted. Throwing up is crazy."

Standing over the sink, she rinsed her mouth and washed her hands. 'Though I don't really have anything to compare it to, since Yun Ho uses it, it must be the best a noble like him can get his hands on.' She stepped out of the bathroom. 'So, I guess this cultivation method isn't terrible for this world's term.'

Meaning, the TSCM was undoubtedly one of the best in the world, but that doesn't mean these methods are completely useless.

She sat down on the desk. "Let's see if I'm right." She grabbed the five other manuals and began reading through them with lightning speed.

An hour later, she nodded, satisfied. The Tang San Cultivation Method requires 20 main meridians and about 95% of the body's sub-meridians, using more than nine times the number of meridians used in the other six cultivation methods.

However, these five techniques?

"Combined, they use that remaining 5% of sub-meridians during their circulation that the TSCM don't use." She grinned. "If I can incorporate how these techniques use that remaining 5% into the Tang Sect's circulation, I could potentially create an 'ultimate' cultivation method that uses 100% of the body's meridians!"

If that's not the pinnacle of cultivation technique, she doesn't know what is.

This entire week was for her to master one of the six cultivation techniques, but she already 'mastered' them all in an hour. So, during the next following days, she will try to map out the perfect cultivation technique.

Its name?

The Ōtsutsuki Cultivation Method!

"I am unoriginal, but who cares." And all this won't be possible without the Sharingan. 'Last time I checked, it allowed me to stretch 17 subjective seconds into every 1 real second... but now?'

A quick test revealed the answer. It's 20 subjective seconds for every 1 real second. However, for some reason, it feels like this is the maximum time dilation she can get with the three tomoe. Even if she absorbed her second ring, she felt like it wouldn't change.

A shrug followed. "Oh well, I don't mind." The reason was simple. With the sharingan active, she felt like it could perfectly perceive something moving over mach 3 even if it was a few meters in front of her.

Why be able to notice something moving that fast if she couldn't react to it? "Welp," She cracked her neck, "Time to grind!"

From that day, she continued working on this cultivation method in her room. At the beginning, she could hold the 20-second dilation for seven minutes; any longer, and she'll suffer mental exhaustion. After that, it will take 23 minutes to fully recharge her soul power—shorter to recover from her mental strain, but she decided to only use the sharingan again after all her soul power has been recovered.

Six hours a day were spent in closed-eye cultivation, and three hours on mundane things like eating and showering. With 'simple' math, she had around 15 real hours a day to study. But under the Sharingan's time dilation, that translates to 108 subjective hours per day... which means around 4.5 days of study crammed into 15 hours.

The week she was given came out to be equal to about a month of subjective time.

A month of study yet she only managed to effectively map 2 of the six cultivation techniques into the TSCM.

However, it was becoming easier, so she asked for one month just for cultivating to see how fast she could progress. Yun Ho didn't mind, and he was also curious about this fact, so he allowed her one month of 'free time,' and this month was increased to 6 months.

How was it six months instead of four months?

Over the course of the month, her mental strength had grown to the point where she could hold the 20-second time dilation of her Sharingan until her soul power ran dry. That alone had been a massive breakthrough, but paired with the soul power regeneration potions she had managed to acquire from Wong Tengfei, the four months of subjective study stretched to six.

To make the time dilation last even longer, she chose to stay in her room, as seeing something move during a time-dilated state consumed more soul and mental power. If she were in an actual battle or in a crowded place, holding the Sharingan's dilation for even a minute before mental exhaustion would be impressive.

So, in her room, after seven months of work, she finally pieced together the cultivation technique that incorporated 100% of the body's meridians.

She sighed deeply into her palm, mumbling to herself, "Seven months." Even though she knew that in the real world, only one month had passed, during the month, it felt like each day stretched forever. It was thought she was living in a bubble where time barely moved for anyone but her.

She felt... detached from the world somehow.

Seven months is not a timeframe to scoff at.

She pushed the thoughts to the back of her mind, brushing her hair out of her face with a slight grimace. "I need to cut this shit," she mumbled, getting up from her bed.

The room was dimly lit by moonlight spilling through the windows, and she glanced over to see Wong Tengfei sleeping on the bed. An existence she had long learned to ignore. At least he didn't hug her in his sleep anymore, so it was more like two bros sharing a bed during a sleepover.

Sighing once more, Wong Yazhu stumbled forward, feeling the stiff, awkward weight in her legs. Having not used her legs for about three days of subjective time, her body felt sluggish and unsteady. The sensation of blood rushing back into her limbs was almost scary, but she was already used to this sensation and it didn't take her long to adjust.

Picking up the book she had written everything in, she scanned it with her Sharingan's Eye of Insight and then moved toward the fireplace in her room. Without hesitation, she tossed the book into the flames, watching as it curled and blackened.

The cultivation technique was only for her mind.

With that done, Wong Yazhu left the room, entering Yun Ho's room and passing him as he cultivated at the bottom of the pool like always. Reaching the backyard, she headed to the spot she used every night for the Rinne Sharingan Preparation Technique, never once missing it. Settling into her usual position, she decided to run one circle of her newly completed cultivation method.

Wong Yazhu closed her eyes, crossing her legs in the grass, and began the circulation. The energy flowed through her, slow but deliberate, mapping out the full route of her meridians. Soon, she completed the first circle, she relaxed, a strange freshness flooding through her limbs.

'This new method…' Though a circle takes longer to complete than the TSCT, it's 'smoother' and the results are better. Her body felt light—almost too light, like she was on drugs. "I might get addicted to cultivating at this rate," she laughed, nodding to herself. All those months weren't for nothing.

Suddenly, her nose picked up an odd scent, causing her to pause, and she glanced around before finally looking down at herself.

"..." She stared at the black, gooey substance seeping from her forearms. "Impurities?" She raised her arms, looking at it. She had read about impurities in cultivation novels, but not once had she heard of them in this world.

A grin broke across her face. "Oh, I guess this method is better than I thought!"

She wanted to immediately do as much circle as she could to get rid of all the impurities, however Yun Ho will 100% catch her. He knew she came out here each night to cultivate, and she just lied that she received a bit more energy from the moon, never once mentioning the RSPT, so he thought nothing much about it.

However, if she did manage to remove all her impurities, it would most definitely stink up this place, enough to draw the fat man's attention, forcing her to spill the beans.

"But there is no way I can get rid of them without him finding out, is there?" She could do it in the bath, but colligation would occur. "Unless I do it during the span of a few days to weeks."

Ah, to do or not to do.

'I mean, Yun Ho is a cool guy, so I am leaning towards letting him know, but then again...' She sighed, 'I guess I'll...'