When the twelfth second passed, the rice-grain-sized droplet trembled slightly, then dissipated, transforming back into the formless Power of Heart Image and returning to his sea of consciousness.
The first attempt was over.
He didn't pause, immediately beginning the second.
Compression, condensation, maintenance, dissipation.
And again.
A third time, a fourth, a fifth...
Each complete cycle was judged by the Martial Arts Diligence Record as one session of "effective Cultivation."
Xu Wuyi was completely immersed in his Cultivation. When he completed the one-hundredth Compression, a familiar, cool torrent once again swept through his consciousness.
[Effective Cultivation sessions today have reached one hundred. You have gained one "Enlightenment".]
All the details from the past hundred Cultivation sessions surfaced, collided, and reassembled.
Many key points that would have originally required repeated trial and error to grasp were now suddenly clear.
