I Have An Infinite Cultivation Resource
Chapter 53: Genius
Lu You had no idea what had happened with Senior Sister Zeng Yan. At the moment, he was being pestered by Lu Xiao'e. He tried several ways to get rid of her, but since Lu Xiao'e was stronger than him, he couldn't drive her out of the house no matter what he tried.
"Alright, alright. Just demonstrate a set of sword techniques. Today I'll let you see the gap between you and a genius. Honestly, you don't understand a good person's intentions—I'm simply afraid of discouraging you."
Lu You sighed helplessly and simply sat down cross-legged, as if smashing a broken jar and giving up.
Lu Xiao'e giggled.
"Since the day I started learning swordsmanship, I've never met an opponent. If you really manage to discourage me, I'll definitely thank you properly."
After speaking, Lu Xiao'e's skirt fluttered as her long sword danced in her hand. Inside Lu You's bedroom, her graceful figure began to blur into afterimages. Gradually, Lu Xiao'e seemed to fill the entire room—Lu Xiao'e everywhere, and her sword everywhere in the sky.
It was a Sword Dance.
Lu You's eyes widened instantly. He hadn't expected Lu Xiao'e to actually bring out something with such high value to teach him. Evil Eye immediately began working as well. Inside the Cauldron of Cornucopia, cultivation source blood flowed endlessly, recording every detail.
If Zeng Yan's sword dance emphasized foundation and the restraint of killing intent, then Lu Xiao'e's sword dance trained speed and unpredictable angles of attack.
Lu You couldn't help wondering why someone with such powerful swordsmanship would hide in the Deep Literary Pavilion studying talismans.
But the countless shadows of Lu Xiao'e before him already made his eyes struggle to keep up. He had no time to think further.
"So, did you learn it?"
When the dance ended, Lu Xiao'e stopped her sword. The graceful figure and beautiful sword posture vanished instantly, leaving only a smiling girl leaning toward Lu You with narrowed eyes, clearly showing off.
Lu You was still dazed by the sword dance he had just seen. His eyes slowly focused on Lu Xiao'e.
Their gazes met.
Both of their eyes looked calm—but behind that calm, each had their own schemes.
Lu Xiao'e: Let's see how this doesn't stump you.
Lu You: Did you record it?
Evil Eye: In high definition. Go ahead.
With the Evil Eye backing him up, Lu You was full of confidence. He smiled at Lu Xiao'e.
"I understood a little bit, but I still need a moment of enlightenment. Allow me to think it over."
After saying that, Lu You kept his cross-legged posture and closed his eyes. On the surface, he instantly appeared to enter meditation. In reality, his consciousness had already entered the Blood Shadow space.
Inside the Blood Shadow space, Lu Xiao'e's shadow had long been prepared. As soon as Lu You entered, it immediately began dancing gracefully—the exact same movements Lu Xiao'e had just performed.
Lu You picked up a sword and began learning alongside the shadow.
This sword dance combined movement techniques and sword skills, multiplying the difficulty several times over. If he had to figure it out himself, it might take years just to get started.
But the advantage of the Blood Shadow was that it could replay everything frame by frame, even replicating the fluctuations of spiritual energy. This kind of teaching—where he could see it, feel it, and even touch it—was more effective than instruction from a master.
This time, Lu You didn't need to defeat the shadow. He only needed to imitate the sword technique. After the shadow repeated it a few hundred times, Lu You grasped the rudimentary form of the sword dance.
"Hey, you're not pretending to sleep, are you? You can't stall for time."
After waiting about an hour, Lu Xiao'e grew impatient and kept shaking Lu You's arm.
Even with Lu Xiao'e's talent, she had needed half a month to learn this sword dance. She refused to believe Lu You could close his eyes, watch it once, and grasp its essence.
"Sword—come."
Lu You shook off Lu Xiao'e's hand, flipped to his feet, and pulled out Lu Xiao'e's long sword. With practiced ease, he spun a sword flourish.
"The time was short, and this one's comprehension remains shallow. I shall attempt a demonstration."
One hour. One hundred repetitions.
Lu You still hadn't grasped the essence, but imitating the movements was already possible.
In the next moment, Lu You's figure filled the room with afterimages.
It was the same sword dance, yet when Lu Xiao'e performed it, it appeared graceful and enchanting. When Lu You performed it, it carried a sense of free-spirited elegance and unrestrained flair.
Did he really understand it?
He memorized all the movements after seeing it just once?
Could he actually be a genius?
Lu Xiao'e was shocked inside, but she widened her eyes and complained loudly:
"What the heck! You're just copying the empty form. Anyone from a street performance troupe could learn that! And 'this one,' my foot! Who are you pretending to be all mature with in front of me, huh?"
Lu You gave the foul-mouthed Lu Xiao'e a speechless glance. He didn't bother arguing. Instead, he simply hugged the sword and sat cross-legged again, returning once more to the Blood Shadow space.
This time he sat for another hour.
When Lu You opened his eyes, Lu Xiao'e was squatting directly in front of him, staring at him with her big eyes.
"You had another realization?"
Lu You didn't reply. He stood up, lifted the sword, and his figure flickered into motion. In an instant, the entire room was filled with Lu You's afterimages and the shadows of his sword.
After finishing the sword dance, Lu You didn't even wait for Lu Xiao'e's evaluation. He immediately sat down cross-legged again and entered meditation, forcing all the sarcastic remarks Lu Xiao'e had prepared back down her throat.
Lu Xiao'e: !
Seeing Lu You's extremely serious expression, Lu Xiao'e actually believed he had entered a state of sudden enlightenment and didn't dare disturb him.
What the heck? A mere Qi Refining cultivator suddenly attaining enlightenment? Since when did cultivation become this easy?
Lu Xiao'e stomped her feet in jealousy, but subconsciously stayed nearby, no longer disturbing him.
Another hour passed quickly.
Lu You still hadn't opened his eyes. Lu Xiao'e swallowed back another wave of complaints.
Two hours passed.
Lu You was still meditating.
Lu Xiao'e couldn't keep squatting anymore. Rubbing her calves and slender waist while groaning in discomfort, she climbed onto a chair.
This Lu You really doesn't follow any pattern…
Earlier he opened his eyes after one hour, but this time he suddenly changed.
Three hours passed.
Four hours passed.
Lu Xiao'e stretched her arms across the table, resting her cheek on them. While muttering curses about Lu You, she eventually became sleepy from waiting and drifted into a half-asleep daze.
Suddenly, a knock came from outside the courtyard gate.
Lu Xiao'e yawned.
"Hey, Lu You, go open the door…"
She called several times before realizing that Lu You was still meditating.
"Seriously? How long has it been already?"
Lu Xiao'e looked Lu You up and down. Only after confirming he really had entered some strange state—and wasn't pretending—did she reluctantly head downstairs to open the door.
Creak
Lu Xiao'e rubbed her sore waist as she opened the door.
Outside stood Zhou Lei, the chubby cultivator who had come to deliver a letter. When he saw that Lu Xiao'e was the one opening the door, he froze for a moment.
"Fat— Senior Brother Zhou… what is it?" Lu Xiao'e asked lazily, almost accidentally calling him by his nickname "Fat Zhou."
Zhou Lei's face darkened. But remembering that this girl was one of his big clients, he swallowed his anger. Although he charged outrageous prices, he was known for his service and never neglected his customers.
"Is Junior Brother Lu here?"
Zhou Lei leaned forward and glanced into the courtyard. Of the two small buildings inside, only Lu You's room door was open, while Lu Xiao'e's door was closed.
Noticing that detail, Zhou Lei's pupils shrank slightly.
"Oh, him? He hasn't woken up yet."
Thinking about how she had waited nearly five hours for Lu You, Lu Xiao'e couldn't help grinding her teeth while rubbing her sore waist again.
"…"
Zhou Lei's pupils shrank even further. His already small eyes nearly disappeared altogether.
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