Jiang Ke’er knew that everything she possessed came from the accumulated efforts of her ancestors, generation after generation—whether it was the System or the knowledge from her previous life.
As an inheritor, her duty was not only to learn and carry forward these legacies but to build upon them and create something truly her own.
Jiang Ke’er summoned the System interface and opened the cultivation interface she hadn’t accessed in a long time.
She invested Orthodox Points and entered the Stellar Transdimensional Cultivation Ground.
She had been too busy until now; despite having had the System for quite some time, this was the first time she was carefully studying the built-in cultivation space.
The last time she entered was just to extract the Storm Four Forms.
Upon entry, Jiang Ke’er appeared once again in this small space of a few hundred square meters, surrounded by eight gates of different colors.
She casually approached one gate and saw the words written beside it: [Level 8 Cultivation Space, Current Realm Prohibited].
With no other choice, she turned to the other gates.
Seven gates in a row all displayed the same message: insufficient realm, entry prohibited.
Finally, at the last gate, a white door, she was allowed entry.
[Level 1 Cultivation Space – Three Talents Stage Entry Allowed.]
Only Level 1 for Three Talents Stage? Looks like her timing was just right; even if she had come before, she wouldn’t have been able to enter.
Feeling relieved, Jiang Ke’er stepped through the glowing gate.
The surroundings changed instantly, and she found herself standing on a fighting arena.
[Level 1 Cultivation Space – Size: Half-Plane – Time Ratio: Real 1 : Cultivation Space 10]
She could actually control the flow of time?!
One day in reality equaled ten days in the cultivation space, and this was only a Level 1 Cultivation Space!
This was insanely powerful!
[Please select sparring difficulty: Beginner-Weak Phantom, Intermediate-Non-cultivator Phantom, Advanced-Yiyuan Realm Phantom.]
Seeing the sparring difficulty options, Jiang Ke’er smiled.
Clearly, these phantoms were like sparring dummies meant for practicing combat, and even the highest level was only a Yiyuan Realm phantom… it probably wouldn’t last a single strike from her.
Without hesitation, Jiang Ke’er chose the Advanced-Yiyuan Realm Phantom for sparring.
The radiant glow of data runes gathered before her, forming the shape of a woman.
Jiang Ke’er had expected a phantom that would attack her, but instead, a very beautiful woman appeared, exuding a warm, maternal aura.
She felt a little reluctant to strike.
“Nice to meet you. My name is Suyaya,” the woman smiled gently at Jiang Ke’er. “From today on, I will be in charge of your Combat Skill Training Course.”
Her voice was somewhat mechanical, clearly the tone of an emotionless phantom.
Jiang Ke’er was about to say something, but the woman proceeded according to her programming: “Strength adjusted to Yiyuan Realm. Please defeat me.”
With that, the woman grasped a plain dagger and slowly approached Jiang Ke’er.
“?”
Sister, you’re just strolling over like that—do you want to be a punching bag?
Jiang Ke’er hesitated to strike, merely raising her sword in defense.
The woman came right up to her and slowly raised the dagger, slashing toward Jiang Ke’er’s throat.
Now there was no ignoring this.
Jiang Ke’er quickly swung her sword to block and clash with the dagger…
“Shh—”
Jiang Ke’er was stunned, clutching her slit throat as she collapsed.
[Critical Hit! Training Failed!]
A flash of white light shimmered, and Jiang Ke’er felt her body gradually healing.
The Advanced-Yiyuan Realm sparring phantom named Suyaya was teleported back to her starting position, dagger in hand, and slowly approached her again.
This made no sense! She had clearly just clashed the dagger away…
Suyaya was only at the Yiyuan Realm; her speed shouldn’t have been faster than Jiang Ke’er’s. That meant the phantom was swiftly changing tactics—completely outclassing her in technique?
Jiang Ke’er decided to observe more carefully this time.
The dagger slashed again at her throat; she raised her sword to block, this time fully focused on the phantom’s moves.
“Shh—”
A light sound rang out as Jiang Ke’er collapsed once more, clutching her throat.
This was maddening!
Jiang Ke’er widened her eyes.
It was the first time she’d felt such despair.
The phantom’s speed was clearly much slower, yet no matter how she blocked, she couldn’t stop the dagger! Even when she did, the phantom’s light jab would instantly numb her wrist and rob her of control…
She understood what this was—it was the Path of Technique! She had always used such techniques to overwhelm others, but now she was being completely outmatched by a Yiyuan Realm training phantom!
[System Prompt: It is recommended the Host begin challenges from “Beginner-Weak Phantom” and not aim too high.]
No! I refuse to believe that!
Jiang Ke’er felt frustrated. She was the stubborn type who always challenged opponents above her level; how could she accept being outclassed?
She resolved to get back up from where she fell. She stuck with her defensive approach, determined to break through the phantom’s fatal dagger technique.
One whole day passed like this.
“Ahhh—”
Jiang Ke’er scratched her head in frustration, transforming back into white light to revive.
[…Prompt: Once again, it is advised the Host not aim too high and start from “Beginner-Weak Phantom”…]
“Shut up!”
Today, Jiang Ke’er was going to go head-to-head with you, Suyaya!
If I can’t beat a phantom two realms below me, how can I bully the weaker ones and steamroll through them with my cultivation? No shame at all!
Unbeknownst to Jiang Ke’er, her stubbornness actually brought an unexpected benefit.
Her mind, in constant high-intensity thought, was gradually entering a rare state of deep focus and study.
After being defeated all day, it was not without gains—at least now she wouldn’t have her sword knocked away in one hit, and she could extend the sparring to two rounds.
It was like having found the first clue to solve a difficult problem.
Though she had many other options—ones that could trade a life for a life—Jiang Ke’er refused to resort to them. She felt that would demean her own character.
She was determined to thoroughly break down the technique, rising from each fall. That was her style.
Gradually, her mind became clearer.
The Houtu Divine Sense stirred more actively, nourishing her brain and expanding the limits of her thinking ability.
“Ding ding ding—”
Three instant sounds rang out, meaning the battle had extended to the third round.
“Ugh—”
Seizing the moment, Jiang Ke’er swung a horizontal slash, but to her surprise, the phantom dodged as if foreseeing the strike.
The dagger lunged forward again, locking onto Jiang Ke’er’s throat!
Her eyes went blank as she instinctively leaned back, narrowly avoiding the stab by a hair’s breadth.
She followed through with a backward flip and an upward kick aimed at the phantom in midair.
The phantom finally shifted tactics. The dagger didn’t counterattack; instead, it flipped along her leg, instantly cutting the tendons clean off.
Her right leg lost all mobility, and the femoral artery sprayed fresh blood with a hiss.
Gritting her teeth and enduring the pain, Jiang Ke’er braced herself. With no retreat, she hurled her sword fiercely toward the phantom’s chest!
She thought the strike would kill or at least severely injure her opponent, but something strange happened.
The phantom also threw out the dagger! The clash between the dagger and sword was uneven—clearly the sword was heavier—but the dagger took advantage of its lightness, lightly bouncing off and changing direction.
Then, with pinpoint precision, it pierced Jiang Ke’er’s throat!
Jiang Ke’er stared in disbelief as her own sword was deflected by that exquisite force.
The phantom tilted her head slightly and dodged the counterattack, only receiving a shallow cut on her shoulder.
“You can play like that?!”
What kind of monster is this?!