If the Wind True Intent is compared to a ball of yarn, what Shi Xiaole currently needs is the loose end.
As long as he can find that end amidst the chaotic mess of yarn, he can follow it to unravel everything, making comprehension of the Wind True Intent foreseeable.
Suffering from severe headaches, Shi Xiaole had to stop, but his thoughts continued to churn, desperately searching for a breakthrough.
For the last two months, he only slept for one 2-hour period each day, dedicating all his other time to contemplation and constantly pushing himself.
It could be said, the amount of mental effort expended in these two months was almost equivalent to years of an average person's cognitive energy.
Superb comprehension abilities, incredible mental strength, coupled with unstoppable will, transformed his mind into a blade, relentlessly stabbing at the invisible barriers.
A gentle breeze blew as if a lover's hand caressed his cheek.
