Exploring Immortality Cultivation-Chapter 389 - 141 Constructive Algorithm

Wang Qi let out a light cry, and his long sword transformed into myriad shadows, overlapping layers upon layers, without the rushing Sword Qi, without the peerless mighty force. The swordsmanship being performed could only be—Compatibility.

One of the supreme achievements derived from Set Theory in Mathematics.

For a moment, the wind ceased, and the clouds congealed. Between Heaven and Earth, it seemed as if only this exquisitely beautiful Sword Light was real.

Confronted by this magnificent onslaught of Sword Skills, Wang Qi's opponent screamed out in surprise, expending a great deal of energy. His Sword Qi surged, morphing into a cyan flood. The formidable Sword Qi, upon contact with the flawless Sword Net, was like a flood peak meeting a dam; the seemingly irresistible floodwaters appeared minute and perilously frail against the dam, yet in a hastily drawn battle, it could not break through.

Unfortunately, the dam's foundation was too shallow, and this kind of stalemate was unsustainable. After a brief moment of forceful confrontation, Wang Qi felt his arm grow numb, and his long sword flew from his grasp.

Wang Qi didn't look at the long sword that had landed behind him; instead, he shook his head with a sigh, "History is always strikingly similar. This Senior Brother, whose name I can't even remember, I've lost count of how many have fallen to me for the same reason."

The nameless True Inheritor of Wanfa Sect who had been nearly mocked turned pale with anger upon hearing these words, but he clenched his teeth and endured it.

For a Foundation Establishment Disciple to have to use most of his Cultivation to fend off an attack from a Qi Cultivation Disciple during a spar was indeed hard to hear!

Even though the latter was a legendary genius.

A month had passed since the first batch of Wanfa Sect disciples suffered their thousand-mile journey to deliver their heads. Now winter had set in, the weather was gradually cooling down, days were getting shorter, and nights longer.

In a blink, Wang Qi had already spent three months in the Divine Capital.

Over this month, Wang Qi's life had settled into a routine. He would wake up at seven in the morning, arrive at Chen Feng's place by eight to work, and casually hand over Zhen Chan to Chen Feng. Wang Qi would generally spend his mornings processing data, turning Chen Feng's messy experimental data into curves and charts that normal people could understand. Zhen Chan would probably be questioned by Chen Feng for about two hours, mostly about how the state of a Residual Soul affected thinking, whether memories disappeared with the fragmentation of the soul, and how much was lost. Sometimes, he would also be given some special Secret Techniques to experiment with to see if they ran smoothly and whether there was any impact on thinking after the soul's recovery.

At noon, Wang Qi would retrieve his Ring, then have a simple meal—usually ordered by Chen Youjia from a restaurant and delivered by a Flying Sword. In the afternoon, he would continue to process data and help Chen Youjia analyze some problems in the field of statistics.

In Wang Qi's view, Chen Youjia's progress was definitely fast. Unfortunately, the development of Shenzhou Probability Theory lagged behind, and without breakthroughs, it was difficult for Youjia to achieve in this domain.

After finishing his day's work, Wang Qi would use Chen Feng's calculator to receive instructions from Feng Luoyi. Feng Luoyi was indeed not very good at teaching disciples; she used force-feeding education, stuffing a vast amount of the latest theories and Magic into Wang Qi's head.

Luckily, Wang Qi had a rich accumulation from his past life; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to comprehend Feng Luoyi's enormously broad ideas.

After receiving Feng Luoyi's pointers, Wang Qi would purely compete with Chen Youjia in swordsmanship. Having approached logic with a fresh perspective and re-understood Mathematics, Wang Qi had essentially developed his own style in the field of swordsmanship. Chen Youjia had been instructed by the Great Grandmaster Chen Jingyun since childhood, and his swordsmanship was also top-notch. In this duel, both felt they had much to gain.

In the evening, Wang Qi would meditate for a while, then practice the Soul Forging Technique given to him by Chen Feng. For him, a Qi Cultivation Cultivator, the accumulation of Mana wasn't important; it was mostly left to accumulate naturally. What was more crucial was the understanding of mental methods, the mastery of theory. Additionally, at this stage, it was important to master one or two Divine Skills or high-end Spells and Martial Skills.

The best diversion in his monotonous days was beating up the fellow disciples who presented themselves at his doorstep. Under Feng Luoyi's decision, Wang Qi decisively embarked on the path of imperiously making a fool of his disciples, thrashing a Wanfa Sect disciple every three or five days.

The defeat of Suo Wenhong, the True Inheritor of Wanfa Sect, didn't raise much alarm. First, Suo Wenhong wasn't prominent among the many True Inheritors of Wanfa Sect; second, he wasn't accustomed to fighting under the condition of using only half his Mana; and last, the likelihood of Suo Wenhong underestimating the enemy wasn't small. Due to these three factors, there was no shortage of Wanfa Sect disciples who came to challenge Wang Qi.

Those people not only failed to defeat Wang Qi but actually contributed to his current reputation.

Watching his fleeing fellow disciples, Wang Qi mockingly sighed, "The act of one person spending time to challenge another to show off oneself, I've never been able to understand. Maybe it's because I'm too awesome, not needing the contrast of the weak..."

"You were clearly very happy when you were mocking others just now," Zhen Chan timely retorted with sarcasm, "If all boasting and exaggeration could become reality, you would have transcended this world and become the Supreme of the Immortal Realm by now."

After sending off this group of fellow disciples, Wang Qi leisurely made his way toward the Divine Capital City, returning to Chen Feng's courtyard just in time for dinner. The task of imperial arrogance and suppressing fellow disciples felt quite momentous the first time he did it, necessitating a serious attitude to complete the task, but after doing similar things many times, it naturally felt "just like that." After all, losing didn't put him in danger; he could consider it a pre-dinner exercise or post-meal digestion.

After dinner, Wang Qi entered the Ten Thousand Immortals Illusion Realm once again. His contact book now had an unremarkable mark labeled "Anon." Activating this mark would send him before Feng Luoyi.

Seeing Wang Qi's playful smile, Feng Luoyi asked, "Did you win today's competition?"

"Mhm."

Upon receiving Wang Qi's affirmative answer, Feng Luoyi responded with a faint "Oh." He had been instructing Wang Qi for nearly a month, and nobody knew Wang Qi's true level better than he, so naturally, he didn't think Wang Qi would lose.

Noticing something different in Elder Feng's expression, Wang Qi inquired, "Teacher Feng, is there some special training today?"

Feng Luoyi shook her head, "No, take a look at this."

The paper Feng Luoyi handed to Wang Qi was titled "On Constructive Computation."

Author: Wanfa Sect, Pang Jialai.

A tremor went through Wang Qi's heart; he quickly realized that this was the Mathematics Lord's true counterstrike.

He disdained to nitpick and disdained to follow the enemy's line of thought. He simply took a step of his own. And this step just happened to hit the vital spot of the Master of Calculation and the Geting school.

"Constructive algorithms, huh... They've actually come out," Wang Qi murmured. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it on qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.) freewёbn૦νeɭ.com