From then on, a new, fixed task was added to Xu Wuyi’s routine: revising and perfecting his lesson plan.
Every morning, he would cultivate in the Cultivation Room for two hours, performing Refinement on his Heart Image and consolidating his foundation. In the afternoon, he would take his personal terminal to the second-floor study and continue to scrutinize the document on the virtual screen.
At first, he thought the lesson plan was already sufficiently polished, but when he truly settled down and read it over and over, he still discovered quite a few problems.
In some places, the theoretical explanations were too abstract and lacked concrete examples. Some of the interactive questions weren’t designed precisely enough and might confuse the students. Furthermore, the logical flow connecting some of the key concepts could be smoother.
Xu Wuyi did not rush things.
He understood that teaching was not combat. You couldn’t solve problems with Explosive Power; it required patience and meticulous attention to detail.
The next day, Xu Wuyi sent the revised lesson plan to Chen Mo, treating him as the first student. He asked him to point out any parts that were unclear.
The result was somewhat surprising. Chen Mo found his explanations clear, but many of the abstract concepts that Xu Wuyi understood with ease were difficult for him to grasp.
Xu Wuyi fell silent for a few seconds after hearing this.
Chen Mo was thirty-two years old with a Life Energy Level of 34. He was considered a mid-level officer in the Dongjiang Battle Group, but he was still a ways off from even forming a Heart Image Prototype, let alone reaching the Innate Realm.
His talent was not top-tier. The only reason he’d made it this far was through hard-earned military merits and surviving one life-or-death battle after another.
Martial Artists like him made up the majority in the Federation.
And among the students Xu Wuyi would be teaching, the vast majority would one day become part of that "majority" as well.
They might not have top-tier talent, abundant resources, or legendary opportunities, but they were still striving to advance, still searching for their own paths.
Xu Wuyi suddenly felt that this course might be more meaningful than he had ever imagined.
Over the next few days, Xu Wuyi meticulously polished every section of the lesson plan.
For the third section, "The Role of the Visualization Method," he had originally planned to just briefly introduce a few different approaches. But after some deep thought, he decided to add an important reminder:
"A Visualization Method is a tool, not the end goal. When choosing or creating one, you must ensure it aligns with your own path. If you find a particular method feels awkward or difficult to get into, don’t force it. That may mean it isn’t right for you."
"Everyone has their own unique ’frequency.’ Finding a Visualization Method that resonates with yours will make your efforts far more effective."
To illustrate this point, he added two cautionary tales:
One was about a certain Martial Artist who forced himself to cultivate the Great Sun Technique, a method completely at odds with his personality. As a result, his Heart and Spirit grew turbulent during Visualization, nearly causing spiritual damage.
The other was about a Martial Artist who blindly pursued a High-Tier Visualization Method, neglecting his own foundation, and ultimately found his efforts largely wasted.
The cases were anonymized, but the core lesson was crystal clear.
Xu Wuyi spent a long time thinking about the fourth section, "Refinement Through Real Combat."
Having personally experienced countless life-or-death struggles, he knew full well the effect that real combat had on the Refinement of a Heart Image. And it had to be real-world combat, not just on the Battle Network.
No matter how realistic the Battle Network’s simulations were, they could never replicate the feeling of being on the razor’s edge between life and death. Naturally, they couldn’t stir one’s spirit.
But as a teacher, he couldn’t encourage his students to take such risks.
In the end, he wrote:
"After a Heart Image Prototype is formed, it must be tested and adjusted under pressure. This pressure can come from real combat, high-intensity training, pushing past your limits, or even sparring with high-level peers."
"The key is to proactively place yourself in ’slightly challenging, yet controllable’ situations. Observe your Heart Image’s reaction, identify its flaws, and then make targeted improvements."
"Remember: Refining a Heart Image is not about destroying it. It is about making it more resilient and adaptable to all kinds of environments, all while protecting its core."
After writing this section, Xu Wuyi recalled his battle in the N-33 Star Domain.
Forcibly merging the two Rules of "Gravity" and "Incineration" had nearly caused his Heart Image’s structure to collapse. But he had ultimately pulled through, thanks to his incredibly solid foundation and a desperate burst of power at the moment of life and death.
That kind of experience could not be replicated, nor should it be encouraged.
He deleted a few phrases that might encourage reckless impulses, making the overall tone of the section more prudent.
「The 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, the Little New Year.」
Mrs. Xu was busy from the crack of dawn, preparing malt candy and pastries for the Kitchen God offering.
Meanwhile, Father Xu had Xu Wuyi help him put up a new portrait of the Kitchen God. This was a Xu Family tradition that had lasted for decades, one they maintained even after moving into their new home.
By the time they finished, it was already ten in the morning.
Xu Wuyi returned to his study and continued to revise the lesson plan.
The structure of the document was now quite complete, but as he read through it, he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was still missing.
’It’s not a lack of information... but... a kind of warmth.’
The content of the lesson plan was correct, the logic was clear, and the examples were appropriate. But it read like a rigorous textbook, lacking that certain something that could truly move and resonate with the reader.
Xu Wuyi leaned back in his chair, gazing out at the courtyard.
Winter sunlight fell upon the bare branches where a few sparrows hopped about, CHIRP CHIRP CHIRPING.
He recalled a class taught by Grandmaster Lin Jianyi, back when he had just entered Star Martial University.
That Sword Dao Grandmaster hadn’t lectured on overly complex theories. He had simply stated that "True Intention is the ’spirit’ of Martial Arts." Then, with a casual wave of his hand, Sword Intention filled the room, stunning the Heart and Spirit of every student present.
That kind of teaching didn’t rely on an accumulation of information, but on the transmission of one’s Realm.
...
「On the 26th of the twelfth lunar month, the work of revising the lesson plan was finally nearing its end.」
Xu Wuyi sat in his study, looking at the densely packed text on the screen, and let out a soft sigh.
He had revised the lesson plan more than a dozen times, adding and deleting over thirty percent of the content. It had finally reached a standard he considered "presentable."
Mrs. Xu knocked and entered, carrying a bowl of steaming sweet tremella soup. "Ah Yi, take a break. Have something sweet."
"Thanks, Mom." Xu Wuyi accepted the bowl. The temperature was just right.
Mrs. Xu glanced at the document on the screen and asked softly, "Are you finished?"
"Almost," Xu Wuyi said, taking a spoonful of the soup. "I’ll give it one last check tomorrow, and if everything’s fine, I’ll send it to the university."
"That’s good." Mrs. Xu sat down in a nearby chair. "You take everything you do so seriously. It’s just teaching a class, why are you pushing yourself so hard?"
"If I agree to do something, I have to do it right," Xu Wuyi said. "Besides... teaching is actually pretty interesting. In order to explain things clearly to others, I have to understand them more clearly myself."
Mrs. Xu smiled and said no more. She simply watched him slowly finish the tremella soup, then took the empty bowl and left.
The study fell silent once more.
Xu Wuyi closed the lesson plan document, opened his personal terminal, and pulled up a blank email.
To: Linjiang Martial Arts University, Office of Academic Affairs (Official)
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