Leaving the storeroom, Ning Shu noticed the heavy guard presence—there was a guard every ten steps, all sent from the palace by Li Wen. He really treated the original host well, but she had been so consumed by her sorrows that she hadn't seen it.
Family, nation, world—there were many meaningful things in life. Why cling so tightly to just one love?
Ning Shu kicked off her shoes and climbed onto the bed, placing the book in front of her. She copied the meditation pose depicted in the manual, feeling a bit foolish for mimicking the movements so casually. What if she ended up causing qi deviation?
However, something told her that this book was probably the real deal. Taking a deep breath, she was about to start meditating when the system's voice suddenly broke the silence.
The system hadn't spoken since she arrived in this world. Although its tone was mechanical and emotionless, Ning Shu found it oddly endearing. If she thought a system without emotions was charming, she must be losing it.
"Ding. Martial arts manual discovered. Conduct conversion? Yes/No."
Startled, Ning Shu asked, "If I convert it, can I still learn from the manual?"
"You can."
"Then convert it." After a quick conversion, she realized it only cost 100 points. That was surprisingly low.
Ning Shu couldn't help but chuckle. At least the system acknowledged that the manual was genuine, which eased her worries about qi deviation.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, she cleared her mind and began following the motions in the book.
But after an entire night of meditation, she didn't feel any different. Surprisingly, she wasn't tired at all, nor did she feel particularly relaxed.
When Yuan Dong walked in to attend to her, Ning Shu soaked her hands in hot water while Yuan Dong helped her dry them.
Ning Shu was deep in thought. Duan Xinghui would probably be back soon, along with Er Ya. Then the real battle would begin.
Before that, she needed to address the betrothal issue and show Li Wen her worth. But how to go about that was a mystery.
During breakfast, she managed to down three bowls of porridge and five sesame rolls before feeling half-full. What was going on?
Yuan Dong, astonished by Ning Shu's appetite, remarked, "Princess, I know you're feeling down, but it's really not good to eat so much."
Ning Shu wasn't eating out of sorrow; she was genuinely still hungry. Even she was puzzled by her voracious appetite.
With an indifferent expression, she wolfed down another three steamed buns, and as Yuan Dong's eyes widened, she polished off another two sesame rolls.
Finally, her hunger subsided.
Could the side effect of practicing Unsurpassable Martial Arts be becoming a glutton?
Ning Shu didn't even dare to entertain that thought.
After breakfast, she returned to her room and resumed meditating on the bed. She was determined to master the Unsurpassable Martial Arts, no matter what.
By lunchtime, she devoured five bowls of rice and cleared all the dishes on the table.
This confirmed her hypothesis that her body was changing. Transformation required a significant energy intake. In ancient times, martial artists were said to eat an entire cow in one meal because their bodies needed so much fuel.
Yuan Dong watched with concern. Anyone would be shocked to see such a beautiful princess consume so much food. Where did it all go?
Ning Shu was acting abnormally. Was it true that she had abandoned herself to despair?
Yuan Dong sighed, thinking of General Duan. She refused to believe he was gone; she was certain he would return one day.
Ning Shu put down her bowl and burped, feeling her stomach churn as it digested the food. A warm sensation flowed through her body.
Even though the manual hadn't converted for many points, she was thrilled to discover its usefulness.