Solar clone wrote a short note at the end of the sutra for his family:
"I got this idea from the stories I read. In those worlds, people who unintentionally lived by rules like these were always tougher and harder to break than so‑called geniuses. I've turned those scattered habits into a single scripture for you."
He also calculated what this scripture meant in the long run:
If an average person follows these Nine Mortal Laws seriously for 6 months, they can already be called a genius compared to ordinary mortals.
If they continue for 1 year, they rise above genius; their body and will can crush most peers.
If they persist for 5 years, they become super geniuses, fit to be core disciples in any great sect.
If they keep the rules faithfully for 20 years, they reach the level of a peerless genius, the kind that appears once in a generation.
If they somehow uphold the sutra for 100 years, they become a heaven‑defying genius whose foundation can rival ancient monsters.
If they uphold for 1,000 years – a Limit‑Breaking genius, already standing beyond the usual rankings, as if their talent constantly shatters every boundary placed in front of it.
And this, Solar clone noted, was calculated for a normal person. If someone already born as a genius followed the Mortal Foundation Sutra with the same discipline, the result would be even more frightening.
But he also wrote one final line in small, firm script:
"The stronger the result, the harder the path. Most people cannot follow these rules for even three days, much less three years. The scripture is not limited by talent, only by persistence."
Solar clone wrote the final lines of the Mortal Foundation Sutra, then paused. The more he calculated, the more terrifying its potential became.
For ordinary mortals, he had already marked clear stages:
- 6 months of true practice – a person could already be called a genius among normal humans.
- 1 year – an above‑genius, strong enough to shock small sects.
- 5 years – a super genius, qualified to become a core disciple anywhere.
- 20 years – a peerless genius, the type that appears once in a generation.
- 100 years – a heaven‑defying genius, whose foundation rivals ancient monsters.
- 1,000 years – a Limit‑Breaking genius, already standing beyond the usual rankings, as if their talent constantly shatters every boundary placed in front of it.
But when he pushed the logic further, new, almost absurd categories appeared in his notes:
- 10,000 years of continuous, flawless practice – the practitioner steps into the realm of World‑Shaping Genius, someone whose very existence can change the fate of civilizations.
- 1,000,000 years – a Myth‑Level Genius, a being that later generations will treat as a legend rather than a real person.
- 10,000,000 years and beyond – the scripture no longer had names for them; Solar clone simply wrote: "Transcendent Genius – talent so great that even the heavens would need to adapt to them."
This was only the theoretical limit. In reality, Solar clone knew that almost no one could follow the Nine Mortal Laws perfectly for even a few years, let alone thousands.
He set the brush down and thought for a long moment. "Even if I've already stepped into cultivation," he muttered, "I can still follow this. My body and mind are stronger than mortals; if I obey every law strictly, I'll squeeze out almost all of its potential."
For Ankit, as the original creator whose will and understanding shaped every line, the sutra would give 100% of its intended benefit, even though he was already a cultivator. His comprehension of each law's true meaning allowed him to bend them around his existing foundation without conflict.
For Solar clone, who shared Ankit's soul and memories, the effect would be nearly perfect as well; he could use it to polish every weakness left in his cultivation.
But for other cultivators who tried to adopt it after already stepping onto the path, the scripture would only grant about 5% of its fullpotential. Their bodies were already fixed around other methods; the sutra could still add stability and a bit of hidden strength, yet it could not rewrite their foundations completely.
Solar clone smiled faintly. "Good. Then I'll follow it myself," he decided. "If my family keeps to these laws as mortals and I continue them as a cultivator, when true danger comes… our so‑called 'ordinary' foundation will be something even the heavens can't easily measure."
Solar clone finally let his body relax; he hadn't even blinked properly while creating the Mortal Foundation Sutra. His mind, which had been spinning like a storm, slowly settled.
As he lay back on the cool stone bed, a quiet laugh slipped out. He had only wanted a simple body‑strengthening technique for his family—something safe, something small. Yet what he ended up with was a scripture that could forge monsters out of ordinary mortals. Even he found it hard to believe.
"If I can make a scripture this overpowered… what level of genius does that make me?" he muttered to himself. The question hung in the air with no answer. Solar clone didn't chase it.
His eyelids grew heavy at last, and with a faint, satisfied smile, he closed his eyes and drifted into sleep.