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"Why do I need to learn these?" I looked at the girl in front of me, who was a head shorter than I was, confused.
"Because these skills will allow you to maintain basic survival conditions."
"And after I learn them? Where will I use them?" I still couldn't understand.
"You will use them to 'do whatever it takes to survive.'"
"Why?" I should have asked, what is the reason for surviving?
"Because that was the condition for your reanimation."
"So, what should I do?" I was lost.
"Just remember what I've said and do as you should. As for the rest, you can decide for yourself."
"What about the original me?"
The girl looked at me with a smile that didn't reach her eyes.
"...she no longer exists."
Fragments of broken and unclear memories overlapped in my mind, making it difficult for me to grasp where I truly was.
...Who can tell me what is happening right now?
Right, I remember successfully crafting a staff...
My eyelids felt heavy and I struggled to open them. Slowly, I reached out beside me and my hand brushed against Fenghua, which had fallen to the ground. I immediately grabbed it tightly, clutching it to my chest as if it were a lifeline for a drowning person.
Whenever I was in that hazy state between sleep and wakefulness, I had a habit of holding onto nearby objects for dear life, perhaps seeking some sense of security.
Previously, in the illusion, I had also wrapped my arms around Anyeah a few times. At first, she would patiently wait for me to wake up and release her on my own. But eventually, her patience wore thin; once I held onto her, she would drag me into the pool without a word, forcing me to wake up.
Listening to the sound of dripping water, my consciousness remained somewhat foggy.
I could clearly hear the water, but why didn’t I feel like I was choking on it?
Gradually opening my eyes, I stared blankly at the dome of the cave above. I saw several drops of water falling continuously from the eroded hole above, pooling into a small puddle below.
...Is it raining?
I watched in a daze as the raindrops fell steadily, their impact creating a rhythm that echoed through the cave, while my drifting thoughts slowly settled.
I sat up slowly, stretched lazily, and let out a long sigh. Only then did I truly wake up.
How long had I been asleep? What time was it now?
Although this was usually the first question that came to mind upon waking from unconsciousness, I had no way of knowing the correct answer.
After all, since arriving in this world, aside from the transition between day and night, I had completely lost my sense of time, and there was no one around to inform me.
Since that was the case, there was no point in dwelling on it further. As long as I confirmed that I hadn’t been attacked during my unconsciousness and was still safe, that was enough.
However, since it was raining now, there probably wasn’t much I could do. Rainy days often made one feel lethargic and unmotivated to do anything at all.
Staring blankly at the curtain of rain falling from the opening above, my thoughts drifted aimlessly...
Speaking of which, although the current weather is quite warm and pleasant, I remember that the book mentioned that winter in Yiling brings snow. As someone who has never seen snow or experienced severe cold, I wonder if I will be able to endure it when the time comes.
...Well, it's not the time to worry about that just yet.
Gently stroking the staff in my hand, I opened the inspection interface.
Suddenly, I wondered if the wind attribute would harmonize with my own light attribute.
The interface displayed information beyond what I had seen earlier, including the skills carried by Fenghua: Wind Restraint and Wind Manipulation. Beyond that, there was no additional information.
Hmm... It seems that while my own abilities won't receive any extra boosts, at least there won't be any conflicts.
Then, once the rain stops, I'll practice properly.
I slowly got up from the cool floor, dragging my feet back to the stone platform where I settled down, placing Fenghua beside me. I began to daydream idly as I waited for the rain to cease.
***
The subsequent practice and self-training went relatively smoothly.
The zombie-like creatures from the first day were actually quite rare; more common were the evil spirits, which had been tainted by resentment and exhibited aggressive intentions.
Because of this, I quickly became accustomed to using Fenghua.
However, there was one time when I was surrounded by three evil spirits at once, leaving me overwhelmed and struggling to keep up. As a result, I took quite a few hits.
It was my first time getting injured; aside from feeling pain all over, I was also quite frightened.
At that moment, I was very grateful that I had learned healing arts; otherwise, figuring out how to treat these injuries would have been a significant problem.
While using healing, I unexpectedly discovered something: aside from the Spirit power value, there were no hit points to check.
So, whether I would die or if I was in a critical state could only be assessed by myself.
That said, the Holy Walker class inherently does not have to worry about dying as long as there is enough magical power, so knowing the status of the Spirit power value is sufficient.
After several battles, the total amount of Spirit power value has indeed been steadily increasing, and I have gradually figured out my own way of dealing with enemies, allowing me to respond more calmly.
However, this probably also proves that my current method of blindly purifying resentment here and there isn’t very effective.
In any case, the initial resentment and hostility in Potter's Field were so thick that even the most powerful contemporary force, The Qishan Wen, couldn’t handle it. Although there have been two major crackdowns since then, it still remains a place that people avoid.
In such a place filled with deep resentment, how could a novice like me make any significant changes by recklessly acting alone?
It seems that I should first designate an area for thorough purification before gradually pushing outward.
In short, I’ll take it slow and steady.
Speaking of which, the Sophora Tree that I initially marked as a flag seems to have been influenced by my spiritual energy; the thick resentment in Potter's Field can no longer erode it. The tree's aura, drifting in the wind, carries a slight purifying effect, making a small area around it a rare tranquil spot.
Hmm, perhaps my next actions can proceed in this direction.
But purifying everything I see one by one would be too time-consuming and labor-intensive.
Hmm... I wonder if there are any other good methods?
***
Holding Fenghua all day long not only makes my hand sore but also brings many inconveniences. I'm also worried that my clumsy hands might accidentally drop it one day.
So I returned to the ruins, rummaging through the debris until I found a sturdy rope. I tied it to both ends of Fenghua, slinging it over my back to free my hands.
As I walked along the mountain path, I couldn't help but feel a sense of regret when I saw the ruined Guardian of the Mountain Stone Beasts scattered along the way.
I remembered that the book mentioned these Guardians had the power to ward off evil spirits…
If I could restore them, perhaps it would help alleviate some of the resentment accumulating in Potter's Field?
I decided to give it a try.
I chose a stone beast located halfway up the mountain path, its head destroyed. Nearby, I searched for its broken remnants and mixed some mud to use as an adhesive, beginning the long task of piecing it back together like a three-dimensional puzzle.
After all, I had plenty of time.
Thus began my days of working on puzzles during the day and exorcising evil spirits at night.
I lost track of how many days passed, but finally, I managed to piece together the stone beast into something resembling its former self.
Standing before the somewhat restored stone beast, I tilted my head to examine my handiwork.
This should be good enough, right?
Taking a deep breath, I placed my hands on it and began to chant the incantation.
Like Purification Magic, the healing art I had learned was also divided into two types: one for living beings and one for objects. The latter was used for restoration.
However, if an object had missing parts, spiritual energy was needed to fill in those gaps. Therefore, the integrity of the object itself would directly affect the consumption of spiritual energy.
As the spirit light dissipated, a complete and undamaged stone beast stood before me.
I let out a sigh and checked my Spirit Power value: Hmm, there's still a third left, it should be fine.
Suddenly, the Guardian of the Mountain Stone Beast stirred.
I immediately stepped back a few paces, on guard, as an unusual aura slowly emerged from the stone beast and gradually took shape before me—
“Gao!”
I stared in disbelief at the small black creature before me, about the size of a Shiba Inu, resembling a Suan Ni, grinning brightly at me.
And what was that strange sound just now?
“Gao!” (Hello!)
...I could actually understand what it was saying!
It seemed that this stone beast had condensed its soul consciousness due to the influence of my spirit power.
However, looking at how young it was, it didn’t seem to have much strength…
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