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"Young Master, are you going out?" asked the middle-aged man with a dark complexion.
He was the estate's coachman, primarily responsible for driving Xiar's carriage, serving as his dedicated driver.
"Yes, prepare it. I need to go there again," Xiar nodded in response.
"Understood, Young Master."
The coachman acknowledged and left, guiding a brown carriage that smoothly carried him away from the estate.
The Mestlin Family estate was located in the southwest of Shining Gold Town, perched on a low hill. From the top of the building, one could see the bustling scene of the town in the distance.
This was also to maintain a distance from the commoners, emphasizing the nobility's superiority.
The carriage traveled steadily along the black market road and soon entered the town. He lightly sniffed the air and caught a familiar scent—there was the aroma of wine and an enticing fragrance reminiscent of scallion pancakes.
He pulled aside the silver-gray curtain to look outside and was greeted by a vibrant and lively scene.
There were vendors lining the streets and various shops. If one overlooked the tall horses and even bizarre beasts being led around, this place bore little difference from rural towns in his previous life.
Shining Gold Town thrived thanks to Faraday Mine and several other gold mines, establishing a prosperous town with a population exceeding ten thousand, rivaling some cities in scale.
The Mestlin Family had long dreamed of elevating the town to city status, which would allow for more private soldiers and greater official positions... Unfortunately, to become a lord of a city, one needed at least the rank of Viscount.
The carriage passed through bustling streets and stopped in an alley. The Bauhinia emblem above caused passersby to cast wary glances, hurrying away without daring to linger.
Xiar stepped down from the carriage, a hint of excitement on his face, like a boy eager to uncover some hidden secret.
The ground beneath him was paved with Bluestone Slabs, each one equivalent to three or four bricks from his previous life.
"Young Master Xiar, welcome, welcome to your arrival."
As soon as he stepped through the gate, a person had already come out to greet him, wearing a gentle smile that reminded him of the saying "a gentleman like jade."
The man was half a head taller than him, with well-defined facial features. His golden hair flowed smoothly down his back, and his light blue eyes sparkled with warmth.
Combined with a scholarly demeanor, he exuded an extraordinary aura that made one feel admiration and closeness.
"Mr. Bruce, I have finished reading the books you gave me earlier. I wonder when I can follow you to cultivate," he asked respectfully, bowing his head like a humble and eager student.
"You truly are diligent, Young Master Xiar." Bruce paused for a moment, his gaze fixed on Xiar's chest as he asked, "Young Master, do you still have that Treasure I gave you?"
"I've kept it close to me all this time, but I forgot it in the rush after my bath," Xiar's heart skipped a beat as he instantly confirmed that this person was undoubtedly the culprit behind the original owner's death!
He suddenly felt nervous, worried that the other party would strike again. However, he forced himself to calm down and feigned embarrassment as he crafted an excuse.
"Oh, don't forget to carry it in the future. It is a very magical Treasure; wearing it for a long time can prolong life and ward off diseases."
Bruce reiterated his explanation, but Xiar couldn't help but sneer inwardly. Who would believe that it could extend life? It had instead turned the original owner into a short-lived ghost.
That object definitely harbored unknown toxicity; it could also be a mineral radiating deadly energy, silently invading the human body without detection—clearly intended to harm him.
But what was the purpose behind Bruce's actions?
He lifted his head and saw Bruce's smile becoming even more gentle and kind, like that of a benevolent elder. Bruce smiled and said, "Since you have mastered it, let us proceed to the next step."
"I will take you into the world of the Spirit Master!"
Su Hao's eyes widened in surprise. He hadn't expected the person before him to speak so kindly. Had he misunderstood the other party's intentions?
In the game, a Spirit Master was someone who cultivated totems, allowing them to continuously evolve, ultimately transforming them into super Divine Pets to compete for dominance.
However, his memories told him that in this world, Spirit Masters did not reveal their powers in front of ordinary people, much like cultivators in his previous life who lived lives completely different from those of common folk.
Throughout his sixteen years in Xiar, he had never witnessed a Spirit Master in action.
He calmed himself and followed the other person into the basement, where he saw many strange things—specimens of various creatures.
There were butterflies, mantises, and other insects, as well as larger flying and terrestrial animals. It resembled a biological specimen museum; the basement, spanning three rooms, was filled with these specimens.
"What is this?" he asked in confusion.
The book the other party had given him contained knowledge equivalent to that of biology in his previous life, discussing the classification and habits of various organisms in a rather dull manner.
"Every creature is a treasure of the world, containing endless mysteries. If you study them diligently, you will discover the hidden Inheritance Factors within various organisms. You can then choose to activate them, forming incredible totems," Bruce said, spreading his arms wide before the thousands of specimens. His face was filled with fervor, resembling a scientist engrossed in research.
"So, mastering information about biological species is merely foundational knowledge for a Spirit Master; it doesn't even count as an entry point..."
Su Hao quieted down and listened attentively to the explanation. Although he didn't understand why the other person was being so kind as to share all this with him, it couldn't hurt to listen more.
He wasn't overly worried about his safety. The coachman was still waiting outside, and his family clearly knew he had come here. If he didn't come out for too long, they would definitely investigate and might even take action against the other party.
As for whether this person was a formidable Spirit Master... strong individuals didn't need to go through such elaborate schemes!
With the status of Baron Bougiano, he undoubtedly knew of the existence of Spirit Masters. If the other party were truly powerful, they could easily come to threaten him directly.
"Mr. Bruce, why did you choose me?" Xiar asked cautiously.
"Because you have the potential to be a Spirit Master. That Treasure is meant to enhance that potential," Bruce replied, turning away and putting away his smile, his gaze filled with superiority.
"Endowment, Runes, Mapping—these are the three fundamental aspects of a Spirit Master. However, whether one can harness the energy within a Source Crystal depends on possessing this endowment, which is the fundamental basis for becoming a Spirit Master!"
"Endowment?" Xiar questioned, puzzled. In the game, there was no such thing as endowment; after all, all players could directly become Spirit Masters.
"Being chosen by me means you possess an endowment, so you don't need to worry about that. Your primary task now is to learn Mapping, which involves creating the Blueprint for Mapping Totems. From there, you'll construct the basic components of the totem and finally infuse it with Source Power and Inheritance Factor for Spirit Awakening, bringing it to life..."
Xiar's eyes glazed over as he struggled to comprehend what he was saying. In the game, it was as simple as tapping a few times on a phone; how could it be this complicated?
"Don't rush; those things are still far off. Your immediate task is to learn Mapping from me," Bruce seemed to anticipate his bewilderment and smiled reassuringly.
Soon after, Xiar found himself baffled to discover that Bruce's Mapping was quite similar to architectural design Mapping from his previous life. It involved drawing various planar models on a Blueprint but was far more complex and intricate.
The problem was that in his past life, he had been a programmer and had no skills in manual drafting!
Moreover, this drawing required injecting so-called mental power without any tools at all—everything had to be done freehand, drawing circles and straight lines that were many times more complicated than ordinary building plans.
Bruce effortlessly drew a perfectly standard circle, while Xiar's attempt looked like a squiggly worm—an abomination.
After more than two hours, Bruce said with a smile, "You should go practice now. Come back when you can draw shapes like this standard one. Don't tell anyone; otherwise, our relationship will be completely severed!"
"Understood, sir," Xiar replied respectfully as he tucked the Blueprint drawn by Bruce into his pocket and prepared to leave.
At that moment, a change occurred!
A line of text appeared before his eyes:
“Totem Drawing: Not Yet Initiated.”
There was a “+” sign following it, which in the game represented the ability to enhance, such as attribute boosts or level increases. He tentatively focused his gaze on it.
“What’s wrong? Is there still a problem?” Bruce noticed him standing there motionless and felt a bit puzzled. Then, as if understanding something, he smiled and reassured him.
“Don’t worry. Every Spirit Master starts from the basics of Mapping. This is the process of transforming your understanding of biological Inheritance Factors into knowledge you can control. To get started, it takes at least ten to fifteen months. Even then, countless hours of practice are required. You see how easily I draw, but in reality, I’ve been practicing for over ten years…”
Ding!
Xiar suddenly felt as if he were experiencing an auditory hallucination, vaguely sensing something rushing past him. The “+” sign began to sway and then quickly vanished.
At the same time, the line of text quietly changed.
“Totem Drawing: Initiated.”
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