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Fortunately, nothing else appeared after that.
As the sky gradually brightened, confirming that the terrifying night had come to an end, I finally relaxed my guard a little and sat by the cave entrance, closing my eyes for a moment.
After waking up, I returned to the cave and washed my face with the purified water from yesterday to refresh myself.
Alright, what should I do next?
Should I really continue to stay in this haunted place all day feeling anxious? Or should I abandon my aimless wandering and head down the mountain to find NPCs for quests?
"Ha, useless! So timid that you're afraid of even a little walking corpse!"
Out of nowhere, a scene from a Chibi animation featuring Wei Wuxian joking about Jin Ling suddenly flashed in my mind, as if mocking me.
...In the end, it was just a lack of practical experience; after all, beginners need to rely on fighting monsters to level up!
But what should I actually do?
Stepping outside the cave, I looked up at the murky sky in confusion, trying to think.
Speaking of which, all the problems stem from the deep resentment in this place.
How about... starting by purifying the resentment?
When unsure of what to do, it's best to begin with what I can manage.
Looking around, I made up my mind and walked over to a large tree growing beside the Demon Suppression Cave. Placing my hands on its dark trunk, I began to chant the purification spell.
The spirit light slowly spread, enveloping the tree and gradually stripping away the black resentment that clung to it. Once the incantation was complete and the spirit light faded, the tree, which had been stained black by resentment, finally regained its original appearance.
At this point, it was clear that this was a Sophora Tree.
I patted the trunk with satisfaction.
With this as my flag, I declared that from now on, this place would be my territory.
Now, I still felt that I needed a weapon; after all, going into battle unarmed felt too reckless.
I remembered that weapons could be forged using one's own strength, but the quality of the forged item was very much a gamble...
Well, I might as well give it a try.
After aimlessly searching for quite some time, I finally found a suitably long and uniquely shaped stick.
I waved it around in my hand to test its feel. It seemed pretty good; this would do.
With the chosen stick in hand, I returned to the Demon Suppression Cave. Standing in the spacious center of the cave and recalling the forging methods taught by Professor Anyeah, I gripped the wooden body tightly and focused my mind, slowly channeling my power into it.
Just as the power stored in the stick was about to overflow and burst, I suddenly swung it with all my might, raising it high and shouting:
"Show your true form, respond to my call, and resonate with me!"
A blinding flash of light erupted, accompanied by a tremendous gust of wind that swept violently around. For a moment, several strong currents of air intertwined chaotically within the cave, with waves of wailing sounds rising and falling until the winds gradually subsided.
I looked down at the brown wooden staff in my hand, which faintly glimmered with a green light like new sprouts, and checked the interface:
Weapon Name: Fenghua. Attribute: Wind. Level: Three.
Oh, not bad! Considering the random probability, getting a staff with a level and an attribute on my first attempt at crafting a weapon isn't too shabby.
Uh... wait a minute!
Before I could feel happy, I suddenly panicked as I saw that the Spirit Power Value section had dropped to zero, not a drop left.
This is bad!
A wave of intense drowsiness hit me, and I collapsed to the ground without any resistance.
Oh no, it's forced hibernation...
Before my consciousness faded away, I could only be thankful that I had decided to retreat back into the cave to craft the weapon, thinking that this method was too cringeworthy and would be embarrassing if anyone saw me.
Otherwise, if I had just fallen asleep outside, who knows how I would have ended up?
***
"Why do we need to learn these?" I asked, confused, looking at the girl in front of me who was a head shorter than I was.
"Because these skills will help you maintain basic survival conditions."
"What happens after I learn it? Where will I use it?" I still couldn't understand.
"You will use it to 'do everything possible to survive.'"
"Why?" I should ask, what is the reason for surviving?
"Because that was the condition for your reanimation."
"So, what should I do?" I didn't get it.
"Just remember what I told you, 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—
"...is already gone."
My mind was filled with many fragmented and unclear memories overlapping and appearing, making it hard for me to figure out where I actually was.
Who am I...?
Right, "I" no longer exists... The current me is still adapting to the new identity given by the system...
So, what is the situation now?
Oh right, I remember successfully crafting a staff...
My eyelids felt heavy and I struggled to open them. Slowly, I reached out to feel around me and my hand landed on Fenghua, which had fallen to the ground. I immediately grabbed it tightly, holding it close as if it were a lifeline for someone drowning.
Whenever I woke up in a daze, I would instinctively cling to whatever was beside me, probably seeking a sense of security.
Back in the other world, I had also hugged Anyeah around the waist a few times. At first, she would patiently wait for me to wake up and let go on my own. But eventually, her patience ran out; once I held onto her, she would drag me into the pool without a word, forcing me to wake up.
Listening to the dripping water, my consciousness remained somewhat hazy.
I could hear the sound of water, but why didn’t I feel like I was choking?
Gradually opening my eyes, I stared blankly at the dome of the cave above. I saw several drops of water continuously falling from a corroded hole above, pooling into a small puddle below.
...Is it raining?
Staring at the raindrops falling steadily and the sound of them hitting the rocks echoing in the cave, my drifting consciousness slowly settled down.
I sat up slowly, stretched lazily, and let out a long sigh. Only then did I truly wake up.
How long did I sleep? What time is it now?
Although this is usually the first question one wants to ask upon waking from unconsciousness, I had no way of knowing the correct answer.
After all, since I arrived in this world, aside from the transition between day and night, I have completely lost my sense of time, and there is no one around to inform me.
Since that’s the case, there’s no need to delve deeper. As long as I can confirm that I wasn’t attacked and am still safe during the time I lost consciousness, that’s enough.
However, since it’s raining, there probably isn’t much I can do right now. Rainy days tend to make one feel lazy and unmotivated to do anything.
Staring blankly at the curtain of rain falling from the ceiling, my thoughts drifted aimlessly…
Speaking of which, although the current weather is relatively warm and pleasant, I remember reading in a book that winter in Yiling brings snow. As someone who has never seen snow or experienced harsh winter weather, will I be able to endure it when the time comes?
…Never mind, it’s not the time to worry about these things.
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 information displayed on the interface showed not only what I had seen before but also the skills carried by Fenghua: Wind Restraint and Wind Manipulation. There was no additional information beyond that.
Hmm… It seems that while there are no extra enhancements to my abilities, at least there won’t be any conflicts.
Well then, once the rain stops, I’ll practice properly.
I slowly got up from the cool floor and dragged my feet back to the stone platform to nestle down. Placing Fenghua beside me, I began to space out idly while waiting for the rain to stop.
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