Prologue

When one pondered over it, the circumstances surrounding human birth were indeed absurd and unfair.

One could be born holding a golden spoon.

Just because of their luck, they were created from the sperm of a loaded b*stard. Just because they were lucky, they were conceived from the egg of a filthy rich b*tch. Effort? It could only be called effort if wagging their tails faster than other sperms was considered to be an act of effort.

Others might be gifted with an extraordinary talent; one that could forge a clay spoon into a spoon crafted from gold if the chance to do so arose.

The inequity of human birth was the same in this world as well. One might be apt to walk down the path of martial arts, while another could be born with a flair for magic. The point being: disparities between the fellow people were distinct since birth.

Me?

I had absolutely nothing.

[The ‘Stone of Past Life’ has been activated.]

[The ‘Stone of the Past Life’ cannot be activated again.]

[You will return to the starting line from 13 years ago.]

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NO CLASS

“You’re from another world, aren’t you?”

A passerby called out to a boy. The boy was standing in the middle of the street, gazing into thin air. It felt… familiar, if that was the accurate way to describe this feeling. It was almost as if he had missed it.

The boy blinked slowly before he realized that the passerby’s words were directed at him.

“Wh, what?”

“Tsk, tsk! I understand that you’re flustered, but you need to remain alert and stay on your toes. otherworlders like you may be common here, but it doesn’t mean that this city will be kind to the likes of you.”

“…No way…”

Chaos reigned in his mind. The boy’s attempt to search through his memories was in vain and it only resulted in the onslaught of a vicious headache. He dropped down, groaning loudly. The man was flustered by the boy’s actions and offered his hand to him for support.

“What’s wrong? Are you sick?”

“Ah, no. It’s just a mild headache…” The boy answered while clutching his head with both hands. The memories that had previously been locked away flooded his mind like a tsunami. The boy gasped loudly. As he took in a deep breath, his body began to tremble.

“…Genavis?”

“Huh? What? I thought you were an otherworlder?”

The man’s face was etched with bewilderment as the boy murmured a name, Genavis. The City of Beginnings. The city where the summoned otherworlders first arrived at.

“…What in the world happened to me?” The boy blankly stared down at his hands. They were… small. All the callouses that should have been built up on his palms were gone. No, it wasn’t just that. His line of sight was lower than usual. Which meant… he had become shorter. The boy hastily  raised his hands and rubbed his face all over.

His palms came into contact with nothing but soft, smooth skin; the scars that had covered his face were gone. He immediately threw his hands down and lifted up his shirt.

Nothing. No defined abs, no scars, nothing.

“…Are you sure you’re alright?” The man looked genuinely concerned, since all he could see was a young boy who had been standing dumbly, suddenly stripping off his clothes.

“…What year is it right now?”

“What?”

“In the Erian calendar, what year is it?”

“…1103.”

The man answered tepidly. 1103 Eria. There was no doubt about it now. He had returned to the past.

*

Eria. He himself had no idea about what this bloody world was. However, this world had summoned various people from all dimensions – otherworlders – to itself. 13 years ago, Lee Sungmin was suddenly summoned to Eria without any reason.

NO CLASS.

13 years ago, when he was summoned as an otherworlder to the continent of Eria, that was the class bestowed upon him. No Class- in other words- meant that the host was a blank page; able to learn anything with a special growth bonus. In a way, it was quite a “fair” rule, since some had trained in martial arts long before they were summoned to Eria, and others in magic.

But in reality, No Class possessed nothing. They hadn’t trained themselves in martial arts nor did they study magic in the past. If they hadn’t been summoned to Eria, then they would’ve been destined to live normal lives without an inkling of knowledge regarding the existence of such skills and techniques.

In short, No Class referred to the absolutely normal and mundane.

Before he returned to the past, Lee Sungmin survived for 13 years on Eria as a No Class. He didn’t show any outstanding abilities, yet he proved that he wasn’t one to be taken lightly.

Nevertheless, he died.

It was an insignificant death. Lee Sungmin mused as he leaned against the wall of an alleyway. Yes, it was a worthless death, that was certain. As long as you started as a No Class, your limits were clear as day; no matter how much of  a blank page you were and possessing the ability to learn anything, how could you learn when there wasn’t anything to learn in the first place?

Some people were summoned to Eria with full command over unrivaled martial techniques. Even more people started while possessing first-rate magical abilities. No Classes- without any learnt abilities to speak of- started at a fundamentally different level  when compared to them. Even if they may have all started at Genavis, while Lee Sungmin, a No Class fought low-class monsters tooth and nail in a desperate attempt to not die, the others breezed by, slaughtering monsters left and right.

‘…Stone of the Past Life.’

He racked his brain for any remnants of past memories. He was certain that he had heard such a phrase before he came to.

‘No way.’

A memory flickered brightly. It was regarding a dungeon he had entered while shouting ‘How lucky I am!’.

Lee Sungmin had met his death in that very dungeon. The disappointment he felt when he opened the first treasure box he encountered and found nothing but a small stone was still vivid.

Nothing had happened even when he tried using Appraisal. He had contemplated on chucking it, but decided to keep it and show it to a professional Appraiser later, hoping for a possibly different conclusion.

‘Stone of the Past Life… haha! I thought I was just an unlucky idiot, but I guess it turned out that I have some luck, after all.’

His memories were becoming clearer by the second. The Stone of the Past Life could not be activated again. That voice remained strikingly vivid in his memories. Which meant that him returning to this life was a stroke of luck; Fortune had smiled on him for the first and last time.

‘Statistics.’

Name: Lee Sungmin

Occupation: NO CLASS

Skill(s):

None.

Unsurprisingly the unrealistic expectations he had were shattered. He managed to return to Eria thirteen years in the past, but that was it. Neither did his occupation change, nor did he gain any skills.

‘No. What’s important is the fact that I came back to the past and survived death.’

He decided to look at it in a positive light. The fact that he didn’t die and returned to the past; that alone was enough. Lee Sungmin quickly pulled himself up.

Skills that he possessed from his past life? Nothing much, really. The idiots who commanded unparalleled martial arts skills rarely taught others. And, whatever Scrolls containing martial arts secrets that popped up once in a blue moon were far too expensive for Lee Sungmin; and that went for magic as well.

That being the case, the skills that Lee Sungmin was able to learn in his past life were all within the limits of his wallet. Second-rate, at best. They were skills that he had taught himself strenuously over the course of 13 years, surely, but he felt no regrets over their disappearance.

No, he actually preferred his current state as a renewed blank page without any learned skills. And, the 13 years worth of memories from Lee Sungmin’s past life. Not all of them were clear, but he still remembered the events worth remembering.

“Hey. You alright?”

The man who had assisted Sungmin lie against a wall leaned over him. Sungmin lifted himself up and bowed slightly in reply. Genavis. Like the man said, this city was where all the otherworlders initially arrived, but it wasn’t a kind city to the likes of them.

That was why Sungmin felt a sense of gratitude towards the man. Even though he was aware that Lee Sungmin was an otherworlder, he at least showed him a minimal amount of hospitality.

“I am alright.”

“…That’s good. Here you go. I brought you some water.”

Smiling, the man handed over a water bottle, which Sungmin accepted with both hands.

“Thank you.”

“No problem. People gotta help each other out. You’re a No Class, right? I could tell when I saw you, you know. No Class… it’ll be hard to adjust here. You’ll be going through some tough times, that’s for sure.”

The man looked at Sungmin with pity; it was a common attitude towards No Class. As they were hopelessly unprepared, it would take a near miracle for a No Class to survive on this godforsaken continent of Eria.

“You’re right.” Sungmin murmured as he brought the bottle to his lips.

Lee Sungmin gave thanks for the intact memories of his past life. The ‘experience’ that Sungmin held would become a powerful weapon, especially for ‘these kinds of moments’. There was a faint, fishy smell from the water that he would otherwise not have noticed, if not for his cautious stance. However, it was only suspicion, for now. He opened his lips to let a very small amount of water to slip past.

It cut sharply against the edge of his tongue. It was fine, though; as long as he didn’t swallow, the poison would have no effect. Genavis, this city. It had gotten the best of me plenty of times 13 years ago.

“Pfft!” Lee Sungmin spat out the water he had been holding in his mouth at the man’s face. The man, who had been eagerly waiting for Sungmin to drink up, made a startled noise. “Uwack!”

The otherworlders that make a sudden arrival in Genavis are easy prey for its residents, especially the No Class who have no skills to speak of. What if he had drank the water? His body would have been paralyzed. And then? He might have been sold to a dark magician or a slave trader.

It would not have been good, that’s for sure.

“Wha, what are you doing?!”

“Same to you.”

There was a lesson he had learned the hard way while leaving in Eria for 13 years. Never trust anyone readily. He’s not saying that all the otherworlders who come from all kinds of dimensions are bad. But it definitely does not mean that they’re all good.

This place is filled with idiots who aren’t above stabbing others in the back for their profit.

The man was moaning painfully; the paralysis poison had gotten into his eyes. Nothing deadly, no, but it would be impossible for him to open his eyes anytime soon. Lee Sungmin rolled up his fists and ran full-force at the man.

Even though he possessed no skills, his past experiences made it possible for him to use his body aggressively. It was a pitiful thing, the body from 13 years back, ****** to any and all incidents, but Lee Sungmin had experience. He threw his fist at the man’s neck, and with a dull thud, the man’s jaws dropped. Sungmin then lifted his knee to strike the man’s groin.

“Ahhhck!”

Although the strength of a kid was pretty feeble, one hit at a man’s c*ck was enough to bring him down. His balls might have exploded, but Sungmin couldn’t care less. He followed up with a hard kick at the sprawled man’s head.

Blood spurted out from the man’s mouth. Sungmin kicked the man’s head a few more times before stopping himself. He drank in breaths greedily; even this bit of exertion was straining in this body.

“What a f*cking city.” He spat, rummaging through the unconscious man’s body finding a hidden dagger in his bosom and a wallet. It wasn’t much, but it would do for the time being.

Hold on. Lee Sungmin pondered whether he should let the man live or not. The answer was obvious, of course. Things would become troublesome if ever should he come back for revenge.

The Lee Sungmin of 13 years ago was nowhere near familiar with ‘murder’. The Lee Sungmin at that time was a normal 14-year-old middle schooler, whose only experience of killing consisted of things like ants, cockroaches, and flies.

That was the mental weakness that crippled most No Class.

But not Lee Sungmin. Sungmin drove the knife through the man’s chest without hesitation, sticking it in between his ribs, stabbing his the heart.

It was one less annoyance to look forward to.

Lee Sungmin recalled the things that he could have achieved but didn’t. Those memories of the past were clearly imprinted in his mind. What if he had another chance? The thought of having another chance spiraled on and on in his head ceaselessly. He had always longed for another chance at life due to his humble status as a No Class.

From what he could recall, there were three opportunities that could have changed his grim life in Genavis. Thanks to this, he could figure out the goals he had to accomplish.

What he needed to do was to acquire the Martial Skeleton.

Martial Skeleton was simply a physique which had a high aptitude towards practicing martial arts. In his past life, he had practiced martial skills. Due to his experience, he believed it would be be in his best interests to learn it again.

The No Class usually had the ability to learn martial arts easily, but the speed would be accelerated with the addition of learning Martial Skeleton. It would help him gain an upper hand against his opponents in the competition later on with the help of the Martial Skeleton.

The requirements to learn it were simple: to not have any skills in possession. It was a simple requirement, but difficult to achieve.

Most would assume skills were difficult to obtain, but it was actually an easy feat. For example, if Lee Sungmin killed 3 people, he would get the “murder” skill.

The current him didn’t possess any skills, so he was able to learn Martial Skeleton. He thought about his past as he walked down the road.

Found it.

He looked up at the old sign. 13 years ago, he came here as soon as he heard about Martial Skeleton. He gave up all his money to undergo surgery, only to be rejected because he didn’t meet the requirements.

The frustration he felt back then was immense.

“I have come to undergo surgery for my body.”

There was no one in the hospital. He remembered that it was a new place. However, after a lucky No Class underwent surgery, people began to flood the hospital.

But, that lasted for only half a year. The hospital closed shortly after. A person who couldn’t undergo surgery killed the surgeon.

“A body surgery…?”

An old man looked at Lee Sungmin in surprise.His shock was not unaccounted for, as the person in front of him appeared to be a small kid who wanted surgery. Furthermore, it was before surgery became well known.

“Yes.”

“…Where did you learn about it?”

The old man muttered. He knew. The first person to undergo surgery got it coincidentally. Originally, he went to the hospital for his neck that was in pain. The doctor then asked him if he wanted to undergo surgery for free. Of course, he got loads of money after the surgery became well known.

“You can do it, right?”

The man asked. The old man was still surprised, but he nodded.

“..Hahaha… I didn’t know this would happen, but there is money. It’s the first time I’m doing this to a person. Then, the side effects…”

“I don’t care.”

There were no side effects. The old man slowly nodded as Lee Sungmin answered.

“But, kid, it’s not easy to undergo surgery for the body. You… let’s see. Are you a No Class? No skills?”

“I’m a No Class and I have no skills.”

He had asked why there was a need for this requirement 13 years ago.

Then, he heard it. Skills changed the state of one’s body. Thus, the changed body would not be able to accept the surgery..

However, that restriction could not stop him now. He had no skills.

“Come here.”

The old man locked the door and urged him inside.

“Take off your clothes and get on.”

Lee Sungmin didn’t hesitate. He understood how weak he truly was after he took off his clothes. There was no muscle on his body. It felt foreign to him as he didn’t have the marks from his previous life.

It was the start of his new life. Lee Sungmin laid down. Getting the Martial Skeleton. He recalled the other chances he lost previously.

“It’s going to hurt.”

The old man held up a needle. Pain was easy to handle. He closed his eyes while smiling.

It was a surgery that had to hurt. It completely changed the body to another state. The transformation of his skeletal structure really hurt.

However, Lee Sungmin didn’t scream at all as he endured the pain. Instead, he welcomed it. He was going to live a life different from the previous Lee Sungmin. He was still behind the others who possessed magic or martial arts, but he was better than other No Classes.

(Obtained the low class Martial Skeleton)

When the pain subsided, Lee Sungmin received a message in his head.

He checked his status and looked at the body he obtained.

Name: Lee Sungmin

Job: No Class

Skill:

Low Class Martial Skeleton.

-A body made for martial arts. It’s not the best, but better than a normal person’s.

“It’s done.”

The old man opened his mouth. Lee Sungmin stood up as he sighed.

A low class Martial Skeleton.

As it said, it wasn’t the best Martial Skeleton, but it was good for a No Class.

In the first place, getting Martial Skeleton as a skill was hard to accomplish. Thinking about the fast growth of No Class coupled with the additional speed of learning martial arts that Martial Skeleton provided, a low class Martial Skeleton could give the host power tantamount to a medium-level skill.

“It worked. I didn’t know it would work for a living person.. Haha! I won’t take any money from you. But, spread the word around.”

He said while laughing. It would become a lucrative career after realising that the surgery was successful.

But, Sungmin knew about the event that would happen in the future. The surgeon died half a year later. He was killed by a man who couldn’t get the surgery

However, he did not disclose this information to the old man. The old man wouldn’t listen to a boy, anyways. He was only a 14 year old boy. There was no point in telling the old man nor persuading him to believe him..

Even if he didn’t say it to others, there would be another person who will undergo surgery. The rumors would spread regardless..

What if he killed the man? Then, Genavis would no longer have a place to undergo surgery. He would be the only one possessing Martial Skeleton.

No. No. There was no reason to kill him. Lee Sungmin laughed bitterly. He wasn’t so terrible a person that he’d kill a man who didn’t even try to hurt him. Furthermore, the old man was his savior.

However, he still chose not tell the old man about his nearing death.

“Thank you.”

He went out. His body hurt a bit, but he felt his body was getting lighter and lighter.

From this, he got the first chance that he wanted in Genavis. Martial Skeleton. Now, it was time for the second chance.

‘I have to go to the bookstore.’

He had prepared his body with the Martial Skeleton. Now, he needed to enrich himself.

The current Lee Sungmin had the capability to enrich his body with power immediately. He remembered the second-class skills that he had 13 years ago. Just by memorizing the characters, he would gain their power.

The [Spiritual Energy] Cultivation Method was a technique that he learned before, but was always a skill that always held him back.

The way to get [Spiritual Energy] was through studying it and gaining knowledge about the skill. However, if he wanted to learn another skill, he would have to discard of all knowledge regarding the original skill to replace it or master the skill impeccably. Of course, not all skills had that restriction, but this one did

He had trained up to level eight in his previous life. He believed he could now surpass level eight with ease due to his experience with it.

He knew where to get the skill that could substitute this.

Genuine Heavens Cultivation Method.

It was a skill hidden away in a small bookstore. He found it a week after he arrived in Genavis. When he realized its existence, he was raging with jealousy.

That skill was a first-class skill. It also took a shorter time to learn it. However, that was not the reason that it was so valued.

It was interchangeable. He could use the skill with another whenever he wanted to. The past him worked hard for 10 years to get to level 8, but if he got the Genuine Heavens, he could change into whatever better skill he found when he felt like it.

“I found it…!”

After an hour of searching, he finally found what he was looking for. It was the book. He knew it. It was the Genuine Heavens. The past him didn’t know of its existence until it was too late.

But, he did now.

He could do it. The storekeeper did not know the true worth of the skillbook, thus he got it for an extremely cheap price.

He still had enough money afterwards due to the addition of the money belonging to the man he killed just now.

‘About one year from now?’

He caught 2 of the chances that he missed in his past life. He got Martial Skeleton and the Genuine Heavens.

The third chance would arrive in a year. He opened his wallet. 60,000 Erie. The cheapest hotel cost about 20,000 Erie. However, a person couldn’t live by sleeping alone. It would cost at least 30,000 Erie a day when accounting for his meals.

Therefore, he only had money to last him for 2 days.

He needed to earn money.

There were many ways to earn money in Eria. Naturally, the simplest way was to hunt ‘monsters’.

There are two areas in this continent. The place where humans lived was the ‘residential area’ while the place where monsters lived was called the ‘hunting grounds.’ Of course, this was merely a simple categorization. There were various types of hunting grounds. For example, a dungeon.

Lee Sungmin judged his current state objectively. He had Martial Skeleton. He had gotten a Cultivation Method. But he didn’t have a great amount of power as of yet. Martial Skeleton and Cultivation Methods only accelerated his growth and did not immediately bestow upon him power.

Therefore, he wouldn’t have much success even if he went to the nearest hunting ground. The past Lee Sungmin would have wiped out the nearby hunting grounds, but… now, it wasn’t possible.

‘I only have experience. It’s not too useful, either…’

The past him didn’t have much power. He learned martial arts, and he learned many other things to survive. Even after all of his efforts, he barely reached the average qualifications of the otherworlders..

That was the limit of the No Class. Lucky No Classes with medicine or a master went up the ranks quickly, but he had neither in his past life.

Therefore, he needed all the help he could get this time.

Out of the many hotels, Lee Sungmin went to one that was of average quality. It wasn’t great, but it was cheap.

“How long?”

The owner was a middle-aged man. He eyed Sungmin from his head to his toes and said.

“You don’t seem to have that much money… you’re a No Class, right?”

“Yes.”

“Tsk tsk, that’s bad. You don’t seem too old, either… You’re unlucky.”

The owner muttered. It was the word that he heard 13 years ago. It might just be a facade. After all, he was just betrayed by a “nice” guy.

“…I have money for only a day. But… if… it’s ok, can I pay with something other than money?”

“Hmm?”

“Like monsters… if you need anything, I’ll get it. Of course, I’ll give you money, too. As much as I can offer…”

“…mmm…”

The owner slurred his words. Sungmin was going to another place if the owner said no. Monsters were money to the residents as well as the otherworlders.

“… Well, sure. There’s always room. Ok. From tomorrow, give me a Goblin’s tooth or liquid.”

The owner laughed a bit and answered.

“Ah, don’t take it the other way. Goblin’s teeth and liquid does give money. You know?”

“Yes… a bit.”

People who buy these stuff were the armory guild and the magic guild. Maybe some from the soldier guild, too

As he wasn’t in a guild, he wouldn’t be able to sell them at its original price because of taxes. Thus, it was better to give them to the owner for a night’s stay, instead.

“Ah, and can I borrow a pen and paper?”

Lee Sungmin got a room that was relatively tidy, but had a peculiar smell to it. There was a public bath on the 1st floor as well.

For 20,000 Erie, the rate for staying per day was cheap for a hotel like this.

‘But, it’s far from the hunting grounds.’

This hotel was at located at the top of Genavis. The hunting grounds were located opposite to it. It would take about two hours to get to the grounds by foot. It would be a shorter trip if travelled on horseback, but that would cost money.

Therefore, there were barely any customers. The lack of customers worked out well for him. It was also a cheap place to stay.

He opened the notepad; he was going to organize his thoughts. He pondered for a long time before he began to write down all the opportunities that he missed in his past life.

‘One year. I have to stay for one year,’

He stayed here for 3 years in his past life. However, one year was sufficient for him in this life. Well, it wouldn’t even take one year. He needed only half a year to have enough power to graduate from this place.

But, there was a reason as to why he had to stay for one year.

The Colosseum.

A Colosseum was located at the center of the city. It was a place reserved for combat. A competition would be held every month, and most otherworlders entered to compete.

There was a huge prize for the winner. He was going after that prize in one year.

‘In one year, the prize is the Intelligence Potion.’

The No Class fight. Only No Classes could enter that fight. Usually, the prizes for such fights were measly, but there would be a great prize appearing in one year..

It was a medicine that would aid his inner strength. The prize alone was worth his lengthened stay here.

‘But, it won’t be easy.’

Not all No Classes were weak. From what he could recall, the person he went up against in his past life was rather strong.

‘There is only one chance. I have to get it this time.’

One year. Long, but short. In his past life… how did he spend his first day? He didn’t have anything. He slept by the backdoor of an alley. He was starving but unable to buy anything to eat. Sungmin bitterly smiled as he thought about his past experiences.

‘Compared to the past, I have a good start. I have money. I have a room. I have a bed… I can take a bath.’

He felt hungry. He had not consumed anything and his hands still reeked of blood.

But, he would wait. Sungmin opened the book that he bought. He was going to read it once. There was no need to memorize it for now. Just reading it would suffice.

(You have read the Genuine Heavens Cultivation Method)

(Would you like to learn the Genuine Heavens Cultivation Method?)

Yes. He spoke inside his head. PSH! A light emitted from his head. This was the reason why there was no need for memorization. If he just read it thoroughly, he could already learn it as a skill. It was the same for magic.

‘Magic… I would like to learn it if I had the time.’

The past him didn’t use magic. It was very different from martial arts. Martial Arts improved as much as he practiced. However, magic was different.

If he learned ‘fireball,’ then he could only use that spell. It was definitely less useful than strengthening the body. Its benefit might be better if he could learn various magic spells, but the past him didn’t have that chance. It cost money to become a member of a magic guild or field. Furthermore, the requirements to enter were extremely strict..

But, it was the same for martial arts as well. They wanted people who already possessed magic and martial arts prior to joining, the No Class who had nothing were harshly admonished.

There was an exchange between the students. If their birth location was different, then they would learn different skills. It applied to magic, as well. Thus, people would learn from one another. In Eria, that was how knowledge was shared.

But No Class… they had nothing. Nothing to give.

‘Whatever… I guess I”ll do it myself.’

Luckily, he could use the skills he learnt in his past life using his memory of it alone. He closed his eyes and recalled them.

[You remembered the One Thunder Cultivation Method]

[You remembered the Iron Skin Cultivation Method]

[You remembered the Rock Smash Cultivation Method]

[You remembered the Chase Soul Spear Technique]

Got it. His face revealed a joyful expression. Those were the four skills that he used in his past life.

‘Learning from memory…this is the first time I tried something like this.’

He sighed in relief. He knew that he could relearn skills using memory from what he learnt in his past life. If it was impossible to learn skills from memory, then otherworlder magicians wouldn’t be able to use them as skills or pass them on to others.

One Thunder Cultivation Method increased the user’s agility. The Iron Skin Cultivation Method and Rock Smash Cultivation Method made the host’s body as hard as steel. The Chase Soul Spear Technique was a skill that provided holistic aid to him.

He utilised spears and close combat in his past life. Spears… He smiled bitterly. The reason why he chose it was simple; it seemed safer to stab enemies from a distance. The close combat was used for close range combat when he couldn’t use weapons.

‘These aren’t the best, but at least it’s better than what I used in the past. I tried to use rocks to hunt.’

However, his aim wasn’t very accurate and often missed the monsters. When they hit the target, he would often run away from the enraged monsters, frightened.

Name: Lee Sungmin

Occupation: No Class

Skill:

Genuine Heavens Cultivation Method(1)

One Thunder Cultivation Method(1)

Iron Skin Cultivation Method(1)

Rock Smash Cultivation Method(1)

Chase Soul Spear Technique(1)

He made sure that the skills ended up on the screen and stood up. He was going to eat and wash up. He would sleep after learning Genuine Heavens a bit. Tomorrow, he would be able to get the items he needed.

He was going hunting.