[Skills]: First Order Talisman Master: Cleaning Talisman (Beginner Level 193/200)
His proficiency level increased by one.
"Did it increase because I successfully drew a talisman just now?"
"I need to test this."
Without hesitation, he picked up another talisman paper and attempted to draw a Cleaning Talisman once more.
This time, his luck was quite good, and he successfully completed one.
As the glow from the talisman stabilized, he glanced at his status panel.
[Skills]: First Order Talisman Master: Cleaning Talisman (Beginner Level 194/200)
"So, if I succeed in drawing one, my proficiency increases by one point. Looks like this panel is useful after all."
"I wonder what will happen once it reaches the 200 mark."
Excited by the discovery, he continued drawing more Cleaning Talismans. With every two to three failures, he managed to succeed once.
By the time he had drawn twelve talismans, a dull ache started creeping into his head. It seemed like his divine sense was beginning to wear out.
By the fifteenth talisman, the headache intensified, feeling as if his skull was being crushed by a massive rock.
His body swayed, on the verge of collapse.Yet, when he glanced at the freshly drawn talisman, still flickering with light.
A faint smile appeared on his lips before he closed his eyes and drifted into unconsciousness.
....
Early in the morning,
As the first rays of sunlight seeped through the cracks in his door, he slowly woke up. His body felt light, and the headache from the night before had completely vanished.
Thinking back to yesterday, he casually glanced at the panel, eager to continue his work. But after a moment of thought, he shook his head.
"Let's eat first. I need to take care of my body and stay healthy. Even though cultivators rarely get sick due to the spiritual energy in their bodies, it's better to be safe than sorry."
With that, he quickly washed his face using a water spell and headed straight to the kitchen.
He grabbed a pot and filled it with spirit rice.Lighting the stove stocked with firewood, he patiently waited.
After a few incense sticks' worth of time had passed, he lifted the lid, and the rich fragrance of cooked rice filled the entire house.
Satisfied, he carried the pot to the table and quietly scooped the rice and directly shove into his mouth, enjoying each bite.
Low-tier Loose Cultivators rarely ate anything other than spirit rice. The cost of demonic beast meat and spirit vegetables was simply too high for them.
The previous owner of this body could only afford to eat meat once a month. A single kilogram of demonic beast meat cost one spirit stone, a price equivalent to ten kilograms of spirit rice.
Only cultivator of mid tier and above can enjoy such meal. Even though he's a mid tier Qi Refining, he's far from it.
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