Regardless, he let out a long sigh.
He was still alive!
After settling his mind, he took out an old and tattered towel hanging by the side of the mirror and got the house to the back side where Chao Xiang usually takes a bath.
Even though he didn't know what was going on, he decided to clean up the blood stains on his body and in his house.
'Yes, I should clean up the blood stains, or I'll keep looking like a crime scene. It's fine scaring myself, but if I were to scare others, it would be quite problematic!'
Since his closest neighbor was several hundred meters away, the house appeared to be completely isolated.
After tidying up everything, he glanced at the clams and fish in the water tank inside the house.
Suddenly, he felt extremely hungry, and his stomach growled loudly due to the hunger.
His body reacted as if it belonged to him, without any awkward moments so far.
The sudden memories allowed him to find everything instantly.
Clams and black Krurcal were commonly found among the locals here.
They were delicious and abundant, enough to satisfy most people despite their lack of spiritual energy.
As he was about to grab a few large clams from the water tank and fetch a bucket of water, he was taken aback when he saw a series of data in front of him.
[Race: Soft-Shell Clam
Level: First stage of Waterbeast realm
Quality: Common
Qi: 24/24
Note: It has a tiny amount of Demonic bloodline in it. Can be sacrificed to the Demonic Extinction Flame - Mukkan Agni (Flame of destruction)]
[Race: Black Krurcal
Level: First stage of Waterbeast realm
Quality: Common
Qi: 30/30
Note: It has a tiny amount of Demonic bloodline in it. Can be sacrificed to the Demonic Extinction Flame - Mukkan Agni (Flame of destruction)]
Chao Xiang blinked rapidly, a puzzled expression on his face. He inhaled deeply, scanning the information laid out before him.
Hisss...
He was astounded.
'Qi?! Was it the so-called spiritual energy?'
Recalling from his memory, he remembered that all individuals in this world were known as cultivators.
This planet was covered in the ocean, and human beings lived on the sky islands that floated in the sky.
A lot of folks here relied on fishing to make a living.
They could tap into the fish's spiritual energy and incredible power to enhance their abilities and become the best in this world.
The ocean was both a source of opportunities and risks.
Every sea creature has its unique fighting skills.
Even the ordinary Black Krurcal fish had a move called Wind Sweep, which was able to manipulate tiny wind particles and accelerate their speed temporarily.
Cultivation was a mysterious concept, allowing humans to prolong their lives and acquire extraordinary abilities by mastering a combination of martial and mystical arts, meditation, and harnessing Spiritual energy known as Qi.
Every child began their cultivation journey at the age of 5 and continued until their last breath.
Chao Xiang let out a sigh as he reminisced about the information swirling in his mind.
The idea of attaining a long life and immortality seemed rather childish to him.
He firmly believed that death was an integral part of life, something not to be feared but embraced.
After all, without darkness, how could one truly appreciate the light? The same principle applied to death; without its presence, the value of life would be rendered meaningless.
However, he couldn't deny the allure of those incredible power-ups he had witnessed in his memories.
The ability to effortlessly walk on the ocean's surface, commanding a spirit companion to hunt sea creatures, and the power to manipulate fire, water, earth, wind, and lightning, as well as weapons without physical contact - it all seemed like a fantastical dream to him.
But unfortunately, he also knew he couldn't obtain those abilities since he was crippled and his dantian was damaged.
Even his Chao clan's battle techniques he desperately practiced were also wiped out from his memory by the order of the Chao clan's leader, his father.
He recalled from his memory that in this society, cultivation was not just a mere skill, but a way of life that held immense importance.
It was a society where strength and power were revered above all else, and even young children were taught from an early age to be ruthless and unyielding.
Acts of violence and disrespect towards those weaker than them were not only condoned but encouraged, as they were seen as necessary steps towards personal growth and survival.
The sea, in this society, was a treacherous and unforgiving place.
It was a constant reminder of the fragility of life and the ever-present threat of death.
It was a place where only the strongest and most skilled could survive and emerge unscathed.
What was perhaps most shocking to him was the societal norm of early marriages.
In this society, children as young as 12 were considered mature enough to enter into the sacred bond of marriage.
As he reflected on these aspects of the society of this world, he couldn't help but feel a mix of awe and horror.
It was a world where innocence was stripped away prematurely, where violence and survival were intertwined, and where the sea served as a constant reminder of the harsh realities of life.
The population of this Celestial Thunder village was ridiculously high, surpassing six hundred thousand people.
It's mind-boggling to think about how much larger the towns and cities must be.
The mere thought of it makes him feel overwhelmed, so he decides to stop pondering over it.
With a shake of his head, he collects some large clams and a fish from the water tank, proceeding to clean and boil them.
His hunger takes precedence over everything else at the moment, so he doesn't even mind the lack of seasoning, only relying on salt.
Seasonings in this world were so expensive that only the rich could afford them, and their cooking methods were even worse compared to the ones he used on Earth.
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