Lin Haoran then focus his attention on the ability column.
[Invisible hand of God: Level-34
Grade:- Cosmic Mystery
Progress:-67%]
"Sigh* It's really difficult to increase ability level
without stat point" Lin haoron sighed.
His stat points didn't travel with him, and since mission could no longer be assigned, he had no Idea on how to gain destiny points.
Therefore it could only resulted in him slowly training the abilities by himself...
Even so Telekinesis had only increase to Level 34.
Although this level might seem high at first glance, it only increased by 10% in strength each level, and at this point, He could only lift 25 kg of weight with this ability, which was enough to let one despair. Lin Haoran was even ashamed to call it Cosmic Mystery grade.
And as for The Primordial eye of chaos, it had not even increase by a single level despite Lin Haoran continuously using it.
Of course, He didn't blame the competency of the abilities—The Invisible Hand of God was a late bloomer, and the Primordial Eye of Chaos was already very powerful at Level 1, although it had no attack ability as of now.
The main issue right now was the lack of STAT points. The reason behind the weakness of these two abilities could entirely be blamed on the fact that Lin Haoran had no STAT points. If He had enough STAT points, he would be immediately invincible.
Of course Lin Haoran wasn't complete helpless either, 5 years had passed since his reincarnation and he had his master to protect him during these vulnerable period, and now even in the absence of this master, he was confident he could atleast fend off a random wild animals.
Time continue to pass as Lin haoran checked his other abilities- Primordial eye of chaos was still at 58% even after 3 years of continuous usage.
His mental strength was unusually strong, already 7 times stronger compare to normal adults.
Perhaps it was the result of him reincarnating and continuously using the his abilities for the past 3 years. As for Lin Haoran physical ability, although he could'nt be associated to with the word strong, for a 5 year old, his strength was already incredible having strength equal to that of a 7 or 8 year old and this was actually the result of his master teaching him martial arts.
Yes, martial arts. Although Lin Haoran's Master was reluctant to teach martial arts to a 5 year old, under Lin haoran persistant begging, he finally gave in this year.
The martial art of this world, although not to the point of to being able cut mountains and splitting the seas was quite powerful according to Lin haoran's perspective.
And not only martial arts— During the 3 years Since his reincarnation Chun Yijun actually carried Lin Haoran like his child on this back and wandered around completing missions and defeating beast and ghouls, due to this Chun Yijun also gained quite the fame being referred to as 'The child carrying sword master' or even 'The late bloomer'.
But the main point of this was that in compare to other transmigrators Lin haoran wasn't complete blind to the world, He had learned to read and write during these travels and he had seen more than a 5 year old was meant to see and the more Lin Haoran traveled around with his master, the more incredible this world seemed to be.
He was expose to cruel and intense swords fights at young age even just lately he had even encountered his first life threating ordeal where his master barely escape from the jaws of terrifying and bizarre monster leading to them returning to their abode back here in the mountains.
And not only that Lin haoran even heard from his master that were other races besides humans, and the human race were just a tiny cloud drifting in the vast expanse of the sky, on this incredible continent that had 12 suns.
Lin haoran dreamt for a moment and then raised his eyebrows.
"Well that was unusually fast?" He said as he frowned, He quickly close his 'Golden finger' and walked outside.
The broom that was still sweeping by itself came flying and landed on Lin Haoran's palm.
Suddenly, his Master, who had just left about an hour ago, reappeared on the horizon. However, this time, he looked haggard, with torn clothes and blood all over his body.
Lin Haoran was to surprise as he quickly ran up.
"Master!! what happened!!" He Asked.
"Nothing, Just some thieves who dare set a trap against me" the Old man said as he shrugging his shoulders. He didn't seem to mind, but anyone could tell it wasn't as simple as thieves setting traps. However, since his master didn't want to elaborate, Lin Haoran didn't ask further.
"hahhhh...Kid it seems we need to eat the dried meat for tonight" the master said as the he walk towards the shrine with Lin Haoran following behind him.
Soon, the sun slowly sets in the horizon, and in the small shed, Lin haoran was biting off a hard piece of meat chewing them, opposite him, his master was also finally done bandaging himself.
The two remained silent for a while, until the master broke the silence.
"Haoran, how is your progress of Mountain tiger Fist?" the old man ask.
"Master I think can freely transition with the 3 first pose, I can move on with 4th pose now" Lin haoran replied, Mountain tiger fist was the current and only technique his master had taught him, as for whether if its strong or not Lin Haoran has no idea.
"First 3 pose...Good, good, try to keep up" The old man said as he smiled softly.
" I'll be sleeping first, remember to put out the fire before you to sleep" The old man said as he went to sleep.
Meanwhile, on the floor, Lin Haoran was quietly looking on as his master went to bed. Soon enough, his master started snoring, but at this moment Lin Haoran frowned.
"Its happening again" he muttered.
Although his master was not grievously injured and the blood on him was mostly not his. This was not what truly caught his attention.
It was the aura of black gas surrounding his master which only he could see.