Qi Land, in the southwest of Otteris Empire, Jasimo Province.
Sanctuary Village, if one were only to hear its name, would certainly find it quite astonishing. However, in reality, it's just a small village with a little over hundred households located to the south of Nord City in Jasimo Province. The reason for being named Sanctuary is because, according to legend, a Qi Sage level Qi Master emerged from this place a hundred years ago. This has always been Sanctuary Village's everlasting pride.
Outside Sanctuary Village lies vast expanses of farmland, whose grain and vegetables are supplied to Nord City. Although Nord City is not considered a large city within Jasimo Province, its proximity to the border with another empire makes it one of the starting points for trade between the two great empires, contributing to its prosperity. Consequently, this also enhances the living standards of civilians in the surrounding villages compared to other areas.
Dawn was just breaking, with a hint of pale red-white color moon rising in the east, when a slender figure appeared atop a small hill, only a hundred meters high, near Sanctuary Village.
It was a boy, more than seventeen or eighteen years old. Clearly, he often basked in the warmth of the sun, as his skin was a healthy white color like porcelain, complemented by short black hair that looked neat and tidy. His clothes were simple, yet clean.
Boy climbing a hundred-meter hill was easy task like piece of cake, but curiously, when he reached the summit, he showed no signs of flushed face or shortness of breath, appearing completely at ease.
The boy settled down at the top of the hill, his eyes fixed intently on the gradually brightening white moon to the east. He breathed slowly in through and out through the nose, inhaling and exhaling gently to form a beautiful cycle of black and white.
sudden, his eyes widened as a faint white energy seemed to flash across the white moon on the distant horizon. If one did not possess exceptional eyesight and concentration, it would be impossible to notice its presence.
The appearance of the white brought the boy's attention into sharp focus. He didn't even exhale anymore but continued to inhale slowly and softly while keeping his eyes locked onto the fleeting white hue.
This white energy did not last long. As the pale white moon was gradually overpowered by the rising sun's hues, the white energy had completely vanished.
Only then did the boy slowly close his eyes and let out a long breath of turbid air. A stream of white breath, exhaled from his mouth and slowly dispersed.
After sitting in meditation for a while, the boy opened his eyes again. Perhaps because of the contact with the white energy in the sky, his eyes showed a faint layer of white light. Though this white hue did not linger long before fading quietly away, it was very clear while it lasted.
Letting out a dejected sigh, the boy made an expression of helplessness. Shaking his head, he muttered to himself. "Still no success, my White Heaven Method was given by system, was still cannot break through the first bottleneck. It's been five full months already. What could be the reason? Even my White Heaven Eyes, which can only be cultivated in the morning with the aid of the white energy from the east, have been improving steadily. If the White Heaven Method can't break through the bottleneck, my White Heaven Hands can't be improved further. When I first cultivated this technique, I don't seem to recall encountering any problem. The White Heaven Method has 9 levels; why is this first one proving to be so troublesome? Could it be because this world doesn't have any vital energy something like in novels?"
Having arrived in this world for over three years now, this boy was none other than Kartikeya, who had died in accident. When he regained consciousness, he found himself unable to do anything except feel warmth. Contrary to his expectations, death did not come. Soon after, he arrived in this world through a compressing process.
It was much later that Kartikeya understood what had happened. He hadn't died, but he was no longer the Kartikeya from before.
Having come to this world, after the initial shock, fear, excitement, and now calm, Kartikeya had fully accepted his new reality. In his view, it was as if the heaven had given him another chance. Perhaps, the greatest wish of his previous life could be fulfilled in this one.
He arrived in this world with nothing, but Kartikeya possessed the greatest treasure: system. As the most outstanding system, system give him a unknown rank method called White Moon Heaven Skill. Kartikeya was hoped to create the miracle like protagonist in novels in this world.
"Time to go back." Kartikeya said to himself, glancing at the sky. His slender body leaped up and he ran down the hillside. If anyone had been there to see him, they would have been astounded; with each stride, he covered nearly ten feet, and the uneven terrain of the mountain had no effect on him. He easily dodged and weaved through, moving even faster than adults.
After being born, it took Kartikeya nearly a 3 months to adopt to this world. He still remembered that at first him, although he couldn't open he couldn't understand, he gain his body previous owner memories, and he heard a deep male voice crying out in heart-wrenching grief. When he finally learned and recalled with his extraordinary memory, he could only remember that the man seemed to be shoutingin his sleep, "Ramya, don't leave me." That man was his father, Amith. His mother in this world had already died from complications during childbirth.
Whether it was fate or sheer coincidence, the name Amith gave him in memory of his late wife was miraculously still Kartikeya.
The children of the same age in the village often teased him because of lost mother, but Kartikeya was quite content with it. After all, it was true. The familiarity alone made him fond of these two characters.