Starting Cultivation in the Primeval Forest Translator: Xzy
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Since it was the weekend, Han Yu-jin rested soundly for about two days without using his ability.
Separate from the fact that the cost of using his ability was light, it felt like his mental energy didn't recover very quickly.
Also, just reading the books he had brought back as rewards was fulfilling enough.
'Visiting other worlds so consecutively makes reality feel a bit detached…'
He still couldn't believe he had awakened sometimes. It was even more so when he was looking at the cultivation arts and Dharma spells written in the language of another world.
As an aside, it felt like the knowledge and understanding of the relevant language had come along with these books when he selected them as rewards. If not, he would have felt like he'd been scammed.
Anyway,
While resting, Han Yu-jin attempted to cultivate the Origin Reversion Art a few times; he wasn't being overly ambitious and just wanted to succeed in feeling Spiritual Energy.
In fact, there was a part he was a little worried about.
'What is the quality of my Spiritual Root?'
To put it simply, a Spiritual Root was the ability to feel Spiritual Energy.
Spiritual Energy was usually said to fill the world, but to be precise about its origin, it came from the Primordial Chaos Realm, a cosmic flow of power that exists in a state of semi-overlap with reality.
So, strictly speaking, the ability to resonate with this Primordial Chaos Realm was what a Spiritual Root was.
'And this talent has grades.'
Depending on how good one's Spiritual Energy resonance was, the grades were divided into Heaven Spiritual Root, True Spiritual Root, and False Spiritual Root, in that order. And if a mortal had almost no resonance ability, they had a Null Spiritual Root.
Han Yu-jin wasn't even hoping for a Heaven Spiritual Root. He would be perfectly satisfied as long as it was a True Spiritual Root.
According to the common knowledge of the cultivation world, the difference in cultivation speed between a Heaven Spiritual Root and a True Spiritual Root could be up to ten times, but a Heaven Spiritual Root was literally a root bestowed by the heavens, so even expecting it was excessive greed.
Just having a True Spiritual Root was more than ten times better than the situation of a False Spiritual Root.
'Does that mean the difference in cultivation speed between a Heaven and a False Spiritual Root can be up to a hundred times?'
Thinking about it that way made him hope for a True Spiritual Root even more.
It was because even if he could somehow cover for a False Spiritual Root with his awakened ability, it seemed like it would be an incredible struggle.
Han Yu-jin didn't even consider the possibility of having a Null Spiritual Root.
Spiritual Energy was, in Earth terms, Mana, and it was common sense that all awakened individuals with special abilities could feel Mana.
The concept of Mana was originally a traditional cultural concept of various ethnic groups distributed across the Pacific islands, such as Melanesia.
The famous Maori people were also one of the peoples who believed in Mana.
In any case, the reason this concept of Mana became the representative noun for supernatural power was when it was used in a sci-fi novel that became a mega-hit in the 1950s.
The novel was such a hit that when the first rifts appeared and awakened individuals with special abilities began to emerge and showcase their mysterious powers, almost all Americans called that power Mana.
It spread throughout the world at such a rapid pace that it became an international standard.
'In China, they still just call it Qi, or Internal Energy.'
Anyway, it was common sense that all awakened individuals could feel Mana. There was no possibility that Han Yu-jin himself had a Null Spiritual Root.
Feeling his concentration gradually wander as he read the book, he lay down on his bed and relaxed while fiddling with his smartphone.
As he habitually opened his messenger app, something suddenly came to mind.
He checked the profile of his middle school classmate again, the one who might have been the catalyst for his awakening.
As he flipped through the photos, a dark satisfaction that was hard to pinpoint welled up inside him.
'If you two knew what kind of ability I awakened, you'd both fall over in shock.'
He knew that the two of them had done nothing wrong to him. Nevertheless, he felt a sense of triumph, as if he had carried out some kind of revenge.
So what? It was just a thought in his own head, anyway.
Closing the messenger app, Han Yu-jin then began to browse internet communities.
The places he visited with particular focus were, of course, sites that centered on the topics of Hunters and special abilities.
There was a time when he, too, had frequently visited such sites. Admiring and envying the luck that he desperately wished for but thought would never happen: awakening a special ability.
- If you give a heal while high on drugs, do you get an extra pleasure buff?
- But can you also cure the side effects of drugs with a heal?
- Looking at this, the best awakened ability is a healer.
- Being a Hunter is a real privilege, fuck lol.
- Current situation of the druggie heal-slut Lee X-min.jpg
As always, a festival of useless posts that were of no help to his life was visible.
The main topic seemed to be about a certain Hunter who was arrested for doing drugs.
And there wasn't a single post with a supportive nuance; most of them were full of hatred, criticizing and tearing the person down.
Somehow, to Han Yu-jin, those posts seemed less like a condemnation of the wrongdoing of doing drugs and more like an outburst of jealousy and envy towards a Hunter who had been lucky enough to awaken a special ability.
And strangely, he felt his self-esteem being filled from it. It was probably because of the thought that he himself could become the target of such jealousy and envy.
As he had keenly felt just a few days ago.
Life was originally unfair.
Now that he was the beneficiary of that unfairness, life couldn't feel more bright and hopeful.
He had been thinking of resting a bit, but suddenly he felt like his motivation was fully charged.
He immediately sat down in his computer chair and began to review his plan.
It was a plan for his own smooth entry into the Path of Immortality.
It would be much more advantageous to cultivate in a world with far more abundant Spiritual Energy than to continue cultivating here.
Of course, bringing the results of that cultivation into reality would consume Karma, but he had a gut feeling that he could bring it back anyway, and it was worth it.
Why was that?
Even if he used the same amount of his lifespan, he could save the time of this Earth world, which could be called his home base.
The Karma consumed could be considered the price for eliminating dangers like Qi Deviation that could occur when self-studying, and at the same time, the price for renting a good cultivation spot.
'I'll have to see if it's really good or bad, but I need to try at least a few times to get an estimate.'
With that thought, Han Yu-jin focused on reviewing his plan again.
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With sleep, Han Yu-jin entered that space full of darkness. He had now decided to call this place the 'Waiting Area'.
'As I thought, it's not possible.'
The first thing he checked was the presence of the survival backpack he had placed beside him just before falling asleep, but unfortunately, as he had expected, he couldn't bring it to this place.
But, as he had also expected, the items he had selected as rewards last time were all still here.
He could take them with him when he crossed the door, and even if he lost or damaged them there, he would be able to see them here again in perfect condition next time.
Just like how he himself would be fine even if he experienced death.
As he deepened his understanding of his awakened ability, Han Yu-jin approached the ever-changing door in front of him and slowly placed his hand on it.
A deep, resonant hum…!
The familiar resonant sound echoed out, and the form of the door became fixed.
It looked as if no proper civilization existed there, just a rough pile of rocks covered by overgrown vines.
Seeing it, Han Yu-jin suddenly had a worry.
'They're not going to dress me in primitive rags, are they?'
Until now, every time he visited a world, he had been changed into clothes that suited the place.
So it was only natural to worry about what kind of attire would suit this 'primitive world'.
Shaking off the brief, distracting thought, he packed a few books whose contents he hadn't fully memorized yet, the storage pouch, the Five Elements Sword, and the Spirit Liquid Gourd.
Then, after steeling his resolve, he pushed aside the hanging vines and stepped through the door.
It was an interdimensional travel he was already experiencing for the umpteenth time.
He glanced at the disappearing door and then, quite familiarly, surveyed his surroundings.
He was in a deep forest where enormous trees soared as if to pierce the sky. There was no sign of civilization at all, and the sunlight from the sky was partially blocked, giving it a slightly dark feeling despite it being daytime.
Fortunately, his attire was not primitive rags. It was a very modern and practical explorer's outfit. It even had a multi-purpose belt, allowing him to hang the storage pouch and the Five Elements Sword from it.
'Nice, very nice.'
Admiring it, he fastened the two items to his belt and, holding the rest in his hands, moved to find a shelter.
In this primitive world, he didn't need to worry about the malice of other people, but the dangers of the wild existed.
'And since it's so full of life, there must be a lot to eat.'
Until he entered the Path of Immortality and could use the Spirit Liquid Gourd, he would be able to survive without starving, albeit humbly.
Even if he failed, it was fine. He just had to try again and again.
With a mix of tension and excitement, he moved while constantly surveying his surroundings.
He wasn't just moving forward blindly but was heading towards a rocky cliff face that he could glimpse between the trees.
A short time later.
Before he even reached the cliff, he discovered a dugout shelter formed by the exposed roots under a large tree. It wasn't very large and seemed like it would be a tight fit for one person.
'This is it.'
It felt like it had been abandoned for a long time, but it might have an owner. But seeing as its size wasn't great, it didn't seem like it would be a big threat even if it did.
Putting down the items he was holding, he began to diligently widen the dugout using the Five Elements Sword. Its current size was far too small to be used as a shelter.
The work continued for several hours.
He dug frantically not just with the Five Elements Sword but also with his bare hands, scattered the resulting pile of dirt evenly around the area to dispose of it, and finally, brought nearby dry leaves and laid them on the floor of the roughly completed dugout.
For this planned exploration, he had diligently accumulated Bushcraft knowledge from MyTube and other sources.
Although he couldn't bring any tools, it meant he wasn't in the position of being stranded without any knowledge.
After he had even brought back a rock from the nearby cliff face to cover the entrance of the roughly completed shelter, he decided that he at least wouldn't die in his sleep and moved to find drinking water.
Of course, he had left the items that were inconvenient to carry in his temporary shelter.
Very luckily, he found a trickling spring not long after he started moving. Nearby, there was even a mushroom that looked edible.
'This can't all be just pure luck.'
It was probably thanks to him strongly wishing for these environmental conditions when he materialized the door.
With that thought, he drank a little of the spring water and then examined the condition of the mushroom.
He carefully touched it to his skin, and following a popular rumor, he checked if it tore easily vertically.
Just then, he saw a trace that looked like it had been eaten by some insects, which put his mind at ease a little.
He figured that if it were a poisonous mushroom, it wouldn't have been eaten by insects like this. Unless it was a very unusual insect with resistance to it.
After gathering some of the mushrooms, he returned to his shelter and sat down. Only then did he feel a sense of relief, thinking that he had completed all the urgent measures, and a deep sigh escaped him on its own.
After resting for a moment and recovering his spirits, he put a tiny piece of the mushroom in his mouth to taste it and then swallowed it to check for toxicity.
Then, he stopped worrying about the mushroom and sat comfortably, beginning his cultivation of the Origin Reversion Art.
Since it was a world he had come to based on a strong wish, the Spiritual Energy here was surely very abundant.
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