Chapter 5: Getting Started

Hoang Minh returned home, and the first thing he wanted to do was to find books about this continent. It would be best to learn on his own since he couldn't rely on the limited knowledge of little Chan Minh. However, after searching high and low, he couldn't find any books about the continent. Hoang Minh shook his head in frustration.

"That's right, I should ask that little fatty. With him around, I should have thought of it sooner!"

A week later, Hoang Minh spent his days helping his mother with household chores, training his body, and reading books to gain some basic knowledge.

Hoang Thien continent was a vast land, so vast that no one knew its exact size. Humans coexisted with various creatures. Many books even mentioned races only found in legends, such as dwarves, spirit folk, beast-men, menfolk, stone folk, and most importantly, the demon race. The most bloodthirsty and ferocious of them all!

As for cultivation, it was divided into three types. First was the warrior class. They were powerful fighters who usually led in battles, with high damage, skilled in close combat, and courageous. Second was the mage class. These individuals had strong spirits, proficient in various spells and magical arts, even capable of turning the tide of a battle with a single technique. Third was the beast tamer class. These were people who could control beast companions in battle and deploy them strategically like an army. Each beast tamer could control a maximum of five beast spaces, no more.

Most hunting parties consisted of members from all three professions to ensure they were well-rounded enough to handle the challenges of hunting in the forests and wilderness.

Warriors went through stages of cultivation from qi training, body refining, spirit awakening, metal spirit, profound spirit, and holy spirit. Each stage was divided into primary, intermediate, advanced, and peak levels before advancing to the next. It was a long-term accumulation of development.

The same tier system applied to mages.

Beast tamers also had levels, but fewer. They were disciple, creator, sect leader, grand sect leader, and divine master.

It was all so confusing!

Hoang Minh gritted his teeth. Well, whatever. He didn't have to follow the same cultivation path as the locals here. His cultivation was in a different realm, a completely different way.

Half a month passed. Every morning, Hoang Minh would be on the mountain early, absorbing spiritual energy as the sun began to rise. That was the moment when heaven and earth intersected. He would meditate and stabilize his earth absorption technique. If the high-level cultivators here saw his ability to absorb earth energy, they would be shocked! When reaching the realm of the divine, one could exchange with the earth and gradually digest energy bit by bit. But those who reached the divine realm usually lived for two to three hundred years. They were all old monsters. As for the holy realm, it was uncertain if it even existed because no holy being had appeared in hundreds of years!

Hoang Minh suddenly opened his eyes, his dark eyes filled with determination. He began to practice physical exercises such as push-ups, running, and sit-ups. He always wore a 5kg sandbag on his body. These were the exercises he had practiced back in the 21st century.

He wanted his body to become strong, to change his destiny! In this half-month of training, his body had been refined thanks to the Earth Creation Technique. His physique became sturdy and muscular, looking much more imposing!

When the sun had risen high above the trees, he finally stopped and descended the mountain. His family's house was at the foot of the mountain, with only three rooms. His parents' room and his room. As he walked down, his mind was filled with exciting thoughts, and he hummed a song, his childish voice sounding cheerful and pleasant.

"Walking down the path of misty clouds, the fog fades away, taking steps into the distance..."

As his figure disappeared from the road, an old man stepped out, smiling as he watched. The old man was probably around 60 years old, with graying hair and beard, but his eyes were still bright and sharp, full of wisdom. The old man hummed along to the tune of Hoang Minh's song and then quietly disappeared!

A master!