Reincarnated As An Energy With A System Chapter 82
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Early in the morning, before the sun had even risen up, Ning stopped cultivating and walked out of his room. He had already finished collecting sound energy for the day.
His mind was flaring with pain as he had spent most of the night simultaneously looking at his own information with the Qi Cultivation analysis.
Even when used on oneself, it required a bit of mental strength, and keeping it up overnight made his mind hurt a lot.
He didn't do it for nothing, however. He was using up his mental strength to gain it back with a little more added onto it. It hurt him very much to do so, but the fact that it made his mind stronger was enough reason for him to continue it.
Dawn had arrived, but the sun was still down. So he made his way to the open training ground, where a few different disciples were already training their morning arts or practicing different techniques.
Ning started dancing the same as he did every time he practiced the Sun god's morning cleansing technique. Within moments, Qi started gathering around him and entered his body as it cleaned both yang and yin energy that was inside him.
So, when the sun did rise above the horizon, the first light of the day that carried the Purest of yang cleansed his body from the inside and made it just that much stronger.
Once he was done he checked his strength using the Body Cultivation Analysis. Similar to Qi Cultivation Analysis, Body Cultivation Analysis also used up the mental strength to check the information. However, unlike Qi Cultivation Analysis, Body Cultivation analysis didn't require a lot of mental strength, and there wasn't more than one layer of information to check, so it was fine.
The only time it used up a lot of mental strength was when the body cultivator was really strong. Unlike Qi cultivation, Body cultivation didn't have fancy names. It only had a single number to represent how strong a person was.
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It started at Level 1 and went on forever. However, most people instead used the Qi cultivation realms as a metric for body cultivation as well.
Each set of numbers were given an equivalent realm name to make it easier to understand. Levels 1 - 9 were equivalent to the first 9 realms of the Qi Condensation realm.
Level 10-18 was the foundation establishment realm, and so on. Each new level in body cultivation required either a lot of time or a lot of precious materials to make one's body stronger.
Ning looked at his level and sighed, it was at level 5. Meaning, his body was as strong as people with Qi Condensation 5th realm, however, now that he was here, it was taking longer to go up.
Soon, he would have to either abandon the technique or improve it. Ning didn't want to do either. Not until he was starting to double the cap.
Once he was done with body cultivation, he brought out Night to let him fly around a bit, but it seemed he didn't want to as it was morning already.
'Does he really just want to move around at night?' he wondered.
He went back to his room to cultivate. He could feel that the breakthrough was right around the corner. However, after a few hours, he had to leave the room and go to participate in one of the 3 different sections of Beast taming.
From his perspective, Beast care would take a lot of time. Beast training would require him to be there a lot and it would also require him to take an exam for it.
So, the easiest thing to do was Beast feeding. As long as you fed the beasts once a day, you were exempt from doing anything for the rest of the day.
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"That's a perfect job for me. Oh, I wish there aren't a lot of people looking to vie for this job," he hoped.
There weren't.
His hope came true. Ning was standing in the place where you registered yourself for feeding the beasts. In front of him were 5 new disciples of the 20 that had joined, aside from that, there were maybe 5 other people here.
In a sect that took in 20 disciples every month, this was a very low amount. "Even the training ground had 5 times more people. What is going on?" he wondered.
Along with the other 5, he went to register his name.
There was a girl at the register who was lazily slouching on the desk like she didn't have any sleep last night.
"Welcome to the beast feeding section of the Mist Origin Sect, what can I do for you?" he said in an unenthusiastic, monotone voice.
"Uhh… we came to register ourselves in this section." One of the new men said.
The girl's eyes turned bright as she looked at the 6 people in front of her, but they drooped her head as she shook it. "Heh, here I was excited someone finally came to join again. Turns out its just new disciples who want to take the easy way out. Go back kids, this task is not as easy as you think it is," the girl said and went back to slouching.
"What?" the disciples were confused.
"What? You didn't consult with the other disciples before coming here, did you? So you don't know how dangerous this task really is. Compared to Beast care and Beast training where they deal with fully fed, satiated beasts, we have to feed the hungry beasts that might end up killing us and eating us instead."
"Oi, Rekiel, come here," she shouted to the side.
A dark-skinned man came rushing towards her, "what is it sister?" he asked.
"These kids are here to register for us without learning about us. Teach them the lesson," she said.
"Oh, you guys nearly made a big mistake. Look," he said as he pulled up his right robe and half of his hand was missing. "It was eaten by a herbivore while I was feeding it foliage. A herbivore. If you guys don't want to die, you better leave."
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