《Shut Up: You Nymphomaniac Evil Sword》the new world
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As he was walking back, he recalled the events of the past 3 months and what he had learned .
He had already learned the local language smoothly, then he got to know that the planet on which he woke up was called Ayangdad.
The planet was named after a famous sage that lived on this planet a long time ago.
Interstellar travel were very common in this world and Ayangdad was a small planet in the great star system known as Taraveda star system
The name of the star system was also similarly given after a famous saint Taraveda.
He had also found a new source of income by hunting wild beasts and spirit beasts.
The wild beasts were mutated and powerful ordinary beasts, while Spirit beasts were wild beasts who started absorbing spirit energy from the surroundings.
After living for a long time Spirit beasts gained more intelligence and started learning the natural laws with more time.
Spirit beasts were divided into different levels.
These wild beast and spirit beasts were not only used for their meat, but as raw materials for creating medicines and many other purposes .
The doctors were also not just doctors but alchemists, they created their own medicine for specific diseases.
There were also many medicines that were mass produced, but the effect of a custom made one was a hundred times that of the mass produced ones.
A doctor has to pass certain tests to be approved as an alchemist, there was only one alchemist in the village, the old lady.
There were also many other professions which evolved into an entirely different profession, like black smiths evolved into artifact masters, hunters evolved into mercenaries, astrologers evolved into formation masters and similarly many others.
The most common and most revered profession was that of the warriors, they were the practitioners of martial path.
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While other professions had ranks for masters at different levels, warriors were separated by different realms.
The first being ordinary warrior realm, then true warrior realm, supreme warrior realm and so on.
The common people did not know much about the divisions of warrior realms, but everybody knew the epitome of the warrior path was warrior Saints.
Throughout history there have only been a very few talented geniuses who became warrior Saints, They were monsters blessed by the heavens themselves.
People knew them by their titles rather than their names, like the Saint of myriad weapons who was known throughout every world.
It was said that there were no weapons that this saint couldn't handle in the entire universe, he had mastered every weapon .
The great Taraveda was the first disciple of the Saint of myriad weapons and his title was the saint of unwavering will.
If Saint of myriad weapons inspired awe and bravery in the hearts of the people, then Taraveda inspired justice and respect for the law.
Taraveda was respected throughout the universe as a true man of his word, he could die but never falter from keeping his promise.
There was another path that was equally revered to the path of warriors, called the path of seekers or the path of sages.
They were like philosophers or scientists, they were seekers of truth and understanding.
The sages were also divided into different realms and the epitome of the path of seeker was a Divine Sage.
Both the sages and saints were powerful beings.
The main difference being, Sages were mostly peace loving people and focused on transforming the world and people more.
They were more aligned to seeking truth than power and since power was necessary to unravel the ultimate truth, they gained power without even looking for it.
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These paths and professions were inter connected.
A great sage was actually as powerful as a great saint.
Sometimes sages themselves were saints and one of the best examples being the saint of myriad weapons.
The saint of myriad weapon was actually the son of a great divine sage and was brought up in the path of a sage.
until a terrible tragedy happened and the saint of myriad weapons chose the path of a warrior and became a saint.
All of this was the knowledge he gained from the villagers, and their knowledge was limited.
So Sam was not sure about the complete legitimacy.
But Sam did gain a small hint and according to his understanding the path of warrior was about cultivating self...while the path of a sage was about cultivating the world.
It was like warriors transformed themselves through different methods, while the sages transformed the world through different methods.....
Sam didn't spend much time thinking about this, since he did not have enough credible knowledge and information to come to any proper conjecture and he might end up becoming a sage in the process.
But he was too young for that ....(and me too)
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