Chapter 10: The Dismantling Center
Life skills might sound boring and useless. Most cultivators, in their pursuit of strength, never waste time on these mundane skills.
Who wants to waste time on perfecting their ’Basic Walk’ when they could use that time to master a movement skill?
The answer was simple: Rhys did.
In his previous life, he had understood the importance of a solid foundation in any endeavor. In this new life, where a single mistake could lead to a permanent end, that understanding was magnified a thousandfold.
A Heaven-Grade movement technique was useless if you tripped over a root at a critical moment because your basic balance was flawed.
A legendary sword art meant nothing if you didn’t know how to maintain your blade.
And a cultivator with a body capable of levelling mountains was just a brute if he couldn’t even properly process his own weight.
This was the lesson the Shadowcat had taught him. Power was a tool, but life skills were the knowledge of how to wield it.
His System could grant him perfect mastery, but he had to provide the initial spark of knowledge—the raw experience for it to refine.
His plan was to spend a month in Greenleaf and master as many lifeskills as he could.
He needed to learn every practical skill that might become helpful in his journey as a cultivator: alchemy, formations,Enchantments and first and foremost, the skill he had so embarrassingly lacked after his first hunt—butchering.
He left the inn and headed toward the industrial district of Greenleaf, a part of town most cultivators and wealthy merchants actively avoided.