Cultivation Through Artifacts

The moment he read the very first sentence in the book, Khal suddenly smiled and thought, “Haha… Just as my young self.”

In his past life, Khal could remember that he has also written a diary every day and he too started it with his story with a sentence similar to this.

However, he could also remember that one day his father noticed him do it, and as a result, he took his diary away and threw it into the furnace.

And to make that memory even worse, he got a beating that he couldn’t forget even until this moment.

Since then he has never started to write a single diary again, in fear that he would bring his father’s wrath on him once again and getting another beating.

But things have changed since then…

“Well… That is now the past.”, said Khal with a sour expression and continued to read.

“Today nothing special happened. Mom and Dad brought me into a park where we unexpectedly met with Liza and her parents. We have played a bunch!”

Reading the first few pages, Khal realized that the real Khal has started to write this book since a very long time ago.

“Just since when did he start writing?”

Flipping the pages over one after another, Khal realized that this dairy was started at least 6 years ago if not more.

“Woah… To think he wrote this much for such a long time…”, said Khal with awe and continued to read.

One sentence after another, Khal read a bunch of useless information, but at the same time, he learned a lot of things from his past self and Liza.

First, it seemed that before the incident both of them were from noble families, making him a noble too. However, as he can see it currently, that noble Khal and Liza could be nowhere to be seen now, but this wasn’t a surprise at all.

It wasn’t a surprise at all, because in the diary, exactly around a year ago, the writings suddenly stopped and only started after a few months again.

It wrote that after an unknown incident that put their whole house on fire, burning everything into crisps and dust, he was the sole survivor from his family.

And what was even more stranger, that this didn’t only happen with Khal, but with almost a hundred of other noble families in the proximity, including Liza and her parents too.

However, unfortunately, from those hundreds of families, the only ones who survived were Liza and him.

And because there were no relatives who could have taken care of them, because all of them died in the fire too or were currently way far away from them, they needed to live here.

Just thinking about the fact that from almost a hundred of families only they have survived, made Khal feel that this incident couldn’t be accidental at all, that was for sure.

“I definitely couldn’t be the only one who thinks in this way, could I?”, thought Khal with a slight frown, but after a small while, he just shook his head helplessly.

“Well, currently I can’t do anything about this, so let’s just put this matter to the side for the time being.”

With that in mind, Khal flipped to the second page and continued to read again.

However, for some reason, the content in the diary suddenly changed and the daily life of the old Khal vanished, while some other new interesting things started to appear.

But as Khal continued to read these new things, slowly his expression started to become more and more stunned, while the content of the diary became even more complicated.

After reading for almost an hour in deep silence, because of the desire to understand everything as much as he could, Khal lowered the book in his hand, while his expression became bewildered.

“This… This can’t be really true, can it?”

Unfortunately, he couldn’t understand everything clearly, because things like Ceremony, Cultivation Stages, Beasts that were killed to obtain greater power, and other unknown things that Khal couldn’t get the meaning of could be read.

Yet, even like this, what could Khal instantly understood was one thing. It was the part when he read about the stuff called the Talent Ceremony.

It seems in this world, teenagers at the age of sixteen went through a trial called as the Talent Ceremony.

At this ceremony, teenagers sat down in a middle of an altar and after drinking some kind of strange fluid, which was given by a Saint, they could obtain unique powers, setting their destiny into stone for all eternity.

That power was called as their Cultivation Talent.

After the Ceremony, each person would obtain different Cultivation Talent. Some obtained heaven-defying abilities, while others only got better than average ones.

It was also stated in the diary that after obtaining the Cultivation Talent, you had to kill creatures, called as the Realm Beasts to become stronger.

To get both yourself and your Cultivation Talent stronger, you needed to consume their essence after their death.

Khal didn’t quite understand all of these things, because right now everything was way too foreign for him.

However, he did understand one thing for sure.

Holding his head in utter disbelief, Khal looked at the ground before him, and after processing the things he just read over and over again, he started to mumble quietly.

“It seems I not only did get reincarnated but into a world where cultivation truly exists. Am I dreaming or is this truly happening with me right now? I need to clarify it to be sure!”

With that, Khal stood up and walked before the wall on the side.

Putting both of his hands on the wall’s surface, he leaned back a bit and was about to hit his head powerfully into the wall, when suddenly the room’s door opened wide and Liza walked in.

“Khal, it’s dinner… Huh? What are you doing?”

“…”

Seeing Liza’s raised eyebrows and confused expression, Khal felt like a total idiot, so as a result he let the wall go and without hesitation acted as nothing happened at all.

“Woah, it’s dinner already? Finally! Let’s go, I was about to starve to death!”

With that said, Khal picked up the diary from the bed and after putting it on the bookshelf above the table, he walked out of the room with steady steps, completely ignoring Liza’s piercing glare.

Liza seeing Khal act like this, frowned slightly, but still, she didn’t say anything at all and followed him out of the room too.

However just as she was about to close the door, she glanced back for one last time at the diary on the shelf and after thinking about something with a confused look, she finally closed the door.