"Three days after this old servant was killed by that ghost, I became a new ghost..."
"Wait, you turned into a new ghost after being killed by one?"
Xin Yang had been in this world for over a month, yet he had never seen any news online about people turning into ghosts after being killed.
"Yes, my lord."
"This old servant has spent over two thousand years in this world and knows it inside out. Please allow this old servant to explain in detail..."
"This world can roughly be divided into four categories: Otherworlders and native humans, primordial ghosts and human-turned ghosts..."
"What are native humans?"
Xin Yang understood what Otherworlders meant. It referred to the humans of the Eerie Continent. Back in Bama Village, the villagers had called students like Xin Yang that.
But he had no idea what native humans were.
"My lord, native humans are humans who have lived in this land for generations."
"This land?"
Xin Yang thought for a moment and gestured for the Burial Temple Ghost to continue...
"Yes, my lord! This land has boundaries. This old servant once traveled across it. At the far north and far south, there are two enormous checkpoints."
"The southern checkpoint is simply a massive pass."
"But the northern checkpoint is a giant city, filled with many powerful Otherworlders."
"This old servant did not dare approach and could only watch from dozens of li away."
Xin Yang secretly clicked his tongue. "Then what is the difference between native humans and Otherworlders?"
The Burial Temple Ghost looked at Xin Yang, organizing its words before continuing. "My lord, based on this old servant's observations over the past two thousand years, there are two main differences between Otherworlders and native humans."
"First, Otherworlders have ghosts within their bodies and can use ghostly abilities to fight ghosts. Native humans of this land do not have ghosts within their bodies."
"Second, native humans become human-turned ghosts after being killed by ghosts, and human-turned ghosts retain the memories of their lives."
"When Otherworlders are killed by ghosts, no new ghosts are born. However, killing and devouring Otherworlders can raise the ghost rank of primordial ghosts and human-turned ghosts."
"Then what do native humans rely on to resist ghosts? If they have no abilities at all, shouldn't they have died out long ago?"
"My lord, native humans fight ghosts by cultivating techniques. Native humans who cultivate techniques can gain the strength to contend with ghosts."
"Otherworlders cannot learn or use techniques. That is also one way to distinguish native humans from Otherworlders."
Cultivation techniques?
What the hell???
Xin Yang's mind was in complete turmoil.
After arriving in this world over a month ago, Xin Yang had believed that humans everywhere relied on their companion ghosts to fight ghosts. He had thought this was a modern sci-fi society. Yet after entering the ghost checkpoint, he discovered that this world was becoming increasingly extraordinary.
"Do you know how this land came to be?"
"This old servant does not..."
"Then why did you just say that the Drought Demon could not enter this world?"
"In reply to my lord, this world has a world rule. Whether native humans, Otherworlders, human-turned ghosts, or primordial ghosts, anyone who surpasses Disaster Ghost Rank Eight will vanish."
No wonder Xin Yang had never encountered a ghost above Disaster Ghost Rank Eight after arriving at Checkpoint 108.
Yet Xin Yang still had countless questions in his heart.
But the Burial Temple Ghost could not answer them, because it did not know either.
Still, Xin Yang became curious about those so-called cultivation techniques. In his previous life, he had once dreamed of flying on a sword.
"Do you know any techniques? Teach me!"
"My lord, ghosts and Otherworlders cannot use cultivation techniques. If this old servant is not mistaken, my lord, if you are not a ghost, then you must be an Otherworlder."
"Can't you just tell me whether you know any techniques or not?"
He thought that he would just give it a try. If he truly could not learn cultivation techniques, then he would completely give up on his fantasy of "flying on a sword."
"Before this old servant entered the city to take the imperial examination, I learned a cultivation technique from the captain of the village's Night Patrol Team."
"This old servant will teach my lord now..."
Following the Burial Temple Ghost's instructions, Xin Yang began silently reciting the chant and meditating.
Who knew how much time passed.
Xin Yang felt a rhythm stirring within his body. Half an hour later, he felt a faint numbness in his lower abdomen, as if a stream of air were darting wildly around inside it.
"Mm, could this be the so-called dantian? And that stream of air is the legendary inner force?" Xin Yang was overjoyed.
His meridians and acupoints were instantly opened. A speck of black spiritual light rose from above his dantian and fell into its position. In an instant, it opened up his dantian, then transformed into a wisp of energy that coursed through his body and meridians.
[You have learned the Basic Ghost-Energy Breathing Technique] [Current level of Basic Ghost-Energy Breathing Technique: Beginner] [Attribute gained: Physique +1]
"How is that possible?" The Burial Temple Ghost was so shocked that its jaw nearly dropped.
However, it had already signed a slavery contract with Xin Yang, so it could not harbor any ill intent toward him at all. Xin Yang had once again shattered its understanding of the world.
Xin Yang himself had not expected to succeed. He had merely tried it on a whim.
Could it be because he was from Earth?
That was why he could cultivate techniques?
The Burial Temple Ghost stood frozen for a long time before it recovered. "My lord, please forgive this old servant's lapse in composure. This old servant has been human and ghost for over two thousand years, yet this is the first time I have seen an Otherworlder learn a cultivation technique."
Since he could learn cultivation techniques, Xin Yang thought, didn't that mean he had another advantage?
"Do you know any other techniques? Teach them all to me."
"This old servant is incapable. Back then, this old servant only knew this basic breathing technique. Over the past two thousand years, this old servant never thought to seek out other techniques, because techniques are useless to ghosts."
"Then where can one learn techniques?"
"This old servant guesses that the Night Patrol Team in every village has different techniques, though none of them should be of very high rank."
"If you want high-ranked techniques, you will only have a chance to obtain them by entering a county city in this land."
"Then we shouldn't delay. Let's go."
"My lord, where are we going?"
"We'll kill ghosts as we travel, then head back to the village and see if we can obtain new techniques."
"Yes, my lord!"
Xin Yang headed out of the temple.
He had not gone far before turning around and discovering that a temple was following behind him.
"Can't you make yourself smaller?"
"My lord, this Burial Temple is this old servant's ghostly item and ghost domain, so it cannot shrink."
"Then what are we supposed to do? I can't possibly drag a temple around everywhere I go."
Just as Xin Yang racked his brains for a solution, Little Black Ball flew out of his body.
Little Black Ball darted back and forth between the Burial Temple Ghost and Xin Yang. Then, a message appeared in Xin Yang's mind.
Little Black Ball contained a ghostly space that could store ghostly items and ghosts.
Ever since Xin Yang awakened Little Black Ball, neither he nor his brother had figured out what it was for.
Only now, after Little Black Ball flew out on its own and sent this information into Xin Yang's mind—
did Xin Yang finally learn of this ability.
"You can do that? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I always thought your companion ghost was just a decoration."
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