My Adventure Diary of Reincarnating as a Bad Woman

The stronger the control ability, the more psychic energy, and the higher the quality of psychic energy, the more powerful the initial skills will be.

With a rich imagination, you can play in many ways.

So, Noita found an equally huge puppet for the ice element to fight against it.

Soon, the giant snake was smashed into pieces by the ice element, but several more giant snakes rose into the sky, blocking the view in all directions.

The ice element is not afraid of these giant snakes that are only for show. It can smash them to pieces with just one punch.

It charged towards the giant snake, and Noita laughed scornfully.

Hooked.

The girl slightly bent her five fingers, and a sharp sword appeared in her palm.

She has not yet obtained any profession related to the Mirror Heaven Path, and her psychic power is currently limited. If she really wants to get rid of the ice element quickly, she has to fight in close combat. With the support of the warrior profession's abilities, the frost blade can easily cut through the ice element.

However, the Frost Blade cannot be seen by the Ice Dragonfly. This sword cannot be seen in the light and needs a giant snake to block the view.

Noita jumped with all his might and rushed towards the ice element with the frost blade in hand.

One strike of the sword left a huge cut on its body. In a moment, the girl slashed with the sword three times, and the ice element's arm broke and fell off.

Just at this moment, the giant snake hit it, and from a distance it seemed that the giant snake broke the ice element's arm.

Relying on the cover of the giant snake ice sculpture, Noita cut off the ice elements with one sword after another, and finally made the core have no escape.

With one stab of the sword, the ice element died.

[Destroy the Ice Elemental Elder and gain 13200 experience]

Remember, Ice Dragonfly stole 13200 experience points from me.

Chapter 73 Shaman and Trial

Both ice elementals were destroyed, their massive remains slowly disappearing into the ice, leaving no trace of material behind.

The dust raised by the battle settled, and the frost blade disappeared from Noita's palm.

The Gate City connects everything, its presence omnipresent. Therefore, even if her lair were destroyed, Noita wouldn't worry about the safety of her supplies. As long as she had sufficient spiritual energy and the Gate City market wasn't shut down, she wouldn't be left without ammunition and food.

After the ice element was destroyed, no other enemies appeared on the ice.

Noita turned back to Ice Dragonfly and dragged her up Silver Peak.

Because they all defeated the guardian ice element alone, they were all allowed to set foot on the land of Silver Peak.

The white stone steps were smooth and delicate, with handrails on either side. They were icy cold, making anyone who sat on them shiver. Noita initially thought they were some kind of extremely cold trial staircase. However, after sitting for a while, the area under her buttocks warmed up, proving she was mistaken. This was just an ordinary road.

The ice dragonfly sat on the stairs, gazing at the ice and snow in the distance. Its tranquil gaze seemed to have experienced a wonderful bath for the soul, without any desire.

He is not happy with things, nor sad with himself, like a sage who has seen through the world.

Noita waved gently in front of her, but the Ice Dragonfly did not respond.

This made her wonder if the medicine was too strong.

In order to prevent Ice Dragonfly from remaining in this state of oblivion, Noita turned over the handrail, took a ball of fresh snow, lit a fire to heat it up, and then prepared a soothing powder, stirred it evenly, and fed it to Ice Dragonfly, hoping that the hot water would make her feel better.

Noita focused on the ice dragonfly's eyes. They were a pair of snow-white eyes, with white irises and pupils that were a deeper ice-white. Because of the different degrees of white, the two were clearly distinguished, allowing people to tell where the pupils were.

When Noita appeared in the visual range of the ice dragonfly, her eyes turned, and a strange, scrutinizing look flew out from the window of her soul and shone on the girl.

Someone is watching you.

Seven log reminders appeared one after another in a very short period of time, which made Noita look up vigilantly and look around.

However, everything was quiet, and only her movements echoed among the mountains, forests and snow.

Noita shook the ice dragonfly, hoping to speed up the ice dragonfly's absorption of the bolus just like shaking the bottle to mix the medicine evenly in the water.

After more than a minute, the cold wind blew, and Ice Dragonfly turned her head and looked at her palm thoughtfully.

She said: "I have recovered, and I am not a cup, stop shaking it."

"Isn't this for quick results?"

Releasing his hand, Noita asked, "Are you physically fit enough to climb a mountain?"

"Sure." Ice Dragonfly's answer was clear and concise.

To prove what she said was true, she stood up and climbed up.

Noita followed closely behind, walking parallel to her.

The stone steps are spacious, with room for two people to walk together.

So the two of them climbed up. There was a platform every hundred meters for people to rest. When Noita was recording the terrain, he saw traces of long-term fires and tourists resting on the platforms.

An ordinary nest would never have such traces. This should be the fragment of Typhon's dream, which has merged with the nest, giving the nest an unusual part.

So the observations mentioned in the previous log came from the shaman spirit of Silver Peak?

She encountered a shaman on her first lair raiding mission. Do the shamans in Silver Peak have the same mentality as that shaman?

Thousands of thoughts converged in Noita's mind, making her look a little absent-minded, but she did not neglect her work. She recorded the terrain and vegetation along the way in detail.

Suddenly, the ice dragonfly stopped.

Noita subconsciously kept an eye on his surroundings, but the mountains were quiet and peaceful, and there didn't seem to be any enemies.

The place where they stopped was a platform. This time the platform was no longer empty. Instead, there was a stone beast statue the size of two hands squatting on top of the handrail.

It was a doe.

Ice Dragonfly's gaze was fixed on the stone statue.

"Greetings to you, mountaineering warrior."

A soft voice came from the woods, and the cool breeze brought the light fragrance of plum blossoms.

Deep in the forest, an elegant doe walked out slowly. As she walked, pale pink and pure white plum blossoms bloomed one after another. In the blink of an eye, the branches were full of clusters and the forest was filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Noita recalled the power and voice that supported her when she was almost thrown up the mountain by the ice dragonfly, and it gave her the same feeling as this sentence.

Extremely soft.

It should be the shaman mentioned in the log.

Noita was unfamiliar with the etiquette between shamans, so she greeted it with the chest-touching gesture common among mountain dwellers: "Greetings, respected shaman, guardian of Silver Peak."

The shaman knelt forward and bowed his head in return.

It slowly approached, confusion flickering in its lively eyes. "Mountaineer, you have passed the test of the guardian spirit, ascended the holy mountain, and walked a thousand steps to stand before me. Yet, I cannot see the devotion in your eyes. You are not a pilgrim, yet the aura of silence runs through your blood. Has the noble Immortal sent you to bring him his message?"

"That's not the case," Noita told it truthfully. "We simply got lost in the snowy plains and came across the striking Silver Peak, so we decided to climb it."

"I see," the doe said softly, suddenly realizing, "not a pilgrim, not a messenger, but a challenger."

Realizing this, the doe's tone turned cold. "Do you wish to challenge me? If not, please return the way you came. If you cannot defeat me, you must not proceed. The Holy Mountain is a test for the brave. The weak must not enter, and the wicked must not set foot there. Only after passing the test of the cold wind can you continue forward."

The cold wind turned biting, and the soft voice was as cold as the wind.

This sudden change in the health bar made Noita feel uneasy. She did not give a direct answer, but asked the doe what happened to her companion.

Ice Dragonfly had been staring at the stone doe statue for quite some time.

He turned a deaf ear to her communication with the doe.

"She is not a pilgrim, nor does she possess the aura of silence, so she is a challenger. She has already begun the trial, and my sister and she are battling in dreams."

It seems that trials are inevitable.

Noita glanced at the white world and suggested, "Are we going to fight here?"

"Of course not."

When the doe took a step, the world turned upside down. She and the doe instantly changed the world and came to a field as bright as silver.

The doe said, "Your test is to cross this snowy plain."

Noita remembered this place, a field of snow of denial.

Snow of Negation is a snow-like substance that can eliminate supernatural powers. As long as you stand in this field, it will be difficult to cast spells successfully, and the attached magic buff will be eliminated the moment you enter.

This is a spellcaster's nightmare.

However, Noita is a warrior, full of energy, not afraid of the cold, and he has previously brushed up on some snowfield survival tips with Ice Dragonfly, so he has no problem crossing the snowfield.

Before taking action, she glanced at the doe and felt that it was letting the water flow.

If a seriously injured ice dragonfly were to cross this snowy field, there was a high probability that it would die.

However, Ice Dragonfly's trial took place in a dream, and her real body could not hold her back.

When the doe saw that Noita was ready, she announced the start of the trial.

P.S. I slept until around 9:00 after dinner. My sleep quality was like a coma. The next chapter will be very late.

Also, there are deer, but plum blossoms are not hawthorn blossoms

Chapter 74 Understanding and Decision

Noita walked on a pair of ice boards and quickly crossed the snowfield.

Her perfect physique is very resistant to ice and snow. Even the sharp winds in the sky like knives cannot hurt her at all, not to mention the cold wind on the surface, which is just a little frost and cannot move her.

She saw through and circumvented every trap in the icy plains, including pits in the snow. Ice Dragonfly taught her survival techniques, and once she mastered them, she also mastered the log. With this double-spying, no trap could escape her.

About three hours later, Noita safely crossed the snowfield and completed the trial.

The doe was waiting for her on the other side of the snowy plain, leisurely feasting on an orchid that bloomed alone in the snow.

"You have passed the test, warrior."

[Pass Luhua's Trial and you will be rewarded with 1000 experience points.]

The pitifully small amount of experience points is actually a good sign.

The doe walked gracefully to Noita's side and looked into the distance.

"Now you are qualified to continue climbing."

"Only one trial?" Noita chuckled and took off the double boards, looking in the direction the doe was looking. Over there, the silver peaks were sparkling, sacred and holy. Just by looking at them, one would feel that the soul was cleansed, and peace would arise from the heart.

The doe said, "Some shamans are strict, some are tolerant. I happen to be the gentle type. Over the long years, countless souls have faded and disappeared. Now, only a few retain clear consciousness. Plus, I'm older, so this path is only mine."

Noita understood that the doe could do whatever she wanted in the test on the mountain road.

She calmed her mind and watched the Holy Silver Peak Mountain with the doe.

"She's so beautiful, isn't she?" The doe, lost in her own world, whispered the story of the Holy Mountain. "The Holy Mountain is the origin of the mountain people, the cradle of their wisdom and life. In the past, when everything was prosperous, the shamans of each tribe could obtain permission from the immortals to ascend to the mountaintop to comprehend the great art. She is truly beautiful. When I first saw her at my mother's fingertips as a child, a wish sprouted in my soul: May my remains turn into solid stone in the forest, and my soul forever protect the Holy Mountain."

"I completed the first half of my wish, but failed completely in the second half." The doe stepped lightly on the snow with its front paws, creating a small puddle on the ground.

"The sacred mountain crumbled. The dreams of the all-destroying god shattered the Dark Moon Land, turning everything I guarded to dust. I once mocked the tribes that served the Living Mountain, mocked their efforts to appease it, lest it act capriciously, mocked their achievements that could not withstand a single shift in the mountain's power. A single unsatisfactory shift in the Living Mountain would be an irreparable blow to their cause."

The doe said with deep regret, "But in the end, I really wished that the sacred mountain would move, so that it could escape danger on its own, rather than being destroyed along with the mountain people's civilization."

The sunlight rippled in her eyes, which were like heavenly lakes, and a sad light flowed with her eyes.

Even though a thousand years have passed since the decline of the mountain people and she has become a ghost that has fallen behind the times, the beauty of the holy mountain still remains in her heart. Even though she has been dead for a long time, she still does not want to forget it.

Noita comforted him: "The past is gone."

"Yes, the past cannot be changed, but the future can be pursued," the doe whispered softly, "I have died, but I have returned to the world of the living. The civilization of the mountain people fell because of the god's dream, and it will rise again because of it."

The doe finally set its sights on Noita: "Warrior, what's your name? I want to hear your real name."

Noita thought for a moment and gave her real name.

The doe chewed on Noita's name and exclaimed, "What a good name."

As for what's good about it, it didn't say, and maybe it doesn't know either.

The doe continued, "Child, do you know why I am talking to you?"

Noita was in high spirits, as this was a prelude to accepting the mission.

After listening to the doe for so long, the main event finally arrived.

Noita recalled the empty words he had said when accepting the mission in the past, and said seriously: "You can see that I am a genius, shouldering the hope of the mountain people's revival..."

"Not really." The doe smiled. "I'm a genius, to be sure, but shouldering the hope of revival is debatable. What I said earlier was simply to let you know that I'm an old man who's out of touch with the times. I'm behind the times, and I want to know the situation outside this small world."