My Adventure Diary of Reincarnating as a Bad Woman

The elements of the Stone Path are stability, nature, materiality, and form. It is an unshakable stone, the form and momentum of heaven and earth, and the chisel of nature.

Alchemy is a field where casting and stone intersect. Wuhua learns the secret of casting from steel, understands power and destruction from the furnace, and learns the flow of qi and the changes of waves from the situation of the holy mountain.

This is an extremely difficult skill, and not many people can master it.

Expanding space with alchemical matrices and constructing positions are its specialties.

"Do you want to learn? I can teach you." Happy laughter floated out of its belly. Wuhua seemed to value Noita very much and kept tempting her to learn his skills.

"I can give it a try." Noita nodded nervously, her fingers tangled together. "But I won't have time to learn alchemy until I've mastered my own skills. You promised me that you would let me learn the art of vibration."

Wuhua was delighted: "It's just a small shock, a piece of cake."

It allowed Noita to demonstrate her skills.

Later, Wuhua summarizes Noita's skills: "The Four Phases Skills themselves utilize spiritual energy to transform into the power of earth, water, wind, and fire, and then control nature itself."

Many elements emerge along with the narration of Wuhua.

"Fire is a warm winter, it consumes everything, and it is a vital source of power."

Fire is power.

“Water is a container. It is soft and asexual, carrying everything, allowing everything to fit in and reconciling conflicts.”

Water is the medium.

“The wind is the atmosphere, light and invisible, wandering between the cracks, flexible and free, and easily manipulated.”

Wind is extension.

"The earth is solidity, bones, and rock. It is the support, the foundation that keeps things from falling apart."

The ground is the support.

The Four Phases were broken down into abstract explanations by the material world. It stared at Noita and whispered, "This is the concept I have summarized. If you have any different opinions, please tell me."

Noita shook her head and listened attentively to Wuhua's teaching.

This attitude satisfied Wuhua, as it liked well-behaved students.

It continued, "I witnessed your battles on the icy plains. The Guardian Spirit never gained the slightest advantage in close combat with you. You were often able to predict its movements and respond preemptively. This made its death quite frustrating."

"I suppose you judge the Guardian Spirit's actions by sensing the vibrations of the ice?"

Noita praised: "You have a keen eye, that's exactly what you are thinking."

That wasn't the case. While Noita could determine the enemy's position and movements through the vibrations of the ground, that required her to calm down. The ever-changing nature of battle meant that the best she could do was determine their position based on their footsteps; predicting them based on vibrations was completely out of her reach.

There are many ways to predict enemy movements. Legion swordsmanship includes the sub-skill of premonition, which allows one to predict enemy attacks in advance. Psionics also offers the ability to read minds and predict the future. Some individuals are even more gifted, with their spines singing warnings. Experienced warriors can also use their experience to guide enemy moves, achieving unconventional predictions.

Noita is a combination of extraordinary talent and rich experience. She can kill ice elements without the support of spells or extraordinary abilities.

"Do you still want to use shockwaves by manipulating the earth?"

"Yes."

"That's the wrong direction." Wuhua happily pointed out Noita's inconsiderateness. "The earth is the most stable and suitable for conducting electricity, but to make it sound, it requires an enormous amount of power."

"If you want to advance in your vibrational skills, you need to use the wind and the atmosphere as your medium of sound, and treat it as your new mouthpiece."

Wuhua taught Noita the knowledge of vibration and demonstrated it himself to show her the principle and power of vibration.

This time, there was no avalanche, but the metal ingots that filled one-third of the cave were blasted into a rain of red-hot fragments.

In the rain of metal, a hot metal ingot trembled and shot towards Noita at high speed like a bullet. Noita noticed it early and was confident that he could destroy this sneak attacking metal ingot.

However, a flash of lightning passed by, and the ice dragonfly shattered the metal ingot.

This caused Wuhua's dissatisfaction: "Don't disturb my practice with her, or I will cast you into an iron statue and hang you on a cliff to howl for a thousand years."

Then, several metal ingots flew out of the lava and were shaped, and when the cold wind blew, they became clocks of extremely high quality.

"Practice is the best way to gain knowledge, Noita! Prove your talent to me and let me see how quickly you can master this skill."

The next moment, the iron bell rang, and the air rippled and rushed towards Noita.

Reason 77

The ancient and heavy iron bells brought the heavenly sounds, they resonated and rang together, and the sound waves of strict law rolled in like thunder, which was frightening.

Lightning flashed from the Ice Dragonfly's eyes. She only needed to raise her hand to wipe out the iron bells and restore peace to this place. But before she could do so, Noita suppressed her hand, extinguishing the lightning and fire and stopping the cold wind.

"It's not time to sacrifice your life yet."

Noita walked past her easily and happily, and a pure blue color emerged from the bottom of her eyes, dyeing her beautiful eyes, which were ink-black with a hint of vermilion, into a dark green, like the color of the woods.

The girl's fingertips moved lightly, as if plucking the strings of a musical instrument. The air resonated with her, and the piercing and sharp music surged like a storm.

But it is not music, there is no rhythm, it is just pure harshness.

In the battle of air vibrations, the material world is superior.

The thunder created by the bells and chimes drowned out the music and penetrated into Noita's body, causing her body to tremble and her face to turn pale.

"Well, well, that's awesome, right? Stay in the Holy Mountain for a while longer. In just one month, I can make you three times as powerful as me!" Seeing Noita suffering from injury, Wuhua couldn't wait to fly to her, encouraging her to stay for a while longer while preparing to repair her injury.

However, a barrier hindered its healing, that was the resistance of the wind.

Wuhua turned around in confusion, sensing the wall of wind that was attached to Noita's body.

There were two thin wind belts. The air between the wind layers was sucked thin and could not support the propagation of sound. This meant that the part of the resonance just now that could affect Noita was negligible, and most of it was dissipated in this thin vacuum belt.

It's like a natural chasm, insurmountable.

Noita looked pale, but he was not actually injured. The current injury was just a disguise.

Wuhua spun at high speed with great joy, looking at Noita with extreme happiness, and became even more satisfied with her.

"You really surprise me," she asked happily. "How did you think of and construct a vacuum shield to block my attack in such a short time? You were so quick that you almost fooled me."

"Well, it's no secret anymore. Sound requires a medium for propagation, and anyone with a little education knows that. While the technique remains a secret, the basics are well-documented. As for the speed of construction, it's of course because I'm a genius."

After his fake injury was exposed, Noita's face immediately returned to its rosy complexion, and he chatted with Wuhua calmly without any embarrassment.

She remembered the knowledge, and her operational ability was the benefit brought by the mastery of level 5 psychic powers.

"That's wonderful. In my time, this was precious knowledge that only shamans could know. How wonderful."

Wuhua envied Noita for being able to live in such a good world, and was even a little jealous.

This bit of jealousy was just a fire without fuel, and it quickly died down. It said, "What do you think of my previous proposal? I'm serious. If you're willing to become my disciple and stay here for a long time, I will teach you everything I know, and enable you to reach the extraordinary realm in the shortest possible time."

"What's the shortest?"

"Five years? No, three years!"

"It's still very long, Master Wuhua." Noita glanced at the log without leaving a trace. After confirming that the Doe Shaman was still paying attention and that she was safe, she said gently, "Why are you so determined to let me inherit your mantle? I am weak and powerless, and I am afraid I can't withstand your power."

Wuhua is really too violent. Not to mention that it caused an avalanche just to show off its skills, the method of starting practical testing immediately after explaining the theory is unacceptable.

The thunderous sound like a huge bell truly contained enough power to seriously injure Noita. Even with her physique that had surpassed the limits of ordinary people, she would have been lying down for half an hour (including the regeneration and repair time) after being hit.

If she hadn't been clever, she probably wouldn't have the strength to speak now.

The most terrifying thing is that Wuhua didn't think there was anything wrong with this test at all, as if it was a common occurrence.

Wuhua came forward and said, "Are you curious? Become my disciple and I will satisfy your curiosity."

Noita smiled without saying anything. This gentle and caring smile reminded it of its elder sister.

Really annoying.

Wuhua cursed fiercely in his heart, not knowing who he was cursing.

Without explaining the reason, Noita seemed unyielding. After a moment's thought, she told Noita the reason for her fervent desire to pass on the legacy: "The Holy Mountain no longer exists, but my soul has been drawn to this great object and awakened. I must pass on this skill so that it will not be lost even with my disappearance."

Wuhua's speech was very pessimistic, she believed that the holy mountain would collapse again.

Noita warned, "As long as the resources are adequate, the nest won't be easily destroyed. Given your strength, no one will directly oppose you, and many will want to win you over. With the right mediation, you might become the backbone of Serkar. By then, the nest will be even less likely to be destroyed. You'll have a very long lifespan, allowing you to slowly select disciples who suit you."

"You're exactly what I want." Wuhua teased, then suddenly turned serious. "I'm not worried about humans. I know what you think of the nest from the self-proclaimed adventurers farther away. It's precious, and since it's precious, it won't be destroyed easily. From the beginning to the end, humans have never been our enemies. I'm worried about an ancient god."

Wuhua paused, then continued, "Do you want to know the secrets of this land? Just..."

"I know the deceased God is right beneath our feet."

Wuhua smacked his lips and said slowly, "Boring, you're right, He is the great enemy. It's just that we unilaterally view Him as an enemy. After all, this deity is still dead and has no idea who we are. Thousands of years ago, His whispers shattered the Dark Moon Land and destroyed the glory of the mountain people. Now, He will speak again."

"Then nations will crumble, heaven and earth will turn upside down, and the line between dreams and reality will no longer be clear. For the day of God's wrath has come, and wildfire will tear the world apart. You will be consumed in the fire, and you will pass into the land of snow."

Wuhua sang a strange poem in the ancient shamanic language. Although he did not understand the language, a purgatory image of a world torn apart appeared in front of Noita's eyes.

Lava flows freely, smoke and dust, highly toxic to all living things, hangs like a canopy over the sky, and at sunset, gray-blue snow falls. Fertile soil turns to charred ash, and wastewater sings a foul song in every stream. Dreams and reality become confused, people are lost in dreams, and monsters enter reality.

This prophetic poem stirred up waves, and the dreamlike sound of the tides reverberated in the skulls of the listeners, allowing them to see the prophetic scene.

Wuhua lamented, "This is a prophecy given to us during the height of our prosperity, when we spent most of our manpower and resources serving the Honorable One. He condescended to us and gave us alms."

"Afterwards, the Dark Moon Land collapsed. The gap between humans and gods is unimaginably wide. Now, I sense the approaching dream, and it will soon reappear. You may survive, but these small worlds will definitely not, especially since this place is inextricably linked to His dream."

Wuhua hummed and vibrated, asking earnestly, "Noita, this is my last inquiry. Are you willing to inherit my skills? I won't ask you to do anything for me; you can do as you please. Just pass on my skills, carry them forward, and ensure they never become extinct. I will be satisfied."

Chapter 78 New Fairy Tale

Noita finally agreed to Wuhua's request. She promised Wuhua that after the holy mountain was destroyed, she would continue the inheritance and would not let the skill of Senluo Daguan be buried in history.

But there is a prerequisite, that is, Wuhua needs to control his power when teaching her and not cause any more horrific damage, at least not to destroy her.

As for alchemy, Noita did not learn it.

Although Wuhua's alchemy is self-consistent, it contains many omissions and errors compared with contemporary alchemy. In terms of alchemy alone, many alchemists are not as strong as her, but their technology is far ahead of her.

This hurtful statement was pointed out by Bing Qingting during his lecture. When he said it, Wuhua suddenly crashed and fell to the ground as if it had been pulled out. It took a long time for him to make any movement.

Wuhua rushed to Bing Qingting and asked, spinning around, "So, I'm behind the times?! Alchemy in this era hasn't been discontinued, and it's been developed for a thousand years longer than in my time?"

"Yes." The ice dragonfly answered it coldly.

It's down again.

After floating up again, it flew wildly in a spinning motion, circling around in the cave, venting its overflowing joy.

"It's really great! This world is exactly what I wanted!"

Surprise, an unprecedented surprise.

"These are truly wonderful times!"

It cheered and spun, and the high heat even caused the hollow ball that made it to show signs of melting.

Just as Noita wondered if Wuhua was about to explode, a snow-white bare foot reached out from the void and kicked it away.

A cold voice echoed in the air.

"Shut up and stop swearing and blaspheming the holy mountain."

Wuhua bounced against the cave wall several times before falling to the ground, silent as a cicada.

After a long time, perhaps because it felt that sister had left, it flew up slowly, complaining that sister was peeping at it again.

"Surprise, surprise." Wuhua landed in front of Ice Dragonfly and unfolded its alchemy atlas without hesitation, asking, "Have you studied alchemy? Do you know where I missed something?"

"Know a thing or two."

According to the age of snow elves, the ice dragonfly is in its youth, but according to human age, the ice dragonfly is over 160 years old.

Her solid basic education and diverse interests have enabled her to understand a little bit about everything.

Wuhua said happily, "Great, great. Then, shall we talk?"

Bing Qingting's cold face twitched. She had to admit that Wuhua was different from all the extraordinary professionals she had seen before.

Bing Qingting readily agreed and started a fierce verbal exchange with Wuhua on the spot.

Seeing that they were chatting enthusiastically and couldn't leave for a while, Noita found a place to rest.

Her consciousness leaped to Gate City and went to Dream Island to purchase some high-energy food and winter clothes. After hesitating for a moment, she went to the bookstore and bought three alchemy textbooks and two thousand basic alchemy questions.

After putting the newly bought things in the gate city, she racked her brains to copy a piece of The Daughter of the Sea in the private gate city, looked up the story in the Heavenly Cup Ceremony and blended in, then localized the plot, and finally met with Luo Xiweiya with the draft.

She was in high spirits when writing, but the diary showed that she was wasting her energy writing.

Noita paid no attention to the prompt.