There's a big problem with dreams in this world.

"Now that I've come this far, I'm not going to give up no matter what!" After calming herself down, Lu Qing thought firmly.

Listening attentively to the priest's explanation, Lu Qing was led by the priest into what he called a trap.

"The spot where you're standing right now is a trap. This is to help you distinguish which areas are traps..."

Looking at the ground beneath her feet with some curiosity, Lu Qing observed carefully and found that she couldn't tell the difference between the place she was standing on and the surrounding ground.

Fortunately, the priest told her the extent and location of the trap, giving Lu Qing a better understanding of its size.

I don't know how deep it is, but as for the diameter, this circular trap under our feet is about five meters in diameter. I don't know how the priest and the hunter dug it or how long it took them.

Next, we had to figure out the terrain, but because the monster could move around, it was impossible to memorize the map like a board.

The priest simply told her some theoretical knowledge about how to conserve energy and move quickly in the forest.

To Lu Qing's surprise, the sign in her mind reacted while she was listening to the priest's explanation.

[Special knowledge detected, currently being entered...]

[Wilderness Hiking in the Forest (In Progress: 16%)]

[Wilderness Hiking in the Forest (In Progress: 21%)]

As the priest explained more, the progress on the notice board increased. However, the notice board distracted Lu Qing, which the priest noticed.

She quickly apologized to the priest, then put the notice board out of her mind and listened attentively.

By the time the priest said there was nothing more to say, the recording progress of the "Wilderness Walk in the Forest" had reached 91%.

"Is that all?" Lu Qing asked.

The priest gave Lu Qing a strange look, shook his head, and said, "That's all I know."

"Next, I'm going to take you for a walk in the forest, but before that, let me teach you how to use the weapon in your hand."

"Is it finally coming?!"

Lu Qing nodded seriously. Because she didn't know where to put it, she carried the string of throwing knives by hand the whole way.

Seeing this, the priest smiled helplessly and said, "The first step is to find a suitable place to put the throwing knife, and to make sure your hands can use these threads freely."

"To allow hands to freely use silk threads?" Lu Qing felt she didn't quite understand the priest's words.

Nodding, the priest said, "These silk threads are definitely unusable by normal people, because their fingers would be cut off by the threads. Therefore, in order to be able to use these silk threads, you need to perform a ritual."

"The process of this ritual will prevent your fingers from being cut by the silk thread, thus enabling you to use the silk thread at will."

"The ceremony..." Lu Qing thought for a moment and asked:

Are there any side effects to this ritual?

After hearing Lu Qing's words, the priest thought seriously for a moment, and then said:

"There won't be any side effects. If I had to say, the ceremony will require you to bleed a tiny bit, really just a tiny bit."

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Chapter Twenty-Four: The Ceremony (Signed)

The priest pulled a book from inside his clothes. On the book was a drop of jet-black blood, and above that drop of blood were three words.

The Ripper.

That's the name of the book.

The book looks quite old; the paper pages have yellowed with age.

However, the book was in fairly good condition; at least Lu Qing didn't see any damage on it.

"This throwing knife was found on its original user. I don't know how many generations it's been passed down. Let me see. If you want to use this weapon..."

The priest flipped through the pages for a while, then suddenly frowned and said:

"It happened a long time ago, and I actually remembered it wrong. The ritual still has side effects. If this ritual is used, it will lower the user's body temperature."

"Lower body temperature?"

Lu Qing paused for a moment, then asked:

"Is the temperature drop serious? What impact will a drop in body temperature have on me?"

The priest shook his head and said:

"It won't have any effect. The purpose of this ritual is not to lower your internal body temperature, but to lower your normal body temperature. In other words, lowering your body temperature will not have any impact on you, but your body temperature will be lower than that of an average person."

“In that case, the side effect isn’t too serious,” Lu Qing said after thinking for a while.

"You're oversimplifying things," the priest shook his head and said.

"A drop in body temperature does have an impact on a person. To give a simple example, when you are sick, doctors will not be able to rely on your body temperature to judge your condition."

"That would indeed cause some trouble," Lu Qing thought.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Qing looked at the priest and nodded, saying:

"I can accept it, let me have the ceremony!"

A normal person's body temperature should not be lowered arbitrarily, as that would definitely cause a lot of problems, such as illness.

However, according to the priest, changing one's normal body temperature should not cause illness.

Moreover, previous Rippers used it without any problems, so why is she the one who will get into trouble?

"Alright, then let me teach you how to perform the ritual."

After carefully reading the contents of the book several more times, the priest closed it, drew his mithril sword from his waist, and drew a circular magic circle on the ground.

This magic circle is surprisingly simple, at least in terms of its structure. Even with such a simple magic circle, Lu Qing couldn't draw it at all.

After all, not everyone can master the skill of drawing a circle freehand.

After the priest finished inscribing the magic circle, he took out a small glass bottle from his waist and poured the powder inside evenly onto the inscribed magic circle.

Lu Qing recognized the powder in the glass bottle as the ghostly powder left behind by the evil spirits that had accompanied them when they died.

Once the magic array was completely set up, the priest turned to look at Lu Qing and said:

"Go stand in the very center of this magic circle, and then evenly insert these twelve throwing knives into the outermost ring of the magic circle."

Without hesitation, Lu Qing did as the priest instructed. She walked to the center of the magic circle, then took out the Rippers and inserted them one by one into the outermost ring of the magic circle.

The thoughtful priest had already marked the location with the mithril sword, so Lu Qing didn't have to estimate the position herself.

Once all the throwing knives were secured, Lu Qing was surprised to find that the silk threads wrapped around the ends of the knives had strangely straightened.

Despite being insufficient in length, these lines strangely straightened upwards, forming enormous triangles. At the same time, the ghostly powder on the magic circle was emitting a ghostly blue light.

"Don't be distracted. Next, find a way to bleed a drop of blood from each finger onto the dagger. There are still two daggers left. Use the blood from your palm."

"A drop of blood on each dagger?"

Lu Qing was stunned by the priest's words. It wasn't that she found it troublesome; after all, compared to trouble, the thought of each finger bleeding a drop of blood, and then the palm as well, was just too stimulating for Lu Qing.

In her memory, any wound on her hand, even just a small hole caused by pulling out a hangnail, would make her wince in pain.

"Phew, calm down. This kind of thing will definitely happen a lot more often in the future. I need to get used to it."

Forcing herself to calm down, Lu Qing pulled out the mithril dagger and started by stabbing her left thumb.

Fortunately, the mithril dagger was very sharp; the thumb only lightly touched the tip of the blade, and a drop of bright red blood flowed from the wound.

Having anticipated this, Lu Qing naturally ensured that the drop of blood landed smoothly on the first dagger.

Strangely, the drop of blood seemed to be bound by something, floating quietly above the throwing knife.

"It really hurts."

With that thought in mind, Lu Qing quickly aimed at the second finger...

The priest and the hunter watching the Lu Qing ceremony both showed their approval as they saw her conduct the ceremony so decisively.

Whether it's Lu Qing's smooth, fair skin, her slender, soft arms, or her hands that aren't calloused at all, it's clear that she's someone who hasn't experienced much hardship.

But the fact that she could so resolutely carry out the ceremony without uttering a single complaint truly surprised the hunter and the priest.

However, since this was Lu Qing's first time doing something like this, an accident still occurred.

That happened when Lu Qing switched to her other hand. Because her previous hand had already been injured by the mithril dagger, Lu Qing was unable to grip the hilt tightly due to the pain.

When I was working on the first finger of my right hand, I accidentally made a large cut!

Blood flowed from the wound. Lu Qing gritted her teeth, enduring the pain, and gripped the dagger tightly, aiming it at her second finger.

After all five fingers on this hand were dealt with, Lu Qing gently made a cut on the palm with the mithril dagger, dripping blood onto one of the last two daggers.

"hiss!"

Lu Qing gasped. When she switched the dagger to her other hand, the wound on her palm came into contact with the blade of the mithril dagger, and the intense stinging pain almost made her throw the dagger away.

With trembling hands, he made the final cut, and as blood flowed onto the last dagger, the magic circle finally changed.

The blood flowing from Lu Qing's hands disappeared one by one, and then the twelve throwing knives stuck in the ground began to tremble violently, the triangular threads loosening and turning into waves that swayed continuously.

The ghostly powder on the ground emitted a strong light. Under the illumination of this light, Lu Qing felt as if her body had undergone some changes, and even the wounds on her hands were healing without her realizing it.

With a thought, the throwing knives stuck in the ground instantly flew out of the soil and were neatly arranged in Lu Qing's palm.

With a gentle hook of her finger, Lu Qing's arm suddenly exerted force, forcefully swinging it to the side!

"Boom!"

A throwing knife was carried away by a silk thread and flew out, piercing a tree trunk nearby. At the end of the throwing knife, a taut, silvery-white silk thread was hidden in the air.

PS: This book has been officially signed, so starting today, Bu Ming will be updating twice a day.

Well, the contract's been signed, and double updates are happening, so...

You know what I mean QWQ

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Chapter Twenty-Five: Field Training

[Perform an unknown ritual to gain the skills: Low Temperature Curse, Contract: Ripper's Throwing Knife]

[The Low Temperature Curse: Your body temperature will become lower than normal, and you may experience unusual sensations when exposed to sunlight.]

[Contract - Ripper's Throwing Knife: A contract was formed with the contractor's throwing knife through an unknown ritual. This allows the user to control the item to a certain extent using mental power, and the user's hands will never be harmed by the Ripper's Throwing Knife. However, this effect applies only to the hands.]