Anyway, he had enough points to improve, even if Musical Rhythm was raised to the Seventh or Eighth Stage, his State of Mind wouldn't be used for now. It was better to spend this energy on sharpening his skills.
If there was no progress in the future, he might consider slowly enhancing Musical Rhythm and Poetry and Books, improving these two skills as well.
Ancient Demon Battlefield, the glow of the setting sun, a small fenced yard, smoke curling up from the chimney, and the gentle sound of the zither.
Time flowed quietly in this battlefield, which was both feared and forgotten by countless people.
To these two, this place felt like home, like a paradise outside the world.
Both were people without a home; wherever they were, that was home.
When the two were together, this was their home.
In the blink of an eye, seven years passed.
