Chapter 3

### Chapter 3: The Witch’s Legacy

#### Chapter 3: The Witch’s Legacy

【Primal Gem】(Grade 132, Excellent Black Iron)

(Because it retained most of its power during collection, it received a bonus. Unfortunately, due to the low overall strength, it only reached the grade of Excellent Black Iron.)

After viewing the explanation within the system, Lolan Hill finally understood the system’s classification of the Sequence grades. Generally speaking, Sequence 1 = Common Stone, Sequence 2 = Black Iron, Sequence 3 = Bronze, Sequence 4 = Silver, Sequence 5 = Gold, Sequence 6 = Pearl, Sequence 7 = Coral, Sequence 8 = Crystal, Sequence 9 = Epic, and Sequence 10 = Godlike.

The quality classification was also similar to the ability levels:

Quality 0-50, Defective

Quality 51-100, Ordinary

Quality 101-200, Excellent

Quality 201-300, Outstanding

Quality 301-500, Rare

Quality 501-800, Perfect

Quality 801-1000, Legendary

Quality 1000+, Mythical

Within the same grade, some might be better, such as Rare Bronze > Excellent Bronze > Bronze > Defective Bronze.

The Primal Gem can be used for cultivating extraordinary sequences and is also a required material for many props, rituals, and potions.

After storing this gem, Lolan Hill turned around to continue searching for some dry branches and firewood, so she could start a fire before nightfall.

The silver-haired figure, dressed in a pure white dress, moved gracefully through the forest like a nimble elf.

What is this?

In a corner of the forest, the young lady suddenly stopped. In front of a large tree, there was a broken stone tablet leaning at an angle, surrounded by weeds. A beam of sunlight filtered through the gaps in the treetops, shining upon the moss-covered stone tablet, creating a faint sense of sanctity.

Lolan Hill approached the weathered stone tablet, which should have once been inscribed with intricate patterns and words, but now most were corroded and unreadable, suggesting it had been built long ago.

Despite the passage of time, the young lady still felt a faint flow of mana beneath the stone tablet, very weak, even she could only perceive it upon approaching.

Carefully clearing away the soil in front of the stone tablet, a rusty copper box appeared before her.

She flicked open the box’s latch and opened it, revealing red velvet inside. On the velvet lay a purple gem and a blue butterfly hairpin.

The hairpin was made of blue crystal and gold metal, exquisitely crafted.

【Gem of Legacy】(Grade 454, Rare Crystal): A gem containing memories and knowledge, imbued with the thoughts and expectations of the previous owner, perhaps you can use it.

Before she could pick up any of these items, the gem began to emit a faint glow, and a beautiful figure appeared before Lolan Hill.

This figure wore a deep purple classical gown, with black hair reaching down to her waist, adorned with a lace hat and a matching butterfly hairpin. She smiled slightly at Lolan Hill and gave a slight curtsy.

“Hello, future kindred spirit.”

Lolan Hill sensed that this figure had no physical form, merely a pre-recorded image left by its owner. Her gaze seemed to look directly at her, but there was a slight deviation, which only she could notice.

“My name is Cui Na Sha, a witch from the Second Era. Do not be afraid; I am already dead, this is just my lingering shadow.”

The face of this witch, long vanished into the mists of time, showed no sorrow but rather a serene calmness.

“This shadow was left behind by me just before my death. It was actually done with the help of Daisieth. I wonder if she is still alive. After all, witches tend to live very long lives.”

The witch’s face revealed a trace of nostalgia, then continued speaking.

“Perhaps after experiencing too many joys and sorrows, and seeing familiar people fade away one by one, I decided to return to the forest where I grew up to spend my final days alone.”

“But thinking that I have neither children nor students, I felt a bit regretful. So, I left behind some of my insights, hoping they would be discovered by someone chosen by fate. Thinking about this, I felt very happy, and thus asked a junior to leave behind this gem and my hairpin.”

“The use of the legacy gem is simple, just hold it in your hand and feel it gently. The hairpin contains my magic power, which you can use if you encounter danger.”

A witch, Lolan Hill felt surprised yet expected, after all, this was a world filled with wondrous magic.

【Cui Na Sha’s Butterfly Hairpin】(Grade 482, Rare Epic): The unique magic power of the witch Cui Na Sha was imbued in this hairpin, which can be worn and used. (Usage Remaining: 3/3)

Truly amazing, Lolan Hill picked up the gem and hairpin, then noticed something else. She quickly flipped through the velvet cloth in the box, only to see a piece of paper slowly dissipating into powder. If she hadn’t flipped it open in time, she would never have known what it said.

Unfortunately, Lolan Hill could not read the text on the paper, so she decided to memorize it first.

Just now, she could understand the words of the shadow not because she could speak the language of this world, but because it was information directly emitted by the soul, theoretically understandable by any sentient being.

Returning to the previously determined resting spot, night had fallen. Lolan Hill lit the firewood and sat on a stone next to the campfire.

Indeed, the Primal Gem striking the cobblestones produced tiny sparks. Recalling her earlier attempts, the young lady couldn’t help but applaud her own cleverness.

Although she had only awakened half a day ago, it felt like much longer. The mountain night carried a hint of coolness.

The young lady sat by the fire, quietly gazing at the crimson flames, watching the flickering flames in the night breeze, occasionally hearing the crackling sound of burning wood.

Bright light reflected in her pupils, causing Lolan Hill to unconsciously recall her former life. She wondered how things would be without her parents, a wave of sadness welling up inside her. She was just an ordinary person in her past life, naturally not named Lolan Hill. Since arriving in this world, she had no acquaintances, and calling her old name held little meaning.

Memories, filtered through the lens of time, are always so beautiful, but indulging in the unattainable past only adds to sorrow and grief. Ever since graduating and entering society, she had experienced this firsthand.

Childhood friends who once swore eternal friendship had long ceased contact, and even meeting them now would only evoke a sense of unfamiliarity. We have each lived vastly different lives over the years, why should we expect each other and ourselves to remain unchanged?

Not good, she started thinking about these unhappy matters again, clearly there wasn’t that red music app.

The young lady slapped her cheek and shook her head.

(End of Chapter)