Seol Jihu put most of his focus at first in helping everyone get used to the place. The trials aside, the Path of the Soul was a place that could easily break someone. Since his mind almost broke as well, he couldn’t help but be worried.

And so, he told the others that this place was similar to a Neutral Zone where one could revive infinitely, and if anyone seemed to be suffering from repeated deaths, he barred them from climbing the slope.

Or at least, he tried to.

“It’s fine. You don’t need to baby me.”

Chohong brushed off the hand that Seol Jihu put out and got up.

“You don’t have to push yourself to climb the slopes. This place isn’t a trial space.”

“I know. I know this place is for training.”

Seol Jihu tried to dissuade her, but Chohong was adamant.

“But you also….”

She was about to say something but closed her mouth after looking at Seol Jihu. She seemed to be holding back.

“Anyway, leave me be. It’s not like I’m actually dying… like you.”

Chohong shook off Seol Jihu’s arm and ran toward the slope. Seol Jihu still seemed confused. It wasn’t as if climbing the slope didn’t help, but there were other ways to train, so why was she so insistent on doing things her way?

“Just leave her be. She says she wants to.”

At that moment, a familiar voice rang out behind him. Black Seol Jihu walked over, yawning with his hands behind his head.

“I’m just worried.”

“She’ll be fine. She experienced it once before, and now has a clear goal.”

Experienced what once before? What goal? Seol Jihu tilted his head at Black Seol Jihu’s vague explanation.

Black Seol Jihu sighed.

“Think, buddy. Earthlings get a wider range of classes to choose from the higher level they become.”

“Right.”

“I suppose I don’t need to tell you how important...