Endless Sea.
Inner Ring, Zone One.
The sudden terrorist attack threw the Witch City into chaos.
Figures gathered around the ruins.
"What... what happened to the Fire Dragon Shop?"
"Someone tried to assassinate Fire Dragon Master!"
"Who is so despicable and shameless? My order isn't even finished yet! Who will make my wizard tools if the master is killed?"
"Who is this White-Robed Wizard? I just saw him catch the assassin's secret sword with his bare hands and crush it..."
On the ruins.
The bone sword from just now unlocked Levi's long-sealed memories.
He knew.
The mysterious organization that assassinated auction participants after the Sea King City auction had returned.
And this time, they seemed to have set their sights on Fire Dragon Master, Ya Lishan Zhuo, and other geniuses on the Ancient Tower rankings.
Levi sighed inwardly:
These people have become smarter, using the Flying Sky Secret Sword Style to kill people. If they succeed, great; if not, they can escape quickly. It's all my fault for giving the Wizarding World a new idea.
Also, the fall of Surging Wave Wizard and the assassination attempt on Holy Infant don't seem so simple.
Levi narrowed his eyes, looking at Schubert House, lost in thought...
On the other side.
Ya Lishan Zhuo and Aisley canceled the teleportation after confirming their safety.
They saw the wound on the White-Robed Wizard's palm healing visibly.
Catching a secret sword with bare hands, how terrifying! Holy Infant looked at the destroyed Fire Dragon Shop, his face pained.
He said with a wry smile:
"Alas, it seems being too successful makes one a target."
Ya Lishan Zhuo asked:
"Master, have you been assassinated with similar methods before?"
Holy Infant shook his head: "No, this is the first time this has happened."
Aisley seemed to know something, she said: "This method is a bit like that mysterious organization wandering in the Darkness Zone... They were responsible for the terrorist attacks that happened in the Endless Sea and the Spirit Realm before, but so far, no one knows the true situation of this organization. Their members are well-trained, and each of them has powerful restrictions on their bodies. Even if they are captured alive, nothing can be extracted from them."
Holy Infant sighed:
"Forget it, let's close down for a while. At least we need to figure out who is assassinating us. Since the birth of the Flying Sky Secret Sword Style, assassination incidents in the Wizarding World have obviously increased... The style created by Victor is a double-edged sword."
Ya Lishan Zhuo said: "So not mastering a secret sword spell will definitely be a disadvantage in the coming era. Master, why don't you come back to the Dragonkin Hermit Order with us sisters? Didn't we say we'd introduce you to someone last time? Hehehe."
Ya Lishan Zhuo was an optimist. She had just been attacked, and now she was teasing the serious Holy Infant.
Aisley pinched Ya Lishan Zhuo under the arm and said:
"The master has already said that he has no interest in this matter for the time being, why are you still bringing it up?"
Ya Lishan Zhuo muttered: "Just kidding, how could I give the master to those picky people?"
The two women's eyes occasionally glanced at Levi.
Holy Infant having such a powerful Body Refinement Wizard as a bodyguard.
This made them even more curious about the true identity of Fire Dragon Master.
On the other side.
Fire Dragon Master and his "bodyguard" seemed to be discussing something.
The two women waited quietly.
Soon, the White-Robed Wizard hurriedly left.
With the Sixth Ring Wizard's departure, the atmosphere finally eased up a bit.
Ya Lishan Zhuo exhaled and asked, "Master, that senior is extraordinary! Crushing a Sixth Ring Secret Sword with his bare hands, so cool! Is he your... guard?"
Holy Infant was stunned, then chuckled:
"You two misunderstand, he's not my guard, just a friend. He happened to be passing by and came to visit, but I encountered this incident."
Ya Lishan Zhuo said, "That senior should also be Dragonkin, right? I sensed a draconic aura from him."
Aisley was puzzled:
"Why didn't I feel it?"
Ya Lishan Zhuo pointed to her forehead and said, "I have a treasure bestowed by my father, so naturally I can. That senior's aura is restrained, returning to simplicity. Even a Primal Soul level Dragonkin Wizard might not be able to detect that draconic aura."
Holy Infant smiled:
"It seems the Queen's father is quite the figure. My friend is indeed Dragonkin."
He was slightly moved in his heart.
Judging from Ya Lishan Zhuo's behavior along the way, there must be a big figure behind her. However, since she didn't take the initiative to say it, Holy Infant didn't ask.
Ya Lishan Zhuo and Aisley asked in unison, "Master, does your friend want to join the Dragonkin Hermit Order?"
Holy Infant said, "My friend is reclusive and doesn't like joining organizations. Never mind him. Since I've accepted your fees, I have to teach you properly."
A long time later.
News spread that there was a Sixth Ring level terrorist attack on Azer Continent.
The Enforcers of the Tower of Stars arrived late. The person who came was a Sixth Ring Wizard.
She wore a relatively form-fitting Tower of Stars uniform, with a slender figure, prominent curves, and a cat-woman mask.
She also had the House of Witches badge on her chest, walking with a gust of wind, stepping with cat-like elegant steps.
Cat Witch Serena.
A senior agent of the Tower of Stars, one of the thirteen Witches of the House of Witches on the surface, about the same age as Triss, and her strength is close to the Sixth Ring completion.
She looked at the crime scene, and her assistant picked up a special detection Wizard tool, seemingly investigating something.
At this time, Mia was dealing with the aftermath of the Fire Dragon Shop.
The Cat Witch asked:
"Where is Fire Dragon Master?"
Mia said, "Master has temporarily left to prevent the assassins from returning."
The Cat Witch pursed her lips, her nostrils twitching, sniffing like a cat, and green light appeared in her eyes.
"The attacker used a Secret Sword, right?"
Mia nodded: "Yes."
Not long after.
The assistants began to restore the collected information, and the Cat Witch took out a mirror-like treasure.
Where the mirror shone, the scene that happened today was faintly traced back.
This is the Mirror of the Past, a treasure that only senior agents of the council have the authority to mobilize.
It is generally only activated for cases involving Primal Souls.
This mirror can partially trace back what happened in a small area in the past, for a maximum of seven days.
However, if the other party's cultivation is too high, exceeding the user of the Mirror of the Past, or if they have corresponding counter-reconnaissance methods, it will also fail.
Generally speaking, to interfere with the mirror's backtracking, one must either possess a powerful treasure or have profound astrological spells.
These two points are impossible for ordinary Sixth Ring Wizards.
The scene quickly returned to the moment before Fire Dragon Master was assassinated.
Cat Witch tried to expand the mirror's range as much as possible. At the edge of the final image, she vaguely saw a Gray-Robed figure.
"It's that organization again... I knew it. This group is truly audacious, daring to attack a genius of the Wizard civilization. This matter is definitely not over!"
Cat Witch snorted coldly and continued watching.
In the scene.
A gray light flashed, and the next moment, it had already struck Fire Dragon Master.
However, the master was wearing a treasure that blocked it.
Cat Witch muttered to herself:
"With Fire Dragon Master's strength, he must have gained a lot in the Ancient Tower. If it weren't for this treasure protecting him, he would have died here today."
Seeing that Ya Lishan Zhuo had also blocked the secret sword attack, Cat Witch was not surprised.
Some of their high-level members knew that Ya Lishan Zhuo had a powerful figure backing her.
That powerful figure was her old man, a fully grown, pure-blooded Giant Dragon in his prime.
Finally, she saw a White-Robed figure descending from the void, using his hand to block the secret sword's path.
After the secret sword pierced through his body, it was stuck in his hand, unable to move.
At that moment, Cat Witch felt the pain as well.
"Who is this ruthless person? Catching a secret sword with bare hands... even a Body Refinement Wizard wouldn't play like this, right?"
The next moment, something even more surprising happened to her.
Golden ripples swept across the palm of that figure, directly shattering the secret sword.
"This golden power is so strong!"
Cat Witch frowned.
"This person's strength is extraordinary."
Unfortunately, in the scene's rewind, this person always had his back to her after appearing.
Cat Witch murmured, "Turn around..."
She finally waited for him to turn around, so she could see his face.
The surface of the Mirror of the Past began to flicker like a TV losing signal, with static filling the screen.
"Damn it, why is this happening?"
Cat Witch cursed inwardly.
This broken mirror crashed again.
"When in doubt, reboot."
She restarted the mirror once.
The mirror rewound again.
Then, when that person turned around... it lost signal again.
Cat Witch didn't believe in evil and tried a third time.
It was still the same.
At this point, she realized that it wasn't the treasure that had a problem... it was that person who had a problem.
That person possessed some kind of treasure that prevented rewinding, or an astrology-like secret technique.
"Try one last time."
Cats are very curious animals, and so is Cat Witch.
Like a restless cat, she restarted the mirror again, fast-forwarding to when the White-Robed Wizard turned around.
"Crack."
A crisp sound of shattering glass echoed.
The Cat Witch's expression shifted from unwillingness to shock.
She murmured:
"An untraceable person..."
She no longer needed to be curious, only to know that it was the mysterious organization that had done something bad.
As for the White-Robed Wizard who shattered the secret sword with his bare hands, he was not someone of her level could fathom.
Behind him, there must be a big shot, otherwise, it wouldn't have backfired on the Mirror of the Past.
The big shot she spoke of was not a Primal Soul Wizard.
But a Ninth Ring existence like Ya Lishan Zhuo's father, or even... a Legendary Wizard! At this thought.
The Cat Witch, like a nimble black cat, leaped into the void and disappeared.
"Eh? The Mirror of the Past is broken, the Tower of Stars won't make me pay for it, will they? This is official business, meow..."
Endless Sea.
Somewhere on the seabed.
The Gray-Robed Wizard who assassinated Fire Dragon Master emerged.
He sat cross-legged, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his aura weakened.
"Damn it, my soul weapon!"
The secret sword that Levi regarded as garbage was actually used by him as a soul weapon...
This was the disparity of the world.
In fact, this soul weapon of his was a Sixth Ring standard secret sword uniformly refined by the organization.
Ever since the Flying Sky Secret Sword Style came into being, the organization had discovered a shortcut suitable for assassination.
From dozens or even hundreds of miles away, taking someone's head could be done without anyone knowing.
If it failed, the identity would generally not be exposed, and they wouldn't be caught by the Enforcers of the various academies.
The attrition rate of the organization's members was also reduced to the minimum.
Over the past century, the organization, led by high-level members, established a special "Flying Sky Secret Sword Style" research team, taking the lead in popularizing this spell among the organization's Primal Soul and Fifth Ring Wizards.
The Gray-Robed Wizard was a beneficiary.
In fact, he hadn't advanced to Primal Soul for long.
With his potential, if not for the organization's cultivation, wanting to reach Primal Soul wouldn't have been easy.
Now, with his soul weapon destroyed, his spiritual power source was severely damaged, and it would be difficult to repair it without hundreds of years.
He chanted a spell, and ripples appeared in the void, reflecting a figure.
This figure was sitting in front of a decaying plane about to collapse, his body covered with poisonous snakes.
"What do you want from me? Twenty-three."
"Twenty-three" was the Gray-Robed Wizard's code name.
He was the twenty-third assassination assassin cultivated by the organization who had mastered the Flying Sky Secret Sword Style.
The Gray-Robed Wizard's face was respectful, and he said somewhat uncertainly: "Snake Envoy... I failed."
Hearing this, the figure opposite was not surprised, he said: "Understood, it was just to test it out, you haven't entered Sixth Ring for long, a genius like Fire Dragon Master seems to be a rogue cultivator, but in fact, there must be a strong person backing him... Your whereabouts haven't been exposed, have they? Why do you look so listless?"
The Gray-Robed Wizard said: "I am currently safe and sound, I fled thousands of miles away as soon as I missed the attack, I met a strong person, he... he actually crushed my soul weapon with his bare hands! My spiritual power is damaged now, and my combat power has plummeted in a short period of time."
The Snake Envoy frowned and said: "Although your soul weapon is a standard one made by the organization, not a high-quality one, it shouldn't be crushed by someone with bare hands, right? What is that person's strength?"
The Gray-Robed Wizard said: "It should be an ordinary Sixth Ring Body Refinement Wizard."
The Snake Envoy pondered, "Could it be someone from the Sea Abyss Alliance? Let me ask the 'Walker' over there to see if there's anyone who fits the bill. For now, don't go assassinating Fire Dragon Master. Next, I'll arrange a new Wizard Tool for you. Once you've adjusted to it and your strength has recovered, go to Middle Earth and assassinate that Gandalf."
The Gray-Robed Wizard, upon hearing this, felt a lingering fear.
"What if that Gandalf also has a Sixth Ring extraordinary treasure protecting him? He must have powerful figures from the Wizard World backing him."
The Snake Envoy said:
"There's no rush. Besides, someone will cooperate with you then. If you two 'Walkers' can't kill a Fifth Ring Wizard, don't say you're from 'Komodo Serpent'."
Within the organization, the hierarchy was strict. Sixth Ring could be called 'Walker', and Seventh Ring could be called 'Envoy'.
'Komodo Serpent' was a powerful Seventh Ring existence, also the ruler of a certain medium-sized plane.
The Gray-Robed Wizard quickly said, "Don't worry, Snake Envoy, I will definitely complete the mission this time."
After ending the communication, the Gray-Robed Wizard frowned.
"These Fifth Ring Wizards can't be measured by common sense... They're all covered in top-grade Wizard Tools or extraordinary treasures."
Starry Sea Area.
On a picturesque island, three figures descended.
It was the two women and Holy Infant.
Ya Lishan Zhuo smiled and said:
"This is a private island I purchased before. It's extremely convenient to go to the Tower of Stars or the Twelve Witch Cities... Surely, the assassin won't dare to come here again. Master, let's have our lessons here."
Aisley's expression was cold, but her heart was full of anticipation.
"With Master's guidance, mastering the ninth talent is just around the corner."
Holy Infant sighed, "Queen is really rich. Such an island isn't cheap. The Starry Sea Area is worth its weight in gold. I can't bear to buy one."
Ya Lishan Zhuo rolled her eyes and said, "Master is being modest again. You're much richer than me."
Aisley said, "Time is of the essence. Let's start the lesson."
Holy Infant nodded.
The three of them opened up two Shelters here.
One for the two women, and one for Holy Infant.
After setting up the Magic Arrays, they began their cultivation journey.
Next, Holy Infant continued to work on the Potion Making orders he had taken on before.
At the same time, he taught the two women "Sword Control" hand-in-hand.
With Ya Lishan Zhuo, this optimistic and funny woman, around.
Life on the isolated island was full of joy.
House of Witches.
Levi, dressed in a white robe and full of energy, came to the Witch Shop.
Celia, sensing the vast, sea-like mental power, asked:
"Senior Levi? Have you formed your Primal Soul?"
Levi smiled and said:
"Not even close."
Celia hummed, seemingly not believing it.
"Then, when Senior forms your Primal Soul, be sure to invite Celia to the Primal Soul Ceremony! I love excitement the most. With your talent, I estimate it's not far off."
Levi said helplessly, "What's so great about me? The Flower Witch formed her Primal Soul at three hundred years old."
Celia said:
"Senior, you don't need to belittle yourself. I feel you're no worse than Senior Elena. Oh, right, I recently heard about a large auction where they might have something you need."
Levi's face lit up with joy. He took the information from Celia and patted her on the shoulder.
"Keep it up, Celia. I wish you Fifth Ring soon."
Watching Levi disappear, Celia touched her shoulder with lingering feelings.
"Senior really knows how to comfort people."
On the plaza, Levi absorbed the information.
"One year from now, Hell Realm, Howling Wilderness, the Undead Festival carnival, Giant Tavern auction..."
Levi smiled.
"I have nearly 400 million Great Stones now, which should be enough to bid."
Primal Soul Wizards are indeed wealthy, but their expenses are also high.
Many Sixth Ring Wizards might not have as much liquid cash as Levi.
Levi collected inexhaustible resources in the ancient tower, so he could save up his Great Stones, like a hoarding hamster.
"I'm Sixth Ring now, too. I can find a black market to get rid of that Sixth Ring staff I had before and turn it into cash, just in case I don't have enough money at the auction."
On the Magic Tree, the Immortal Banyan Dragon was sleeping.
After advancing to Sixth Ring, Levi realized even more how powerful Lady Idrasera was.
"The path of the Primal Soul is still a long and arduous one."
At Triss's cottage, Levi gently knocked on the door, wondering how to explain.
Tap, tap, tap...
The sound came, and Levi was puzzled.
"Why does it sound like someone is cracking a whip inside?"
The door opened slightly, and Triss, with her arms crossed, held a whip in her hand, leaning against the sofa.
She smiled and said, "Were you in seclusion again?"
Levi quickly said, "Yes, Madam."
Triss asked suspiciously, "Primal Soul?"
Levi shook his head.
"I haven't asked you to concoct a potion yet, how could I advance to Primal Soul?"
Triss, wearing black silk stockings, put on her alchemist's uniform, buttoned it up, highlighting her proud figure.
The Magic Dragon Whip transformed into a belt, tied around her slender waist.
She was suspicious in her heart.
The Levi in front of her did indeed exude a Sixth Ring aura.
After thinking about it, she said seriously, "The path of the Wizard, for us, is the right path. Don't go astray in order to quickly improve your strength."
Levi thanked her, "I understand... Don't worry, I know what I'm doing!"
Triss probably suspected that he was practicing some forbidden technique, after all, his aura was now at the Sixth Ring level.
Triss asked, "Did you find the Mind Flayer brain?"
Levi was a little distressed.
"This might require you to provide me with some clues, Madam, as I really can't find anything. Don't worry, Madam, this clue comes at a separate price, which I will pay independently."
Triss said playfully, "What price do you have?"
Levi thought carefully and said, "I might be considered relatively wealthy?"
He said it without much confidence.
After all, Triss looked like a rich woman at first glance, and most likely didn't lack money.
Or rather, she might lack money, but not the kind he had.
Triss found Levi's embarrassment rather amusing.
With a smug look, she snapped her fingers, and a glass jar appeared in her hand.
A still-beating brain flickered with a purple light.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, think carefully, what do you have that can compare to this price?"
Levi was shocked.
"A Sixth Ring Mind Flayer brain."
Triss nodded in satisfaction.
"That's right, I got it by chance. Don't overthink it, I didn't go looking for it specifically for you."
Levi was stunned for a moment, then whispered, "Madam... I didn't really overthink it in that way."
Triss was a little unhappy, and she retorted, "Please, I'm your teacher, after all? In your heart, am I the kind of woman who doesn't care about her juniors?"
Levi cursed himself for being so talkative.
"No, I... I just have a simple mind."
This amused Triss.
"If you have a simple mind, then Ai Niya is innocent."
Levi asked himself inwardly, Isn't he?
Triss stopped teasing Levi.
She snorted, slightly expressing her dissatisfaction, and said, "I'll give you this, but I need you to do something for me."
Levi said, "Please tell me, Madam, if it's something your student can accomplish, I will definitely do it!"
Joking aside, a Mind Flayer brain was really hard to find.
He had to get the one in Triss's hand!
If it were during the Abyss Bloody Battle, there would be demons delivering them themselves.
Now, in this peaceful era, even if the Wizard world had Sixth Ring Mind Flayers, with their means of concealment, he really couldn't find one in a short time.
Triss patted the sofa, signaling Levi to sit down and chat.
Levi sat next to Triss, sitting upright with his hands on his knees.
Triss glanced at him and smiled, "You know Fire Dragon Master, right?"
Levi said, "I know him, he's a friend of mine."
His friendship with Fire Dragon Master wasn't much of a secret.
He also occasionally dropped by the Fire Dragon Shop, and the Hundred Flower Knight was even a shareholder of the Fire Dragon Shop.
It was normal for Triss to find out about this.
Triss said:
"I learned from a friend in the Sleeping Dragon Realm that Fire Dragon Master and the Red Dragon Queen have a good relationship?"
Levi recalled, "It seems like they do."
Triss said:
"Could you ask Fire Dragon Master to get a [Devil Dragon Grass] from the Red Dragon Queen at the Dragonkin Hermit Order, in your name? I'll pay the corresponding price... I'm a Primal Soul Wizard, after all, so it's a bit embarrassing to do it myself."
Triss thought that Ya Lishan Zhuo's father was the most likely to have Devil Dragon Grass now.
Levi's heart stirred.
"Devil Dragon Grass? I have some, why ask others?"
Seeing Levi's silence, Triss sighed:
"Never mind if it's not possible. I guess your relationship with Fire Dragon Master isn't good enough for that."
But then Levi silently took out a herb like a black dragon from his ring and asked, "Is this Devil Dragon Grass?"
Triss's expression was wonderful, and she stared at Levi in astonishment.
"May I ask where you got this?"
Levi thought for a moment and said, "Some Weird Realm, I guess."
Triss said:
"Dragon Ruins Weird Realm?"
Levi's expression changed slightly, and he asked, "How do you know, Madam?"
Triss found it amusing, and she patted Levi's shoulder lightly.
"Just because you can go doesn't mean I can't, right? I didn't expect that we actually entered the same Secret Realm at the same time and didn't even meet each other. Did you get this Devil Dragon Grass from a six-armed Wizard?"
Levi shook his head and said, "No, I found it."
Triss was deeply skeptical.
However, she didn't press the matter. As long as it was Devil Dragon Grass, it didn't matter how he got it.
She smiled and said, "Then we have a deal. I'll trade a Seventh Ring herb for a Sixth Ring mid-stage Mind Flayer brain. I'm taking advantage of you a bit, but who told me to be your teacher? You don't mind, do you?"
Levi smiled:
"It's a win-win situation. Of course, I don't mind. In terms of collection difficulty, Mind Flayer brains are much harder to come by."
Triss took off the Magic Dragon Whip she was using as a belt from her waist and cracked it loudly.
"How about this whip?"
Levi commented, "The material is extraordinary. From my limited perspective, it should be a remarkable treasure."
Triss said proudly:
"Eighth Ring Exotic Treasure, obtained from the Dragon Ruins Weird Realm. How's my luck?"
Levi was shocked and envious.
It was actually a rare Eighth Ring Exotic Treasure.
He had cultivated for three hundred years and only had one Tenth Ring, four Ninth Ring, and one Eighth Ring peak Exotic Treasure... that's all!
He showed a sincere expression of envy and sighed, "Madam's luck is too good. This student is ashamed to be inferior."
Triss said:
"Stop pretending. You must have a lot of treasures on you."
Levi smiled.
Triss said, "Have you prepared all the other materials? While I have time now, I'll help you finish refining the Mind Flayer potion. Next, I'm going into seclusion for a long time. When I come out, your teacher will be a Seventh Ring Wizard. As a student, you'll definitely have a lot of face, hehe."
Levi said, "Everything is ready, and I wish you further progress, Madam!"
He gave all the potion making materials to Triss.
Triss kicked Levi out of her cottage, saying she needed to bathe before making potions.
Levi wandered around the Witch Shop, but found nothing of interest.
Then he went to Nether King City to visit the "innocent" Ai Niya.
This kid is now also a seasoned Fifth Ring Wizard.
Although his speed is a little slower than Levi's, who has a cheat.
But looking at the Wizarding World, a three-hundred-year-old seasoned Fifth Ring is very good.
Steady and solid, Primal Soul is within reach.
Ai Niya looked at Levi's back, crestfallen.
"Why? I'm clearly a seasoned Fifth Ring... but Lord Levi's cultivation is still a notch above me. I'm still not working hard enough! I need to reduce the time I spend walking and chatting with Sera every day from now on. She shouldn't be angry, right?"
Several days later.
Levi returned to Triss's cottage.
The Madam opened a small medicine chest, inside was a row of four dreamlike purple potions in total.
He and his two main clones each took one, and there was one spare.
She joked, "What's the matter? With your personality, aren't you worried that I'll poison you, my student? And seize your opportunities?"
Levi laughed:
"The Madam wouldn't be interested in my little opportunities... Besides, I've known you since I was a Third Ring Wizard, and I'm very confident in your character. You're not only beautiful, but also have a beautiful heart!"
Triss said smugly:
"I just like hearing nice words, say a few more."
Levi laughed, put away the potion, and turned to leave.
"Goodbye, Madam, Levi will definitely repay your kindness in the future!"
Triss scolded with a smile:
"Always in the future, in the future... when exactly is the future? You little brat, there's no time like the present, why not repay me today?"
Levi was already gone.
Triss felt sleepy.
Although Sixth Ring breakthrough potions are difficult to make, it shouldn't make Triss so mentally exhausted.
She had gone to Madam Lucy a few days ago to ask her to help improve the
Mind Flayer's Innocent Fairy Tale
.
After the improvement, the difficulty of refining this potion is top-tier even among Sixth Rings.
But at the same time, its success rate has also increased from the original 23% to 25%.
During this period, she also added some rare materials.
For Primal Soul potions, every 1% increase in success rate is extremely difficult.
She went to the bathroom and lit incense to help restore her mental strength.
The bathtub was filled with potion and pink petals, Triss lay comfortably in the pool, stretched her body, and fell into a deep sleep.
"This kid will definitely achieve Primal Soul."
A year later.
Holy Radiance Calendar 1304, Month of Wheat Fields.
In the past year, Levi focused on studying the ninth talent, wanting to create a satisfactory enlightenment spell, which would take a long time.
Some time ago, the eighth talent, Shadow Dragon Multitude, was also maxed out.
And things like [Gathering Sun Transformation] and [Thunder Tiger] were also perfected.
Except for the ninth talent, he had completed all his magic homework.
Since reaching 50 Limit Souls, the difficulty of condensing them has further increased.
More than ten years have passed since Levi's spiritual power reached its peak, and he has only condensed three more.
Of course, this is also because he spent more time working on the Golden Serpent Breathing Technique during this period, leaving less time for condensing.
Since the assassination attempt on the Holy Infant, the enemy has not made another move, and it seems they have temporarily given up.
Considering that the mysterious organization might also target other geniuses from the Ancient Tower.
Levi asked Gandalf to lie low for a while and leave the potion shop to someone else.
Gandalf has now cultivated the Eight-Armed Demon God Body Refinement Technique to the Fifth Layer, but reaching the Sixth Layer Fifth Ring realm will take some time.
Now.
The Black Lotus Beast's realm has also stabilized, so Levi resumed drawing blood to extract Sixth Ring Bloodline Essence for cultivation.
This has made the Red Emperor Dragon's cultivation speed not far from perfection.
The Red Emperor Dragon is already strong enough, and Levi doesn't want to waste time looking for evolution materials. He will directly advance to Sixth Ring if successful. Of course, if there is an opportunity for evolution, Levi will not let it go.
Golden Light Cave.
The first Earth-level Strange Object within the Sword of Victory, the Dust Citizen Sword, has been condensed, taking less than a century.
After careful consideration, Levi did not choose to continue waiting nine hundred years to advance to the Knight's Sword. Instead, he used the Wizard's refining method to refine this Strange Object.
After refining, both his spiritual power and spiritual power limit increased by 10 points, which was an unexpected surprise.
His current spiritual power limit has reached 1750 points, only 250 points away from the 2000-point Primal Soul lower limit.
This Strange Object further optimized Levi's metal talent, Golden Dragon Break.
Other than that, it had no other functions.
If this kind of Strange Object were refined using the methods of Arthur's world, it would produce completely different effects for Wizards.
As a dual cultivator of Wizardry and Knighthood, Levi wants to try whether he can refine the Dust Citizen Sword again using Arthur's method after another Strange Object is born in the future.
Month of the North Wind.
Hell Realm.
Howling Wilderness.
Festival of the Dead.
It is said that on this night, the undead creatures sleeping in the wilderness, desolate tombs, and deep mountains and old forests will crawl out.
Not only that, but the legendary Gate of Hell will also open, and a surge of undead will pour out.
The night parade of a hundred ghosts is doomsday for other schools.
For the Death School, it is a festival.
Levi also took this opportunity to capture some powerful undead and place them in the Book of the Dead, replacing the low-level ones.
Central Howling Wilderness.
An ancient battlefield.
This place was one of the core areas of the great war between Wizard civilization and the Hell Plane in the past, and it is shrouded in Yin energy all year round.
Weak undead are everywhere.
A group of Death Wizards wearing Wizard robes and undead masks are hidden among the ghosts, dancing with them.
Here, you can see Wizards drinking, playing finger-guessing games, and even copulating with the undead... or Wizards fighting fiercely, with moving eyeballs and arms falling from the sky from time to time.
This is the carnival, with no rules, no restrictions, for this one day only.
Inside a bar built from a Giant's skull.
Following local customs, Levi, dressed in a black robe and wearing a Netherworld mask, drank alone.
Tonight, a high-end Wizard gathering was about to be held here. Those who could participate were all Fifth Ring or above.
Levi looked around, based on his perception.
In the small bar, there were at least five Sixth Ring Wizards hidden.
"Looks like they're all here for the Spirit Hosting Fruit. This thing is really popular. It's a pity... the Spirit Hosting Fruit cannot be cultivated artificially. Otherwise, I would find a way to transplant it in the Ancient Saint Plane."
Levi remembered the last Dragon Bone Assembly.
"Blood Demon, Black Mark, Poisonous Deceit, Banshee of Pain... I wonder how those few are doing now? When my Wizard path also reaches the Primal Soul, I can pay them a visit. At the very least, the Blood Demon Wizard who directly attacked me must know why the flowers are so red."
On Levi's little notebook, the Blood Demon Wizard was on the must-kill list.
The other three, because they did not directly attack him, were optional.
Even with Levi's current strength, he would not dare to kill a Primal Soul Wizard in the Wizard world casually.
The council would inevitably investigate.
Of course, in the Weird Realm or outside the Wizard world, where life and death are disregarded and the law is difficult to reach, it doesn't matter.
After three rounds of wine.
On the center stage, a group of "skinny beauties" like pink skeletons were dancing a boldly developed dance, their bone frames about to fall apart.
A gaunt male Wizard wearing a top hat walked in and started the auction directly.
Levi was in high spirits. Before coming, he had already sold a Sixth Ring staff on the black market and got another 60 million Aether.
Now.
His net worth was 450 million Aether.
With so much, taking the Spirit Hosting Fruit was a sure thing.
In the lively atmosphere, one item after another was sold. The rare items of the Death School were all strange things, and Levi also had his eyes opened.
Finally, the Spirit Hosting Fruit came on stage.
The starting price for this item was 100 million Aether, with each increase not less than 1 million.
As soon as it started, a hoarse voice sounded from the corner.
"150 million!"
He inadvertently revealed a trace of Primal Soul majesty, shocking the audience.
Immediately, several ordinary Sixth Ring auras confronted him.
Levi had no intention of participating in this kind of confrontation. He was not short of money and didn't need to use his power to suppress others.
He said lightly:
"200 million!"
As Levi spoke, he could feel the Netherworld masks focusing on him.
His current spiritual power was not too far from the Primal Soul. It could only be said that it had not undergone transformation, and the quality was very poor.
But he himself also had the cultivation of a Sixth Ring Knight, so he could also emit a faint Sixth Ring aura.
In addition, with the Hermit rune covering it up, the aura was looming.
It could also create the illusion that a Sixth Ring powerhouse was pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger.
Seeing that Levi was also a Sixth Ring, those prying eyes retreated in an instant.
But there were still two gazes, looking at Levi gloomily.
One of them was wearing a Red Devil mask, the Primal Soul Wizard who had called out the price at the beginning.
The other was wearing a goat-headed devil mask, with flames in his eyes. He muttered to himself: "The Netherworld Festival, where anything goes, it's been a long time since I've seen blood, jie jie jie."
The threat in his words was very obvious.
Levi didn't care.
The Undead Festival is indeed a time of absolute impunity.
But he wasn't an easy target anymore.
The bidding continued.
In the end, Levi, without any suspense, acquired the Spirit Hosting Fruit for 250 million Great Stones.
It was even cheaper than last time.
It was evident that the Wizards present were not as wealthy as those from the previous auction.
After obtaining the Spirit Hosting Fruit and paying the price, Levi hurriedly left the tavern, his figure flickering as he stepped into the void.
The Red Devil and the Devil Mask Wizard exchanged glances and followed after him.
Levi found it amusing.
They couldn't even wait until they left the Grand Carnival venue? Rumbles echoed.
In the void, slender black hounds chased after Levi.
These were Void Hounds, most adept at pursuing enemies in the void.
Clearly, these individuals had come prepared; they never intended to buy the Spirit Hosting Fruit through normal means, planning to kill and plunder from the start.
Levi sighed and said,
"The Wizards here truly lack manners... It's no wonder this school is a cradle for Black Wizards."
The Council wanted to rectify the chaos of the Death School, but each time, the Death School accused them of "school discrimination," disrespecting local traditional culture, and being incorrect! In the void.
Levi was forced out, and several howling Void Hounds emerged, surrounding him.
Golden light shone around him, and his black Wizard robe fluttered.
Beneath the mask, Levi's pale golden pupils observed everything.
Two figures, one in front and one behind, surrounded Levi.
The Red Devil Mask chuckled sinisterly, "Although it's the Undead Festival, I don't particularly want to kill anyone... The Spirit Hosting Fruit is something I must have. You seem to have just advanced, right? Why not sell it to me at the base price? I'll help you deal with the other one, heh heh heh."
The other Devil Mask sneered, "Do you think he'll believe your nonsense?"
Levi said,
"If I may ask, is it really not against the law to kill someone during the Undead Festival?"
The Red Devil Mask said, "As expected, you're from another school; you don't understand the rules here."
The Devil Mask laughed,
"As a traditional festival, this is protected by the Hand of the Netherworld. If you don't believe me, let me kill you and see if I get investigated? I'll find a way to tell you the results in the Netherworld, hahaha."
The Hand of the Netherworld was a Legendary Wizard of the Death School.
Hearing this, Levi breathed a sigh of relief, and he calmly said, "I see, thank you for informing me. Then I won't be punished if I beat you two to death, right?"