Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The Magical Beasts Realm was buzzing with activity, and Goode, Ophilia, and the others were frantically busy every day. As for Yang Ling, who was in secluded training, he didn’t pay heed to outside matters, and he didn’t get involved with the affairs of the secular world. The Dark Dragon King commanded the Magical Beast Army’s elites to guard and protect the courtyard. Unless something major happened, not even Sofia and Yuna were allowed to approach the courtyard, let alone other people. Even a fly couldn’t slip past the guards unnoticed.
One day, two days… The energy in the courtyard grew denser and gradually formed a green mist.
The Worldly Spiritual Qi drifting in the world converged into wisps of mist. A green Life Energy was gathered from far and wide in the Terras Forest, which had an endless supply, and melded with Starlight Energy that descended from the numerous bright stars.
Yang Ling sat cross-legged on the Great Wizard Altar and weaved Wizard Seals. His mind was bright, and he carefully studied the mysterious and abstruse Wizard Spells. As he studied the Energy Source, which could be used to control the world, his body ravenously absorbed the tremendous Worldly Spiritual Qi, Life Energy, and Starlight Energy, while his soul was engrossed in the vast world of Wizard Spells.
The tremendous energy flowed into Yang Ling’s body through every pore, and it strengthened him repeatedly thanks to the Body Honing Wizard Mantra’s effects. Every inch of flesh and bone grew stronger, and a large amount of Energy Essence seeped into him. If Yang Ling opened his eyes, he would discover that his body was brimming with energy. His tenacity and flexibility were both greatly increased.
Yang Ling’s body was brimming with energy, while his soul was like a serene well’s water. He calmly studied every complex and arcane Wizard Spell. In the past, he had lacked the time and energy to organize the numerous Wizard Spells recorded on the obelisk. But now, he finally had enough time to organize everything from scratch once again.
The Ancient Wizard Spell, Confusion. This strange Wizard Spell could be used to attack an enemy’s soul, confuse him, or even erase his memory and make him fall into a trance. In mild cases, the target’s consciousness would turn muddled, and his power would be weakened greatly. In severe cases, he would turn into a fool or a vegetable.
The Ancient Wizard Spell, Soul Shivers. If one mounted a sneak-attack on the enemy with this supreme Wizard Spell, the enemy’s soul would shiver intensely and uncontrollable fear would well up from the depths of his heart. In ancient times, this spell had been used to deal with a large number of enemies, and it was an excellent weapon in large-scale battles. It could greatly lower the enemies’ morale.
There were many Wizard Spells recorded on the obelisk, and they could be divided into great categories such as Soul Wizardry, Shadow Wizardry, Warrior Wizardry, Poison Wizardry, Divination, Artifact Wizardry, and others. Every category also had countless classes, and every class had a large number of Wizard Spells. If he studied and practiced every Wizard Spell thoroughly, he would have to practice in seclusion for many years.
Yang Ling wanted to become a High-Level Soul Wizard as soon as possible, and this was why he absorbed the enormous well of energy contained in Moon Soul Stones. He focused his attention on practicing Soul Wizard Spells and studying the mysteries of Restriction Spells of a higher level.
Moon Soul Stones were called top-notch Black Crystals, and their value rivaled that of a whole city. They contained a large amount of Soul Energy, and they could be used to craft top-notch divine weapons or accelerate a person’s training. Moon Soul Stones were worldly treasures formed with Moon Stones’ essence, and they were priceless. In the Moon Lake, Algernon Divine Branch, Longbarton Divine Branch, and other great factions fought intensely over Soul Moon Stones the size of a man’s fist, and the high value of those Soul Moon Stones could be discerned from this.
After Yang Ling absorbed the essence of a large number of Moon Soul Stones, his Soul Energy increased sharply and the Soul Crystal in his brain released a thick Crystal Mist.
As he studied the Soul Wizard Spells, a strong Soul Energy would help him get the work done more quickly and thoroughly. If he strengthened his Soul Energy further, he would manage to form a cycle of energy generation. As Yang Ling consumed a large number of Moon Soul Stones, he got closer to the day when he would advance to the High-Level Soul Wizard Stage, and he also emitted denser Crystal Mist.
One year, two years, a decade, a century, two centuries…
The Magical Beasts on guard duty around the courtyard changed repeatedly, and both the Magical Beast Territory and the Wizard Pagoda’s Space went through great changes. However, Yang Ling kept training in seclusion, sitting cross-legged and motionless on the Great Wizard Altar. He seemed like a stone statue that wouldn’t move a finger, and even his hands, which weaved Wizard Seals, had stopped moving. Springs passed and winters came. Every year slid by in calm practice, and his spirit was engrossed completely in the study of the Wizard Path.
Time passed in a flash, and 500 years went by.
“Sister Yuna, hasn’t Brother Yang woken up yet?” Alice questioned the pretty fox girl next to her. Her eyes were ruddy, and her long eyelashes couldn’t hide her distress.
During the five centuries that passed, the young girl had become a graceful woman with mesmerizing beauty. Alice practiced for a long time, and not only did she reach God-Level, but her Poison Wizardry reached perfection. She could kill people with formless matters, and no one could defend against her effectively. Her comprehensive power wasn’t any less than that of the Corpse Wizard King and his companions. Only the Wandering Divine Beast, the Gold Roc, dared to claim that he could block her attacks. And he, of course, was endowed with shocking power.
Poison Wizardry was a branch of Wizardry, which had always given enemies a headache, and the higher the stage one practiced to, the stronger it would become.
However, Alice hadn’t forgotten Yang Ling over the years, the man who had commanded many Magical Beasts and saved her grandfather in Terras Forest. Nor would she ever forget his faint smile and his black eyes, which stood out among the masses.
In this world, there were some matters and pieces of memory which weren’t touched by the elapsing of time.
Every year, every month, and every day, Alice came to the courtyard to take a look at Yang Ling, who practiced in seclusion. She would observe his silhouette, which would frequently appear in her dreams. People envied her for her power and her noble status as Yang Ling’s sister, but no one knew her regrets and frustration.
“This b*stard has stayed in seclusion for several hundred years. I surely won’t forgive him once he comes out,” Sofia said, stamping her foot in rage. Her eyes were slightly ruddy, and they were filled with longing, as well as grief. Yuna remained silent, gazing through the thick Crystal Mist at Yang Ling’s indistinct silhouette, which hadn’t moved a finger in several hundred years.
“Nightfall is close at hand, let’s go. Today, it’s the Wizard God Religion’s five hundredth yearly celebration, and his Holiness Goode has already sent people several times to urge us to hurry up. Sister Ophilia has also sent multiple messengers to us. It won’t be excusable for the three of us to be absent from it.” Yuna took a last look at Yang Ling’s silhouette before she walked to the Dimensional Channel on the plaza. A single sparkling tear fell off her cheek, unnoticed by the others.
Five years after its establishment, the Wizard God Religion became the greatest religion on Tailun Continent, and it gained more than 100 million believers in the Wizard Pagoda’s Space. The Wizard God Religion secured a lofty position in the world thanks to Pope Goode’s hard work. After he managed to find some balance between the secular world and the religion, the Great Wizard’s faith spread to every nook in the Wizard Pagoda’s Space.
“Is a Divine Lord really able to see all beings, as it is said in the legends? Is he really so lofty?” Yuna turned her head back and took a look at Yang Ling’s familiar, yet strange silhouette through the Crystal Mist. She felt an intense stab of pain in her heart.
In the past, when they just started developing the domain, she helped Yang Ling care for it and govern it. Those were her happiest days, and every day, she would snatch any moment of leisure to hold Yang Ling’s hand and stroll through the edge of the Terras Forest with him. Those were her sweetest memories, and this place still remained the same, but it was a pity that she didn’t have anyone with her. She couldn’t regain the warmth of those days.
If Yuna had a choice, she would rather be the lady of a little feudal lord and see her beloved daily, than become the lady of a lofty Divine Lord and stay home alone year after year.
“Madam Yuna, Madam Sofia, Miss Alice, please come here.” A handsome and tall Templar Knight bowed and saluted them. He wore clean white gloves, a stylish black armor, and a sword carved with complex symbols on his waist.
After the Wizard Pagoda’s Space was quickly developed, 100 nations appeared in it, as well as various domains of different sizes. Argus, Casey, and other people who had fought for Yang Ling had been given domains and titles due to their military contributions.
Several hundred years had passed, and no one knew for sure how many noble clans existed in the Wizard Pagoda’s Space. But everyone, from great princes to backwater nobles, joined the Wizard God Religion and took pride in becoming a Templar Knight. Becoming a Personal Knight of Yuna, Sofia, or Alice was a great honor for any clan.
Yuna and her two companions were guided by a Templar Knight into the Wizard Pagoda’s Space. Upon leaving the Dimensional Channel, they saw three large, luxurious carriages pulled by snow-white unicorns. A golden dragon with five feet was carved on those black carriages, and a scarlet carpet stretched from the Dimensional Channel to the Shrine near the Great Wizard Pagoda.
“Madam Yuna, Madam Sofia, Miss Alice, please go inside!” The handsome Templar Knight and his two colleagues pulled open the curtains of the three carriages and invited the ladies into them.
The golden dragon with five feet was the Wizard Sect’s symbol, and it could be said in a sense that it was an incarnation of the Great Soul Wizard, Yang Ling. If one observed the whole Wizard Pagoda’s Space, the golden dragon with five feet could only be found on the carriages of Pope Goode and the saint Ophilia, and they only had small pictures of the dragons. There were only three carriages with large golden dragons, and only the three people closest to Yang Ling had the right to ride in those. Those three people were Yuna, Sofia, and Alice.
“The Dragon Chariot is pretty good, but it isn’t as good as the previous little chariot called Ferrari.” Yuna sat in the carriage slowly. She felt quite sad, and she couldn’t help but think about the little chariot she had shared with Yang Ling when they traveled to the Livenza Alliance. She also thought about the warm, yet passionate night they had after they suffered the attack of the killer, Flowing Venom.
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Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The Magical Beasts Realm was buzzing with activity, and Goode, Ophilia, and the others were frantically busy every day. As for Yang Ling, who was in secluded training, he didn’t pay heed to outside matters, and he didn’t get involved with the affairs of the secular world. The Dark Dragon King commanded the Magical Beast Army’s elites to guard and protect the courtyard. Unless something major happened, not even Sofia and Yuna were allowed to approach the courtyard, let alone other people. Even a fly couldn’t slip past the guards unnoticed.
One day, two days… The energy in the courtyard grew denser and gradually formed a green mist.
The Worldly Spiritual Qi drifting in the world converged into wisps of mist. A green Life Energy was gathered from far and wide in the Terras Forest, which had an endless supply, and melded with Starlight Energy that descended from the numerous bright stars.
Yang Ling sat cross-legged on the Great Wizard Altar and weaved Wizard Seals. His mind was bright, and he carefully studied the mysterious and abstruse Wizard Spells. As he studied the Energy Source, which could be used to control the world, his body ravenously absorbed the tremendous Worldly Spiritual Qi, Life Energy, and Starlight Energy, while his soul was engrossed in the vast world of Wizard Spells.
The tremendous energy flowed into Yang Ling’s body through every pore, and it strengthened him repeatedly thanks to the Body Honing Wizard Mantra’s effects. Every inch of flesh and bone grew stronger, and a large amount of Energy Essence seeped into him. If Yang Ling opened his eyes, he would discover that his body was brimming with energy. His tenacity and flexibility were both greatly increased.
Yang Ling’s body was brimming with energy, while his soul was like a serene well’s water. He calmly studied every complex and arcane Wizard Spell. In the past, he had lacked the time and energy to organize the numerous Wizard Spells recorded on the obelisk. But now, he finally had enough time to organize everything from scratch once again.
The Ancient Wizard Spell, Confusion. This strange Wizard Spell could be used to attack an enemy’s soul, confuse him, or even erase his memory and make him fall into a trance. In mild cases, the target’s consciousness would turn muddled, and his power would be weakened greatly. In severe cases, he would turn into a fool or a vegetable.
The Ancient Wizard Spell, Soul Shivers. If one mounted a sneak-attack on the enemy with this supreme Wizard Spell, the enemy’s soul would shiver intensely and uncontrollable fear would well up from the depths of his heart. In ancient times, this spell had been used to deal with a large number of enemies, and it was an excellent weapon in large-scale battles. It could greatly lower the enemies’ morale.
There were many Wizard Spells recorded on the obelisk, and they could be divided into great categories such as Soul Wizardry, Shadow Wizardry, Warrior Wizardry, Poison Wizardry, Divination, Artifact Wizardry, and others. Every category also had countless classes, and every class had a large number of Wizard Spells. If he studied and practiced every Wizard Spell thoroughly, he would have to practice in seclusion for many years.
Yang Ling wanted to become a High-Level Soul Wizard as soon as possible, and this was why he absorbed the enormous well of energy contained in Moon Soul Stones. He focused his attention on practicing Soul Wizard Spells and studying the mysteries of Restriction Spells of a higher level.
Moon Soul Stones were called top-notch Black Crystals, and their value rivaled that of a whole city. They contained a large amount of Soul Energy, and they could be used to craft top-notch divine weapons or accelerate a person’s training. Moon Soul Stones were worldly treasures formed with Moon Stones’ essence, and they were priceless. In the Moon Lake, Algernon Divine Branch, Longbarton Divine Branch, and other great factions fought intensely over Soul Moon Stones the size of a man’s fist, and the high value of those Soul Moon Stones could be discerned from this.
After Yang Ling absorbed the essence of a large number of Moon Soul Stones, his Soul Energy increased sharply and the Soul Crystal in his brain released a thick Crystal Mist.
As he studied the Soul Wizard Spells, a strong Soul Energy would help him get the work done more quickly and thoroughly. If he strengthened his Soul Energy further, he would manage to form a cycle of energy generation. As Yang Ling consumed a large number of Moon Soul Stones, he got closer to the day when he would advance to the High-Level Soul Wizard Stage, and he also emitted denser Crystal Mist.
One year, two years, a decade, a century, two centuries…
The Magical Beasts on guard duty around the courtyard changed repeatedly, and both the Magical Beast Territory and the Wizard Pagoda’s Space went through great changes. However, Yang Ling kept training in seclusion, sitting cross-legged and motionless on the Great Wizard Altar. He seemed like a stone statue that wouldn’t move a finger, and even his hands, which weaved Wizard Seals, had stopped moving. Springs passed and winters came. Every year slid by in calm practice, and his spirit was engrossed completely in the study of the Wizard Path.
Time passed in a flash, and 500 years went by.
“Sister Yuna, hasn’t Brother Yang woken up yet?” Alice questioned the pretty fox girl next to her. Her eyes were ruddy, and her long eyelashes couldn’t hide her distress.
During the five centuries that passed, the young girl had become a graceful woman with mesmerizing beauty. Alice practiced for a long time, and not only did she reach God-Level, but her Poison Wizardry reached perfection. She could kill people with formless matters, and no one could defend against her effectively. Her comprehensive power wasn’t any less than that of the Corpse Wizard King and his companions. Only the Wandering Divine Beast, the Gold Roc, dared to claim that he could block her attacks. And he, of course, was endowed with shocking power.
Poison Wizardry was a branch of Wizardry, which had always given enemies a headache, and the higher the stage one practiced to, the stronger it would become.
However, Alice hadn’t forgotten Yang Ling over the years, the man who had commanded many Magical Beasts and saved her grandfather in Terras Forest. Nor would she ever forget his faint smile and his black eyes, which stood out among the masses.
In this world, there were some matters and pieces of memory which weren’t touched by the elapsing of time.
Every year, every month, and every day, Alice came to the courtyard to take a look at Yang Ling, who practiced in seclusion. She would observe his silhouette, which would frequently appear in her dreams. People envied her for her power and her noble status as Yang Ling’s sister, but no one knew her regrets and frustration.
“This b*stard has stayed in seclusion for several hundred years. I surely won’t forgive him once he comes out,” Sofia said, stamping her foot in rage. Her eyes were slightly ruddy, and they were filled with longing, as well as grief. Yuna remained silent, gazing through the thick Crystal Mist at Yang Ling’s indistinct silhouette, which hadn’t moved a finger in several hundred years.
“Nightfall is close at hand, let’s go. Today, it’s the Wizard God Religion’s five hundredth yearly celebration, and his Holiness Goode has already sent people several times to urge us to hurry up. Sister Ophilia has also sent multiple messengers to us. It won’t be excusable for the three of us to be absent from it.” Yuna took a last look at Yang Ling’s silhouette before she walked to the Dimensional Channel on the plaza. A single sparkling tear fell off her cheek, unnoticed by the others.
Five years after its establishment, the Wizard God Religion became the greatest religion on Tailun Continent, and it gained more than 100 million believers in the Wizard Pagoda’s Space. The Wizard God Religion secured a lofty position in the world thanks to Pope Goode’s hard work. After he managed to find some balance between the secular world and the religion, the Great Wizard’s faith spread to every nook in the Wizard Pagoda’s Space.
“Is a Divine Lord really able to see all beings, as it is said in the legends? Is he really so lofty?” Yuna turned her head back and took a look at Yang Ling’s familiar, yet strange silhouette through the Crystal Mist. She felt an intense stab of pain in her heart.
In the past, when they just started developing the domain, she helped Yang Ling care for it and govern it. Those were her happiest days, and every day, she would snatch any moment of leisure to hold Yang Ling’s hand and stroll through the edge of the Terras Forest with him. Those were her sweetest memories, and this place still remained the same, but it was a pity that she didn’t have anyone with her. She couldn’t regain the warmth of those days.
If Yuna had a choice, she would rather be the lady of a little feudal lord and see her beloved daily, than become the lady of a lofty Divine Lord and stay home alone year after year.
“Madam Yuna, Madam Sofia, Miss Alice, please come here.” A handsome and tall Templar Knight bowed and saluted them. He wore clean white gloves, a stylish black armor, and a sword carved with complex symbols on his waist.
After the Wizard Pagoda’s Space was quickly developed, 100 nations appeared in it, as well as various domains of different sizes. Argus, Casey, and other people who had fought for Yang Ling had been given domains and titles due to their military contributions.
Several hundred years had passed, and no one knew for sure how many noble clans existed in the Wizard Pagoda’s Space. But everyone, from great princes to backwater nobles, joined the Wizard God Religion and took pride in becoming a Templar Knight. Becoming a Personal Knight of Yuna, Sofia, or Alice was a great honor for any clan.
Yuna and her two companions were guided by a Templar Knight into the Wizard Pagoda’s Space. Upon leaving the Dimensional Channel, they saw three large, luxurious carriages pulled by snow-white unicorns. A golden dragon with five feet was carved on those black carriages, and a scarlet carpet stretched from the Dimensional Channel to the Shrine near the Great Wizard Pagoda.
“Madam Yuna, Madam Sofia, Miss Alice, please go inside!” The handsome Templar Knight and his two colleagues pulled open the curtains of the three carriages and invited the ladies into them.
The golden dragon with five feet was the Wizard Sect’s symbol, and it could be said in a sense that it was an incarnation of the Great Soul Wizard, Yang Ling. If one observed the whole Wizard Pagoda’s Space, the golden dragon with five feet could only be found on the carriages of Pope Goode and the saint Ophilia, and they only had small pictures of the dragons. There were only three carriages with large golden dragons, and only the three people closest to Yang Ling had the right to ride in those. Those three people were Yuna, Sofia, and Alice.
“The Dragon Chariot is pretty good, but it isn’t as good as the previous little chariot called Ferrari.” Yuna sat in the carriage slowly. She felt quite sad, and she couldn’t help but think about the little chariot she had shared with Yang Ling when they traveled to the Livenza Alliance. She also thought about the warm, yet passionate night they had after they suffered the attack of the killer, Flowing Venom.
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