Chapter 1375: The Void Entity (1)
Chapter 1375: The Void Entity (1)
Upon refining the tombstone, a new ghostly shadow of it appeared within Levi’s seven-colored crystal.
“Without realizing it, I’ve now gathered nine oddities. The Dark Ancient Tower truly lives up to its reputation—opportunities are everywhere.”
Levi turned his gaze towards the withered wood oddity.
“This oddity must be a Morning Star-level oddity,” he mused.
“I’ve heard that some oddities can’t be refined if one’s realm isn’t high enough. I hope this one isn’t like that.”
The oddities were all unique.
Some Bright Moon-level oddities could be refined with ease, while some Morning Star-level oddities required a wizard with a primordial soul to succeed.
Levi focused his God (consciousness) fully, immersing himself entirely in the task of refining this oddity.
The Aether Meditation Art was all-encompassing, allowing him to refine the withered wood oddity regardless of its nature or faction, without any barriers.
Three days later, Levi looked at the withered wood and let out a sigh of relief.
“Not bad. Even though the refining process was incredibly slow, it was still possible… That’s good. The slower the refining, the higher the quality of the oddity. It seems likely this is indeed a Morning Star-level oddity.”
The Abyss Canyon was like a grim scar on the earth.
Levi practiced in seclusion on the desolate plains.
In the practice of cultivation, time was irrelevant.
In the blink of an eye, three years had passed.
During these three years, Levi devoted himself entirely to refining the oddity.
Aside from his basic Meditation Art and breathing technique training, he had put all other tasks on hold.
With his mind fully focused, the refining speed gradually increased.
Levi never expected that refining an oddity would be so time-consuming and exhausting; it was truly a painful yet joyful process.
He could only imagine how much more difficult it would be to refine a Bright Moon-level or a Glorious Sun-grade oddity.
Nonetheless, the refining of the oddity was finally nearing completion.
…
In the year 1217 of the Holy Brilliance Calendar, during the Month of Germinal.
The 52nd year of the Dark Ancient Tower.
In the Sea of Stars, at the marketplace, Mia’s fifth-circle cultivation had long since stabilized, and her pharmacy’s business had been thriving.
Once she built a good reputation, no one cared anymore whether her shop was licensed or not.
After all, as long as no one died and customers could achieve breakthroughs, that was all that mattered.
Over the past three years, two fourth-circle perfection wizards successfully advanced with the help of potions from Mia’s little pharmacy and expressed their gratitude.
Those who didn’t succeed mostly understood that it had nothing to do with the quality of the potions but was simply due to their own shortcomings.
Even if they felt any resentment, they didn’t dare take it out on Mia or cause trouble at her shop.
After all, she was a fifth-circle wizard.
Most importantly, behind Mia stood the genius wizard, Master Fire Dragon, one of the Five Elders.
Currently, in the Sea of Stars, he was unrivaled in the art of weapon-making.
Due to his stellar reputation, Master Fire Dragon’s weapon-making business was always fully booked.
Even some wizards from other top organizations came to seek his services.
To not delay his own talisman crafting and alchemy, Master Fire Dragon exchanged contact information with these fifth-circle wizards, promising to craft wizard tools for them when he returned to the Wizard World.
As a result, nearly half of the nearly forty fifth-circle wizards in the Sea of Stars were friends of Master Fire Dragon.
One could say that among the Five Elders, aside from the Rust Dragon Wizard, who had already reached the primordial soul realm, even the likes of the fifth-circle perfection Red Bone Wizard and Madam Miracle could not match the prestige of Master Fire Dragon.
Of course, the illustrious “Master Fire Dragon” still maintained his demeanor of a refined gentleman, modest and courteous as ever.
Never arrogant, never boastful.
Fire Dragon Island
Inside the Weapon Refinement Chamber, three alchemical creatures of different forms, each radiating intense heat, were soaring through the air.
One was designed as a classic fire phoenix.
Another resembled a fiery red golden beetle.
The third was a deer with a horn on its forehead, as if ablaze with twin flames.
A fire phoenix, a Fire Golden Turtle, and a Fire Forest Deer.
The Fire God’s trio of companions was now fully refined.
“Assemble!”
Holy Infant chanted an incantation and gave the command.
Flames surged towards the sky.
Within the blaze, the phoenix sang loudly, the golden beetle flapped its wings, and the deer bellowed.
In the end, a monstrous creature emerged with the head of a phoenix, the armor of a golden beetle, and the lower body of a deer.
Its wings were like two metal plates, adorned with beautiful and mysterious patterns.
“This design isn’t as elegant as the Wind God model, but it’s functional, and that’s what matters,” Holy Infant said.
Holy Infant planned to find a time to present the Fire God model to his true self.
With this addition, the Eight Heavenly Dragon Prison array would be even more impenetrable with the Wind God and Fire God models guarding it.
After years of weapon-making and alchemy in the Sea of Stars, Holy Infant’s skills in Weapon Refinement had advanced significantly, giving him hope to achieve fifth-circle perfection before his cultivation reached its peak.
As for his talisman crafting skills, he was diligently working towards level 5 proficiency.
In Holy Infant’s view, talisman crafting was currently the only skill that might allow him, with his fifth-circle cultivation, to pose even a small challenge to a primordial soul.
All he needed was a few hundred level 5 divine talismans. Throwing them in overwhelming numbers might even give a primordial soul a hard time.
If a few hundred weren’t enough, then a few thousand might do the trick—enough ants can bring down an elephant.
Of course, this was merely theoretical.
In reality, level 5 divine talismans were not easy to come by.
First, the success rate of crafting them was low.
Second, they took a long time to make and were extremely costly.
“Lord, are you ready? Senior Rust Dragon’s primordial soul ceremony is about to begin,” Mia’s voice called from outside.
“Yes, I’m ready.”
Holy Infant, carrying a gift, joined Mia, and together they flew toward Gandaph Island.
Mia, her mind wandering, couldn’t help but smile to herself as she admired Holy Infant’s increasingly mature and steady demeanor.
Gandaph Island.
The grand stage for the ceremony was already set up.
Rust Dragon Wizard stroked his beard, smiling cheerfully as he watched the guests come and go.
Advancing to the primordial soul realm and holding a ceremony was a well-established tradition in the Wizard World.