Versatile Mage: I have a proficiency panel

Chapter 67 Why am I so strong? Because I strengthened the star.

"…We in the Temple of Freedom will make the final decision on what is right and wrong. I cannot trust your one-sided statement. Just surrender and follow me. We will never frame a good person, nor will we let a criminal go!"

Bai Jue's words made the Purple Wind Temple mage frown slightly, but he did not change his mind. How could a high-level mage from the Freedom Temple criticize him? The cause and effect will be clear in the future. Now he is just enforcing the law impartially.

"Notify your higher-ups. I'll be waiting here. If no one gives an explanation, you and the temple mage will just stay here." Bai Jue just smiled when he heard it. If someone is arguing even when it's unreasonable, shouldn't he fight to the death when it's reasonable?
An invisible giant hand clamped the body of the Purple Wind Temple's mage, making him unable to move, and his original momentum was gone!

How could it be possible that a high-level mage could have such powerful spatial magic? The Purple Wind Temple mage was puzzled and shocked.

The wizard of the Winged Temple nearby had just woken up. After hearing Bai Jue's words and seeing the current situation, he had no choice but to ask for help.

Everyone in the government looked at each other and remained silent.

"Lower your head and take a closer look at this person. Does he look familiar to you? Do you recognize him?" Bai Jue lifted the Purple Wind Temple mage and pressed his head down, facing the bloodstained corpse on the ground. Although there was some blood stain, the face could still be seen clearly.

The blue robe, the symbol of the Black Church, looks like an executioner of the Black Church. The vague symbol on the severed hand is a bit like the symbol of their Temple of Freedom...

"His name is Pei Li, and he claims to be a traitor to the Temple of Freedom. Do you know him?"

The pupils of the Purple Wind Temple mage trembled violently. Pei Li joined the Temple of Liberty about twenty years ago and was an ice mage of the Temple of Liberty. Later, due to a mistake, he was kicked out of the Temple of Liberty and there was no news of him since then.

The Black Church executioner was once a wizard of the Temple of Liberty. This is the greatest shame for the Temple of Liberty. Their sacred teachings and oaths of never betrayal will become empty words.

"It seems that you know him. I won't waste any more words on him. Now let's see how much you in the Temple of Freedom value your reputation."

Not long after, a mage from the Black Gold Temple hurried over. He looked quite old and had a lot of experience. According to Bai Jue's assessment, he should be a super-class mage.

"I'm very sorry that such a thing happened in our country. The Temple of Freedom will give an explanation." The attitude of this super-class temple mage was not tough, and there was a soothing smile on his face. It was unknown whether it was because he felt guilty about this matter, or because of the power behind the people in the national government, or for the reputation of the temple.

"Anyone can say the same thing, but what I need is real compensation."

"Everything can be negotiated. What compensation do you need?" The smile of the super-class temple mage became a little stiff, and in order to keep the peace, he had to bear the pain and be slaughtered.

"The more commander-level spirits, the better." Bai Jue said with a smile.

Why don't you listen to what you are saying? The expression of the super-class temple mage was completely frozen.

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The sea in the Northwest Ocean seems even more blue and clean like an ice mirror. When there are no waves, the white cloud-silk sky can be completely imprinted.

Tinoaya is the most beautiful and mysterious city in Prut, close to the Northwest Ocean. It is also a gathering place for ocean hunters. Almost every hunter who wants to explore the Northwest Ocean and gain wealth from the ocean full of treasures will stop here, and they will also squander their wealth here overnight.

Whether it is a seaside lounge full of beauties, an extremely noisy casino, or a magician's arena, there will always be endless luxury to enjoy here!

It was still afternoon, the warm sunshine was gracefully falling on the sea level, and the soft waves were like the hems of girls' skirts, rippling in the sea breeze...

This is the next stop for the National Team after the Citibank Pavilion. Through the window of the plane, Bai Jue admired the beautiful scenery below and also saw a white "magic ship". Drowning curse?

“Deputy Captain, if you have anything you want to ask the Captain, just say it. Don’t hold it in. I’ve seen you with that tangled expression on your face the whole time. It’s really hard to hold it in!” Zhao Manyan tried to hold back his laughter but he couldn’t hold it in anymore.

Bai Jue looked at Ai Jiangtu, who seemed a little embarrassed.

"Do you want to know why my space system is so strong?"

"...Well, our space system is both high-level, but I am far behind you. These days I have been wondering why the gap is so big. I wonder if you can tell me." Seeing that Bai Jue saw through his thoughts, Ai Jiangtu stopped being pretentious and spoke directly.

"There is no such thing as spirit seeds or soul seeds in dimensional magic. Their power mainly depends on the level of the spiritual realm. I believe you should be clear about this, Old Ai. My spiritual realm is higher than yours, so the power of my dimensional magic is naturally stronger than yours." Bai Jue didn't quite understand what there was to be entangled about.

"Is the gap so exaggerated?" Ai Jiangtu recalled Bai Jue's space magic, which was already stronger than many super-class space mages he had seen.

“There is a different level in the spiritual realm. However, if you want to increase the power of your magic, there is actually another way. Mo Fan also has an opinion on this.” These are all well-known things among high-level mages and above. Bai Jue did not intend to hide them. After all, not everyone is so extravagant.

Mo Fan was shamelessly pestering Mu Ningxue. It must be said that a strong woman is afraid of a clinging man. In addition, Mu Ningxue herself had a high liking for Mo Fan and was now used to Mo Fan's behavior. If Mo Fan had chosen only her, this girl might have fallen for him long ago.

Mo Fan turned his head when Bai Jue mentioned this. “What Lao Bai is talking about is using spirit to strengthen the stars. Strengthening the stars once can double the power of the magic!”

"My lightning and fire magic is so powerful. In addition to spirit seeds and soul seeds, it all depends on the spirit to strengthen the star seeds. At present, I have only strengthened the intermediate level."

Using spirit essence to strengthen the stars is too extravagant... Everyone in the government who heard their conversation was speechless.

"...Captain, you asked the Temple of Freedom for ten commander-level spirits in order to strengthen the stars?" Zhao Manyan suddenly thought of something and asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, but the Temple of Liberty is a bit stingy. This is the most we can give." Bai Jue felt a little regretful.

Is this still stingy? It's already over 1 billion, maybe even 2 billion! Mo Fan thought to himself, he was drooling with envy... Wait, using the commander-level spirit to strengthen the star?

“Old Bai, can you tell me how much your star has been strengthened?” Mo Fan’s voice was a little dry.

"It's nothing, they have all been strengthened to the advanced level five."

"How much?" Zhao Manyan began to count with his fingers. "Based on the average price of 257 million for a slave and 2500 million for a general... billion!"

Everyone present seemed to have their throats strangled for a moment. Damn, they were so envious of the captain's strength. I wonder how many high-level mages he could support with this cost!
Bai Jue remained noncommittal. Of course, not all the spirit essences were bought by him, most of them were obtained by the ancient king in the jungle. If the poison essence was included, the number would more than double.

“Pharmacists actually make so much money…” Mo Fan murmured, blinded by the money.

"If you don't mind, I'd like to take you as my foster father..."

(End of this chapter)