The Wizard: From Zero-Ring Wizard to Almighty Lord.

Chapter 220 The Treasure Trove of the Spirit-Eyed Wizard

Chapter 220
At the horizon, a black dragon soars through the azure sky, sometimes weaving through the white clouds, sometimes skimming over the churning, thick clouds, like a black blade slicing through the heavens.

Lynn stood on the dragon's back, clad in a black wizard's robe, looking down at the earth below.

In his view, a vast green island stretched quietly between heaven and earth.

That is the Emerald Island Forest, which is composed of countless lush ancient trees that are densely connected. The canopy stretches out and is as green as the sea, as if it were a floating island that has grown out of the earth, forming a very sharp contrast with the surrounding landscape.

This place is the legendary Emerald Island Forest.

Coming from the border of the three kingdoms, Lynn rode his black dragon smoothly all the way without any obstacles.

Currently, there are no other beings above the level of a third-level great wizard in the Three Kingdoms region besides him, so there is naturally nothing that can cause him trouble.

However, once they approached the edge of the Emerald Isle forest, Lynn became less conspicuous.

He retrieved the black dragon into the Scales space and landed alone in this ancient and mysterious forest, stepping into the shadowy woodland.

The surrounding trees were towering and blocked out the sun. The dappled sunlight and shadows fell on Lynn, making his black wizard robes appear even more solemn and dignified.

The forest was dark and damp, with the occasional low growl of a magical beast, accompanied by the chirping of insects and the swaying of snakes.

Lynn stood quietly for a moment, his gaze sharpening, and he whispered:
"The furnace is over there..."

Without hesitation, he set off immediately.

The Emerald Isle Forest is vast, but for Lynn now, this area poses no real threat.

Although magical beasts occasionally appear in the forest, mostly snakes and swarms of insects, they cannot penetrate the permanent magical defense mark on his body.

Lynn moved swiftly through the dense forest, his movements as light as the wind, easily traversing several miles of dense woods.

Soon after, the endless shadows of the trees in front of us gradually thinned out, and our view finally opened up.

Before him lay a vast open space, upon which stood two distinctly different building complexes, one large and one small.

The smaller area was clearly an outpost once set up by the Spirit Eye Forge, filled with simple wooden huts, tents, and defensive structures, long since abandoned.

The even grander architectural complex is vast, profound, and imposing.

Countless wizard towers stand scattered among them, like sleeping giants standing at the edge of the forest, revealing a cold and solemn atmosphere of isolation from nature.

This is the complete ruins of the Spirit Eye Furnace.

Lynn did not step in immediately, but stood quietly in place, gazing at the familiar yet unfamiliar ruins.

Memories flooded back into his mind, sketching out those familiar structures:
“That’s the animal pen, which was once used to raise magical beasts… Further in, there’s the potion garden… Deeper still, there’s the living quarters… and at the very back are those towers that belong to truly powerful wizards—the wizard towers.”

Unfortunately, the Spirit Eye Forge had already been teleported here by the Spirit Eye Wizard, otherwise Lynn wouldn't mind using the Spirit Eye Forge as his own power instead of establishing a separate Temple of Life.

After all, the core of the Spirit Eye Forge, that wizard tower, belonged to the Morning Star Wizard and could not be replicated by the three great wizards, including Helen.

"However... it seems that the Spirit Eye Furnace now has another 'owner'."

Lynn's gaze sharpened slightly as he calmly observed the situation before him.

The Spirit Eye Forge stands in stark contrast to the outpost on the other side.

The outpost was overgrown with weeds and lifeless, clearly untouched for many years; the weeds had even spread to the rooftops.

However, things were clearly different at the Spirit Eye Furnace.

The grass was trampled with tracks, leaving behind traces of life.

Lynn turned to look at the deep forest path leading into the interior of the [Landscape].

It was a hidden passage through the great forest of Emerald Island, and at its end lay the "landscape" he had visited several times.

He muttered to himself, "The information provided by Sirius is correct. Although Aquila himself is no longer very concerned about this area, he has still sent people to keep watch..."

Looking once more at the familiar wizarding ruins, a cold glint appeared in Lynn's eyes.

"If I'm not mistaken, those minions of Aquila have probably already made the Spirit Eye Furnace their 'territory'."

He hesitated for a moment, then turned his gaze and disappeared quietly.

"Hmm... let's go in and take a look."

Lynn silently circled around to the outer edge of the Spirit Eye Furnace and skillfully slipped inside.

For him, this vast wizard stronghold held no secrets.

He was once part of the Forge and was familiar with the place. Moreover, he had read a great deal of the memories of the Spirit-Eyed Wizards and had a deep understanding of this place.

Therefore, his stealth was incredibly smooth; he moved like a ghost between buildings and shadows without alerting anyone.

Every brick, tile, tower, and wall around me is as familiar as ever.

Lynn's steps were steady and swift as he headed straight for the deepest part of the furnace.

The further you go in, the more traces of human activity you can see, and even traces of looting and burning.

Clearly, the Aquila's subordinates were not stationed here, but rather regarded the Spirit Eye Furnace as an undeveloped "ruin," and were plundering resources and fighting for treasures within it.

Lynn's figure finally stopped at the edge of the residential area.

One more step forward leads to the core area of ​​the Wizard Tower, where the Spirit-Eyed Wizard resides.

He stood in the shadows, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

“Those guys… moved into the wizard tower that the Spirit Eye Wizard used to live in…”

Lynn and Aquila are mortal enemies, and he would certainly not let Aquila's subordinates go if he could.

However, now is not the time to take action.

Even if we could wipe them all out, it might attract the attention of the Aquila constellation and cause a stir.

"This group has been living inside the Spirit Eye Forge for a long time. Although they do monitor the [Landscape], it's practically non-existent. Clearly, they don't believe anyone will enter the [Landscape]..."

Lynn's heart skipped a beat; if that were the case, it would be good news for him.

If that's the case, he won't have to worry about entering the [Landscape] and getting into trouble with Aquila's subordinates.

"However, the most important thing is the precious collection of books here..."

Although Aquila's minions occupied the Spirit Eye Furnace and wantonly looted, destroyed, and plundered treasures within it.

But what Lynn truly desired—those secret techniques, inheritances, treasures, and so on—was not something they could easily obtain.

Those crucial resources are all hidden in the Spirit Eye Wizard's private treasury.

According to the information Lynn learned from the Spirit Eye Wizard's memories, even a powerful wizard of the same Morning Star level would have difficulty discovering the true location of the treasure vault if the Spirit Eye Wizard himself had not come.

Ling En's figure flashed, and she quietly slipped into a secluded, deserted basement.

He raised his hand and waved it, and golden light flashed.

A moment later, the figure of the Spirit-Eyed Wizard appeared beside him.

“Contact that part of your soul,” Lynn said in a low voice. The Spirit-Eyed Wizard mechanically responded, then closed his eyes and focused his mind, beginning to contact the fragment of his soul that remained deep within the furnace.

That was a remnant of his spirit left behind after he failed to cultivate the "Deceitful Soul Splitting Technique," which he had not destroyed back then.

Instead, it was refined and infused into the Spirit Eye Furnace, making it the furnace spirit of this vast magical architectural complex.

For this reason, this fragment of soul is not only closely connected to the protective array of the entire Spirit Eye Furnace, but also controls all the authority of the core Wizard Tower.

If Lynn wished, he could even activate the array through the Spirit of the Furnace to wipe out all the Aquila subordinates lurking here, completely sealing them off from their fate.

The Spirit Eye Wizard quickly completed the soul connection.

“These are images of those people,” he said, waving his hand casually. Pale golden light condensed in mid-air, gradually forming clear projection images.

Lynn stared intently at it.

In the video, a wizard dressed in a black robe is seen working in a laboratory, seemingly mixing potions or operating some kind of equipment.

In another library, someone sat before heavy books, intently flipping through an ancient scroll.

In another quiet room, a wizard sat cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by subtle fluctuations of laws, seemingly in a meditative state.

The screen keeps switching.

Suddenly, Lynn's gaze fell on an image on the top floor of a wizard's tower.

There, a lone figure stood on the edge of the tower, overlooking the entire layout of the furnace.

He was dressed in a black sorcerer's robe, but his exposed face and neck were made entirely of metal, jet black and shiny, with smooth, rounded lines, like a "metal man" forged by alchemy.

Lynn's gaze sharpened, and he let out a cold snort.

"If I remember correctly... this guy is the Silver-Grey Wizard."

He remembered this person very clearly; the other party had been ordered to hunt him down and had almost killed him.

A murderous intent surged within him, but Lynn forcibly suppressed it.

Now is not the time to take action.

He browsed through all the images displayed by the Spirit of the Forge.

"There aren't many of them, only about twenty in total," Lynn said in a low voice. "But they're quite strong; almost all of them are level two wizards, and there's that silver-gray archmage who has already reached level three..."

Lynn's gaze darkened slightly, and he decided to let these people live a few more days.

"What's the current state of your treasure trove?"

Lynn turned his gaze to the Spirit-Eyed Wizard beside him and asked in a low voice.

In fact, this is the core concern he has been most concerned about on this trip.

The Spirit-Eyed Wizard closed his eyes and communicated with the Spirit of the Furnace once more.

A moment later, he opened his eyes and said calmly:
"The Aquila constellation who wields the 'Forge Stone' once personally searched my treasure vault. To prevent the treasures from falling into his hands, the Spirit of the Forge divided the entire vault into several parts and used concealment arrays to hide them separately."

"However... Aquila's strength is extremely terrifying, and he still managed to forcibly break the seals on several of the treasure vaults."

Lynn frowned upon hearing this.

The Spirit-Eyed Wizard continued, "Fortunately, at the critical moment, those treasure vaults activated emergency teleportation arrays, which were activated by the Spirit of the Furnace, and transferred the treasures out."

He paused briefly, then added, "There are still several treasure troves that have not been discovered, and I can take them directly."

When Lynn first heard that "the treasure vault has been hacked" and "the treasure has been transferred," his heart tightened, but he soon heard an explanation that made him feel a little more at ease.

The final destination of those treasures was actually a certain dimensional world that the Spirit-Eyed Wizard had locked onto and set up years ago. In that dimension, he built a secret stronghold.

For Morningstar Wizards, conquering planes, building dimensional strongholds, and setting up survival mechanisms are almost routine operations.

Once they successfully occupy a plane, they will "privatize" it and set up multiple mechanisms for teleportation, protection, and storage.

One of the most common methods is to send oneself or important items to a safe dimension directly through a dimensional teleportation channel during a crisis.

The former master of the White Heart Tower used this method to escape a certain death in the [Landscape].

While the Spirit-Eyed Wizard has not completely absorbed that plane of existence, it is close enough.

In particular, that plane of existence made a foolish decision, gathering a massive amount of world power to allow the saintess to launch a counterattack against the wizarding world. As a result, the saintess was destroyed, and the world power was also severely depleted.

The native inhabitants of that plane of existence are now so preoccupied with their own survival that they can hardly even launch a counterattack against the territory conquered by the Spirit-Eyed Wizards...

Therefore, those treasures that were moved should still be safe.

"The good news is that I possess the precise coordinates and access to that dimension; the bad news is that only after I become a 'Morning Star Wizard' will I be able to travel to that dimension using my primal power and retrieve those treasures."

Upon hearing this, Lynn took a deep breath.

The treasure is still there, it just needs time; this is already a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.

Next, he gave the order:

"Let's retrieve all the treasure troves that haven't been discovered yet."

The Spirit-Eyed Wizard nodded without hesitation.

With the help of the Spirit of the Furnace, those treasure troves were hidden in a secluded area of ​​the Spirit Eye Furnace, shrouded in layers of mazes to isolate their aura.

However, controlling the spirit of the furnace is almost equivalent to obtaining the "master key" to the entire furnace.

Lynn ordered the Spirit-Eyed Wizard to go there personally, in coordination with the Spirit of the Furnace, to retrieve all the remaining treasures from the vaults.

The entire process went unnoticed by anyone, not even by the Aquila subordinates stationed outside the tower.

In the basement, Lynn looked at the Spirit-Eyed Wizard who had returned, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Hopefully, these treasure troves contain what he needs, such as witchcraft templates, witchcraft information, potions, and so on...

The Spirit-Eyed Wizard handed Lynn three spatial rings, signifying that only three treasure vaults remained unconquered by the Aquila constellation.

"First……"

Lynn took the spatial ring and easily refined it. Then he probed into it with his mental energy and began to scan it.

"It's full of books, including all sorts of books such as witchcraft, classics, travelogues, and more..."

"Unfortunately, the witchcraft template I want isn't available..."

Lynn took a deep breath, undeterred, and looked at the second spatial ring, taking it and refining it.

"hiss……"

Inside the second spatial ring was something that made Lynn gasp: countless magic stones, piled up like small mountains, the total number of which would definitely not disappoint.

"Magic stones... they're neither good nor bad. If I don't have a spell template, I can just buy one elsewhere... Although level three spell templates are very precious, these magic stones should be enough..."

Finally, Lynn accepted a spatial ring and slowly probed into it with his spiritual power...

(End of this chapter)