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

In Lynn's arms, Lori's breath subsided and slowly faded into nothingness.

This certainly doesn't mean Lori died of joy, but rather that Lynn was behind it.

Seeing the once smiling witch crying like this, he felt a pang of sadness.

So, as Lynn held Lori, he used his mental power to gently soothe her, causing her to fall into a deep sleep.

It appeared that his mental energy fluctuations were zero, and he only retained the most basic breathing, as if he had perished.

Lynn did this intentionally, so it must have had a specific purpose.

Since this former confidante was heartbroken over her appearance, he would help her regain her former beauty.

For ordinary people, once missed, it's gone forever; youth is fleeting and never returns.

But he was no longer a mortal, but a Morning Star Wizard, who could even be revered as a god in those early civilization planes.

Curing Lori's aging was not a difficult task for him.

The most direct way is to immediately return to plane 002, awaken the Spirit of the Azure Sky, and use that terrifying life force to nourish her body and lifespan.

The vitality of the Azure Sky Spirit is terrifyingly strong, almost defying the heavens. Wrinkles, silver hair, white spots... all traces of time can slowly fade away under its nourishment.

But Lynn did not choose that path.

The origins of the Azure Sky Spirit are too sensitive.

That was a fragment of the divine essence of the fallen chief god of the divine civilization. It was dead but not dead, and no one could guarantee that it would not quietly awaken one day and turn against its host under the guise of "healing".

Lynn was unwilling to leave such a hidden danger in Lori's life.

Therefore, he chose the methods used within the wizarding world, which were the safest, cleanest, and most thorough approach.

The doors to the VIP lounge opened quietly.

Beverly led a group of witches in.

The two leaders were both level three archmages.

Mona, a top expert in the realm of the soul, possesses an aura as still and unfathomable as a pool of water.

Willow specializes in flesh and blood remodeling and life cycle.

Behind them followed a dozen or so level-two witches, their expressions solemn, each carrying various rare potions, rune containers, and soul-stabilizing crystals...

Each and every one of them is a top-tier item in the treasure trove of life.

Lynn's gaze swept over them, her voice calm yet carrying an undeniable weight:
"Use the most natural means."

"Let her...return to her most beautiful self."

Mona and Willow nodded simultaneously, without uttering a single unnecessary word.

They stepped forward, gently helped Lori up, and laid her flat in the center of the life magic circle that had been prepared beforehand.

The moment the magic circle was activated, a soft green light rippled out like water, and the air was filled with the fragrance of grass, trees, and morning dew.

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Time passed slowly, and I don't know how much time had gone by.

In the VIP lounge, Lori's eyelashes trembled slightly, like butterfly wings tentatively unfolding in the morning light.

She awoke from a long and sweet dream.

In the dream, Lynn, a hundred or two hundred years ago, was not drafted into the ground battlefield.

He stayed by her side day after day. In the afternoon, the sunlight shone on the windowsill, and she leaned on his shoulder, listening to him mutter some trivial incantations. The two laughed and joked, as if it would never end.

But dreams eventually end.

Reality seeped into her heart like a cold wind, and Lori sighed softly, her eyes welling up with tears again.

She instinctively raised her hand to cover her face, but froze in that instant.

A pair of fair, smooth, and flawless hands came into view.

Her knuckles were slender, her fingertips were rounded, and even the light pink on her nails looked like something a young girl would have.

Lori was stunned.

“Miss Lori, please stand up…”

Beverly's voice rang out softly as she bent down, gently took Lori's arm, and helped her up.

Lori's gaze remained fixed on her hands as she hesitantly and tremblingly raised her head.

“Be...Fennen…”

“It’s me, Miss Lori. We met in the Mechanical City. I’m honored that you remember me.”

Beverly smiled and helped her walk step by step to the full-length mirror.

The person in the mirror was wearing a floral dress, with long, smooth hair draped over her shoulders. Her skin was so fair it was almost translucent, her waist was slender, and her eyes held the unique clarity and shyness of a young girl.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, falling on her face, just like that warm afternoon a hundred or two hundred years ago when she leaned against the window, secretly waiting for someone to return.

"what……!"

Lori suddenly covered her mouth, her fingertips icy cold.

“This…is this me…Miss Bephne…”

Her voice trembled uncontrollably, and she worried that this was a second dream, not reality.

Beverly stood beside her, her voice still soft and sweet. She gently steadied Lori's shoulders to prevent her from falling over with excitement, and continued:
“Miss Lori, you need some time to adjust. But I can tell you… this is who you are. The you of the past, and the you of the present.”

Lori stared intently at herself in the mirror.

Tears welled up again, but this time it wasn't the desperate breakdown from before; instead, it was a trembling of disbelief, almost pious devotion.

She reached out and gently touched the mirror, her fingertips brushing against the cold glass before quickly withdrawing, as if afraid of waking her from a dream.

"He...he used so many precious things on me...it was such a waste..."

Lori's voice was soft, filled with heartache and self-reproach:
"I'm not going to live much longer anyway... so I might as well leave it for him to use..."

Upon hearing this, Beverly shook her head gently, her smile softening slightly.
“Miss Lori, you don’t need to worry about the master.”

“If you can recover and be happy every day, the master will be very happy. A few resources are nothing to him.”

She paused, her voice even softer, yet carrying a hint of encouragement:
"As for lifespan... You've just regained consciousness. After a while, you'll be able to try to break through to the second level of wizard. You still have a long life ahead of you."

Lori stared blankly at herself in the mirror.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, but a faint smile, seemingly tinged with happiness, curved her lips.

She slowly turned around and looked at a corner of the room, where no one was. But she knew that Lynn was still somewhere, quietly watching her.

"Thanks……"

The sound was as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

Beverly nodded slightly, without saying much, but helped her sit down and handed her a cup of warm flower tea.

The aroma of tea wafts through the air.

Sunlight streamed through the window and fell on Lori's slightly flushed face.

"Master is busy right now, in seclusion cultivating. Miss Lori, you'd better work harder and break through to the second-level witch level to give Master a surprise..."

After saying that, Beverly clenched her little fist to cheer Lori on, which was incredibly cute.

"Yes...I will..."

Lori's voice carried a hint of determination, not just for herself, but also for Lynn...

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Meanwhile, on the top floor of the Temple of Life, in the training room of the Wizard Tower.

Lynn did not fall into the kind of deep seclusion that Beverly had imagined.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, with a crystal mirror floating in front of him. The image in the mirror was clear, showing the VIP room where Lori and Beverly were.

Lori was staring blankly at the full-length mirror, her tear stains still wet. But as Beverly gently comforted her, she slowly reached out and touched her reflection in the mirror, as if to confirm whether the face truly belonged to her.

Beverly stood to the side, a gentle smile always on her lips, as patient as if she were coaxing a child who had just woken up.

Lynn chuckled softly as she watched this scene.

His smile held a hint of wistfulness, but also a long-lost sense of relief. "This is one of the meanings of cultivation..."

He muttered to himself, his voice as soft as the wind rustling through the treetops.

"To have enough power to protect everything you want to protect."

Since he came into this world, he has been almost constantly busy, trying to protect himself and survive.

He is like a machine that never stops, devouring resources, comprehending rules, and accumulating power.

But now, he finally has the right to pause for a moment to protect those who care about him and whom he cares about.

This feeling is more real than any rule-breaking.

"However... that's not enough."

The smile quickly faded, and a resolute, cold light rekindled in Lynn's eyes.

The battle at Nightmare Rift Valley was like a Damocles' sword hanging over his head.

He had personally witnessed the oppressive aura of the Radiant Moon, seen the appearance of the Supreme God, and seen that even more terrifying being "cancel" everything with a mere flick of his finger.

Before someone at that level, the Morning Star Wizard is ultimately nothing more than an ant.

The vast wizarding civilization, the endless myriad realms—his journey is still very long.

Taking a deep breath, Lynn raised his hand and waved.

A cyan crystal ball appeared out of thin air and hovered in front of him.

Sealed within the sphere is a twisted and violent soul, the Berserker Thorn Wizard.

That was the "sacrifice," or "medium," used before the Rogers family's secret techniques were employed.

Behind him, the phantom of the World Tree slowly unfolded.

The dazzling canopy blocked out the sun, and through the branches and leaves, another tree shadow could be vaguely seen—the Tree of Ilo.

It was contained within the core of the World Tree, like a forcibly transplanted alien heart, yet it still radiated boundless vitality.

"There are still nine portions of soul essence available..."

Lynn murmured softly, her gaze fixed on the blue crystal ball.

"The life rules of the Tree of Ilo are exceptionally vast... enough for me to push the fourth level to its limit."

He took a deep breath, and his mental energy surged into the crystal ball like a tidal wave.

The soul essence of the Mad Thorn Wizard was forcibly drawn out, like twisted thorn vines, struggling and wailing in the void.

Lynn showed no mercy, and with a flick of his finger, the secret technique of rules was activated instantly.

In an instant, a miniature galaxy appeared beside him.

The galaxy was composed of countless tiny, irregular runes, slowly rotating like a galaxy wrapping around him.

At the end of the Milky Way, the phantom of the World Tree lies behind us.

"The rules of life... sacrifice."

Lynn's voice was low.

The galaxy suddenly accelerated, and the core of the Tree of Ilo began to slowly disintegrate.

The vast rules of life were drawn away like a tide, as if swallowed by an invisible giant mouth, and gradually merged into the galaxy.

At the same time, a series of brand-new life type rules emerged around him.

Harvest, growth, healing, reproduction... various subtle and pure fragments of rules surround him like stars.

Among them, the most eye-catching one is creating rules.

Like a ray of the purest green light, it slowly merged into Lynn's spiritual realm.

Lynn closed his eyes, feeling that familiar yet even more powerful force flowing through his body.

Inside the training room, the Milky Way continued to spin, the phantom of the World Tree became increasingly dazzling, while Lynn's figure gradually blurred in the green light.

When Lynn was cultivating frantically last time, because he hadn't set up any protection beforehand, the power of various life types' rules surged out like wild horses.

If it weren't for Tina, also a Morning Star Wizard, intervening in time and forcibly suppressing the chaos with her mental domain, those rules would have already caused a huge mess in the Temple of Life:
Vines grew wildly, engulfing the corridors; flowers bloomed out of nowhere, blocking passageways; and some apprentices even began to inexplicably "rejuvenate" or "grow abnormally"... The consequences were unimaginable.

Now that Tina has left with Hadley, only Lynn, the Morning Star Wizard, remains in the Temple of Life.

If he goes into deep seclusion again, these rules will be left unchecked, and the consequences will only be worse.

To prevent any unforeseen circumstances, Lynn specifically recalled the Lord of Life from Plane 002.

At this moment, the Lord of Life sat cross-legged on the open-air platform at the very top of the Wizard Tower.

Ahead lay the Gate of Stars, where dazzling starlight cascaded down like a waterfall, reflecting a flowing blue light around him, making him appear like a living ancient tree statue.

The power of the Azure Sky Spirit flowed slowly within his body, the shadows of the trees intertwined, and countless tiny green lights could be vaguely seen among the branches and leaves, like countless eyes spying in the dark.

The moment Lynn entered deep seclusion.

Inside the cultivation room, streams of life-type rule power began to overflow uncontrollably.

Like wild grass after a spring rain, they silently sprout from door cracks, wall fissures, and even floor patterns, spreading in all directions.

Creation, growth, healing, reproduction... fragments of rules, small and pure, like green smoke, rapidly engulf the entire floor.

But just as they were about to burst out of this floor and surge into other areas of the hall.

The life force at the top of the Wizard's Tower has taken the initiative.

He slowly opened his eyes.

A blue light erupted from his body, spreading out like an invisible ripple that enveloped the entire wizard tower.

When those scattered life-rules touched the blue light, it was as if they had collided with an invisible giant net.

They struggled, writhed, and emitted faint cries, but could no longer take another step.

The azure light contracted as if it were alive, forcibly locking all the power of the rules within the layer where Lynn was located, rendering him unable to move.

More accurately, it is locked within a hundred-meter radius of the training room.

With the Lord of Life in charge, the power of the Azure Sky Spirit is like the most intricate cage, firmly confining those turbulent forces of rules.

They were not allowed to harm the wizarding apprentices or professional wizards in the temple, and not even a single flower or plant was disturbed.

But that's not all.

Unexpected changes were also quietly taking place in Lynn.

While restraining these life rules, the Spirit of the Azure Sky began to... slowly absorb them.

Those diverse fragments of life type rules, as if drawn by invisible roots, seep into the core of life one by one.

The rules of creation were firmly locked by Lynn himself, forcibly absorbed into the spiritual realm;

The rest—growth, healing, reproduction, harvest, decay and prosperity—were all greedily devoured by the Spirit of the Azure Sky.

As a fragment of the divine essence of the former chief god, the Spirit of the Azure Sky inherently possesses the ability to devour spiritual power and the power of faith.

It now appears that it also has an almost instinctive thirst for rules governing life types.

As it absorbed more and more, the Azure Sky Spirit became increasingly vibrant and lush.

The Azure Sky Spirit is slowly reviving, radiating a vitality more intense than ever before.

Although Lynn was in seclusion, he vaguely sensed this change through the connection with the Lord of Life.

He did not stop it.

Instead, she murmured softly to herself:

"...So, you can eat like this. I hope it helps you recover faster..."

Inside the cultivation room, the Milky Way continued to rotate.

Fragments of rules fell like snowflakes, only to be devoured one by one by the Spirit of the Azure Sky.

At the top of the Wizard's Tower, the Lord of Life sat motionless.

A bluish light enveloped the entire tower, like an invisible giant umbrella, suppressing all the restlessness beneath the dome.

Lynn's figure gradually blurred amidst the interplay of green light and starlight. (End of Chapter)