Simultaneous travel: City, infinite evolution

Chapter 530 Father's Magical Library [Requesting Monthly Tickets and Recommendations]

"Today a group of bad guys who clearly aren't good people came into the store, wanting some kind of shield, saying that you took it from an ancient tomb."

"They wanted to buy the shield, saying they had plenty of money and the price was negotiable."

An old voice came.

When Chen Hong entered the store, he saw a thin, white-haired old man wearing small glasses.

"This must be the old man with the cheat-like six-item gear," Chen Hong thought to himself.

"Oh, dear old sir, hello there."

Chen Hong greeted him warmly.

"This is……"

The old man adjusted his glasses, a flash of white light appearing as he stared intently at Chen Hong.

"Oh, Dad, let me introduce you."

Jackie Chan warmly took Chen Hong's hand and began to introduce him.

"This is Mr. Chen Hong."

"Mr. Chen is very capable. He single-handedly drove away more than a dozen ninjas and helped me a lot."

"Moreover, Chen Hong is also very interested in magic, has great ideals and a noble character, and wants to use magic to bring happiness to people."

"Oh, magic brings happiness?"

"Young man, you have some great ideas."

The old man adjusted his glasses, which reflected a white light, and carefully examined Chen Hong, his eyes filled with the wisdom of someone who had experienced the vicissitudes of life and returned to simplicity.

The old man sized up Chen Hong and sensed his extraordinary temperament and aura.

So I secretly used magic to check it out.

"Ok?"

"Completely unfathomable."

"He seems like an ordinary person, but he doesn't seem like one either."

"What's happening here?"

At this moment, Chen Hong voluntarily released the magical aura of "a drop in the ocean".

Dad's eyes immediately widened, and his pupils contracted.

"Hiss! This terrifying magical fluctuation!"

"Unbelievable! Unbelievable!"

"Could it be..."

"Is this a reincarnation of a deity?"

"And this is... a magical bloodline?"

"Could this guy's ancestors have been a hybrid of magical creatures and humans?"

"Well... it's not surprising. Demons ruled for thousands of years. In that era, it was normal for magical creatures to mate with humans, so it's not surprising that some bloodlines have survived."

"It's just that it's quite rare."

"This guy is something else."

"What if that old bastard Daolong finds out about this person and drags him into studying dark magic?"

"No, we can't let such a powerful individual be lured to the Dark Qi faction."

"We need to bring him into the White Mist camp."

Thinking of this, the old man became a little anxious and quickly and affectionately took Chen Hong's hand.

"Fellow Daoist, our white magic is profound and extensive, you see..."

The old man pulled open the back door, revealing a library. The room was filled with tall bookshelves, all of them filled with all kinds of magic books. Magical tomes crammed several tall bookshelves.

"Look, this room is full of magical books, the magic is almost endless and its uses are infinite."

"Fellow Daoist Chen, why don't you come with me and study this a bit? It will surely be of some benefit to you."

"Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."

Chen Hong was naturally delighted. His father was eager to give him a magic book and seemed prepared to explain it to him personally, showing him the charm of white magic.

Where can you find such a good thing?

Of course, I should study hard and diligently.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, the Qi magic is profound and extensive, but we must look at our White Magic. It has all the functions and power, and it has no flaws or drawbacks. Its uses are endless and it benefits all living beings."

As for dark magic, it is insidious and vicious, but it is a quick way to achieve enlightenment. It distorts one's mind and has a whole host of flaws and drawbacks, causing endless harm. Dealing with demons and other dark creatures can easily lead to one's death if one is not careful.

So, white magic is still the best...

Watching his father pull Chen Hong into the library and chatter incessantly—or rather, nag—Jackie Chan curled his lip and prepared to slip away.

The next second, as if he had just thought of something, the old man suddenly turned around and looked at Jackie Chan. "There's one more thing."

“Your niece Xiaoyu is coming to stay with us for a year. Jackie Chan, please take good care of her.”

"What? I have a niece?" Jackie Chan was dumbfounded.

The old man rolled his eyes. "This is your cousin Xin Xin's daughter. Because she didn't study hard in China, she was always fighting and causing trouble, so her grades weren't very good either."

So your cousin decided to send her to America to be looked after by you for a year, to see if she can do well in her studies.

Chen Xiaoyu, who had been watching the show from the corner for a while without saying a word, stared at Jackie Chan with wide eyes and then glanced at Chen Hong.

"I have a feeling that life in the future will be very interesting."

"Magic?"

Xiaoyu revealed a crescent-shaped smile.

Jackie Chan lamented helplessly, "I don't know how to take care of children."

The old man ignored them and went straight into the library with Chen Hong.

Chen Hong glanced around and saw rows of bookshelves filled with books.

The bookshelves were so high that you could only climb them with a ladder.

Looking at the room full of magic books and the colorful bottles and jars on the lab table, they must be various kinds of magic potions.

Chen Hong seemed to smell the scent of knowledge.

"So many magic books."

"What a profound cultural heritage."

"Haha, how about that? Dad's quite famous in the magic world."

"Back in the day, my father was handsome and dashing, invincible, a rising star in the magical world."

"Isn't Dad amazing?"

The old man proudly recounted his glorious past.

Chen Hong could only nod repeatedly, "Dad is really amazing."

"In that case, your father will first teach you the basic magic theory, the method of refining magic, and some basic magic."

After starting to learn magic from his father, Chen Hong's learning progress was like he had a cheat code.

As soon as he began refining magic, Chen Hong felt his wizard bloodline begin to roar, with all sorts of magic constantly transforming into the magic of this world, adapting to the laws of this universe.

Endless magical energy surged forth, transformed into the world's magical energy by Father's [White Magic - Magic Extraction Method].

Just then, the white mist that was everywhere in the world suddenly roared and trembled.

Chen Hong felt a terrifying and vast white aura begin to watch over him, and after a few glances, it seemed to have confirmed something.

A feeling of joy and affection descended upon me.

The white mist showed its favor and affection to him without hesitation.

Chen Hong could see a white aura, like a pillar hanging from the sky, descending upon him.

His wizard bloodline and divine status trembled simultaneously, and a great source of magical power was bound to his bloodline and divine status.

A continuous stream of white magic was poured into him.

The terrifying tide of magic seemed endless, allowing Chen Hong to draw upon it at will.

Seeing Chen Hong's white magic power surge visibly, the terrifying magic power fluctuations stirred the old man's white beard.

The old man stared in disbelief, "What...what the hell is this?"

"Won't this magic power explode with such a rapid increase? Is this reasonable?"

"There's also this strange bloodline aura, and even a divine aura."

Am I seeing this divine aura correctly?

What the heck is this, eleven divine auras?

And with this magic system, plus my air magic, there are three magic systems, right?

Besides black and white magic, what other magic exists in this world? Can magic be used in so many creative ways?
Dad, I must be dreaming, I must be dreaming, right?
Yes, Dad, my eyesight is failing.

How could such an outrageous thing happen in this world?

The old man muttered to himself, his brain almost overheating, but he couldn't come up with a reasonable answer.

Chen Hong's eyes were strange. In his view, the white aura of good fortune bestowed upon him had turned into a towering white pillar, even more terrifying than the white pillar on Xiao Yu's head outside.

The white mist's favor and affection for him actually surpassed that of Xiaoyu, the hidden big boss.

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