I, a cultivator, have ended up in the wizarding world.

Chapter 160 Mentors and Assessments
"This……"

Hearing his teacher's words, Jemin was startled.

Clark, indifferent to the performance, simply handed the space expansion bag in his hand a little further towards Jemin:
"It's not as exaggerated as you think. It's just some superficial research. It can probably help you get through this pit."

"And this isn't free for you. Wizards believe in equal exchange, so you'll have to pay me points!"

Jemin instinctively took the space expansion bag, opened it, and found it filled with stacks of papers and crystal plates.

The surface was densely covered with runes, formulas, analytical diagrams, and various handwritten annotations.

These manuscripts, containing the culmination of hundreds of years of research by a sixth-level wizard, are of immeasurable value.

Holding this heavy gift, Jemin couldn't help but feel touched.

He was all too aware of the value of such core research data.

Under normal circumstances, core research like this, especially knowledge involving plane-level or even higher-level laws, would never be sold to outsiders.

Because these are often a wizard's most valuable assets, the foundation of his livelihood.

Although Clark's mentor quoted a rather high "price," he made it clear that these manuscripts were not free.

But Jemin knew very well that this price would be enough to bankrupt any other wizard, even a second or third-level wizard.

But when it came to him, Jemin, the price offered by his mentor Clark was merely the value of two Red Dust Potions.

Clark was well aware of Jemin's current efficiency in producing Red Dust Potions, and he was also very clear about Jemin's current net worth.

For Jemin at this point, this core knowledge was practically given to him for free.

This kindness is undoubtedly immense.

"tutor……"

"What?" Clark cut off a piece of flesh that glowed with a ghostly blue light and put it in his mouth. Hearing Jemin's question, he looked at him expressionlessly.

Jemin's lips moved slightly, unsure of what to say: "Thank you very much..."

“You’re still my student, after all. If your skill level is too low, they’ll question my competence, which will be detrimental to my future product sales.” Clark said expressionlessly, wiping his mouth with a handkerchief.

“There’s no market for arrogance anymore, mentor…” Upon hearing this, Jemin’s lips twitched, but he didn’t dare to say it out loud.

"But I still want to thank you for your guidance. With this knowledge, my research can continue."

Clark nodded slightly: "It's just an equivalent exchange, nothing more than some outdated research, so I didn't lose anything."

“If that’s not enough, I can also explain the situation to my mentor,” Mentor Clark added. “During the trials of the Erosian plane, the alchemy lineage should have also captured a few deities. I can have my mentor act as an intermediary to see if we can purchase the knowledge derived from the deities from others, or even some samples of the deities.”

Jemin's heart skipped a beat. A sample of a god—that was the research material he had always dreamed of.

The remains or fragments of a deity's soul often contain the most core information about the laws, which can be a great help in studying the network of divine power and faith.

However, after careful consideration, he still rejected his mentor Clark's suggestion.

“Mentor, I appreciate your generosity,” Jemin said sincerely and firmly, “but I have decided to postpone any deeper involvement for the time being.”

He looked at his mentor Clark with a clear mind that came from deep thought: "If I thought I would be able to thoroughly study the Divine Power Belief Network very soon, after so long of research, the more I know, the clearer I am of my shallowness back then."

"This thing truly lives up to its reputation as top-tier core knowledge that a wizard can use for a lifetime," Jemin remarked. "The time required to fully understand it would be immeasurable. My immediate priority is to improve my own strength."

Professor Clark looked at him, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.

Although Jemin's choice to give up the immense temptation that was readily available to him, it demonstrated his clear understanding of his own path and his profound comprehension of the nature of power.

This is a sign of maturity.

"You are responsible for the decisions you make. This is the path of a wizard."

Professor Clark nodded slightly, then changed the subject: "Of course, if you really overestimated yourself by asking me to make the contact, then a fool like you wouldn't be qualified to be my student anymore."

Jemin's eyelids twitched, realizing that his mentor was not joking.

If he really made the wrong choice just now, Clark would probably have helped him make the contact, but this would probably also be the last time he came to his mentor's "Wizard Tower".

“I was worried that you were becoming too arrogant because you insisted on having a level seven large energy pool, but now it seems that you do have your own reasons, so I’m relieved.”

Upon hearing this, Jemin was startled: "Then what about the previous level seven large energy pool...?"

"Don't worry about that. I'm not so shameless as to resort to dishonest means. I've already made arrangements for you." Clark glanced at his apprentice.

Seeing that Jemin breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but shake his head: "But to put it bluntly, even if I really got in touch with them for you, you won't be able to get them in a short time. Given the difficulty of making a level seven large energy pool, even my mentor would need at least a hundred years to complete it."

Upon hearing this, Jemin fell silent; he understood what Clark meant.

If he were truly as arrogant as Clark thought, he probably wouldn't even live to see the day he could obtain a large elemental pool.

While it may seem impressive that wizards conquer many planes, each journey to a new plane carries immense risk.

Many people benefited from the interdimensional war, but the number of wizards who died was also considerable.

A wizard's greatest strength is wisdom, but equally, his most dangerous emotion is arrogance.

The endless planes hold endless possibilities, and if one becomes too arrogant, one will soon suffer the corresponding "retribution".

High-level wizards like Clark have completely transformed their thinking into that of immortal beings, resulting in an unusually exaggerated level of forward-thinking wisdom.

They wouldn't stoop to deceiving their apprentices, but they also wouldn't hesitate to profit from any problems that might arise.

"But... it seems I've passed this test." Jemin thought to himself, satisfied as he drank a glass of beverage that looked as if vengeful spirits were wailing inside.

After enjoying this extraordinary feast, Jemin, carrying the heavy spatial expansion bag, bid farewell to his mentor and returned to the Golden Garden via the teleportation array.

As night fell, Jemin sat in the laboratory, taking out the manuscripts one by one and immersing himself in a new round of research.

……

……

Since Professor Clark generously provided the research manuscript on the network of divine power beliefs, Jemin's interactions with his mentor increased. Their conversations gradually evolved from initial question-and-answer sessions into profound academic discussions.

Clark would occasionally pose thought-provoking questions or share some of his cutting-edge research insights, while Jamie would provide feedback to his mentor with his latest experimental data and thoughts.

This mentor-student/friend relationship fostered a sense of fulfillment and progress in Jeming's pursuit of knowledge, a feeling he had never experienced before.

Another year passed.

Jemin's life continued at a stable pace.

He devoted most of his energy that year to studying the manuscripts given to him by his mentor, Clark.

The runes and theoretical data, which contained the mysteries of the other facet god's power network, opened up a completely new perspective for him.

He began to try to integrate this knowledge into his understanding of the Erosian plane of faith network, gradually dismantling, analyzing, and reconstructing those originally obscure and difficult concepts.

Day after day, Jemin, like a tireless seeker of knowledge, explores the ocean of knowledge and power.

His spiritual power became increasingly pure, and his understanding of the laws became increasingly profound.

Until this day, a sudden change occurred.

Jemin was sitting in the center of the laboratory, meticulously analyzing a complex divine rune extracted from Clark's manuscript.

Suddenly, he felt a barely perceptible tremor coming from the depths of his mind.

This tremor was neither caused by an impact from external energy nor by instability in one's own mental strength.

It comes from within, from the core area of ​​his spiritual sea—the Ring of Truth.

At first, it was just a tiny ripple, like a wave on a calm lake, which he almost ignored.

But soon, the ripples began to spread, becoming more frequent and clearer.

hum...

A deep humming sound resounded in Jemin's mind.

The sound did not travel through his ears, but acted directly on the depths of his soul, carrying a peculiar rhythm, as if some grand being was awakening.

He looked inward into his spiritual sea and discovered that his own Ring of Truth was now radiating a brighter light than ever before.

Within the light, something seemed to be brewing, to be sprouting.

With a buzzing sound, every magical model constructed in Jemin's mental sea began to show slight fluctuations.

They did not collapse, but rather, as if drawn by some unseen force, each rune trembled slightly and resonated.

They seemed to be cheering and jumping for joy, or as if they were preparing to welcome the arrival of something new.

It was a feeling I had never experienced before, a feeling that was both strange and instinctively familiar.

Jemin immediately stopped analyzing the data, interrupting all research.

This unusual movement is too unusual; just in case, he should be cautious.

The first person he thought of seeking help from was naturally his mentor.

Jemin quickly activated the teleportation array and arrived once again in Mentor Clark's private dimension.

When he stepped into his mentor Clark's laboratory, his mentor was conducting a complex alchemical experiment, surrounded by dense elemental fluctuations.

Jemin's arrival did not seem to disturb him. Clark merely raised his eyes and noticed the abnormality in Jemin's mental state.

“Master, the sorcery model in my mental sea seems to be acting strangely…” Jemin said bluntly.

It described in detail the tremors of the Ring of Truth and the resonance of the sorcery model.

Upon hearing this, Instructor Clark stopped what he was doing.

He turned around, his deep gaze falling on Jemin, a hint of understanding in his eyes, and even a rare smile appeared on his face.

"Very good. It seems you've been working very hard lately without slacking off at all." Instructor Clark's voice carried a hint of satisfaction. "Jamin, the unusual activity in your mental sea is a harbinger of the imminent birth of a new form of witchcraft!"

Upon hearing this, Jemin was suddenly jolted.

New witchcraft!
"This... how is this possible?" Jemin said in disbelief. "I didn't deliberately learn any advanced knowledge, nor did I construct any new witchcraft models..."

Mentor Clark gently stroked the hair on his forehead and explained, "Your case is indeed quite rare for wizards nowadays, but it was quite common a long time ago."

"Since much knowledge has been shared, most wizards, after building their basic wizardry, will consciously and intentionally choose to learn advanced knowledge and follow the existing system to learn, thereby more quickly and independently building new wizardry."

"They are following the path pioneered by their predecessors, which is certainly efficient, but they are also inevitably bound by the ideas of their predecessors."

"But in your case, you have increased your knowledge bit by bit through your own research and understanding. Your understanding of the essence of the world has reached a certain critical point, which has triggered the Ring of Truth in your spiritual sea, enabling you to autonomously construct new core runes and eventually reach the standard of being able to autonomously construct new witchcraft."

Mentor Clark walked to the huge elemental sand table in the center of the laboratory, and with a light tap of his fingertip, various complex rune images appeared on the sand table.

“Both of these ways of constructing witchcraft independently have their advantages and disadvantages,” Mentor Clark continued to explain. “The former, which is the method of learning and imitation, allows wizards to acquire new witchcraft more quickly and rapidly improve their combat power. It’s like they have tools carefully crafted by their predecessors that they can put into immediate use.”

"But the kind of witchcraft that comes from your deepest understanding is the kind of witchcraft that is best suited to you."

"It perfectly matches your spiritual qualities, your knowledge system, and even your unique understanding of the laws. It is not someone else's tool, but an extension of your soul and a crystallization of your wisdom."

"Although it may not be much more powerful than other spells, it is definitely the most suitable spell for you."

Jemin felt a sense of relief.

Although he knew from his perception that the anomaly in his mental sea was probably not a bad thing, he still breathed a sigh of relief after confirming it.

"Then... how should I construct it?" Jemin asked impatiently.

"The process is actually not complicated, especially for someone like you with sufficient knowledge reserves," Mentor Clark explained in detail. "Once your level of knowledge reaches a certain point, the Ring of Truth in your mental sea will automatically construct the corresponding core runes for you."

(End of this chapter)