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

Chapter 86 Nine Years
Time flies like an arrow; in the blink of an eye, nine years have passed since Jemin came to Norren College.

Nine years is a period of accumulating strength and transforming from naivety to maturity for the apprentices of Norren Academy.

And Jemin reaped even greater rewards.

In this "stable" world, he remained hidden like a dragon in the abyss, his true nature concealed.

All his energy was devoted to consolidating his foundation cultivation, refining his talismans and magical artifacts, refining the Five Elements Rainbow Mirror, and delving into the ways of magic potions and alchemy.

When the call for the Norren Workshop's general examination was sent to all the academies, his sharp edge, dormant for nine years, finally had its chance to be unsheathed.

The Norren Academy, where Jemin studied, should more accurately be called Norren Academy No. 13.

As one of the top-tier institutions among the hundreds of Norren Academy, this final test also dispatched elite apprentices, including Jemin, who ranked in the top 10% in the last trial.

Early in the morning, the central square of the academy was crowded with apprentices.

Aside from the apprentice qualification test held every five years, this square has never been so lively.

Not only the apprentices who were about to participate in the final test of the Norren Workshop, but also other apprentices who had not yet qualified couldn't help but come to see them off.

Some of the new apprentices who had just joined Norren Academy looked at the crowd in the center of the square with shining eyes, and many of them had ambition in their eyes.

It is now almost certain that this testing period at Noren Workshop will likely become the norm in the future.

Similarly, in order to select apprentices to participate in the tests, the inter-personal trials within the Noren 13 Academy will become a regular occurrence.

Seeing these veteran apprentices representing the academy going to the Norren workshop for the test, many of the new apprentices seemed eager to try.

Somewhere in the crowd, a blinding flash of lightning suddenly appeared, then coalesced into a slender yet powerful figure—Bert Vera Augusta.

She wore a dark wizard's robe, tailored to fit her perfectly, outlining her slender figure.

A faint, almost imperceptible fluctuation of lightning elemental energy emanated from her body, like the natural outflow of her inner power.

Nine years have passed, and she has shed some of her former naivety, replaced by a temperament that combines composure and sharpness. Her deep eyes seem to contain thunder that can erupt at any moment.

Her appearance immediately attracted the attention of those around her, but she seemed completely unconcerned.

Augusta's sharp eyes swept across the dense crowd. Her gaze did not linger on the renowned top apprentices, but instead pierced through the layers of people, precisely locking onto Jemin, who remained low-key and unassuming in the corner.

An invisible current surged through her body; it was an intense competitive desire originating from within.

The defeat she suffered in the academy trials five years ago, and the terrifying yet efficient way Jemin acted during those trials, left an indelible mark on her heart.

That pressure, like an invisible whip, constantly lashed at her, keeping her constantly on edge over the years.

She diligently practiced, challenged her limits, and devoted herself to research, honing her lightning magic to perfection. Now, she has successfully constructed lightning magic on her own based on her knowledge.

Augusta believed that with his current abilities, he could fight back without being at a disadvantage, even against a true first-level wizard.

Her progress is so rapid that it puts her to the forefront of most of her peers.

However, whenever she thought she was strong enough to surpass Jemin, a vague unease always lingered in her heart.

She couldn't wait to face Jemin again, to prove herself, and to find out just how many secrets that enigmatic guy was hiding.

Deep within her eyes was an undisguised fighting spirit.

Not far away, a tall, composed figure appeared on the teleportation plaza. It was Augusta's former rival—Horn.

He is now a leading wizard apprentice with extraordinary abilities.

He even took advantage of the years that Augusta devoted himself to research to win people's hearts and minds, and is now the leader of Norren Academy.

He was surrounded by several equally capable apprentices, clearly having established his own core team.

His gaze swept over the direction where Jemin was, pausing only slightly, without the intense competitive fire that Augusta had in his eyes.

For him, Jemin was already a "former rival," someone he had surpassed.

He glanced at it briefly, then looked away, his arrogance and confidence befitting a strong person, and turned his attention back to Augusta.

Jemin noticed Augusta and Horn's gazes, glanced back calmly, and then looked away.

His face remained expressionless, but inwardly he felt a touch of admiration for Augusta's progress—it seemed she had indeed worked incredibly hard all these years.

As for Horn... he also looks quite a bit older.

Before long, it was time to depart.

Several academy instructors, led by Clark, walked slowly over. They glanced at the people in the square but didn't say much. They simply waved to the old apprentices who had passed the test.

"Let's go."

There was no "declaration of departure" or any words of encouragement.

Wizards are all intelligent men, and also calm madmen.

Wizards will never hesitate to use their power as long as there is enough benefit.

The teleportation array in the square shone brightly, and Jemin, along with more than five hundred other apprentices and several academy instructors, stepped into the dazzling light screen.

The familiar dizziness struck, but this time the teleportation was longer and the spatial fluctuations were more intense than ever before.

As the light faded, Jemin landed steadily. The sight before him caused even his usually calm and collected demeanor to flash with shock.

This is the headquarters of the Norren Workshop, a colossal wonder transformed from an entire plane.

What lay before them was no longer the familiar land and sky, but countless enormous floating platforms, intricate energy pipes, and rune spires reaching a thousand meters in height.

And miniature laboratories and training spaces that float in the distant void, twinkling like stars.

The entire city resembles a futuristic space city described in a science fiction novel, with a stable energy cycle maintaining everything in operation. Various metals of unknown material intertwine with energy beams, presenting an ultimate industrial aesthetic and an extraordinary magical aura.

They were in the most magnificent teleportation plaza.

The place was bustling with people, as elite students from hundreds of Norren Academy gathered together like a tide.

In the bustling teleportation plaza, the discussions of tens of thousands of apprentices rose and fell like a pot of boiling porridge.

The air was filled with excitement, tension, and an irrepressible surge of power, like a volcano about to erupt.

(End of this chapter)