Am I a god-tier talent in all my professions?

Chapter 156 Level 2 Scholar

The ritual of spiritual withdrawal has been completed.

Yuna's spirituality will be temporarily withdrawn and gathered at the center of the ritual array.

This ritual has already been experimented on with monsters and death row inmates.

The detached spirituality can be well preserved in a short period of time and will not dissipate.

"Yuna, it's about to begin."

"Relax……"

Beside Yuna, her mother held Yuna's hand.

Yuna whispered, "Um...I will."

hum-

The entire ritual array rotated, and as the ritual rotated, Yuna's spirituality began to gradually peel away.

Yuna's gaze was fixed on the stained-glass dome of the Ascension Hall, and she sensed that intelligence was detaching itself from her.

Thinking is slowing down, and reasoning is becoming dull...

What are the people around you saying?
It seems I'm gradually losing my ability to understand.

Am I starting to get dumber?
Those clearly remembered pieces of knowledge begin to fade, and lofty thoughts gradually fall to earth.

The ritual was performed without any pain or discomfort.

But Yuna's eyes welled up with tears, a wave of grievance and sadness washing over her.

I've already forgotten it.

The knowledge I had learned suddenly became fragmented and meaningless.

This feeling is as if all my knowledge did not come from myself.

Rather, it comes from that lofty spirituality.

Am I truly myself, or merely a vessel for the spirit?

Lu Cang could see the extracted spirituality very clearly.

Upon witnessing this scene, an extremely strange emotion arose in Lu Cang's mind...

This feeling is similar to the sentiment of "the rabbit mourns the fox's death."

"Yuna."

"A spiritual fall can cause a sense of loss, but this is only temporary..."

Yuna felt that her mother's voice was right next to her ear, yet it seemed so distant.

It seems that it takes some time to think about what the other person is saying before you can understand it.

It was just a single sentence.

How did I become so dull-witted?

"Elder, please take care of the job transfer."

The mother looked down at Yuna and said, "Yuna, you'll have to be patient for a little while..."

The elder in charge of promotions stepped forward.

He solemnly proclaimed: "The door to knowledge is open for you."

"The gateway to knowledge, the door to erudition, will allow you to learn about all things in this world, from the very beginning of enlightenment, to explore all that is known."

"I will enlighten you."

thump—

The echo reverberated through the promotion hall.

Unlike previous job changes, where Lu Cang couldn't see anything clearly, he could now clearly see the prayer being recited by the elder in charge of the job change.

Above the Hall of Promotion, a strangely shaped hole appeared, from which countless symbols resembling characters flowed down.

These symbols converge on Yuna.

Kumiloni stood up.

"It seems we failed."

Kumiloni raised one hand.

Lu Cang also saw it; in places invisible to ordinary people, amidst the flow of symbols, there were several faint, tadpole-like streaks of black turbidity swimming toward Yuna's body.

Kumiloni raised one hand.

The azure light swept across, dissolving the invisible filth.

However, at this very moment, scorching steam was rising from Yuna's fair and tender body.

Lu Cang saw those runes, which looked like words, swirling around Yuna's body.

She is too young.

Changing jobs can also put a strain on your body.

I heard that before my first job change, Kumironi had helped me regulate my body while I was asleep, which is why there were no abnormalities during the job change that day.

Yuna, on the other hand, is completely different.

She changed jobs for the Foresight Project. The Foresight Project couldn't have Kumironi around forever; Kumironi only played a supervisory and backup role.

Naturally, no treatment was given to Yuna's body beforehand.

Otherwise, it would be tantamount to assuming that the Foresight Project could not succeed without the existence of Kumironi.

Instead, the scholars of the White Pagoda used their own methods to minimize the physical backlash.

But even so...

Even through Yuna's clothes, Lu Cang's senses could still see the bloody wounds on her body.

These scars, like scorching hot irons, imprinted crimson runes on Yuna's skin—many incomprehensible characters.

But soon these incantations became blurred, eventually turning into hot, indistinct scars.

It is not fatal, nor will it leave permanent damage.

However, pain is inevitable during the process.

"what--!"

But suddenly—Yuna's body convulsed violently!
She struggled violently, and suddenly a very long gash appeared on her abdomen.

Lu Cang hurriedly reminded him: "Kumironi!"

Kumiloni had already seen it and immediately waved!

A streak of emerald light appeared instantly.

It landed on Yuna.

It instantly healed his injuries.

Yuna's breathing calmed down a bit.

The backlash was so severe?
The wound that had just suddenly split open was so bad that you could see the intestines. No wonder there were almost no 8-year-olds who changed jobs even when the law didn't prohibit it.

This backlash is something a child simply cannot withstand.

tsk...

Is this project really allowed?
As the azure light swirled through the hall of ascension, spiritual defilement was eradicated.

Yuna's wounds have all healed under Kumironi's treatment.

With Cumroni around, there shouldn't be any major problems.

Next, the spirituality will be returned to Yuna's body.

There were no major issues in this part.

Like seeing the light again after the clouds have parted...

Yuna's cloudy eyes became clear and bright again after her spiritual return.

Having regained her spirituality, Yuna finally found peace again.

Yuna is now a Level 1 Scholar.

But the atmosphere on the field was not joyful; instead, it was unusually somber.

The pioneer's experimental project has failed.

Even stripped of its spirituality, it still attracts pollution.

But soon, Yuna's mother stepped forward first and bowed to Kumironi: "Thank you for your help this time, High Priest Kumironi."

Kumiloni shook his head slightly: "It's alright."

“But what about her?” Kumironi looked at Yuna.

"The backlash from the recent advancement also caused a lot of damage to her brain. If it were any other healing mage, it would be very difficult to restore her to her original state."

There was even damage to the brain.

Lu Cang didn't notice it at all; it's estimated that only Kumironi could have noticed it.

"If this experiment was conducted because you trusted my abilities, then I hope you will not do it again in the future."

Kumiloni's tone carried a hint of anger, but more than that, it was one of helplessness.

As Kumironi said these words, Yuna got up from the bed.

"Lord Cumiloni."

Yuna looked at Kumironi with a determined gaze.

She bowed respectfully and said, "Please don't blame my father and mother too much."

Her childish voice was clear and crisp as she said, "I participated in this project because I insisted on doing it."

"Lord Kumironi, I want to become a Scholar no matter what, not eight years from now, but today, as soon as possible."

“I was already aware of the potential backlash I might suffer, but Yuna believes that with Lord Kumironi’s protection, I will be able to get through this difficult time unscathed.”

"Furthermore, I also want to contribute to my father's and mother's research... You can probably tell that everyone hopes this project will be successful."

Yuna's eyes were serious and determined.

Lu Cang couldn't detect a trace of falsehood in her emotional fluctuations.

It's clear she's serious.

If that's the case... it's really not fair to blame her parents.

If it were me, I'd probably try every possible way to become a mage.

Some things, called obsessions, will be done even if you know the process will be painful.

Hearing Yuna's response, Kumiloni's tone softened.

"But what about the future?"

"What should you do... Yuna?" Kumironi couldn't help but worry about the child's future.

She could have simply left and ignored her.

But if that were the case, she wouldn't be Kumiloni anymore.

"Yuna, you did very well in the White Tower assessment, right?" Kumironi asked.

Kumironi had already heard about it from Lu Cang.

This little girl named Yuna was second only to Lu Cang in academic performance. Yuna nodded earnestly.

"If that's the case, why not upgrade to Level 2 Scholar today?"

"I don't know how much longer I'll stay in Knoloa."

"I don't know when I'll be able to come back."

"During my stay in Knoroa, I will help you advance to the next level."

Kumironi also turned to look at the group of scholars: "The Church of Life will coordinate with you on this research project. The results of this research can be discussed at the subsequent academic conference on life."

Yuna was overjoyed to receive such a response: "Thank you, Lord Kumironi! You are amazing!"

Kumironi chuckled: "Praise is for God. I am just an ordinary temple priest and have no need for praise."

As Kumironi spoke, he walked up to Yuna.

"Yuna, I will now oversee your promotion to Level 2 Scholar."

As Kumironi spoke, a warm current flowed into Yuna's body.

The warmth enveloped her entire body.

It turns out that special procedures are required for early job transfers.

Kumironi would also take care of his body in this way the night before or during the day before each job change.

Lu Cang thought that as long as he blocked spiritual pollution, that would be enough.

No wonder I've never experienced the physical backlash described...

Lu Cang had already seen the process of Kumironi's early job change many times.

However, the career change of polymaths is quite unique.

Yuna didn't seem to demonstrate anything during the job change process.

A gentle breeze rippled out, and the job change was already complete.

Lu Cang had assumed that the transition of scholars would involve a question-and-answer session similar to a variety show segment.

If you answer correctly, you pass; if you answer incorrectly, you are eliminated.

From this perspective, perhaps the main test for a scholar's career change lies in their mental capacity.

"Congratulations, you are now a Level 2 Scholar."

Yuna looked at Kumironi and bowed deeply: "Thank you very much, Lord Kumironi."

From then on, the key to advancing from Level 2 to Level 3 for scholars lies in their thirst for knowledge.

This is something you need to figure out for yourself.

The paths of the strong and the mediocre are actually distinguished starting at level 2.

If you have no ambition to climb higher and just want to be an ordinary professional, you can directly advance to level 3 by completing the most basic principles at level 2.

But the truly strong.

They often start from level 2 and begin to grasp what is truly their own.

However, some people with duller talents may waste their lives during this stage.

Lu Cang couldn't help but think of Atrendo.

I only grasped the essence of combat when I was in my thirties or forties.

……

With his promotion concluded, Lu Cang had witnessed a significant stage in history.

A history of research failure.

After saying goodbye to Yuna and the others, Lu Cang and the others also left the promotion hall.

"May Sophia be with you, Lord Kumironi."

Are you taking care of the kids today too?

A pink-haired priest approached and bowed to Cumelloni, offering a devout greeting.

Kumironi could only respond with a helpless smile: "May Sophia be with you, Chum."

"I brought them here today to observe the promotion ceremony and also to help Leng Qingying get promoted."

The pink-haired priest, known as Chum, squatted down in front of Lu Cang: "Lu Cang, we meet again."

Chum poked Lu Cang's cheek.

Lu Cang maintained his elegant smile: "Sister Qiumu..."

Chum is Kumironi's colleague. Lu Cang and Chum had met once before when Lu Cang went to the Temple of Life to find Kumironi.

She is the judge priestess of the Temple of Life.

I heard that she has an extremely niche profession of secret scrolls, and is responsible for heretical trials and battles in the Temple of Life.

He is a rare fighter in the Church of Life.

Who would have thought that this pretty, lively pink-haired woman would be in charge of fighting?

“Chum, aren’t you on vacation today?” Kumironi asked.

"The church summoned me, saying there were signs of heresy, probably for an investigation or crackdown."

"There are so many heretics lately, we're almost overwhelmed."

Kumiloni smiled: "After all, it's almost the season of death and destruction, and those guys love to be active during this season."

Kumironi was the high priest, wielding immense power.

This also means that she is basically in charge of everything.

However, this also means that Kumiloni does not need to follow up or take responsibility for most matters that are not of high importance.

If Cumroni doesn't go, someone else will.

Chum was one of these high-ranking employees. In fact, Chum's status was not much lower than that of Kumironi. As a level 5 Inquisition Priest, Chum's rank was only one level lower than Kumironi's.

But she had to keep busy running around everywhere.

Kumironi's leisurely lifestyle was something Chum envied.

I still have time to take care of my child.

Chum asked, "You're setting off too, aren't you, to the Deepest Valley..."

“Yes, after all, it concerns Bai Jiang, so I can’t rest easy if I don’t go and check,” Kumironi replied.

A white descent...

Lu Cang couldn't help but think of the Pure White Descent Ritual that he had mastered.

The core tenet of ritual studies is the exchange of costs.

If the Pure White Descent Ritual requires hundreds of billions of supremely pure souls, then the final sacrificial ritual of the Church of Death would require something no less.

Although the types of rituals differ, the value of the sacrifices they incur is nearly identical.

Unless they can defy the rules of the world.

In this world, the only thing that can defy the rules of the world is Root Magic, which distorts the rules of magic to a certain extent by comprehending the root of magic.

The other is a god-level talent, which directly distorts the rules allowed by the talent.

Besides these, the only thing Lu Cang currently recognizes that can break the rules of the world is [wonder].

But in any case, it's definitely better to go and see for yourself.

Lu Cang was also a cautious person; he was always worried about the worst-case scenario.

"I'm leaving now; I'm probably the last one to arrive."

Chum said goodbye to Kumironi and headed toward the headquarters of the Church of Life.

I had lunch with Kumironi and Leng Qingying at noon.

This was when I truly got to know Leng Qingying, and I also learned about Leng Qingying's past experiences from Kumironi.

Orphaned at a young age, he struggled to survive in the slums outside Knolloa from the age of eight.

When I was 8 years old, I was captured by a perverted old man.

I was almost humiliated by the other party.

But while she was bound, she touched a sharp stone shard.

He cut the rope, seized the opportunity to slit the opponent's throat, and killed him instantly.

Then, I ran into Cumello, who happened to be passing by nearby.

Kumironi took pity on her tragic fate and, after learning about her past, helped her awaken as an assassin. He then used his connections to get her into the Assassin Academy in Knoroa, where she learned about assassin combat and survival techniques.

Ugh.

Sister Kumiloni, you're being way too saintly.

She's the Virgin Mary in a positive sense, always saving and helping someone...

Lu Cang probably understood why Leng Qingying's personality was so awkward.

Growing up without family can definitely lead to a lack of education, and the experience of having to fight with others for bread in the slums starting at age 5...

I guess the teachers at the Assassin's Academy were teaching her things like the survival of the fittest, the law of the jungle, and the principle that it's either you kill him or he kills you.

Assassins are often stereotyped as such.

However, judging from Leng Qingying's attire and the style of her weapon, it's clear that she's doing quite well now.

At least this outfit isn't cheap.

After all, he had already become the strongest assassin in Knoroa, and this world was destined to ensure that those with strength would not be poor.

Leng Qingying sat opposite Lu Cang and asked, "Why are you so strong?"

Lu Cang: "Pay attention to the honorific."

Leng Qingying's cheeks puffed out.

But in the end, he took a deep breath and asked respectfully, "Lord Lu Cang, why are you so powerful?"

Without hesitation, Lu Cang replied, "99% hard work and practice, and 1% talent and luck."

While that 1% of talent and luck is absolutely essential.

"Can I become stronger with you... Lord Lu Cang?"

“I’m a magician, you’re an assassin. Our principles are different, aren’t they?” Lu Cang sandwiched the sausage between two pieces of bread and took a bite.

"However, how do you practice the assassin's code? Do you also go to dungeons?" Lu Cang asked in return.

Leng Qingying responded seriously and calmly: "No, I killed someone."

Lu Cang's lips twitched slightly as he looked at Kumironi.

Kumironi, however, remained completely unfazed, calmly sipping his herbal tea.

Lu Cang blinked.

Look at Kumiloni, then look at Leng Qingying.

Kumironi, she says she killed someone... Aren't you going to do anything about it, High Priest of the Temple of Life?

　I've written too much, so I'll add another chapter. I'll try to reach 2 words per update in the future, but that's not certain...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)