What's wrong with me, a mage, loving to farm?

Chapter 363. So bathing is a luxury in the underworld.

To ensure the quality of his travels, Kroya had long ago had the Phantom Cloud Serpents build him a cloud island. Combined with the power extracted from the Sky Radiance Ore and the irises planted around the outside, he could move at high speed while remaining invisible.

When Theodore and Genesa saw Kroya casually pull out a magnificent island, their feelings were completely different—the former was overjoyed and immediately went up to find a sofa woven from the wool of a sprinting alpaca and collapsed onto it, while the latter was surprised that this place could actually accommodate undead creatures.

Even if they are unwilling to admit it, they are now all dead, unable to taste delicious food, unable to experience sunshine and rain, and even breathing is unnecessary.

But here, on this white, flower-filled cloud island, he was actually able to breathe air!

The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers and grass, mixed with the scent of the earth!

The legendary swordsman greedily inhaled the air, his face filled with ecstasy. He even gently stroked the delicate little flower like a lovesick fool, chuckling foolishly.

Kroa: "..."

"Um, your friend..." He chose his words carefully, then said tactfully, "The corruption of the underworld might indeed be quite severe. I have some special potions here; does he need them?"

Theodore pulled his head out of the soft alpaca wool sofa, glanced at his friend, and said casually, "It's normal. There's no such sunshine and rain in the underworld."

What is commonplace to you is almost impossible to find in the underworld.

"But I still don't understand what power you used to make us dead feel the sunlight and rain. Was this Eden in the Prime Material Plane, and is it also part of Eden?"

There was a clear longing in his eyes as well.

Clearly, an environment where the dead can experience normal sunlight and rain would be an unimaginable pleasure for them, and they would even be willing to wage war for it.

"This place is indeed part of Eden."

"I made this specifically for coming to the underworld."

Kroya blinked, then said meaningfully, "If I opened an experience center like this, how many soul crystals do you think I could earn?"

The so-called soul crystal is the last trace of a living person's soul remaining in the world when they enter the underworld. It is a necessary item for drawing soul arrays, and even Kroya doesn't have many.

There's no way around it; those things can't be preserved for long in the environment of the main plane, so he simply can't buy many.

The reason he explored most of the underworld was to obtain these soul crystals.

There is now a pitifully thick barrier between mages who can explore and trade across dimensions and ordinary mages.

Theodore blinked, then suddenly said eagerly, "There's a death knight couple up ahead, let's give it a try!"

"Alright," Kroya said generously. "I'll give you a mansion where you can enjoy the sunshine and rain. Don't worry about it, it's just a small gift."

Upon hearing this boastful statement, Theodore stared at him with wide eyes.

After a long pause, the knight shook his head: "No, I cannot accept such a precious gift from you. I have no gift to return."

"..."

Is it precious?

To Kroya, this was just a small fragment of space created using Rainbow Grass and a portion of Eden's magic; it was something he could easily make.

"Okay then."

"I can't stay in the underworld for long either. If you help me find the guests I need, I'll give you an advance on a house as a token of my gratitude."

Theodore understood what Kroya meant, so this time he didn't refuse and readily agreed: "Okay, don't worry, with me here, no one will dare to covet your territory."

Both of them were well aware that friendship needs to be maintained, but what's remarkable is that it's precisely this kind of relationship that is the most stable.

—The poor Skeleton King has long been forgotten.

In fact, in a place like the Underworld, it is very normal for territory to change hands. The strong can act with impunity in the Underworld, but no one would be foolish enough to come to the Underworld to bully others.

Any reasonably normal life would want to settle down in a warm world.

After the two reached an agreement, the sky island flew directly westward at an extremely high speed, and the scenery below flashed by like a carousel.

But the underworld is very, very large, much larger than the prime plane. The territory of this Skeleton King alone is as large as five or six kingdoms combined, not to mention the more distant wastelands.

During this time, Kroya and Theodore discussed and immediately took out various materials to start building mansions—with his current expertise in space and design, building a mansion was a piece of cake.

While designing, he also asked questions:

Are you sure you want to do this?

"Is there no water in the underworld?"

Theodore nodded very firmly, his eyes shining as he looked at the bathtub that Kroya had casually piled up: "Taking a bath is a very comfortable thing, but you can't take a bath in the water of the underworld."

Not to mention we can't feel the temperature at all.

Have you forgotten? I was practically submerged in water the whole time at your banquet!

"..."

You're quite proud of yourself.

Speaking of this, Chloe suddenly became curious: "You said you wanted to go see what kind of trouble Mage Ilister caused, aren't you afraid she'll arrest you?"

Could it be that they developed feelings for each other while holding each other?

"Actually, Ms. Illist also helped me a lot." Theodore's face was calm: "The fact that so many of my friends were able to awaken in the underworld was all the result of her arrangements."

She's a master manipulator. I hate her for keeping me locked in the mage tower for so long, but I'm also grateful that she allowed me and my friends to embark on the next thousand-year journey in the underworld.

Even the fact that my soul can withstand the erosion of time is partly her doing—her actions make it impossible for me to simply judge them as good or bad; I even think she's quite normal in the world of legends.

"Hmm." Kroya also stopped what he was doing and thought carefully about Ilister's reputation. It seemed that it was actually quite normal among the legends.

Legends cannot be viewed through the lens of common sense; they are essentially gods, or even more free and unrestrained than gods—so what will one become after achieving legend?

To open up more planes? To turn countless planes into their own territory, to modify more magical beasts and plants to adapt them to the ever-changing world, or...?

He has already completed most of the journey of "Poetry of the Rainbow".

However, the path of the Astral Imprint Technique is still endless. Its status seems to be even higher than the "Poem of the Rainbow," and I have never heard of its origins, not even the omnipotent Ark of the Sky.

Even now, he still feels that the Astral Spirit Imprint Technique has other uses, but what are they?

He sat there quietly, deep in thought.

Seeing this, Theodore silently left.

Time ticked by, and Kroya tried to see the structure of the Celestial Imprint Technique, but he was still unable to do so. However, he had a feeling that he would be fine once he reached the Legendary level.

Thinking about it this way, it really is quite outrageous. Both the "Poem of the Rainbow" and the Astral Spirit Imprint Technique require legendary status to unlock their truly powerful abilities. It's quite interesting, and he's increasingly looking forward to seeing what he'll actually see.

……

The Sky Island quickly reached the outskirts of the Death Knight's territory.

This is a vast plain, where the underworld's common underworld grass grows, and many skeletal horses run about.

Although they lack strong muscles, their bones are exceptionally robust, and coupled with the blazing flames, they possess a unique charm belonging to death.

However, Kroya's first reaction upon seeing them was... how do you put a saddle on them? Won't it hurt your butt if you sit on them?

Their arrival attracted the attention of the local lord.

Two knights riding tall skeletal horses seemed to have suddenly sprung out from a crack in space. They wore heavy runic armor and held chilling death swords in their hands. Just standing there, they looked like super villains from many stories.

"Who goes there!"

One of the slightly slender female knights shouted angrily.

This seemed to be some kind of secret war cry, which even gathered the death energy in the air of the underworld, forming countless eager shadows that wanted to devour the pure white sky island.

Without a doubt, this is a legendary knight, and a knight skilled in magic.

Theodore poked his head out from the sky island and waved: "Ms. Selena, Mr. Terrano, it's me!"

Upon seeing that it was Theodore, the female death knight lowered her sword and asked curiously, "What are you doing here? Let me tell you, I won't allow Terrano to go on a robbery with you!"

The male death knight beside her dared not speak.

Last time I went to rob someone, they came to my door and we had a big fight. My wife's most beloved skeleton horse was also injured.

"Hehe." Theodore, very familiar with them, leaped down and landed in front of them, patting his chest. "I have good news for you. A friend of mine from the Prime Material Plane brought some good stuff..."

He simply described the meadow covered in lush grass and flowers and the bathtub filled with the scent of essential oils and flowers, and the female death knight's eyes, hidden behind her mask, lit up like searchlights.

"real?"

"Even legends can't do that!"

"Your friend really can do it?!"

Theodore nodded without hesitation: "Of course."

As a knight, he understood the unique nature of this profession all too well—they could fight bloody battles and endure hardship, but deep down they still yearned for enjoyment.

Not to mention that these two death knights were heirs of a certain family in their previous lives, and even when they slept, they had seven or eight male and female servants waiting to serve them.

"What does your friend want?" Selena asked, feeling a sudden itch as she listened to Theodore's description of the bath with essential oils.

She couldn't wait any longer.

She will give it to the other person as long as they don't ask for too much.

At worst... let her husband go rob a few more lords.

"Soul Crystal and Netherflame Horse."

Hearing this answer, Selena breathed a sigh of relief and agreed without hesitation: "Of course."

She wasn't worried that Theodore would deliberately deceive her, so she simply handed him a large bag filled with a full hundred dark crystals!

If this were sold in the prime plane, the price of one Soul Crystal would be equivalent to five hundred Level 1 Magic Crystals—but this thing is a special item after all, and only mages and some special groups of people would buy it. The main reason for the high price is that it is inconvenient to transport and store.

"Is this enough?"

"It's alright."

"Enough for you to shower for an hour."

Theodore hefted the bag in his hand, gesturing for them to follow.

The two death knights followed immediately, and the moment they entered the sky island, the warm air seeped through the gaps in their cold armor and enveloped their skin, which had long since lost its flow of blood.

"!!!"

They instantly stopped caring about the spatial fluctuations they had just sensed that could move them around at will.

Even powerful legendary knights like them felt a stinging sensation on their skin. The memories belonging to the living filled them with fear, making them dare not advance any further, for fear that it was just a beautiful dream.

But the hot spring in front of them, made of pure white jade, the water gushing from the lion's mouth with a hint of vibrant color, and the warm fragrance wafting around their noses, all urged them to hurry in!

"Am I dreaming?" Selena asked blankly, and the answer she received was... her armor was removed, and her husband, the tall knight, carried her directly into the hot spring.

"hiss!"

Having not been in contact with warm water for so long, she actually felt a little hot, but after getting used to it, she was immersed in the pleasant feeling of being enveloped by warm water.

The water rippled, and she raised her hand, looking at her pale skin.

The skin of the undead was pale and withered, with deep lividity, and had no elasticity whatsoever. It was just like the corpses she had seen on the battlefield that were about to be dried out by the wind.

No, this is a corpse.

"Ugh."

"Terrano".

"Just how powerful a mage is this, that he can enable us to enjoy experiences only the living can have?"

She looked at her husband, who slowly walked over and hugged her. When their skin touched, she couldn't tell if it was body temperature or the temperature of the water.

At that moment, she suddenly felt that the problem was no longer important.

The two of them nestled together quietly against the warm jade pool wall, occasionally with trays of small snacks and fruits floating in front of them.

They initially thought it was just decoration, but then they suddenly realized that if they could even sense the temperature of the water, could these fruits and snacks be eaten?

So they tried eating some.

The delightful taste of sweet and soft pastries and tangy fruits instantly overwhelmed all their senses—even in distant, faded memories, these pastries and fruits tasted exquisite.

The two exchanged a glance and began to eat heartily, disregarding their image.

Time passed quickly, and soon an hour had gone by.

Before anyone could remind her, Selena nudged her husband: "Go quickly! There should still be plenty of soul crystals in our treasure vault. Give him as many as you can! I don't want to leave this bath!"

The poor Death Knight could only leave the bath reluctantly. Selena watched his departing figure, slowly sinking her body into the water, leaving only her eyes above the surface, and suddenly felt a little worried.

This place is so beautiful, but the two of them haven't accumulated many soul crystals. How can they stay here a little longer?

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