Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

"What do you mean?"

The blonde lady frowned. "If I remember correctly, your double transplant surgery was very successful, and you seem to be doing very well now."

"Great, excellent, absolutely perfect."

Yukik nodded, then suddenly ripped off his robe, revealing his body hidden beneath.

His entire body was covered in coarse, short, and stiff black hair, and his strong muscles bulged outward like granite blocks. On his human body, there were also two hairy arms on the left and right sides that looked like bear claws, making him look strange and creepy.

The blonde lady withdrew her gaze from Yukik expressionlessly and said calmly, "If you came here specifically for this, I must remind you that this is a consequence you yourself expressed your willingness to accept, and we have a contract to prove it."

"Mrs. Livy, you misunderstand. I didn't mean to blame you."

Yukik smiled and shook his head. "On the contrary, I really feel that I am in a very good state right now."

The main reason I've come to visit you today is to introduce you to a distinguished guest.

After saying that, Yukik stepped aside, revealing the other person who had been standing behind him.

The latter slowly took off his hat, revealing a numb and indifferent face. It was very ordinary, except for a pair of silver-gray eyes that were easy to remember.

As this person stepped out from behind Yukik, an immense mental pressure suddenly emanated from him, as if someone had forcefully shoved a dazzling sun into the castle hall.

The blonde noblewoman trembled violently upon sensing this powerful spiritual force, instinctively letting out a low gasp: "A third-ring wizard?!"

The strength and courage they had shown in the face of Yukik vanished instantly under this immense mental pressure.

However, Lady Livi's years of experience dealing with all sorts of wizards helped her calm down quickly.

She bowed respectfully to the other party, took a light breath, and said, "My lord, how can I help you?"

The gray-eyed wizard, with a cold expression, spoke calmly: "Yukik mentioned to me that your Huntington family possesses the technology for bloodline transplantation."

"Yes."

Lady Livi nodded and replied, "If you require it, I can transplant the bloodline you wish to receive free of charge, but..."

"Can't you understand what I'm saying?"

The gray-eyed wizard abruptly interrupted Lady Livi, his tone turning icy. "What I mean is, I want you to hand over this technology!"

Lady Livi's face immediately turned grim. "My lord, I'm afraid this won't do."

"snort!"

With a cold snort, terrifying mental energy filling the castle hall assaulted her like a storm.

Lady Livi's face turned pale instantly, and her delicate body trembled and swayed under the pressure of spiritual power that far exceeded her own realm.

She bit her lower lip tightly, refusing to let go.

As the pressure on him grew, Yukik, who was standing to the side, stared at Lady Livi’s curvaceous figure with a strange light in his eyes.

He strode up to the gray-eyed wizard, whispered a few words in his ear, and the wizard's eyes flickered, gradually relaxing his oppressive aura.

Yukik got what he wanted, licked his lips vigorously, and then strode toward Livi.

Just as Yukik reached out his large hand to grab the body of the humiliated and furious Lady Livi, a clear, calm voice suddenly rang out in the room, accompanied by the wind and snow pouring in from outside.

"Is Grandpa Avery not here?"

The sound appeared so suddenly and without warning.

The three people in the room were stunned for a moment, and then they turned around sharply to look in the direction of the sound.

Outside the wide-open castle gates, a tall, handsome young man, dressed in a black robe with silver trim, emerged from the howling snow and walked in calmly.

"Is Grandpa Avery not here?"

The handsome young man repeated his question, seemingly oblivious to the situation in the room, his gaze fixed solely on Mrs. Livy at the far end.

Where is he now?

The handsome young man gently shook off the snowflakes clinging to his robes and walked forward step by step along the long red velvet carpet.

Mrs. Livi stared blankly at the young man, a momentary look of confusion flashing in her eyes, but she quickly seemed to remember something and was about to speak.

The next second, her eyes suddenly widened as she saw a scene she would never forget.

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Lady Livi watched as a semi-transparent golden ripple spread from the handsome young man's body, quickly sweeping across Yukik's body. The latter let out a low growl, and his face immediately showed an expression of excruciating pain.

Immediately afterwards, Yukik was like an apple being squeezed and crushed by an invisible hand. First, his eyeballs bulged out, then his head deformed, and finally, a series of teeth-grinding sounds of flesh being squeezed and crushed filled the air.

Standing nearly two meters tall and as robust and imposing as a bear, Yukik rapidly collapsed into a ball of muddy flesh only slightly larger than a fist.

Even Lady Livy, who had conducted countless live experiments on flesh and blood, was so disgusted by this scene that she almost vomited.

At that moment, she heard a deep and extremely rapid chanting of incantations, which then abruptly stopped the next second.

Looking up, all that could be seen in my suddenly contracted pupils was a figure about to cast a spell, which abruptly exploded.

The terrifying pressure that filled the hall completely disappeared, and the dazzling spiritual light, as bright as the sun, also went out.

Neither the gray-eyed wizard nor Yukik remained; from the blood mist that had formed from their respective bodies, two spatial rings of different shapes flew out.

Along with the two terrified and distorted phantom souls, they all floated lightly into a fair and slender palm.

Lady Livy stood there blankly, as if something was choking her throat.

Her gaze swept blankly over the two remaining pools of blood in the empty hall, finally settling on the handsome young man who was about to approach her.

"I don't want to repeat this again."

The handsome young man stopped abruptly a few meters away from Mrs. Livy, looking at her with utter calm. "Grandpa Avery, where are we now?"

"Grandfather visited the Clavel family in Whitestone Castle three days ago; she should still be there."

The handsome young man finally got the answer he wanted and nodded to indicate that he understood.

His purpose in coming here seemed to be nothing more than asking Mrs. Livy one question.

He turned around and walked towards the door again, but after taking two steps, he stopped quietly, turned his head slightly, and said to Mrs. Livy in a low voice, "Remember to clean the floor. I don't want Grandpa Avery to know that I've dirtied his favorite carpet as soon as I got back."

"Yes...yes."

Mrs. Livi nodded blankly until the tall, slender figure completely disappeared into the vast snowstorm outside the door.

"Dago, my dear Dago, you're back."

In a spacious, empty, and somewhat shabby room, beside a roaring fireplace, the old and thin Avery, with his full head of silver hair, gently embraced Dago.

"Yes, Grandpa Avery, I'm back."

Compared to his indifference and coldness upon seeing Mrs. Livy again, Dago was undoubtedly much gentler when facing Avery, who had given him so much care and help and treated him with all his heart.

"You've already gone far ahead of me."

Avery gently stroked Dago's cheek, his face full of love and joy. Even though he tried his best to hide it, the intense fluctuations in his mental energy still betrayed his excitement at this moment.

"Those who have trampled on the glory of 'Ice Prison Palace' should take a good look at just how outstanding a person the Huntington family has produced."

"Even if you return to the Ice Prison Palace, you will still be one of the most radiant among your generation."

"Dago, I didn't misjudge you. You haven't let me down. Fate is still on our family's side."

Avery kept rambling on and on, the flames in the fireplace beside him flickering in sync with his excited and trembling voice.