Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

After Cooper left, Dagger sat alone on the balcony for a while until a maid carrying freshly brewed tea interrupted his wandering thoughts.

The lightning and storms raging outside the energy shield of the "Silver Falcon" airship were indeed terrifying to ordinary people, but the fear shown by the girl in front of her was mostly feigned.

She trembled all over, putting on a pitiful appearance, and deliberately raised her full breasts when Dago's gaze fell on her.

Dago didn't drink the tea; he simply waved for the girl to leave. As she obediently bowed her head, a hint of undisguised disappointment flashed in her eyes.

Dago took one last look at the Storm Realm entrance, which resembled the eye of the heavens, then turned his gaze back to the direction where Cooper had disappeared, before calmly turning and leaving.

As soon as he stepped into the meditation room, Dago's body suddenly trembled slightly.

A faint look of surprise flashed across his face, and he sat down cross-legged on the spot.

By focusing his mental energy inward, he saw a small blood tree pattern spinning rapidly in the location of his heart.

The heart expanded continuously as the blood tree rotated. At the instant the rotation stopped, the heart, which was nearly twice its normal size, rapidly shrank like a deflated balloon. Immediately afterward, red filaments resembling capillaries grew out from around the shrunken heart.

"The first bloodline deduction is complete."

Dago blinked, and with a mix of hope and anticipation, he manipulated the red threads to extend in all directions, each one piercing into his own flesh.

In an instant, Dago felt his skin tighten suddenly, and then his already smooth skin seemed to become even more delicate, taking on a moonlight-like color under the light of the crystal in the quiet room.

"What is being purified is the human bloodline within me."

Dago exhaled lightly, directly severing the red threads within his body from further altering his bloodline. This simulation could be considered a complete failure.

I wouldn't say I was disappointed.

The chances of successfully selecting Despairing Winter Dragon on the first simulation are extremely small, and he has never been known for his luck.

Dago had even prepared for the worst, that is, the exhaustion of his bloodline essence and still not getting the result he wanted.

Dagomer calculated that this simulation, from start to finish, took less than nine months.

Looking at the data on the character panel again, under the [Talent] section, the bloodline concentration of Despair Winter Dragon had decreased from the original 6% to 5%.

"That means I can only try five more times. If I fail after five attempts, I will completely lose the Despair Winter Dragon bloodline."

Dago was not particularly affected by this result.

If he could completely break free from the control of "Beheilite's" will through this, it wouldn't be unacceptable. However, he would have to find another way to resolve the entanglement brought about by the soul wager.

Seeing that the blood tree magic circle on his heart continued to operate, Dago withdrew his attention.

The worse the situation, the harder we must work in our current spiritual practice.

During this period of arduous training, Dago devoted almost all his energy to practicing the [Ancient Star Meditation Method]. With his current level of mental strength, he could complete a basic star chart calculation in about two to three days.

Each time a deduction is completed, the proficiency of the [Ancient Star Meditation Method] increases by one. When the progress value of the [Ancient Star Meditation Method] reaches "Entry Level (23/100)", he finally fully understands the core [Spell Control] rune in the Isidore Spell Control Armband.

Dago rationally divided the entire [Arcane] rune into six parts, which he then inscribed on his six missing spiritual crystals.

He has already begun the first part of the rune inscription. Whether he will succeed depends on whether this first step can be completed perfectly as he expects. If he cannot, he will have to start over and consider a more detailed breakdown plan.

During this time, Dago experienced the aftereffects of the "Dream of Reincarnation" that Arajan had mentioned.

The specific symptom is that, when he is thinking or meditating, some memories of his dream experiences from those seventy-two years ago will occasionally pop up in his mind.

In reality, the impact is not significant, and the frequency of the symptoms is not high, but Arajan still provided a solution—an ancient potion recipe called the Awakening Potion.

Dago and Arajan had carefully discussed the recipe together. Based on his knowledge and Arajan's profound expertise in potions, 90% of the ingredients needed for the recipe could be replaced in the current wizarding world.

There is one material called "Awakening Snake Venom" that cannot be replaced.

According to Arajan, the Lucid Serpent is not a creature of this world and is not considered rare, but it requires opening a spatial portal to travel to another world to capture it. In Arajan's time, this was not a difficult task at all, and he even knew the coordinates of several worlds where the Lucid Serpent was confirmed to exist.

But for the wizarding world today, and for Dago today, achieving this would be very difficult.

The wizarding world currently doesn't know if any "Awake Serpent" or "Awake Serpent Venom" still exists.

Dago could only temporarily put the preparation of this potion on hold, waiting to see if he could gather the necessary materials later.

Without the aid of "awakening drugs," relying solely on the soul's self-purification ability, the safest and most stable interval between two "dream entries" is three years.

Considering that Dago's willpower far surpasses that of a normal wizard, and that he was able to live out his entire seventy-two-year life in his first dream, Arajan suggested that it should be at least a year.

Dargo privately considered shortening this timeframe to six months.

As usual, Dago was practicing meditation. In his mental space, ancient stars were scattered and their light flowed.

Suddenly, a giant golden ladybug streaked across the sky like a burning comet.

Dago's mind cleared, and he slowly exited the meditative state.

Immediately afterwards, some unclear images began to appear in his mind.

Intermittent voices could be heard coming from the screen, giving Dargo the feeling that he was watching an old-fashioned television with a poor signal reception.

"Do we, two people from the Fourth Ring Road, really need to use this to deal with a kid from the Third Ring Road?"

"The Purple Mist Flower Juice is to ensure everything goes perfectly. This is a plan personally devised by Fumingo. You should know his temperament; he's the kind of person who can't tolerate the slightest accident."

"One-tenth of the amount is enough to turn him into a lamb to the slaughter. Such a precious poison cannot be wasted on a mere Sanhuan. The rest can be divided between you and me. I happen to have something that requires the juice of the Purple Mist Flower."

"I know what I'm doing."

"If Goodman had known that the few disciples he neglected and sent to the south would one day bring him such a huge reward, he probably wouldn't have risked trying to reach the sixth ring ten years ago."

"Frmingo is talented, resourceful, and ambitious. He has been planning for this day for two hundred years."

"This is what he deserves. Everything was predetermined and will not change because of anyone or anything."

"You said, after we receive the inheritance, if—"

"Get rid of those unrealistic ideas in your head, Lumian, or you'll get yourself into trouble."

Dargo watched the two people, one standing and one sitting, talking in the picture until the image completely disappeared from his mind.