Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

"Collect fairy tears at dawn, let them evaporate naturally in the sunlight, then condense them with ice magic, repeating this process three times..."

Dargo gently tapped the crystal jar, his fingertips scraping against the jar's surface, producing a harsh noise. Inside the jar, a naked, handsome little figure covered his ears and wept sadly.

Without flinching, he manipulated his mental power to collect and extract each of the tears that fell from the ancient fairy. Having been with Heliodo for so long, he now understood why this ancient fairy was so melancholy—it was all due to being forced to cry and have its tears extracted over the years.

"The resonance of moon willow leaf sap and runic light lasts for ten hourglasses..."

"The first blue vine shoot to break through the soil after the torrential rain, retaining the clean soil particles on its roots..."

"Spell: Burn the tail feathers of a Tier 3 Golden-Winged Bird, collect the ashes after the third breath..."

Dargo skillfully processed various potion ingredients. After processing each ingredient, he hesitated slightly before calmly mixing them one by one in different orders and with different techniques.

Finally, a translucent vial emitting a faint, colorful phosphorescence appeared in Dago's hand.

He picked up the crystal medicine bottle in his hand, took a small sip, and gave himself a "nearly perfect" rating.

As Dago gently placed the prepared medicine on the worktable, Heliodo's voice suddenly rang out from behind him.

"You have overstepped your bounds."

Dago's fingertips trembled slightly, and wisps of colorful ripples appeared in the medicine bottle that was still in his hand.

He withdrew his hand and calmly said, "You've allowed me five chances to fail with each recipe ingredient; that's within five attempts."

"This is not a reason for you to dispose of my materials without my permission."

Heliodo slowly walked up behind Dago, bent down, squinted and carefully examined the [Unicorn Healing Tears] that Dago had just mixed, then unscrewed the cap and gently smelled it.

"It's alright, at least it's not a waste."

He sat up and looked at Dago in front of him.

"In three months, you processed nearly six hundred doses of medicine without any guidance. This doesn't even include the time you usually spend cultivating on your own."

Heliodo put his hands behind his back and said leisurely, "You have a great talent for potions and elixirs..."

Dago shook his head. "It's still far from the goal you expected."

Heliodo smiled but didn't say anything.

After waiting for a long time without hearing anything from Heliodo, Dago took the initiative to speak: "I've finished my business for today, so I'll be leaving now."

Dago gave Heliodo a brief bow, then turned and walked toward the exit of the space.

Having grown quite familiar with Silver Coin during this time, the big white cat stretched and got up from the grass when it saw him about to leave, ready to open the door for him.

Just as Dago was about to reach the small door leading to the exit of the space, Heliodo's voice rang out from behind him.

"etc."

Dago stopped and, in the instant he turned around, caught a glimpse of the other man flicking his robe sleeve, throwing something at him.

He reached out and caught it, and upon closer inspection, he discovered it was a golden badge with a pattern of the deep sea of ​​Spirit Mirror Lake, emanating a faint aura of runes.

"The Spell Treasury, fourth floor, the third pillar of inheritance from the far left."

Heliodo stood in front of his lab bench, not even looking up, and said calmly, "The reward you asked for, remember to return the items to me after you've seen them."

Dago paused for a moment, then bowed deeply to Heliodo in thanks.

The practice of the Ancient Star Meditation Technique granted him unparalleled control over his mental power and physical muscles, enabling him to easily perform subtle operations that many third-ring wizards could not.

With the assistance of the system panel, and the constant support of Arajan, a living fossil of the wizarding world, Dargo's expertise in potions and elixirs has advanced by leaps and bounds.

He never hid this fact, and even deliberately showcased his amazing talent in both areas.

That's all for this very moment.

Only after Dago's figure completely disappeared at the exit of the secret realm did Heliodo stop what he was doing and slowly raise his head.

"What an amazing talent! No wonder he received an unprecedented ten-star rating in the Tower of Knowledge."

"So what if one's soul aptitude is inferior? Isn't the pursuit of wizards knowledge and truth?"

"Those guys... just can't see that."

Heliodo beckoned, and the big white cat leaped into his arms. He gently stroked the cat's silky, long fur, softly murmuring, "Silver Coin, oh Silver Coin, what do you think?"

"The Treasury of Magical Arts"

For the first time in three months, after leaving the laboratory in Hyriodor, Dago did not go directly back to his residence. Instead, he used magic to open another door around the lake, hurried along, and zigzaggled through a series of crystal passageways until he finally arrived at a soft, smooth, ivory-white building.

The buildings resemble two enormous whale mouths pressed together.

The entrance on the left leads to the "Spiritual Library," and Dago thought of the gray books containing ancient spiritual script that he had seen in the Tower of Knowledge.

Although he had the desire to explore the area, his primary purpose in coming here was not the remaining ancient spiritual texts.

Dago suppressed the urge to change his destination and slowly walked into the second entrance.

This entrance leads to the magic repository of the Deep Sea Sect at Lingjing Lake, which, as the name suggests, is the place where the magic of the Deep Sea Sect is passed down.

Walking on the crystal-polished, mirror-smooth floor, the arched ceiling above you is illuminated by twinkling, star-like crystal lights that emit a soft glow.

Occasionally, a wizard from the same deep-sea lineage would approach Dago, and the two would politely greet each other.

After completely exiting this solemn and magnificent passage, what appeared before Dago was a grand hall lined with neatly arranged, luminous columns.

Each of the glowing cylinders is a different color, and each cylinder represents the knowledge and inheritance of a certain spell.

Several deep-sea wizards walked through the hall, pausing in front of one pillar or shaking their heads as they moved on to the next.

Dargo's arrival went unnoticed by anyone; the hall remained quiet.

He casually approached a glowing cylinder, instinctively wanting to take out the rune badge given to him by Hyriodo, but then thought better of it and took out his own Deep Sea Badge, gently imprinting it on the glowing surface of the cylinder.

As if the right key had unlocked the right lock, some runes immediately floated out from the cylinder, followed by a short piece of information flooding into Dago's mind—the third-tier water spell [Tidal Fury].

There is only the spell name, but no corresponding content.

To redeem the complete inheritance, you need to undergo identity verification, and then deduct the corresponding contribution points or spend magic stones.

Dago didn't continue. He looked around, found the entrance to the second level, and went up.

At the top of the spiral staircase, there was a runic array blocking the way, but it did not hinder Dago as he ascended to the second floor of the Spell Treasury.

The second floor also features pillars representing the inheritance, but in far fewer numbers.

Dago randomly selected one to examine; the spell inheritance here had become fourth-order spells that only fourth-ring Dawn Wizards were qualified to learn.

Enough with the chit-chat, let's keep going.

The runic array at the staircase leading from the second to the third floor blocked Dago, signifying that the authority granted by his identity badge had come to an end.

Dago then took out the identity badge given to him by Heliodo and broke the magic circle effortlessly.

As soon as Dago stepped into the third floor of the museum, he heard the sound of the tide. Then, a surge of spiritual energy, as vast and turbulent as the ocean, swept over him. In a daze, Dago saw a vision, as if three endless, deep blue walls of giant waves were slowly rolling towards him.

The Fifth Ring Road!

Dago's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly picked up Heliodo's golden badge and held it in front of him.

The spiritual energy swept lightly in front of him, then quickly withdrew, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

The illusion vanished, and Dago saw a woman with dark hair and wearing a dark blue robe adorned with gold standing in the main hall of the three-story library. She was calmly withdrawing her gaze from him.

Dago lowered his head and walked straight to the passageway on the fourth floor of the museum.

The five-ring witch's spiritual power swept over him once more, "watching" him until he completely left the third floor.

"call--"

Dago stepped onto the floor of the fourth floor of the museum, let out a long breath, and relieved the pressure in his heart.

In the south, fourth-ring wizards are rarely seen, but in the central region, fifth-ring wizards seem to be everywhere.

Perhaps it's because he's currently at Lingjing Lake.

Calm yourself down and look around.

The main hall on the fourth floor of the museum was empty, with only about ten pillars of heritage standing quietly, each one much thicker and more exquisite than the pillars on the first three floors.

Dago approached one and tried to examine it using Heliodo's golden badge, but received a "failure" response.

He couldn't help but frown.

The "permissions" that Heliodor gave him seemed to only grant him the right to enter this place; he didn't even have the right to look up the names of the lineages.

After trying several times with the same result, he gave up and walked in one direction of the main hall.

"The third pillar of inheritance from the far left."

He silently recited the hints Heliodor had given him and slowly walked to the pillar of inheritance for his target.

Upon seeing the condition of the pillar, his eyes involuntarily trembled slightly.

This is a hollow cylinder, unlike any other pillar of inheritance.

At the center of the cylinder, countless tiny runes of light tightly coiled around a deep purple piece, like crystal scales, like chains.

The crystal scales shimmered with tiny, shimmering lights, creating a scene of starry beauty and vastness.

Dago stared blankly as he reached out and tried to touch the mysterious amethyst-like scales through the glowing cylinder.

The instant his fingers touched the cylinder, within Dago's consciousness space, the three spiritual energy crystals that had already successfully inscribed a portion of the [Arcane] runes...

Suddenly, a tremor ran through him, and his aura caused a glass armlet deep within the spatial ring he wore on his finger to tremble as well.

Then it burst forth with unparalleled brilliance!

The amethyst scale inside the cylinder seemed to sense something, and the runic chains on its surface unraveled layer by layer, releasing strange fluctuations that slowly emanated through the cylinder.

"Buzz—"

In an instant, Dago seemed to quietly connect with some ancient power of the same origin.

His consciousness instantly plunged into the boundless sea of ​​stars, his eyes glazed over, only his mouth still murmuring softly.

"Hierado is right."

"Lake of the Spirit Mirror... truly holds the legacy of Isidore!"

at the same time.

Within the secret realm of Lingjing Lake, in a certain space, in a certain secret room.

A tall, handsome young man with long, exquisitely beautiful hair as fine as mithril suddenly awoke from his meditation.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

At this moment, a deep, hazy purple light, like that of the starry sky, burst forth from those silver eyes.