Wizard: My skills can be upgraded indefinitely.

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked outside.

On the streets of Shadowmoon Tower, apprentices were still hurrying by, a few vendors were hawking their wares, and the sound of blacksmiths hammering metal could be heard in the distance.

Everything is the same as before.

But Ian knew things were different now.

From this day forward, his name will be known throughout the entire Angra Ring.

The Crimson Court, the Withered Council, and all the smaller powers... will remember him.

"Heh, then remember that."

He turned around, walked back to the table, and began to pack up his spoils.

I'm going to check out Xingku again tomorrow.

There's also the construction of the Abyss Altar, and the comprehension of the [Phase Weaving Soul Technique]...

There's still a lot to do.

The next morning, Ian's identity token lit up.

A pale blue light flowed across the surface of the token, eventually coalescing into a line of small characters:

[Your privileges have been upgraded to Core Elder level. The Star Vault is now open. Please register today.]

Ian put away the token, changed into a clean robe, and went out.

The Star Treasury is located next to the main Wizard Tower; it is a slightly shorter secondary tower and is not part of the main tower.

It is made entirely of dark gray boulders, and its surface is covered with dense protective runes.

Ian walked to the tower gate, where two guards in silver-gray armor stopped him.

"identity."

Ian showed the token.

The guard took it, examined it carefully, and then scanned the token with a crystal. After confirming that it was correct, he respectfully returned it.

"Elder Marcus, please come in."

The tower gate slowly opened.

Inside is a spiral staircase leading upwards, with a luminous crystal embedded in the wall at intervals, emitting a soft white light.

Ian went up the stairs.

The stairs were very long; it took about five minutes to reach the top floor.

The top floor is a circular hall with a high dome painted with starry sky patterns, the stars twinkling as if slowly rotating.

In the center of the hall sat an elderly man with white hair, looking down at a thick book.

Hearing footsteps, the old man looked up.

"Ian Marcus?" His voice was old, but clear.

"it's me."

The old man closed the book and stood up.

He was short and somewhat hunched over, wearing a faded gray robe, but his eyes were bright, like two polished obsidian stones.

"I am the guardian of the Star Treasury. You can call me Old Rod," the old man said. "Come with me."

He turned and walked to one side of the hall.

There was a heavy metal door with intricate rune engravings on it.

Old Rod reached out and placed his hand on the door.

His spiritual energy surged from his palm, flowing along the lines of the runes. One by one, the runes on the door lit up, and finally, with a "click," the door opened.

The world beyond the door is vast, seemingly rebuilt from a broken demiplane.

When Ian walked in, the first thing he saw was a book.

Countless books.

The bookshelves stretched from floor to ceiling, as dense as a forest, crammed with books of all kinds of materials.

Made of parchment, wood, stone, bone, and even strung together metal sheets...

The air was filled with a faint scent of ink and old paper.

"The Star Treasury is divided into three zones," Old Rod said as he walked.

"Area One is the Knowledge Zone, which stores all the witchcraft knowledge, historical records, experimental notes, and so on collected by Shadowmoon Tower."

"The second area is the materials area, where rare materials, monster parts, ores, herbs, and so on are stored."

"The third area is the miscellaneous area, where magical equipment, rune arrays, alchemical artifacts, and so on are stored."

He stopped and looked at Ian.

"You have permission to access all areas, but you need to register each time you borrow or take something, and return or replace it with items of equal value within a certain period."

"Understood." Ian nodded.

"Then take a look for yourself." Old Rod pointed inside. "Call me if you need anything."

After he finished speaking, he turned around, walked back to the door, sat down again, and opened the book to continue reading.

Ian stood still and glanced at the sea of ​​books.

Instead of rushing to flip through the books, he went to the materials section first.

The Materials Zone is located deep within the Star Vault, smaller than the Knowledge Zone, but equally magnificent.

Rows of wooden shelves are neatly arranged, displaying various crystal bottles, jade boxes, and metal cases.

Each container has a label that lists the name and characteristics of the materials inside.

Ian walked slowly by, his gaze sweeping over the labels.

Dragon's Blood Grass, aged 300 years, is suitable for blood-activating medicines.

Meteorite iron, originating from meteorites from outer space, possesses extremely high hardness and is suitable for forging weapons.

The molted skin of the Abyss Worm possesses spatial properties and can be used to craft storage equipment.

……

There are many good things.

But Ian came today mainly for two things.

Flawless Magic Stones, and several core materials needed to construct the Abyss Altar.

He searched for about half an hour and finally found the Flawless Magic Stone on a shelf in a corner.

They were three fist-sized crystals, completely transparent, with a milky white energy halo flowing inside, like liquid moonlight.

The label reads: [Flawless Magic Stone (Magic Crystal), 99.9% energy purity, suitable for high-level rune arrays, alchemy enchanting, and charging of level 2 and above sorcery...]

Ian reached out and took one of them.

It feels warm and heavy in the hand.

You can feel the surging energy inside.

"This is it."

He searched the vicinity again and found several auxiliary materials needed to construct the Abyss Altar.

"This is it."

He searched the vicinity again and found several auxiliary materials needed to construct the Abyss Altar.

Void dust, unfixed iron, and a palm-sized abyssal crystal.

After getting everything, he headed to the miscellaneous items section of Zone 3.

The miscellaneous section is the smallest, with only a few dozen display cases.

Each display case contained a piece of witchcraft equipment: a staff, inner armor, a ring, and several other oddly shaped items.

Ian glanced at them and found that there were very few second-tier magical artifacts, and none of them were suitable for him.

He looked down on first-tier magical tools, some of which were even inferior to his own magical arts.

He currently has [Ring of Layers], [Crystal Energy Barrier], and attacks with [Frost Ray] and [Gravity Collapse Sphere], so he doesn't lack equipment for the time being.

These equipment will soon become obsolete and unable to keep up with his increasing strength, which is a pure waste of magic stones.

He turned and went back to the Knowledge Zone, which was the true essence of the Star Treasury.

Ian walked up to a bookshelf and randomly picked out a book.

The book is titled "Principles of Constructing a Second-Level Wizardry Model".

He flipped through a few pages, which explained in detail how the witchcraft model was upgraded, expanded, and solidified from level one to level two...

It was profound, but it was useful to him.

Ian then pulled out a few more books: "Characteristics and Applications of Crystallized Spiritual Power," "An Initial Exploration of Phase Space Theory," "A Compendium of Abyssal Creatures," and so on.

"These are all good things. If I hadn't performed well in the Sleeping Palace, I wouldn't have had any access to these."

He was excited and stuffed them all into the dimensional ring.

Anyway, I have enough permissions, so I can borrow as much as I want.

Finally, he walked to a separate bookshelf.

This bookshelf is smaller than the others, with only a dozen or so books on it, but the covers of each book are very old, and some are even damaged.

Ian glanced at the label.

The Complete Starry Night Festival

Shadowmoon Legacy: Star Trail Wizarding Notes

Morton's Essays (Excerpt)

Detailed Explanation of the Power Distribution on the Continent of Anoria

……

Ian's eyes brightened even more.

"The meditation method doesn't need to be completed yet; let's focus on what's most important right now."

He reached out and took down the book, "The Essays of Morton, the Tower Master".

The book is not thick, only a few dozen pages, the paper is yellowed, and the edges are already frayed.

He turned to the first page.

It was written in messy handwriting:

[After secondary crystallization, what's next?]

Anoria is merely an overseas island in the wizarding world, a corner of its eastern coast.

The true continent must be traversed across the endless sea to reveal the magnificent vastness of the wizarding world.

However, the sea voyage is long and fraught with danger; only a second-level wizard should venture forth.

……

Ian turned the pages one by one.

It records Morton Tower Master's insights after advancing to the second level, his speculations about higher realms, and his description of the limitations of this continent.

After finishing reading, he closed the book and let out a long sigh.

It turned out to be the case.

The continent of Anoria is truly just a corner of the wizarding world.

Level 2 wizards are already top-tier here, and Level 3 grand wizards are even rarer.

To go further, one must leave the island and venture into a wider world.

But leaving also means danger.

In the endless depths of the sea, there are terrifying sea monsters, bizarre weather, and unknown forces...

Unfortunately, the tower master did not provide any information about his travels in the central continent, seemingly intentionally concealing something.

"Looks like I need to start preparing soon," Ian muttered to himself.

He put away the book and walked towards the door.

Old Rod was still sitting there reading when he heard footsteps and looked up.

"Have you made your choice?"

"Hmm." Ian took out the selected materials and books and placed them on the table.

Old Rod glanced at them, his gaze lingering on the three flawless magic stones for a moment, but he didn't ask any further questions.

He took out a register and began to record.

"Three flawless magic stones, one bottle of void dust, one piece of undetermined iron, one piece of abyssal crystal..."

"Books such as 'The Principles of Constructing a Second-Level Wizardry Model,' 'The Characteristics and Applications of Crystallized Spiritual Power,' 'An Initial Exploration of Phase Space Theory,' 'An Illustrated Guide to Abyssal Creatures,' and 'The Notes of Tower Master Morton'..."

As he wrote, he said, "Materials need to be returned or replaced with items of equal value within three months, and books need to be returned within six months."

"Thank you, I understand."

After registering, Old Rod pushed the things back to Ian.

"Oh, right," he suddenly said, "the tower master wants you to go see him after you're done with your work."

Ian was taken aback. "Now?"

"Yes, he's waiting for you at the top of the main tower."

Ian packed his things, nodded, and turned to leave the Star Vault.

"I've never encountered a level three archmage before, so I need to be careful."

He had vaguely heard that the current tower master, Morton, was the most talented and ambitious person in the Shadowmoon Tower in its nearly 1,000-year history.

In the previous war with the Crimson Court, at a crucial moment, they decisively defeated the Crimson Lord, suppressing their usual arrogance.

Following the directions, Ian arrived at the top floor of the main tower, a place he had never been before and was not entitled to visit.

This place is even more spacious than the Star Treasury, consisting of only one huge circular room.

In the center of the room was a stone table and two chairs.

An old man dressed in a simple gray robe came out.

Morton, the Eye of the Stars.