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"Gah!"

A drawn-out yawn came from the side.

Ian turned his head and saw Gaga sprawled on the sofa, belly up, wings spread out, sleeping like a lump of mud.

Next to the small thing, five living fruits are lined up in a row.

The fruit, which had been wilted, now had a green sheen on its surface, as if it had reabsorbed moisture, but it was not yet round enough.

"Hmm... Ian, you're awake?"

Gaga rolled over, rubbed its eyes with its little paws, and asked, "Finished meditating, huh?"

"Hmm." Ian stood up, stretching his stiff neck. "How are they?"

"Much better!"

The quack fluttered its wings and flew to his shoulder, its little eyes fixed on the five fruits.

"I've been feeding them a drop of the 'Star Dew' you brought back last time, and they're much more energetic now, look..."

It stretched out its little paw and poked Lucy on the far left.

The little claws of the squeaky paws poked Lucy's smooth skin, startling the silvery-white fruit awake.

Two leaves suddenly stood up, like the ears of a startled little animal.

"Don't, don't poke me!"

Lucy's voice was soft and gentle, still groggy from just waking up, and a faint silver sheen appeared on the fruit peel.

It rolled to the side to avoid Gaga's claws, but ended up bumping into Vivian next to it.

"Ouch! Lucy, why did you bump into me!" Vivian was jolted by the impact.

"Gaga poked me first..." Lucy muttered aggrievedly.

The five fruits huddled together, their silvery tendrils intertwined, like a group of small animals huddling together for warmth.

Their peels are less shiny than they were a few days ago, but they are still far from regaining their previous crystal-clear appearance.

Benben slowly raised a silver beard and touched Ian's trouser leg, his voice weak and listless: "Hungry..."

The other four fruits immediately turned to look at Ian.

Although he had no eyes, Ian could clearly feel five resentful gazes falling on him.

Ian's lips twitched slightly as he took out a small jade bottle from his dimensional ring and uncorked it.

A cool, grassy scent wafted out, mixed with a faint, crisp aroma of starlight.

This is the [Star Dew] that he just exchanged from the Star Treasury a few days ago. It is formed by collecting morning dew after it condenses at the point of the densest starlight, and contains pure life energy.

The leaves of all five fruits instantly stood up!

"Yes, that's the taste!"

Rice Grain cried out in surprise, its whiskers trembling with excitement.

"Slurp..." Amy made a soft swallowing sound.

Ian crouched down and tilted the jade bottle. Five crystal-clear dewdrops, shimmering with a faint starlight, slowly dripped down, landing precisely on the tips of the leaves of each fruit.

The moment the dew seeped into the leaves, the fruits trembled in unison and let out a satisfied whimper.

The silver sheen on the fruit peel brightened noticeably, like parched land being nourished by a clear spring.

"Hmm..." ..."

Lucy's leaves unfurled comfortably, her voice languid.

Vivian rolled around, letting the dew-covered leaves absorb the moisture evenly, and muttered to herself.

"Although the Demon King consumed our essence... the compensation he gave was quite good..."

"That's right!" Rice Grain chimed in.

"But he was inhaling so fast... I felt like I was turning into a dried-out fruit..."

Ian reached out and gently touched the smooth skin of the rice grain.

The little fruit instinctively wanted to dodge, but hesitated for a moment and then let him stroke it, extending its fine whiskers to entwine around his fingertips.

"It won't happen again," Ian said softly, his tone gentle.

They played a significant role in helping his body transform to level two, but these fruits are no longer very useful.

"Really?" the five fruits asked in unison, their voices full of anticipation.

"Really." Ian nodded, then took out a few thumb-sized pieces of blood essence from his ring and placed them next to the ring.

"I'll save these as snacks and absorb them slowly."

"Wow!"

The fruits immediately swarmed around it, and the silver whiskers emerged, carefully curling the blood essence around itself, like a child receiving a beloved candy.

Gaga perched on Ian's shoulder, its little eyes fixed on the few pieces of blood essence, making a "gurgling" sound in its throat.

But unusually, it didn't snatch it; it merely curled its lip and said, "Hmph, this king doesn't care for such low-grade blood essence..."

Lucy looked up at Gaga in a soft voice.

"Gaga, thank you for the blood essence you gave me last time..."

The other four fruits nodded in agreement.

Vivian added, "Although you usually bully us... you showed some conscience that time."

Gaga immediately raised its little head high, its wings trembled involuntarily, and it tried to put on a disdainful look.

"I...I only did that because I pitied you! I wasn't trying to be kind to you!"

But its shifty eyes betrayed it.

Ian watched this scene with a hint of a smile in his eyes.

"Hey hey, tell me what's been going on outside lately."

The quack fluttered its wings and landed beside him, scratching its head with its little paws and starting to count on its fingers.

"There's a lot of news! First and foremost, the Crimson Court and the Withering Council have lifted their underground warrants for you!"

Ian raised an eyebrow: "They withdrew?"

"Mmm!" Gaga nodded vigorously, her little eyes sparkling.

"Sister Alyvia went to a high-level wizard gathering a few days ago. I heard that there seems to be internal strife in the Crimson faction. Several powerful elders are fighting over resources and don't have time to care about you."

Regarding the Withering Council... the Tower Master personally sent a warning letter.

It imitated the tower master's deep, authoritative voice, lowering its voice.

"The people of Shadowmoon Tower are not someone you can touch." That's roughly the gist of what he said!

Ian paused for a moment, then tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

They withdrew?

It's probably not that simple.

Several crystallized seeds of the Crimson Royal Court died at his hands, as did the Withering Council. How could such a grudge be forgotten so easily?

More likely, these two companies simply don't have the manpower available right now, or... they're waiting for a better opportunity.

For example, wait until he leaves the protected area of ​​Shadowmoon Tower.

"Anything else?" Ian asked.

"And there's a letter from your family!"

Gaga pulled a wax-sealed parchment scroll from the feathers and handed it to Ian.

"It was sent by Robert; he said it was urgent."

Ian broke the wax seal and unfolded the parchment scroll.

The handwriting is that of the father, Latour; the strokes are strong, but you can tell that he wrote it in a hurry.

The letter was brief. After quickly reading it, he slowly rolled up the parchment, a pale golden flame igniting at his fingertips, burning the letter to ashes.

Ashes scattered and fell onto the cold ground.

He did not reply or give any instructions.

Just as he had arranged before leaving the family, the path had been paved, and how far they could go was up to them.

Latour's advancement to a first-level bloodline wizard and his beginning to integrate surrounding forces is both a good thing and inevitable.

With the resources he left behind, if they can't even do this much, then this family isn't worth supporting.

However... expanding too quickly may not be a good thing.

Ian's eyes darkened slightly.

The rules of the wizarding world have always been cruel. Weakness is the original sin, but being too conspicuous is also a path to death.

Latour has only just been promoted one level, yet he dares to annex three kingdoms at the same time. This boldness is admirable, but it also carries a hint of danger.

"I hope you can handle things properly..." Ian muttered to himself.

"Gah? Ian, what did you say?" Gah asked, tilting his head.

"Nothing," Ian shook his head, suppressing his thoughts. "Any other news?"

Gaga scratched its feathers, then suddenly remembered something, and its little eyes lit up.

"Oh, right! Sister Alyvia came by yesterday and said the ruins over at the Endless Sea are about to open!"

"The Ruins of the Endless Sea?" Ian's eyes flickered.

"Mmm!" Gaga nodded vigorously.

She said that the ruins open once every few hundred years, and each time they attract many organizations, including the Crimson, the Withered, the Silver Ring, and even other continental forces.

This time it seems particularly lively; it's said that some 'ancient heritage' is about to be revealed deep within the ruins...

It paused, then lowered its voice.

"Sister Alyvia asked me to ask you if you're interested in going?"

She said if you want to go, she can help you get a spot, but you have to decide quickly because spots are very competitive!

Ian fell silent.

My fingers unconsciously touched the dimensional ring, the cool touch making my thoughts clearer.

The ruins of the Endless Sea... He had indeed seen related records in the Star Treasury's travelogue.

It was an ancient ruin submerged in the depths of the endless sea, said to be left behind by a civilization that was wiped out during the great war between the wizarding world and the abyss.

Each time it is opened, a large number of ancient relics, incomplete inheritances, and various rare materials will emerge.

But it is also extremely dangerous.

The travelogue records that of the more than 300 level one and above wizards who entered last time the site was opened, less than half returned.

Among them were several Level 2 Crystallized Wizards who perished.

Opportunity and death coexist.

"When will the monument open?" Ian asked.

"About six months left," Gaga said.

"Sister Alyvia said that if you want to go, it's best to leave a month in advance, because the Endless Sea is very far away and you have to pass through several dangerous areas along the way."

Four months...

Ian closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the depths of his mind.

The star chart hangs high, radiating a soft glow. The entire spiritual sea is covered with a thin layer of crystal-clear ice, like frost flowers on a winter window.

Level: 74.2%

His progress was very slow, even though it was the result of his unlimited drug use and meditation.

Ian opened his eyes, and a golden glint flashed deep in his pupils, so fast it was like an illusion.

It's impossible to significantly improve one's cultivation level again in just six months.

But in the projected world...

Due to the difference in the rate of time flow, ten years pass in the continent of Alan.

Ten years is enough time for "Li Xing" to reach full physical form and even attempt to break through to the Manifestation Saint rank...

Once the bloodline is fully awakened, a deeper stellar inheritance is obtained...

That insight, fed back to his body, was enough to bring about a qualitative change in his understanding of gravity magic!

By then, he might be able to optimize the [Gravity Collapse Sphere] to near perfection before his promotion!

"Huh? Ian, are you going or not?"

Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, Gaga couldn't help but pat his shoulder with its wing.

Ian snapped out of his daze, looked at Gaga's expectant little eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Tell Alyvia," he said slowly, his voice calm yet carrying a certain certainty.

"I'll reserve the spot for now and think about it."

"There's still six months left, no rush."

Ian ignored their reactions and sensed the altar underground.

Deep within the vortex, it seemed as if another starry sky was reflected.

Under that starry sky, Li Yao was leading thirteen rune apprentices, struggling forward across the wasteland.