Wizard: My skills can be upgraded indefinitely.

The light in the passage faded, and Ian stepped out.

He was sent directly to Silvermoon Highlands by his teacher, where the chaotic yet orderly atmosphere filled his nostrils, a stark contrast to the monotonous scent of the White Tower world.

When he left three years ago, the place was crowded due to war mobilization, but it has changed dramatically since then.

The entire highlands were more bustling than ever before, with a constant stream of people on the streets, many of whom were unfamiliar faces. The number of patrolling moon elves had also increased considerably.

Ian withdrew his gaze and walked towards Luna Peak.

Gaga perched on his shoulder, its silver eyes darting around, and dark gold patterns faintly visible among its black fur.

Its head darted back and forth like a rattle-drum, and its mouth opened several times, but in the end it couldn't resist.

"It's so lively," it muttered softly, its wingtip brushing against Ian's earlobe. "Much more lively than the White Tower World."

Kerrigan walked half a step behind Ian, her gaze sweeping over the buildings on either side, her expression calm.

Ahead, a familiar silver light flew over and condensed into a slender figure in front of them.

The Elf King personally greeted them, but her aura was far more powerful than it had been three years ago.

Ian was shocked. Serafina had already condensed an immortal soul and broken through to the sixth level of the Radiant Sun.

"Elder Marcus, welcome back."

Serafina stopped three steps in front of Ian and turned to point in the direction of the World Tree.

"Come with me, the Holy Tree has been waiting for you for a long time."

Her gaze swept over Kerrigan and Gaga behind Ian, and she nodded slightly.

The two walked side by side toward the core area of ​​Silvermoon Highlands. The moon elves they passed along the way stopped to pay their respects. The chief elder of the Silvermoon Council was highly recognizable among the moon elves.

The closer you get to the core area, the stronger the life force in the air becomes.

The roots of the World Tree spread far underground, releasing life-giving energy that nourished the entire Silvermoon Highlands, filling the air with a faint fragrance of grass and trees.

Passing through the last grove of silver leaves, the World Tree came into view, a massive, verdant giant standing quietly, its canopy shading the entire highlands.

A beam of emerald light slowly condensed, transforming into the figure of a tall, slender woman.

A mature face, a dignified and profound temperament, and eyes that contain endless wisdom and warmth.

"You're finally back." Azshara's voice was gentle, and a smile appeared on her face.

Ian sighed slightly, "Yeah, we're finally back."

Gaga jumped off Ian's shoulder and landed on a thick tree root nearby. It tilted its head and looked at Azshara with a hint of affection in its eyes.

"Lord Azshara, it's been a long time." Caw caw flapped its wings twice.

"The White Pagoda World is so boring, there's not even a grilled fish I could get."

Azshara tilted her head slightly, her emerald eyes lingering on Gaga for a moment.

"Little one, you've changed quite a bit," she chuckled. "Shadow and order coexisting... This is the first time I've ever seen anything like it in all my years."

"Of course." Gaga raised its head, its tail held high.

Kerrigan stood to the side and gave Azshara a slight bow.

"Hello, Kerrigan, your aura... has surpassed mine." Azshara's expression was somewhat solemn.

Kerrigan did not respond, but simply lowered her chin slightly.

Azshara withdrew her gaze and looked back at Ian. "It's been three years. It seems you've all made great progress."

"Thanks to the teacher's care," Ian sighed.

He disappeared without a trace three years ago. At first, only Azshara noticed, but as the battlefield changed rapidly, things gradually became clear.

Azshara tilted her head slightly, her gaze fixed on the distance.

"A lot has changed in the past three years. I'll tell you the important things."

Her voice returned to calm after it had become gentle.

"The Void Zerg's territory has been fully controlled by the Alliance, and all the super-energy veins have been discovered. This war is the most glorious victory for the Wizard Civilization."

She paused for a moment, then said, "What truly changed the landscape was the purple associated minerals."

Purple Ore Essence has the special effect of unlimited soul enhancement. Previously, it was extremely scarce throughout the alliance and could only be supplied to a very small number of high-ranking members.

Even a level 2 wizard with some strength can now obtain a small amount of purple ore through alliance quests.

The breakthrough rate across the entire alliance territory has seen a dramatic surge over the past three years.

However, not everyone enjoys the benefits of this war; many people were lost there forever during previous wars.

Some, though they didn't die, suffered serious injuries, such as High Priest Karendil.

A shadow crossed Serafina's eyes. "The High Priest woke up a long time ago, but he suffered from aftereffects."

His cultivation level has dropped to the early stage of the Radiant Moon realm, and he is currently recuperating and will not be able to recover in the short term.

Ian remained silent for a moment, inwardly sighing at the man's bad luck.

"What about the rest of the parliament?"

At this moment, Serafina slightly raised her chin, with a hint of undisguised pride.

"In the third year after you left, I went into seclusion and gained insight into the 'transformation of life and death,' officially advancing to the sixth level of Bright Sun."

Ian smiled and said, "Congratulations."

With two Sunbeams now in charge, the Silvermoon Council has become the most sought-after force in the Alliance.

Not only the Silvermoon Council, but other forces have also seen veteran Radiant Moon warriors break through to the next level, and the number of newly promoted Throne-level powerhouses is twice that of the past ten thousand years.

Azshara looked at Ian with a smile: "And you are the key to all of this."

She gently raised her hand, and a bright green orb appeared, landing in Ian's palm. A complete account was sealed within the orb.

This is a list of the profits from the super-energy crystal mines that Azshara helped Ian compile, including the Alliance's rewards, and the amount is enormous.

Ian put the emerald green orb into his personal space without examining it closely.

Serafina and Azshara exchanged a glance.

"Ian, your identity as the Witch King's disciple is no secret among the Alliance's higher-ups."

Some mid- to low-level wizards spread even more outrageous rumors. Some said he was the reincarnation of the Wizard King, some said he possessed ancient artifacts, and some even swore that he could kill a level six wizard with one hand.

Azshara chuckled, "You're a big shot in the entire Alliance now; it'll be hard for you to keep a low profile from now on."

Ian rubbed his temples. The news of being accepted as a disciple by his teacher was probably spread by the other two Witch Kings.

"There's one more thing." Azshara turned slightly, looking towards the outer edge of Silvermoon Highlands, her expression becoming serious.

"The power balance within the alliance has changed. The prestige of the forces that performed well in the war has soared, but some forces are declining due to heavy losses or poor performance. Friction between the old and new forces has begun to emerge, but it has not yet become public."

She turned her gaze back to Ian.

"You've come back at just the right time. With your current reputation, you're bound to be someone all the powers want to win over. You need to be careful."

Ian remained silent for a while. With his current strength and status, even a Level 6 Sun-level expert wouldn't dare to offend him.

The only people he was somewhat wary of were the True Spirit Wizards and the two Witch Kings whose motives were unclear.

He didn't know why these two people were helping him spread his fame. Was this something the teacher allowed?

"I understand. Thank you for telling me this."

Azshara smiled slightly, and the emerald light gradually faded. "Take care of your own affairs first. Contact me if you need anything."

Ian continued toward Luna Peak; his old followers should have arrived by now.

On Moon Goddess Peak, silver moonlight poured down like water, and several figures were already waiting at the summit.

Edel stood there, her back straight, her aura completely different from three years ago; she had broken through to the third level of wizardry.

Ysera's aura has also changed. Three years ago, she was already at the peak of level four, just one step away from level five, Radiant Moon.

After switching to the wizarding system, her foundation was completely shattered and rebuilt. Her strength declined in the short term, but her foundation was more than one level more solid than before.

"He'll break through soon too." Ian glanced at her and silently made his judgment.

"Thank you for your hard work over the past three years."

"Working for adults isn't hard work," the two replied in unison, bowing their heads.

"The Xuanhuang Chamber of Commerce operates across the continent and has established more than thirty trading hubs..." Adele began her report with a capable tone.

"The Marcus family's expansion is also within a controllable range. The influence of Shadowmoon Tower has already surpassed that of the Silver Ring, and Lord Morton has already touched the threshold of Morning Star..."

Ian listened quietly, but his thoughts kept wandering, and he suddenly felt a sense of loss.

After Adel and the other woman finished their report, Ian waved his hand, his tone indifferent. "Okay, you two go ahead and get back to work."

Eda paused, said nothing, but bowed slightly and led Ysera down the mountain.

At dusk, at the end of the stone steps on the east side of Moon Goddess Peak, a slender figure stood at the edge of the Silver Leaf Forest.

Moonlight filtered through the leaves and fell on her, revealing her in a deep blue robe and her long hair tied in a neat ponytail.

Malena.

Kerrigan glanced at Ian, then led Gaga to the other side of the summit.

Gaga looked back and seemed about to greet Malena, but then held back.

On Mount Luna, only Ian remained.

He stood there, gazing at the figure at the end of the stone steps.

The moonlight cast a long shadow of Malena onto the ground of the Silverleaf Forest, where it swayed slightly.

She wore a new dark blue robe today, and her long hair was still tied in a ponytail. But her fingers were clasped in front of her, and she still looked somewhat nervous.

Having served as the vice dean of Shadowmoon Tower for three years, he never frowned when faced with reports from hundreds of wizards.

But now, facing the man on the stone steps, she found her heart beating very fast.

He had hardly changed, except for his golden eyes, which shone like two melting stars.

"You haven't changed at all," Malena said first.

She herself didn't know why her first words were like that. If she didn't say something lighthearted, she was afraid she would turn around and run away the next second.

"Except for his eyes," she added, her gaze lingering for a moment on his golden pupils before shifting to the silver-leaved tree beside him, as if she were looking at something else.

Ian paused for a moment, then a bright smile spread across his face. "You've changed quite a bit."

"What has changed?"

"You've gained weight."

Malena was taken aback, then realized what he meant and glared at him fiercely.

She sighed inwardly. Ian had really changed; he wouldn't have spoken like this before.

"You've gained weight."

Malena was taken aback, then realized what he meant and glared at him fiercely.

She sighed inwardly. Ian had really changed; he wouldn't have spoken like this before.

But this actually put her at ease, and the distance caused by being apart for so long melted away considerably.

The moonlight quietly shone between the two, and the occasional chirping of insects could be heard from the silver-leaved forest.

"I heard... you spent three years in the Witch King's world." Malena's voice softened. "Are you alright now?"

"It's alright, don't worry about me." Ian felt a warmth in his heart. Everyone else felt that being a disciple of the Witch King was an honor, but only Malena was worried.

"Are you really alright?"

"real."

She finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked down at the stone steps beneath her feet, and the moonlight cast a small patch of silvery light on the top of her hair.

"Six years have passed in the blink of an eye. Time flies." Her voice was soft, and her eyes were somewhat unfocused.

"How's the Alchemy Tree?" Ian asked somewhat awkwardly, trying to lighten the mood.

Speaking of them, Malena smiled. "They're all doing well. The sapling has borne two more fruits, though they're quite mischievous, always teasing the apprentices in the nursery."

She paused for a moment. "But Lucy and the others miss you and Gaga a lot, and they keep asking to come see you."

The two chatted casually about the past, and Ian's mind completely relaxed, his previous agitation disappearing without a trace.

After a while, Ian took out a crystal from his personal space and handed it to Malena.

"This is the primary purification formula for purple ore, and it also contains some breakthrough experiences that I have compiled."

"You're at the peak of level two now, you'll need it soon."

Marlena did not refuse. She took the jade slip and sensed the rules and patterns sealed inside. Each one represented the insights of a fifth-level wizard.

She didn't examine it, but simply held it in her hand, her eyes slightly brightening. "I won't stand on ceremony with you either."

Ian then took out a bright green token. "This is a pass to Silvermoon Highlands. You can come find me anytime from now on."

Malena's heart skipped a beat. She took the token, examined it, and recognized it as a top-level pass.

She didn't say thank you, nor did she say it back at the Shadowmoon Tower, fearing that if she did, she would say more than just those two words.

A creaking sound came from deep within the silver leaf forest. It was too far away to hear clearly, but the words "grilled fish" could be vaguely discerned.

Marlena's lips unconsciously curved into a smile; the little one was still so greedy.

The night wind rustled through the silver leaves, and the moonlight gradually blurred the shadows of the two people together.

On Moon Goddess Peak, all was quiet and peaceful.

In the distance, the verdant glow of the World Tree intertwined with the moonlight, enveloping the entire Silvermoon Highlands in a soft halo.