A noun entry: Wizard

"Three hundred and forty-seven first-tier Dream Clan members, one hundred and sixteen second-tier Dream Clan members, and ten third-tier Dream Clan members."

"Each first-tier Dream Clan corpse is worth one hundred contribution points, a second-tier corpse is worth one thousand, and a third-tier corpse is worth ten thousand."

"The total contribution is 250,700."

Inside the Wizard's Fortress, after Russell breached the Dream Clan's fortress, the contribution of the Dream Clan corpses had been tallied and distributed to Russell.

"The complete spiritual core sample you submitted is worth 500 contribution points for Tier 1, 5,000 for Tier 2, and 50,000 for Tier 3 due to its scarcity."

"How much contribution points do you wish to exchange?" asked a first-tier wizard in charge of miscellaneous tasks at the wizard fortress respectfully.

The man before us is a ruthless individual who single-handedly destroyed the Dream Clan's fortress.

In just a few years, he became a second-tier wizard.

The future is boundless.

"Let's round it up. I'll sell three hundred Tier 1 and one hundred Tier 2." Russell estimated his research costs.

"That's a total of 900,700 contribution points. Please accept this." The wizard from the miscellaneous affairs office said, his voice trembling.

Nearly a million in contributions in total!

He was a certified wizard, but no matter how hard he tried to accumulate merit throughout his long life, he could not obtain so much!

Russell nodded. "Nine hundred thousand in contributions?"

It seems I can buy more of the research materials I've been eyeing.

For Russell, contributions are just a number; if he wants more, he just needs to take a trip to the Dream Clan's territory.

The passionate Dreamers will help Russell maximize his contributions.

In fact, for a third-tier wizard, contribution is just a number.

As an elder of the Wizarding Association, is it difficult for you to obtain any rare materials?

What they value are some of the Wizarding Association's most prized possessions, treasures that cannot be obtained through contributions.

Just like now.

Haimer proactively summoned Russell.

"You breached the Dream Clan's fortress, sold a complete Dream Clan core that is of great research value, and many elders are optimistic about your potential."

"As decided by the roundtable meeting, you will be given a true treasure."

Haimer said mysteriously.

"A real treasure?" Russell became interested.

Russell knew very well that the so-called breaching of the Dream Clan fortress and the completion of the Dream Clan core could be accomplished with just a few hundred thousand contribution points.

The majority of those who truly benefited were the elders, who valued his talent.

The decision was made to make the investment.

"You are now a second-tier wizard, in the process of awakening the Wizarding Light. This treasure can amplify your mental power and help you awaken faster."

Haimer handed Russell a cotton wristband.

The wristband was quite ordinary; the cotton fabric was somewhat dirty and faded, no longer pure white, and stained with a few drops of blood.

It doesn't look like a treasure at all.

"Russell put on the wristbands and instantly felt a strange power growing within him, which he had not yet awakened."

He carefully sensed it, and it seemed that the power was everywhere, yet he also felt that he had not discovered anything at all.

"You felt the power of your soul, didn't you?"

Haimer smiled and said, "This is a power different from the soul and spirit. It is located inside the human body, seemingly existing yet not existing, somewhere between being and non-being."

"Take a closer look, and you'll discover even more."

"This cotton wristband is a treasure left over from ancient times. The bloodstains on it are the blood of a powerful spiritual wizard."

"Simply wear it on your wrist, and the power of your blood will resonate with the power of your soul."

"The blood of a mind wizard."

Russell raised his hand, looking at the unremarkable cotton wristband, finding it hard to believe that a few drops of blood could possess such power.

What level of attainment did that spiritual wizard reach?

Seventh rank? Probably more than that.

It is estimated to be an eighth-order being.

Unlike wizard apprentices who only see significant improvement after reaching the first rank and third-rank wizards who only reach the fourth rank, wizards at the seventh rank experience a different level of improvement after reaching the seventh rank.

Each advancement in rank can trap and kill countless strong individuals of the same rank, but once a breakthrough is achieved, the improvement is terrifying.

However, countless seventh-tier beings, even with incredibly long lifespans, are unable to advance to the eighth tier.

Throughout the history of the wizarding world, there have been many eighth-tier wizards, and this mind wizard is probably one of them.

As for ninth-tier wizards?

That's impossible.

There is only one ninth-tier wizard, and that is the first True Spirit Wizard, a powerful being even more ancient than the ancient times.

He is the founder of the entire wizarding system!

Unfortunately, even such powerful figures gradually disappeared into the long river of history.

Who can live forever?

Even gods who are said to be immortal and indestructible will one day see their divine kingdoms decay and collapse, and their divine fire dim and go out.

Russell snapped out of his reverie. The power of the mind was indeed wondrous; he had almost become immersed in it, lost in a state of sorrow and reflection.

He wouldn't normally do that.

According to Russell, the seventh tier corresponds to the Golden Legend, the eighth tier to the Red Epic, and the ninth tier to the Colored Myth.

When he's covered in colorful mythological terms, is he still afraid of not becoming a ninth-tier being?

Furthermore, according to Russell's speculation, there may even be more powerful entries above the colored mythology.

In other words, the ninth level is still not the end.

There's a much longer road ahead for him to explore... no, wait.

Russell frowned slightly, and after recovering from his emotional state, he fell into anticipation for the future.

"Your mind is constantly resonating with the 'blood of the mind wizard,' so it's normal for your emotions to be amplified."

Haimer smiled and said, "You'll get used to it; it's a kind of practice too."

Bertrand Russell understood the principle of giving up something to gain something.

Moreover, the minor side effect of amplifying emotions is still more beneficial than harmful compared to the benefits of a cotton wristband.

"Perhaps we can use relevant spells to suppress it, such as 'Mechanized Mind'."

Russell seemed to be deep in thought, then bid farewell to Haimer and left.

Back in his room, Russell immediately spent a hefty amount of money to airfreight a batch of rare materials from the Wizarding Association.

This method was taught to him by a first-tier wizard from the miscellaneous affairs department.

Because this behavior occupies space on the airship, it requires a significant contribution.

But for Russell, who had just earned 900,000 in contributions, this was nothing at all.

With a wave of his hand, he ordered, "Get it moving!"

In Russell's view, things that can be solved by spending money are not really problems.

It's well worth making a small contribution in exchange for being able to start research six months earlier.

Russell didn't have to wait long; the materials were delivered to him in just half a month.

Russell directly began his research into mental power and willpower, spending a small portion of his time continuing to refine soul magic.

When I'm tired, I study spatial elements to refresh my mind.

Only when he reached his limit would Russell choose to go out for a walk and gaze upon the Dream Clan's territory.

His current task has become guarding the "Original Dream Clan Fortress".

Who made Russell so much better than Haimer at dealing with the Dream Clan?

This went on for several months.

then.

It got dark.