Chapter 1636: 0380 Everyone is overjoyed with the exchange of magical brains, the Undead Festival brings another Divine Fruit! (Long Chapter asking for monthly tickets and subscriptions)_3
With his potential, had it not been for the organizationâs nurturing, acquiring a primordial soul would not have been easy.
Now, his Soul Artifact was destroyed, and his spiritual origin was severely damaged; it would take him hundreds of years to recover.
He recited an incantation, and ripples appeared in the Void, reflecting a figure within them.
This figure sat before a crumbling, deteriorating plane, his body covered with venomous snakes.
"What do you seek from me, Number Twenty-Three?"
"Number Twenty-Three" was the code name of the Grey Robe Wizard.
He was the twenty-third assassin trained by the organization to master the Flying Secret Sword Flow.
The Grey Robe Wizard spoke with a respectful tone, slightly lacking in confidence,
"Lord Snake Master... I have failed."
Upon hearing this, the figure on the other side showed no surprise and said,
"I understand, it was just a test. Youâve only recently reached Level 6, and Master Fire Dragon, a genius who seems like a nomadic wizard, surely has a powerful backer... You havenât exposed your whereabouts, have you? Why do you look so weary?"
The Grey Robe Wizard said,
"I am currently safe. I missed my target and retreated a thousand miles away. I encountered a formidable opponent who... he actually crushed my Soul Artifact with his bare hands! My spiritual force has been damaged, and my combat strength has plummeted for the time being."
The Snake Envoy frowned and stated,
"Although your Soul Artifact was a standard issue from the organization and not a top-quality product, it shouldnât have been crushed so easily. How strong was this person?"
The Grey Robe Wizard replied,
"He seemed to be an ordinary Sixth-Circle body-refining wizard."
The Snake Envoy pondered aloud,
"Could he be from the Ocean Abyss Alliance? Iâll ask the âwalkerâ over there to check if thereâs anyone who fits the description. For now, donât attempt to assassinate Master Fire Dragon. I will arrange for a new Wizard Tool for you. Once you are accustomed to it and your strength has somewhat recovered, head to the Midland Continent and assassinate Gandaph."
The Grey Robe Wizard harbored some psychological shadows upon hearing this.
"What if Gandaph also has a Sixth-level Treasure protecting him? Surely thereâs a powerful figure from the Wizard World backing him too?"
The Snake Envoy said,
"No rush on this matter. Moreover, youâll have someone collaborating with you by then. If you two âwalkersâ canât kill a Fifth-Circle Wizard, then donât call yourself one of my âKomodo Snakesâ."
Within the organization, the hierarchy was strict; Level 6 could be called âwalkerâ, and Level 7 could be termed âemissaryâ.
"Komodo Snake" was a powerful Level 7 entity and the ruler of a medium-sized plane.
The Grey Robe Wizard quickly responded,
"Rest assured, Lord Snake Master, I will surely complete the mission this time."
After ending the communication, the Grey Robe Wizard wore a worried expression.
"These Fifth-Circle Wizards canât be gauged by ordinary standards... each one is protected by top-grade Wizard Tools or rare treasures."
...
Star Sea.
On a picturesque island filled with the sounds of birds and the scent of flowers, three figures descended.
It was two women and the Holy Infant.
Alexandra laughed,
"This is a private island I previously purchased, which is very convenient whether going to Star Tower or to the Twelve Wizard Cities... Here, I doubt that assassin would dare to come again. Master, letâs conduct our lessons here."
Elsie looked cool but felt immensely excited inside.
"With the Masterâs guidance, mastering the Ninth Talent is within reach."
The Holy Infant mused,
"Queen indeed is wealthy, such an island isnât cheap, you know, every inch of land in the Star Sea is incredibly valuable, I can hardly bear to buy."
Alexandra rolled her eyes,
"Master being modest again, you are much wealthier than me."
Elsie said,
"Letâs not delay, letâs start our lesson."
The Holy Infant nodded.
Together, they established two shelters on the island.
One for the two women, and one for the Holy Infant.
After setting up their arrays, they began their cultivation journey.
Next, the Holy Infant would continue his previous weapon-making orders while teaching the two women sword control.
Having Alexandra, a happy-go-lucky humorous woman, made the lonely island a place of endless joy.
...
Witchâs Family.
In a white robe and full of vigor, Levi arrived at the small witchâs shop.
Celia, sensing the vast Spiritual force, asked,
"Senior Levi? Have you achieved your primordial soul?"
Levi laughed,
"Not yet."
Celia hummed, seemingly unconvinced,
"Then when you do achieve your primordial soul, donât forget to invite Celia to the ceremony! I love lively events, and with your talent, it wonât be far off."
Levi said helplessly,
"What am I, the Flower Witch achieved her primordial soul at three hundred years old."
Celia responded,
"Donât be so hard on yourself, Senior. I feel you are not less than Senior Elena. Oh, by the way, I heard about a major auction recently, and it seems theyâll have items you need."
Leviâs face lit up as he took the intelligence from Celia and patted her shoulder,
"Keep it up, Celia, I wish you an early Fifth-Circle."
Watching Levi disappear,
Celia touched her shoulder, still feeling his encouragement,
"Senior certainly knows how to comfort people."
In the square,
Levi absorbed the intelligence.
"In a year, the Realm of Hell, Howling Wilderness, Undead Festival grand revelry, the Giant Tavern auction..."
Levi smiled,
"With my nearly four hundred million Aether Stones, I should have enough to bid."
Primordial soul wizards are wealthy, but even many Sixth-Circle wizards might not have cash flow like Leviâs.
Levi had gathered endless resources in the ancient tower, allowing him to save up Aether Stones like a hoarder.
"Now that Iâm also Level 6, the Six-Ring Magic Wand I picked up earlier can be sold in the black market for cash, just in case I run short at the auction."