Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 235 - 126: Spiritual Power Purified Once, Talent Increased - 【Lake of Thoughtlessness】! _2

Chapter 235: Chapter 126: Spiritual Power Purified Once, Talent Increased - 【Lake of Thoughtlessness】! _2

On a sunny and breezy afternoon, everything came without warning and yet it all made sense.

On the unseen character panel, the Master Level Proficiency of [Basic Meditation Technique—Clear Sky Realm] silently shifted from 499 to 500.

At the moment of the numerical leap...

"Buzz—"

While deeply immersed in meditation, Ronan suddenly felt a slight tremor within his consciousness space.

A marvelous transformation then began.

The blob of spiritual power in his mind, which resembled a water ball, suddenly collapsed inward, shrinking its volume by nearly two-thirds. Its originally semi-transparent, viscous glue-like color also became murky.

It became more viscous, with even some tiny, scattered particles appearing within it—extremely small crystals of spiritual power.

"Spiritual power purification once..."

Ronan suddenly opened his eyes, and the burst of light in his deep blue eyes illuminated the entire room as if shifting from a dim afternoon to bright noon.

This brightness lasted for nearly half a minute before it slowly faded with the convergence of the light in Ronan’s eyes, returning to normal.

"My spiritual power, the total amount hasn’t changed, but the quality has tripled from before!"

After inspecting the changes from his promotion, Ronan was filled with surprise.

He even saw that on the character panel, under the strength section, the originally marked [Level 1 Official Wizard (100%)] had changed to [Level 1 Official Wizard (101%)].

102, 103, 104...

The progress numbers were still climbing, boosted by various enhancements to spiritual power and meditation aids.

In his mind, the size of spiritual power water blob, which had "shrunk" to one-third, was also rapidly expanding.

Feeling this change, Ronan took a sharp breath, his gaze shaking.

"If this transformation continues, won’t my spiritual power as a Second-level Wizard far exceed that of a typical Late Stage Level 1 Wizard?!"

Ronan did not know what this change would bring him, but without a doubt, it was certainly a good thing.

With twinkling eyes, Ronan pulled out a grey potion from his space ring.

This potion was prepared by Kosti to assist his promotion, its primary function being to aid in purifying the spiritual power, intended to be consumed just before officially advancing to Level 2.

After a moment’s hesitation, Ronan directly gulped down the entire potion.

Closing his eyes, he silently felt the effect of the potion bringing changes to himself...

Moments later, his eyes opened, flickering with an indescribable light.

"Really, it has no effect at all now..."

"After the [Basic Meditation Technique] reached five hundred points in Master Level Proficiency, my spiritual power underwent a thorough purification automatically. After purification, my spiritual power now approaches a solid-liquid hybrid state, terrifyingly pure. The purification potion, which has a huge effect on typical Late Stage Level 1 Wizards, felt just like drinking water..."

Ronan, filled with immense joy, continued to sense the various changes brought about by the upgrade in his Meditation Skill, subconsciously activating the effects of [Clear Sky Realm].

While activating the [Clear Sky Realm] effect, Ronan imagined what enhancements in spiritual power recovery might look like after achieving five hundred points in proficiency.

Unexpectedly,

In the instant of activation...

He suddenly discovered the flickering light points that used to appear in his consciousness space had vanished!

In their place was a huge pure white disc.

The disc emitted a halo, rippling out slowly like ripples.

As the ripples expanded, Ronan felt—

The turmoil, rolling, and arising of various jumbled and chaotic thoughts, emotions, seemed as though frozen by some force, rapidly sinking downward...

All distractions, all emotional fluctuations, were either frozen or smoothed out.

Ronan entered into an unprecedented, absolutely serene, and utterly calm wondrous state.

No thoughts, no desires.

"This is... some kind of ultimate Sage state..."

....

The magic ship, enveloped in the glow of the rune array, broke through dense clouds, resembling a gigantic blue bird or a glowing blue whale, silently cruising high in the sky.

On a deck near the top of the Magic Airship, a middle-aged man with gaunt cheeks, slightly sunken eye sockets, and gray hair tied in small braids stood quietly on the outer platform of the cabin. Intricate white patterns covered the backs of his hands.

He gazed down on the lower deck where low-level wizards stood or sat and indifferently asked the person next to him, "How much longer until we reach White Stone Castle?"

The young crew member beside him behaved extremely reverently and cautiously. He was well aware that this man was one of the few Second-level Wizards on board.

Earlier on the journey, there had been a conflict over a maid between him and another Second-level Wizard; the other party had backed down voluntarily, suggesting this man’s strength among the Second-level Wizards was particularly formidable.

"Three more days, sir.

If nothing unusual happens, we will smoothly arrive at White Stone Ridge by the morning of the third day..."

The crew member replied respectfully.

The middle-aged wizard hummed softly, about to ask about something else, when suddenly the door of a nearby room burst open, releasing an indescribable aura.

Instinctively turning around, the middle-aged wizard felt the presence of spiritual power fluctuations characteristic of a Late Stage Level 1 Wizard emanating from the person who emerged from the room.

Yet these fluctuations seemed somewhat different from those of ordinary Level 1 Wizards.

Just as he was about to investigate, he inadvertently made eye contact.

The middle-aged wizard’s body abruptly froze in place—

What sort of eyes were those?

Pure icy blue, like a lake covered with thick ice.

Devoid of any emotional fluctuation; the epitome of iciness and aloofness.

Eye contact felt like a surging wave of cold air spreading directly through their gazes, bringing shivers that could almost freeze the soul.

The middle-aged Second-level Wizard felt a tingling on his scalp as chills climbed up from his spine to his neck, and fine beads of sweat began to form nearly invisibly at his forehead and temples.

He hardly had a clear view of the owner of those eyes - their appearance, male or female, young or old, tall or short, fat or thin, or even the style of their magic robe - none of it left an impression.

His entire being was captivated by those icy blue eyes.

Only when the owner of the eyes soared from the deck, swiftly breaking through the Rune Array Light Shield of the Magic Airship and disappearing into the vast clouds, did he gradually recover from his nearly compromised state.

"What kind of monstrous person is this?...Is he really just Level 1?..."

The middle-aged wizard murmured incredulously, his face slightly pale. He then hurriedly left the deck without asking the crew member anything further and rushed back to his room, closing the door and keeping to himself.

.....

"Hu hu hu—"

High up in the air, the swift currents stirred by the wind fluttered the strands of hair beside Ronan’s temples and his thin metallic Magic Robe.

Ronan, with his extremely icy blue eyes, stood amidst the clouds. Countless spells were released one after another around him, violently agitating the surrounding clouds like the fierce waves of an angry sea.

Ronan also moved rapidly, continuously changing his position within the clouds. freewebnøvel.com

Upon close observation, one could see that each spell he cast, whether in terms of casting speed or the power of the spells, was far superior to before.

Not only that, the transitions between each spell were seamless, with perfectly timed releases and the spells manifested intricate and minute variations not previously possessed—it was like a grand feast of magical performance!

"Whew!"

Finally, Ronan’s movement abruptly halted, as if his ice-sealed eyes gradually thawed, returning to their original clarity and deep blue.

The frozen emotional fluctuations also began to slowly re-emerge...

Ronan pursued the direction of the Magic Airship, his white hair fluttering, a tremendous radiance bursting forth on his flawless handsome face.

"After purification of spiritual power, casting speed has doubled, the power of spells nearly tripled, and the consumption of spiritual power for casting reduced by half..."

"And entering the ’Clear Sky Realm,’ the efficiency of spiritual power recovery is almost five times that of before! Much better than directly consuming a Second-tier spiritual power recovery potion!"

"The most critical thing is...the transformation in the ’Clear Sky Realm’!!"

That state of being unaffected by any emotion, as if all feelings were deeply frozen and utterly indifferent, supremely calm.

This state now appeared in Ronan’s character panel, under the [Talent] section.

Named—[Lake of Thoughtlessness]!

Activated.