Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 153 - Reunion with Senior

The world can change in an instant.

The transformation of all things happens in a single instant.

In an instant, Wu Chen was transported from the royal secret chamber to a luxurious residence outside the palace of the kings. The time was still midnight, a few seconds later. He was still wearing the same academy mage robes he had left in, still lying on the soft velvet mattress.

My vision returned to clear.

Then——

'Heh—'

weak.

Wu Chen had never felt his body so weak.

It was as if all the blood and bone marrow had been completely drained in an instant; the limbs and bones felt terrifyingly light, as if separated from the soul by a thick wall. Even the soul itself felt like a piece of rotten wood, completely hollowed out by termites!
His hands and feet trembled slightly.

A subtle tingling sensation arises from the fingertips and spreads relentlessly to every corner of the body, penetrating deep into the internal organs like a swarm of ants gnawing at them.

Exhale.

Breathe in.

Close your eyes.

Wu Chen pursed his lips, calculating numbers in his mind.

—One thousand and one, one thousand and two, one thousand and three, one thousand and four…

He knew a trick he'd learned from movies. If he started counting from the thousands, each count would take exactly one second.

His body gradually calmed down, and the weakness caused by the stripping of the World Voice's blessing slowly ceased to torment him like a thousand cuts—a temporary buff being too strong wasn't necessarily a good thing. But thankfully, he still possessed the will and strength to endure this immense disparity.

reciprocal.

—1009, 1008, 1007, 1006…

'call……'

Wu Chen let out a breath.

He got out of bed and put his feet on the ground. The feeling of waning strength still flowed through his body. But now, he had tamed it.

The feet that were stepping on the ground no longer felt like they were stepping on cotton.

He raised his hand and grabbed the sword from the bedside table. Power gradually surged within his arm.

He moved forward, took a step, and swung his sword. His limbs, in this moment, became exceptionally agile—he could clearly sense the length and weight of the sword, and knew the trajectory of each swing, and the target it would strike. And within this light, effortless breath…

A soft sound.

A mosquito was sliced ​​in two by a sharp blade. And just as the two pieces of the insect's body split open and fell, another horizontal slash swept out, cutting the remains into a total of four fragments.

Tianyao is in operation.

His mastery of various martial arts gave him combat skills that would normally require at least ten years of training and battles to acquire.

His steps grew lighter and faster. And silently, a dense magical glow flowed across the blade.

Combat spellcasting, advanced enchanted weapon.

The magic of the Kingdom of Heaven can indeed be used on the land of Mondas. And this is not an asset he purchased with real money, but a power he mastered simply through his own learning.

And beyond that...

Subspace Shield.

A thin shield of power appeared around him. Its effectiveness is yet to be proven, but its physical structure has already materialized. As for how useful it will be, there will be plenty of time to measure that later.

The harvest was pretty good.

Wu Chen lowered his sword. His breathing was now even, and his limbs were stable and full of power. All negative sensations had completely disappeared. Now, he could perform a slightly more difficult task.

Keep your eyes focused on what's ahead.

Perceptual convergence.

Magic gathers, adjusts, and forms a model. Then—

"Dimensional Shift—" The spell was in effect.

A powerful, unbelievable sense of stagnation permeated every corner of my senses at that moment.

And the next moment——

Stagnant.

The magic has ceased. The spell's effect has stopped.

The entire lounge fell into complete stillness in that instant. All operations were interrupted, and a slender yet precise stream of magic silently interrupted Wu Chen's dimensional teleportation spell, smoothing out any potential backlash.

"A very innovative spell model, but the operational logic overemphasizes speed rather than stability. You learned it in a place where the spatial structure is easily interfered with. Dasster."

The stasis has been relieved.

Hera appeared in the lounge without warning, still wearing her wizard's hat, her gaze sweeping over Wu Chen repeatedly. Her pale purple eyes gleamed with intelligence, quickly tinged with astonishment.

"But in Nirn, the Holy Spirit's legal interference is far greater than you imagine. You have no chance of breaking through it until you find your own source and become a high-ranking wizard. And if you try to force it, you will pay the price."

She appeared here.

Her appearance was entirely within Wu Chen's expectations—this was her territory, and there was no reason for her not to keep a close eye on it. But her sudden appearance still felt somewhat...

Wu Chen opened his mouth, feeling as if he were about to say something nonsensical. He felt offended. And now he should…

You should shut up.

"Your robes and gloves bear the marks of time. Hmm, you've been gone for about twenty days. And during those twenty days, you held a high position of power... Your aura has also become much more composed. Hmm, it seems you've experienced your first time. And... the three Alliance Marks. Perhaps I should advise you to learn restraint."

Wu Chen's face flushed crimson. He felt a long-forgotten sense of embarrassment. The slight air of superiority he had cultivated as regent vanished instantly. His first instinct was to raise his hand, to try and stop it.

"This is...this is a private matter!"

"Which one is your personal issue? Do you feel you don't need to exercise restraint?"

"Gu——!"

Wu Chen took a deep breath.

"...Is this a big problem?"

“There are some.” Hera’s gaze continued to sweep over Wu Chen. “Your soul has indeed been developed. Hmm, it has surpassed the realm of twin souls and reached the more excellent prototype of the multi-soul. From this perspective, you already possess some of the qualifications to embark on the path of an archmage. But there is too much chaotic energy on you… Just how many weak souls have you consumed? This mixed and unrefined energy will affect your inner potential.”

Wu Chen opened his mouth. This time, he was genuinely surprised.

The special privileges of being a child god are actually a common phenomenon in Mondas!?
"Surprised?" Hera glanced at him. "The Path of Souls is the path to heaven. But not all archmages can master it... Hmm, your Path of Souls is somewhat unique. You actually use captured souls directly as fuel to ignite and strengthen your own soul, reducing efficiency and minimizing side effects. But exchanging quality for quantity ultimately means mass slaughter... But you don't seem to have much of a whiff of slaughtering your own kind."

"You went to a very interesting annihilation plane, Dust. You have the air of a hero and a king. It seems that the safety of the people in your kingdom is not very good."

Wu Chen's lips twitched.

"...You're making me feel very insecure, Hera-senpai. Can't you be a little..." He tried to make a nonsensical gesture. "...a little more subtle?"

Hera's lips pursed slightly, revealing a subtle smile.

"In my opinion, this is the most suitable way for us to negotiate. I will tell you what I find, as long as you can understand it. I will not hide anything or try to deceive you. Or do you want me to pretend I don't know anything, no matter what I find?"

Terrible.

Wu Chen thought for a moment. The image of Hera scrutinizing him, a silent smile on her face, flashed through his mind—and he immediately shivered, feeling as if he were about to be sold off!

"No need, no need!" Wu Chen cupped his hands in greeting. "Senior, you're just fine the way you are."

He sighed, sensing the magical energy flowing through his body—his maximum magical energy had reached a respectable seven thousand points. According to Nien's standards, anything above three thousand could be considered an elite mid-level wizard. In the past, when he cast the high-level spell Blazing Torrent, he had only consumed a little over five thousand magical energy.

"...I thought I could be considered a high-level wizard. Haven't I reached that level yet?"

"Magic power cap is only one of the conditions for advancement, and it's not even the most important one." She looked at Wu Chen, a questioning glint in her eyes. "It seems you have quite a few things to discuss with me. Would you mind if we went somewhere else?"

What else could Wu Chen say?

He shrugged.

And then, in the next moment, the world changed.

(End of this chapter)