I, a cultivator, have ended up in the wizarding world

Chapter 808 Clues and Reflections

After dealing with the second group of assassins and entering the Conflict Starfield, the journey that followed was much calmer than Jemin had anticipated.

In just over a month, he passed through more than a dozen control zones maintained by small wizarding factions.

These forces are extremely small and cannot be compared to the Norren Workshop.

Most of them only have a few level six wizards in charge, and more often than not, they rely on complicated diplomatic relations to survive in the gaps between the major factions.

That's why they understand better than anyone else how to maximize benefits and minimize harm.

No force would dare to provoke a level six wizard unless they actively seek trouble.

On the contrary, at each supply station, someone would come to greet them.

Inside a supply city built on a floating meteorite, the spacious trading hall is brightly lit.

Hundreds of alchemical materials from different civilizations float in transparent display cases, and the air is filled with the unique aroma of a mixture of potions, minerals and high-energy crystals.

The person in charge of receiving Jemin was a level six wizard with gray hair and beard.

The old man smiled gently: "Mr. Jemin, you're in luck. We happen to have some good materials here recently."

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As he spoke, he gently placed a space expansion bag on the counter.

"These are some materials we've collected in recent years, including a few rather special minerals that are rarely seen within the Federation. You might find them interesting."

Jemin took the mental scan and his eyes brightened slightly.

There was actually a complete piece of illusory silver crystal inside.

The greatest benefit of this material is that it can enhance the adaptability of high-level rune arrays to spatial fluctuations.

He couldn't even find the material in stock inside the Norren Workshop, and if he were to buy it on the Star Ring Federation's magic network, he would need high-level military merits and would need to make a reservation several years in advance.

"Good stuff, how much?"

The old man smiled and waved his hand: "It's not expensive, just follow the federal market price."

"Also, if you have any good potions, you can use them as payment."

Jemin nodded slightly: "That makes sense, that's fine."

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As he spoke, Jemin pulled out a vial of potion emitting a purple glow: "How about this?"

During this time, Jemin collected a large amount of Eastern Purple Qi in the Purgatory Sulfur Plane, concentrated it, and used it as raw material to refine a magic potion that could increase the upper limit of the soul.

The effect is the same as the potion he concocted when he first met Viola, except that the upper limit is greatly increased, and it can even be effective against level six wizards.

"This—that's fine! I wonder how many of these potions you have? We also have quite a few other ingredients here—"

After listening carefully to Jemin's explanation of the potion, the old man's face was filled with surprise.

"—Of course! We can have a good talk."

After understanding what the old man meant, Jieming was momentarily stunned.

His original intention was to give more of these potions in exchange for this material, but from what the other party said, it seemed that they were tacitly agreeing that this tube of potions could be exchanged for this material.

So both Jamie and the old man felt they had made a killing, and in this "win-win" situation, the transaction was completed quickly.

Seeing the wizard's barely suppressed joy, Jemin felt a little strange.

To be honest, Jemin hadn't expected that potions would be so valuable in this lawless place.

Perhaps it's because there are too many logistics wizards in Norren Workshop that it's not yet apparent, but judging from the reactions of these smaller forces, the value of these potions far exceeds his expectations!

Similar incidents occurred repeatedly at the following supply depots.

The abundant harvest also made Jemin slow down his journey for once.

On the one hand, they purchased alchemy materials; on the other hand, they observed the technological systems of different civilizations.

These technological systems that were discovered may not be considered advanced, but the inspiration from the collision of different civilizations still greatly benefited Jemin.

However, the fruitful journey did not blind Jemin; he continued to ponder the question of who was behind it all.

This day.

A public transport spaceship is slowly passing through the void.

Over a hundred years ago, a spatial turbulence transported a multi-racial united combat squad here, leading to the outbreak of...

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A war.

Although the battle ultimately ended with the victory of several wizarding factions in the area, the resulting energy turbulence combined with the unresolved spatial turbulence, affecting spatial teleportation in the region. In the end, the only way to traverse the endless chaotic void was by using this type of spaceship.

on the deck.

Leaning against the railing, Jemin gazed at the fragments of dimensional debris that kept flashing by in the distance—traces left behind by that war.

In the pitch-black void, countless fragments of the world floated like islands, and occasionally, abandoned war fortresses could be seen drifting slowly by in the distance.

Taking advantage of this brief moment, Jieming's consciousness began to recall the information he had previously gathered.

"The person behind the scenes did a very clean job—" Jemin narrowed his eyes slightly.

The person behind the scenes is extremely cautious; all traceable clues, including fate itself, have been deliberately cut off.

None of those involved in the operation could find the mastermind behind it.

Faced with this situation, a normal person would probably feel completely clueless.

But Jemin didn't think so.

Because—being too clean is itself the biggest clue.

In his mental sea, countless deductions unfolded continuously.

The first clue is the fate of those dark wizards who were cut off.

Thinking of this, Jemin slowly closed his eyes, and the threads of fate that had been deliberately severed resurfaced in his mind.

The ability to sever fate at least means that the other party possesses a fate-related wizard.

Or to put it more simply, the other party's power or ability is sufficient to mobilize a level seven wizard who is proficient in the laws of fate.

The reason it's described as level seven instead of level six is ​​because the likelihood of a level six wizard achieving this is extremely low.

The ability to directly sever the thread of fate indicates that the other party has mastered the laws of fate, rather than merely having a basic understanding of it.

The laws of fate are not like the more common laws such as the laws of space or the laws of fire.

Those who can grasp the laws of fate at level six are none other than the most outstanding geniuses in the entire wizarding civilization.

The reason why Jieming was able to grasp the laws of fate at level six was due to the combination of a series of coincidences.

First, he honed his resistance to death through body tempering, then evolved his entropy brain talent through body tempering, coupled with the special nature of his Dao-merging state, and he also barely entered the realm of fate-related knowledge by mutually verifying the knowledge of the two worlds.

In the end, Jemin's head was completely overwhelmed by the almost infinite amount of information, and he risked his soul almost dissipating before he could barely glimpse a corner of the laws of fate.

This experience is impossible to replicate.

Conversely, would a level six wizard with such talent be willing to clean up someone else's mess?

almost impossible.

Therefore, the person behind the scenes is either a level seven fate wizard.

Or—to be able to mobilize a level seven fate wizard to do things for me.

Regardless of the reason, this person's identity is definitely not ordinary.

Thinking of this, a thoughtful look flashed in Jemin's eyes.

"They can mobilize the power of a seventh-level fate-type wizard—yet they're significantly lacking in intelligence gathering?"

Combining the first clue with the information revealed by the black wizard during his first and second encounters, he arrived at the second clue: intelligence.

The other side doesn't seem to have enough information about itself.

This is somewhat intriguing.

Jemin slowly raised his right hand, and a screen of light appeared in his palm.

The above automatically compiled all the intelligence and understanding the enemy demonstrated about themselves during those two attacks.

Newly promoted to Level 6.

Alchemy Master.

A talisman literature expert.

Technicians —

That's all; there's no knowledge whatsoever about their actual combat strength or fighting style.

As Jemin looked at this information, a smile crept onto his lips.

"That's too little."

The other party's understanding of me is ridiculously limited.

Because—all of the above information was deliberately revealed by him along the way!

As mentioned earlier, ever since Jemin learned of the existence of the Dark Wizard, he has subconsciously wanted to seduce him.

Therefore, the above information is deliberately displayed at the boundary points of the edge each time.

It's normal for a dark wizard to be able to gather this kind of intelligence, but considering the power level of the person behind it all, this is far from good.

Jemin has never deliberately concealed his strength; in fact, it could be said that a great deal of information about his combat abilities has been widely circulated.

A little investigation will reveal quite a bit.

Although not everyone can access this information, with a little time, you can always find clues.

However, judging from their actions, it seems that the other side has not found out any information about them.

Why?

Jemin tapped the railing lightly with his fingertips.

An answer naturally emerged.

Given the other party's ability to mobilize a level seven fate-related wizard, it's impossible that they couldn't find out.

Then the only possibility is that it's too late.

The person behind the scenes suddenly decided to take action against me for some reason.

Therefore, the first batch of black wizards could only be sent out to probe and gather intelligence on the battle, and then a second, more precise attack could be planned based on the data collected.

"That makes things simpler." Jemin let out a long sigh.

Since the other party didn't have time to investigate, it means they hadn't paid any attention to me before.

In other words, the idea of ​​attacking himself was only recently formed.

The only thing that has recently drawn attention to me is that invitation.

Jemin gazed into the distance.

In the void, a massive artificial star, serving as a lighthouse, is slowly rising.

Pale golden light spilled onto the deck of the airship, but Jemin's own light grew ever deeper.

"The other party is not from within the Federation."

If the person behind this is from the Star Ring Federation, even with limited time, the investigation shouldn't have only reached this level.

There is a lot of publicly available information about him within the federal government; you can find some of it no matter what.

The fact that the other party did not indicate that their ability to obtain internal federal intelligence is weak.

So—the answer is becoming increasingly obvious.

Jemin chuckled softly: "They only decided to kill me after the news spread that I could attend the academic exchange conference. In other words, the person behind it is most likely in this academic exchange conference."

"Hehe—in that case, the invitation that was sent out so late actually helped me out."

The airship slowly passed through a void storm, its deck trembling slightly.

Jemin, however, remained standing there as if he were oblivious, pondering a third possible clue.

purpose.

Every action needs a purpose.

This is especially true for wizards.

The most direct concern regarding this academic exchange conference is, of course, self-interest.

Taking action because of sufficiently large benefits is also in line with the behavior logic of wizards.

But thinking of this, Jemin frowned instead.

Interests — there are too many related goals.

Leaving aside the blood sacrifice method, the industrial scope affected by the technology of the self-stabilizing field adjustment protocol alone is ridiculously large.

It has driven the development of the entire stability field, but it has also harmed the interests of many people who rely on old technologies.

What's more troublesome is that those who later developed derivative technologies based on this agreement also had a reason to kill him.

According to the knowledge contract of the wizarding civilization, as long as the creator of the original technology is still alive, every time the derivative technology is used, a portion of the benefits will be automatically distributed to the source.

With Jemin dead, many interests will be redistributed.

Thinking about this, Jemin couldn't help but scratch his head: "If I think about it this way, it seems like I have a lot of enemies."

This is not good news.

Of course, this conclusion is based on the premise that the second clue is true.

In addition, there is another possibility: the first group of dark wizards were not actually gathering intelligence, but rather deliberately creating a smokescreen to mislead their reasoning.

Unfortunately, in Jemin's opinion, this possibility is also very high.

Wizards are creatures who love to play the game of misleading people.

"So we can't rule out that possibility either." Jemin nodded slightly. "Since there are too few existing clues, we should actively seek out new ones."

He then raised his hand to unfold the star map, his gaze settling on his next destination.

That was a scarlet area on the map—the Shattered Bone Corridor.

A danger icon was also marked next to it:

[Long-term penetration of reflection dimension nodes]

Jemin tapped the railing unconsciously with his fingers, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Now it's my turn to make a move."

For the vast majority of wizards, the Shattered Bone Corridor is a forbidden zone they would never willingly approach.

But for Jemin, it was quite the opposite.

Because of the penetration of the reflection dimension, this area is actually his natural home ground.

The venue has been decided; now it's up to the other party to make their choice.

Regardless of the other party's choice, even if they choose not to take action, they will still reveal certain information.

Jemin closed the map and looked up into the distance.

Ahead of the spaceship, a long, narrow, dark area gradually came into view.

Countless shattered continents floated among them, and dark spatial rifts crisscrossed the area. Occasionally, pale purple energy lightning could be seen flashing from the depths of the rifts.

The Shattered Bone Corridor.

finally reached.

Jemin slowly straightened up, his robes fluttering gently in the air.

His gaze was calm as still water.

"bring it on."

"Let me see—your choice."

(I'm still feeling a bit unwell, so this is the only chapter for today.)

(I still need to pay attention to exercise. I went out to help a friend with some chores, and unexpectedly ended up lying down — (“m”∠)一.)