Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 238 Find Me Ten Years Later

The best use of Earth Spirit Elixir is actually to refine Marrow Cleansing Pills. It can turn an average martial artist into a rare genius.

However, Tai'an's physical constitution had already reached an extraordinary level, so taking the Marrow Cleansing Pill would have no effect. Therefore, there was no need to go through the trouble of refining it; he could simply drink the raw materials directly.

Besides enhancing one's cultivation aptitude, the greatest benefit of Earth Spirit Fluid is increasing affinity with natural energy.

Tai'an carefully uncorked the bottle and drank half of it in one gulp, showing no intention of saving. He believed that resources should be used on oneself, and there was no such thing as waste.

Silently sensing the subtle changes occurring in my body, I felt the speed at which I absorbed natural energy increase.

Entering the state of fullness will inevitably shorten the speed at which one reaches the state of immortality. The time has entered the ten-second range for the first time, and it feels like there is still room for improvement.

The maids learned of Tai'an's sudden return.

Little Fish, Aria, and Annie arrived at the Sector Dormitory before sunset.

The young girl exchanged furtive glances with the young master, secretly hoping that something special would happen between them.

Tai'an's gaze swept over the scantily clad maids: "It's not safe outside lately, so don't wander around at night."

"Yes, young master!" The three bowed in unison.

Little Fish is in charge of going out to buy groceries and cooking. Thanks to the training from the housekeeper, Mussophie, she is now able to skillfully use the oven to make decent white bread, along with some everyday fruits.

Anne was in charge of hygiene and tidiness. Her duties included washing clothes, mopping the floor, and wiping the windows.

Arya is the youngest, only eleven years old. She is responsible for taking care of the Three-Eyed Raven and assisting with other tasks.

Tai'an checked the qualifications of the three maids, and they were all just ordinary people, which was very regrettable.

Gus's younger sister, Little Fish, seemed to have some hope, but she was too old, and it was too late. Not everyone is like Aglaia, who had the ambition to become a professional from a young age.

"Young master, could you give me a child?"

Xiaoyu thought Tai'an was easy to talk to, so she found a rare opportunity to be alone with him and made an unreasonable request.

Tai'an paused slightly, gazing into the expectant eyes of the black-haired girl. He neither scolded nor refused: "Taking care of a child alone will be very troublesome."

"Please believe me, it's definitely possible." Little Fish's cheeks flushed with excitement.

"If you haven't changed your mind in ten years, come find me again." Tai'an left behind a thought-provoking statement before announcing that he would be taking some time to cultivate in peace.

It wasn't a complete seclusion; the main focus was on developing the human-immortal state, so safety wasn't a major concern.

Night falls.

A grand and spectacular operation to expel the supernatural beings unfolds in the capital.

As the city with the largest population in the Violet Kingdom, the various negative emotions unconsciously emitted by its millions of residents are a bizarre and irresistible feast.

As the two worlds continue to intersect, the situation becomes increasingly severe.

The kingdom's leadership fears the strange calamity might escalate into a demonic invasion. In reality, the situation is likely to be even more severe.

The Ghost Festival is not a national holiday exclusive to the Violet Kingdom. The Eastern Continent, and even the planet Oran, will be affected.

The live stream suddenly added more than ten channels, broadcasting the bizarre disaster in major cities across the kingdom, including large cities in neighboring countries. The three maids watching the program turned slightly pale.

The programs kept changing, and each one was terrifying and bizarre in some way.

Suddenly, Alia's face lit up with joy: "Sister's drawing live!"

Aglaia of the Night's Watch patrol rose to fame. With her rare holy battle aura, she could not only effectively expel the supernatural but also purify the negative energy within her victims, earning widespread praise. She even attracted an exclusive interview from a news agency reporter.

The live stream, viewed from a first-person perspective, shows a figure engulfed in pure white flames engaging in a bizarre battle with a morning glory.

Its appearance is exactly as its name suggests: a giant trumpet flower as tall as a person, with pink and white petals as its garment, and a beautiful young girl's head growing from the bud. Twelve emerald green vines replace limbs for walking and attacking.

The girl closed her eyes, as if she had fallen asleep.

Aglaia's gaze turned grave; the strange phenomenon before her brought her an oppressive feeling akin to hellfire. An ordinary elite swordsman would be no match for it.

The inscribed sword, Divine Judgment, is swung in a slashing motion. The lithe figure and skillful swordsmanship are wielded against an opponent with bizarre, inhuman agility.

The evenly matched battle significantly boosted viewership. News reporters excitedly provided commentary on the battle.

"Can a girl be this amazing?" Xiaoyu asked with envy.

Aglaia seemed to be only a few years older than him, but she was more capable than his brother Guts. A perfect girl who combined beauty and strength, she was undoubtedly someone to admire and yearn for.

A pure white aura swept across the girl's smooth cheek, leaving a wound from which black blood flowed. Her peaceful sleeping face suddenly contorted into a grotesque grimace, and her eyelids snapped open. Her eyes, showing only the whites of her pupils, amplified the terrifying aura emanating from her.

"I'm going to kill you!"

The battle intensified, and the trumpet flower strangely added two more tentacles at once, launching a frenzied attack.

They thought they could quickly defeat Aglaia, but instead suffered a heavy blow due to a decrease in flexibility.

Divine invocation, breathing techniques.

Aglaia's physical abilities suddenly increased dramatically, and she gracefully moved through the tentacles. Her longsword thrust straight in, and pure white flames pierced through the trumpet flower's eerie body.

A strong aura of negative energy spread in all directions. Even from dozens of meters away, the reporters felt a bone-chilling cold.

The morning glory stared at Aglaia with a strange and venomous gaze, and a large amount of black mist began to rise from its body, just like a piece of dry ice melting rapidly.

"I will come back..."

The surging divine battle aura tore through the ground beneath their feet. The two extremely opposing forces collided with a deafening roar.

Aglaia delivered the finishing blow without hesitation, securing the victory.

Viewers watching the live stream cheered and applauded.

"Sister won!" Aria kept jumping up from the sofa.

Aglaia stood quietly in the center of the battlefield. In the instant she killed the monster, she seemed to have gained something extraordinary. It wasn't physical, but spiritual. She had felt something similar every time she killed a monster before, but it was very subtle, unlike this time when it was so obvious.

The fact that killing monsters drops soul fragments has long been little known.

The reason is that powerful and bizarre entities are too rare. The drops of ordinary bizarre entities are insignificant unless you accumulate a hundred times the number, which might slightly increase the awakening probability. The effect is not as good as a soul sacrifice ritual or emotional stimulation.

In fact, it's not just the killing that's bizarre; killing ordinary life forms has a similar effect. Many powerful individuals who enjoy killing are essentially doing so to become stronger.

Aglaia sheathed her inscribed sword and leaped into the air, attempting to kill more of the strange beings to prove her suspicions. Her figure, engulfed in pure white flames, swiftly disappeared into the night.

(End of this chapter)