Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 41 The Road Ahead

Smoke and dust filled the air.

The eggshell-shaped mud barrier was charred black on the outside. Cracks spread, and it instantly collapsed into pieces of rubble.

The Hundred Flowers Swordsman still stood unharmed in the center of the arena, her clothes neat and her light golden hair not disheveled.

The powerful dragon breath couldn't even break through the outermost layer of defense.

The professionals in the audience were all amazed by the rock fortress's powerful defenses, truly worthy of being a high-level spell.

"Forbidden air!"

The Hundred Flowers Swordsman raised his demonic sword, locking onto a target in the air.

The bipedal dragon struggled to flap its wings, trying to break free from the traction. However, it faced only two options: take off and leave the arena, or make a forced landing to engage in battle.

Sir Augustus Dragon chose the latter.

The two-legged dragon descended from the sky in an orderly fashion.

The black-armored warrior standing on the dragon's back was surrounded by black flames. This rare dark-attribute battle aura possessed corrosive and armor-piercing properties, making the wounds it caused extremely difficult to heal.

Augurans raised the inscribed sword, black flames swirling around its blade.

Amplified by the weapon, the black aura suddenly surged several times over, perfectly covering the wyvern's body.

Man and rider become one!

attack!

The bipedal dragon roared, flapping its wings and charging forward on its powerful hind legs. The behemoth, weighing six or seven tons, was awe-inspiring; the ground trembled slightly…

"Kill him! Augustus!"

"You absolutely cannot lose..."

The frenzied shouts of countless gamblers pierced the sky.

Tai'an is glad it's in a high position; otherwise, it would surely be subjected to a barrage of criticism.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between them closed.

Silver flames burned around the Hundred Flowers Swordsman Tinyham, and the even rarer Silver Radiance Battle Aura possessed spell-breaking properties, making him a nemesis of spellcasters.

Two powerhouses locked in a fierce battle!

Dragon Knight launched a frontal assault, while Hundred Flowers Swordsmen roamed around looking for opportunities, resulting in a fierce battle.

Anyone with eyes could see that although the Hundred Flowers Swordsmen were at a disadvantage in terms of momentum, they completely controlled the initiative in the battle, and Sir Dragon was simply helpless against them.

"Knights are only suitable for large-scale battles on the front lines!" Taian thought to himself with a strange sense of melancholy.

The greatsword, wreathed in black flames, swept across the arena, leaving it in ruins.

The Hundred Flowers Swordsman's figure transformed into a blurry, illusory silhouette, indistinguishable to the naked eye.

The two-legged dragon flapped its wings and soared into the sky, once again exhaling with all its might.

The illusions have all shattered!

The next second, a figure broke through the dust that rose up.

The Hundred Flowers Swordsman gracefully leaped into the air, the silver aura of her inscribed sword surging, its length visually estimated to be at least five meters. The blade traced a beautiful arc through the air, easily tearing through the aura and scales covering the two-legged dragon.

The wyvern lost focus and went out of control, plummeting from the sky and crashing heavily to the ground.

Sir Dragon had no choice but to abandon his mount, leap from his riding position, and create distance between himself and his opponent.

The scales of victory are gradually tipping.

The Hundred Flowers Swordsman, whose entire body is covered in buff spells, is far superior to Dragon Knight in close combat.

The result of the match was simply that Sir Long persisted for more than ten rounds before finally having no choice but to surrender and admit defeat.

Having witnessed the entire battle, Tai'an had many questions. The biggest one was why the wyvern fell without any resistance. The injuries caused by its aura alone should not have been enough to kill a powerful wyvern.

While queuing to exchange gambling vouchers, I overheard the people in front of me talking.

"Silver Radiance Battle Qi will inflict a mental shock upon impact, causing the opponent to lose control of their body."

"Tiniham's strength is truly outrageous. Sir Dragon is considered a top expert among elites, yet he suffered such a crushing defeat..."

"Dual cultivation of magic and martial arts allows one to adopt appropriate tactics to gain an advantage in any situation, making them the most unbeatable among their peers. However, because their energy is spread out, it is difficult to reach the peak in both fields, thus the gains do not outweigh the losses."

The gambling staff collected the gold vouchers, counted out nine gold coins, and handed them over to Tai'an.

People around them exchanging lottery tickets cast envious glances.

Few people have the financial means to buy gold certificates; most buy a few silver certificates and try their luck.

"Dude, you've struck it rich!"

Nine gold coins—that's more than the life savings of many families in the capital, enough for them to eat, drink, and have fun for several years.

Tai'an glanced coldly at the skinny man who was trying to get close to him. He knew without a doubt that the man was greedy and wanted a share of the profits from others' windfall.

It's like a hyena seeing a lion catch its prey and sidling up to eat the scraps. If you're not strong enough, it might even try to steal it.

He felt there was no need to pay attention to it and disappeared in a flash.

After a few more uneventful battles, the arena was nearing the end of its business hours as 10 p.m. approached.

The audience gradually left the stands.

Tai'an walked down the street with his hands behind his back, lost in thought. The battle of the Hundred Flowers Swordsman had given him some inspiration. Continuously stacking buff spells could also bring about an all-around improvement.

Currently, his strength growth has almost stagnated. Before the new cultivator memory fragments are unlocked, Tai'an wants to find a way to improve himself.

The path to immortality in cultivation is so clear that its end can be seen at a glance.

He continuously shortened the entry time, from initially needing to adapt, to only being able to enter once every few days, and then to less than once a day. Now, he can enter in less than thirty seconds.

Although it can't be activated instantly, if you keep deliberately replenishing magic essence to maintain it, the duration has almost no upper limit!

However, Tai'an did not remain in a state of divine perfection indefinitely. This was due to potential long-term side effects.

If the initial side effects are alienation and pain caused by the erosion of natural energy...

So the current side effect is natural assimilation.

The longer one remains in a state of immortality, the more indifferent one's emotions become, like an immortal who does not eat or drink. One gradually loses emotions and desires, and even loses the ability to think and analyze, relying entirely on instinct.

This state naturally has many advantages in dealing with enemies. No amount of hidden malice can escape the perception of the immortal state, and those who attempt to ambush will be met with a head-on blow.

In life…

Tai'an sighed dejectedly.

Abandoning all emotions to pursue the elusive path to immortality? He truly couldn't do it.

There are too many beautiful things and attachments in the secular world that he cannot let go of. Perhaps a hundred years later, after his family has passed away, he will consider completely shutting down his emotions and becoming without desires.

The boy paused, looking at the clock hands at the top of the clock tower.

10:15.

The long night has just begun…

Nightingale Road.

The streets reeked of alcohol and women's perfume. Couples walked arm-in-arm. Some lay unconscious on the street, drunk.

The karaoke bars and dance halls were in a frenzy all night, with pink and purple lights flashing alternately.

The luxuriously decorated Night Elf House is openly located by the roadside, with road signs along the way indicating the distance and direction.

Tai'an coldly rejected the advances of several streetwalkers, trying to find the location of the Night No Return Auction House on his own.

(End of this chapter)