Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 47 Changes in the Times

The terrifying mental pressure caused a gravitational anomaly, with dust flying in the square and stones floating in mid-air.

Jin Sili's strength is beyond imagination; her total mental power is among the top in the world, even among super-class spellcasters!

It far surpasses Tai'an at this time.

Fortunately, Tai'an is in a state of perfect tranquility, which allows it to withstand pressure with ease and remain calm even when facing a collapsing mountain.

The blonde woman's face was incredibly ashamed. She simply couldn't believe that she had given it her all and still couldn't conceive. There was nothing more absurd or outrageous than this.

It's important to know that she doesn't just look young. As a true long-lived Sun Elf, not a so-called hybrid, she is now over three hundred years old, and her strength is only one step away from the Saint Realm.

The vast majority of people in the branch, including Alice, Youmu, and Funes, who are all elderly people in their seventies, eighties, or even hundreds of years old, are just juniors!

Gargamel was a figure from a particular era.

"I refuse to believe that hundreds of years of cultivation would be a useless illusion..."

The blonde, mature woman's eyes burned with an indescribable obsession and fanaticism, and the pressure of her mage hand was so great that it shattered the rocks beneath the young boy's feet. The entire branch trembled, as if an earthquake had struck.

However, Tai'an remained completely unmoved.

"Kinsilly, what are you doing? Stop right now!" Gargamel, the three-eyed raven, circled above the dueling arena, cawing angrily.

Instantly, Kim Sylvie deflated like a punctured balloon: "I'm accompanying the children to their dueling lessons!"

"You bully the weak, using all your strength, and you still can't defeat a newly enrolled wizard. Aren't you ashamed?" The Three-Eyed Raven looked at him with disdain and bluntly exposed his shortcomings.

"With the changing times and the emergence of new technologies, how could I possibly fight against the tide of fate!" Jin Sili muttered dejectedly in defense.

Tai'an jumped off the stage at the opportune moment: "Mentor, you won, be happy."

"Hehe..." The blonde mature woman chuckled wryly. The little kid's exquisite finishing touch was almost too much for her nearly three-hundred-year-old face, causing a strange heat to rise within her.

"Xiao An, you're really amazing! Even your mentor can't do anything with you!" Yin Yue's eyes narrowed into crescent moons as she hooked her arm around Tai An's neck from behind.

Dorothy, Leona, and Fu, three pretty little girls, also cast admiring glances their way.

A powerful man will always easily gain the admiration of the opposite sex. Moreover, Tai'an also has the added advantage of good looks and family background.

"Xiao An, what's the name of your special mental energy shield?" Jin Sili finally managed to compose herself and asked with a stern face.

Tai'an initially considered using the name "Tears of Rupert," but then thought better of it—there was no Rupert on Orlan Star—"Let's call it 'Eternal Tears'."

"It is indeed a vivid description, but it's a duplicate name! The legendary Tears of Eternity, once consumed, will cause one to sleep for ten thousand years, witnessing the changes of the next era," Jin Sili solemnly informed her.

"Tears of Dawn!" Tai'an had no intention of revealing his true identity.

"The Dawn's Tear Shield is indeed a great idea. You can apply for a patent with the Spellcasters' Guild and legally charge for your knowledge. If enough people remember your achievements, you might have a chance to enter the Temple of the Holy Spirit in the future."

"Holy Spirit Temple?" Tai'an asked, puzzled, repeating the key name.

"Legend has it that this is a divine artifact from the beginning of time, a colossal palace crafted entirely of gold, the final resting place of the heroes of the Holy Land, a distant ideal realm." A look of longing unconsciously appeared on Jin Sili's face. Even elves have a day when their lifespan ends. Entering the Holy Spirit Temple is, in a sense, equivalent to immortality. At crucial moments of change in past eras, the Holy Spirits would gain physical bodies and come to the present world.

The three-eyed raven circling overhead scoffed disdainfully: "Liars, all liars! There's no such thing as a free lunch. It's just imprisoning your soul as a servant, so you won't even find peace in death."

Ignoring the Three-Eyed Raven, Jin Sili looked at Tai An with a serious expression: "I will help write a letter of recommendation."

"Mentor, I need to think about it."

The Dawn's Tears shield is a crucial trump card at this stage.

The key point is that Tai'an is confident that no one can simulate the internal structure in a short time. Unlike a diamond-shaped shield, its shape cannot be easily simulated.

While making money by handing over patents is a good option, he doesn't feel the need for extra income or the burden of a good reputation.

"Of course, you can contact me anytime."

"Master, I'm mentally exhausted and need to go home and rest!"

"Please go ahead..."

Tai'an swaggered away amidst envious glances from many.

Jin Sili wasn't surprised; she felt she was just a hair's breadth away from breaking the Dawn's Tears shield.

The current situation merely confirms the speculation.

How could anyone withstand such a barrage of attacks without suffering any damage?

"This kid is such a good actor! I thought he was far from reaching his limit," the blonde woman thought to herself, shaking her head.

The three-eyed crow watched the boy go, its eyes conveying a thoughtful, anthropomorphic expression.

University Hospital.

Aglaia had a persistent high fever and lay in bed in a daze.

Last night's life-saving potion did indeed have a good effect. However, replenishing vital energy cannot directly cure the illness.

Hua Yun took some time to check on the patient's condition, placing her delicate hand on Aglaia's forehead.

"You should inform your family as soon as possible. At the very least, someone should deliver your meals on time every day. Your condition will worsen in the next few days, and it is possible that you will lose the ability to take care of yourself."

"My friend came by..." Aglaia opened a drawer in the wardrobe, gesturing to the bamboo food box inside.

Hua Yun nodded gently: "Only by eating three meals a day and maintaining sufficient nutrition can you recover as quickly as possible."

Thank you for your concern.

Hua Yun nodded slightly, then turned and left.

Aglaia struggled to sit up, half-sitting on the edge of the bed.

I picked up the water glass from the cabinet, unscrewed the cap, and started gulping down water. Before I knew it, the glass was empty.

Aglaia was about to go get some water and also to the toilet. As she stood up, her vision blurred, and she nearly fell. Fortunately, she braced herself against the wall.

The tea-haired girl let out a weak sigh.

That said, this wasn't the first time I'd had a fever in my life. Each time, I'd just relied on willpower to hold on until the fever subsided, and I considered myself experienced enough to know it wasn't a big deal.

Aglaia walked slowly down the corridor, holding a glass of water tightly in both hands.

Thank you to Ms. Hua Yun for helping me buy it at the college store. She plans to keep it safe and keep it as a keepsake...

A familiar figure appeared before me.

A round, black-and-white bear-man wearing blue denim overalls, carrying a food box, said: "Hi! Young master wants me to bring you food? Please give me yesterday's food box."

"Butler." A pure smile bloomed on Aglaia's face.

He really hadn't forgotten himself...

"By the way, my name is Mussofi. I don't think I introduced myself to you last time we met."

"My name is Aglaia..."

(End of this chapter)