Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

The woman casually picked up the cloth bag and handed it to Dago.

Dago took it with difficulty, hoisted it onto his shoulder, and remained calm on the surface.

Dargo walked out of the bakery amidst the women's subtle smiles.

"This strength is embarrassing. Oh well, next I'll go to the wizard's hall in town and report that damned, unscrupulous merchant."

On the street, Dago muttered something to himself.

Then, he huffed and puffed as he carried the flour sack toward the most luxurious building on the side of the main road.

As soon as he entered, he headed towards the counter where matters concerning first-level wizard apprentices were handled.

He came here before, when he bought meditation materials.

Under the surprised gaze of the saleswoman, he unloaded the flour from his shoulder and placed it on the marble floor.

He then explained the situation to her, saying that there was a ruthless vendor in the town's residential area selling fake medicines to make money and kill people.

After watching the receptionist finish writing down her notes, the rest could only be left to the people in the Wizard Hall to handle.

For him, he was like a passerby in the long river of history, perhaps marveling at the world, but not having much influence on it.

After buying other seasonings and daily necessities, he was already carrying quite a lot of things.

The return trip was much slower than the way there, mainly because the bag of flour was too heavy.

As the sun began to set, Dago finally made it back to the shelter.

After checking the "marks" he left on the door before leaving and confirming that no one had broken in while he was away, he moved his belongings into the small house.

After sending them to their proper places, Dagger collapsed onto the bed, exhausted, to rest for a while.

After a quick dinner, he washed himself off immediately.

The sky had completely darkened, and Dago lit a candle.

He brought up the system panel, but everything remained the same, with no progress. Dago couldn't stand it any longer, and he was about to begin his cultivation again.

"Meditation is the only way I can improve my strength at this stage. The book says that only after opening my mental vision can I capture energy particles in reality..."

Dago sat at the wooden table, deep in thought.

The opening of the spiritual vision is also very simple: it involves refining and accumulating spiritual power in the spiritual space, and then replenishing the soul body to condense a pair of "eyes" for the soul body.

From beginning to end, all the wizards had only one goal: to complete the soul's perfection and create the soul's immortality.

And spiritual vision is the beginning of the soul's contact with reality.

You can only catch it if you see it.

"Practice it!!!"

Dago has entered "grind mode" and begun practicing meditation.

He remained unfazed by the constant stream of progress points flashing across his vision.

During the period of expelling the [Soul Entropy], he read books, including unofficial histories and biographies left by his predecessor.

After burning one and a half candles, Dagger finally couldn't take it anymore.

He calculated that he could gain about three progress points in an hour.

Tonight, he gained thirteen progress points.

Currently, the system panel displays: 【《General Wizarding Meditation Technique》 (Beginner 33/100)】

Dago looked at the number with satisfaction. He figured he could probably leave the newbie stage after playing for another two days.

Late at night, Dago dragged his tired body straight to the small bed.

He gazed at the dark rooftop, feeling drowsiness wash over him like a tidal wave, and before he knew it, he had drifted off to sleep.

.......

Over the next two days, Dago began to be completely disciplined.

I get up early every day to exercise, jog to the lake, and then practice meditation to earn progress points.

In the afternoon, I would return to the shelter to train for four hours, continuing this until late at night.

Before we knew it, two days had passed in the blink of an eye.

At dawn on the third day, Dago emerged from the shelter, still half asleep.

After a quick wash, I made some dough balls with flour, served them with wild vegetables, and added a little salt.

They set up a small iron pot and started cooking in the open space outside the shelter.

Another simple meal.

As he slurped the noodle soup from the edge of the wooden bowl, he mentally activated the system panel.

[The Wizarding Universal Meditation Method (Beginner 1/1000)]

This is the result of his two days of hard work.

As he progressed through his "General Wizarding Meditation Method," it became a beginner's guide.

This path is a bit too big; it requires 1,000 progress points to reach the next stage.

That's really a bit of an exaggeration.

"Let's just rename it the Ox and Horse System."

Dago thought to himself, "I'm just complaining."

However, as he mastered the basics of meditation, he accumulated more and more spiritual power in his mental space.

The rate at which 【Soul Entropy】 is expelled has also increased.

Although it's a system that can't "speak," it has given him a lot of motivation these days.

It is indeed a highly efficient spur to action.

After eating and drinking his fill, Dago began practicing meditation, calming his mind and entering his spiritual space in one smooth motion.

Waves surged, and mist swirled.

The sphere of light has grown much larger, from the diameter of a person to the height of three people.

The soul of Dago, located at the core of the sphere of light, is still a blurry humanoid form, but upon closer inspection, one can see that his eyes are somewhat different.

A pair of eyes that emitted a faint blue light.

Why focus on the eyes first? Because the wizarding world believes that the eyes are a reflection of the soul.

Vision is an important way for humans to interact with the world, and the perception of the eyes forms the basis of the "real world".

As Dago's thoughts raced, he successfully repaired the eyes of his soul body using the refined spiritual power.

At the same time, in reality, Dago's body, which was sitting blankly, emitted a faint blue light from its pupils.

As Dago exited the mental space, a halo of flowing, eerie blue light appeared at the boundary between his pupils and the whites of his eyes, which were originally pale blue.

Dago could "see" scattered specks of light floating within a half-meter radius around him.

This has nothing to do with the brightness or darkness of the real world; their existence is more like another layer of space, and he knows that these points of light are there.

Those are the legendary energy particles.

They are the medium through which wizards interfere with the material world.

He raised his hand tremblingly and gently stroked the invisible air in front of him.

Is this the spiritual vision that our predecessor has always pursued?

In other words, he can be promoted to a second-level wizard apprentice.

The heavy weight that had been hanging over Dago's heart finally lifted.

"call--"

Exhaling a breath of stale air, Dago's heart unexpectedly became very calm.

He did not choose to indulge in the joy of success.

Having a mental vision means he can learn the second spell of a first-level wizard apprentice: Air Blast.

This spell is a companion spell to "General Wizarding Meditation Techniques" and is essentially a free gift.

It is used to assist in completing the final step of meditation practice.

To achieve the interference of spiritual power in the material world.

Dago deactivated his mental vision, a skill that constantly drains mana and cannot be used all the time.

He strode into the shelter and flipped through the last part of "The Wizard's Universal Meditation Method," carefully reading the steps for releasing the air bomb.

He had only skimmed through this part before, but now he had finally reached this stage.

"It's really not easy!" Dago exclaimed as he watched.

When the hunger struck around noon, he finally finished reading, having a clear understanding of the steps involved in casting the spell.

He made a bowl of noodles with flour, slurped it down, and quickly finished his lunch.

A gentle breeze blows as the sun begins to set.

Dago, dressed in a linen robe, once again came to the open space outside the shelter.

The first step in releasing the air bomb is to activate mental vision and manipulate energy particles.

Dago's gaze sharpened, a deep blue halo appeared in his eyes, and an invisible spiritual force emanated from them.

More and more energy particles appeared within half a meter of him, as if they had suddenly appeared here by leaping over.

The second step is manipulation. What you see is what you get. The energy particles you can "see" are your most loyal "soldiers".

They accept your spiritual sustenance, so you are their king.

You cannot stop releasing your mental energy, otherwise it will not obey your control.

Dago raised his right hand and slowly spread his five fingers.

As if hearing a call, the energy particles slowly gathered into a thin, translucent membrane of light, forming a constantly writhing and deforming mass of air above his five fingers.

The third step is compression and release; continuously output mental energy to compress the air mass.

Dago stared silently at a ball of air the size of a washbasin floating in his hand.

The azure halo in his eyes swirled faster, the writhing air sphere contracted continuously, and the internal temperature rose steadily.

The air mass, initially the size of a washbasin, gradually shrank to the size of a human head.

The degree of compression depends on the intensity of mental energy output.

As time goes by, mental strength gradually decreases.

He had to throw the cloud of air away.

The next second, the air mass was launched with a "whoosh".

It landed on an unlucky tree in front of it and exploded on the trunk with a "bang".

Dago rushed forward excitedly, watching where the gas cloud would land.

A shallow dent remains on a tree as thick as a person.

"This power... is at least stronger than a flying kick I could deliver myself."

Just as I was looking at it again and again, marveling at it.

Suddenly, a notification flashed across the system panel in my field of vision.

[Skill that can be improved: Air Bomb. Would you like to improve it?]

Without saying a word, Dago nodded.

The light screen shifted in a blur: ["General Wizarding Meditation Techniques" (Beginner 11/1000); "Air Bomb" (Newbie 1/100)]

His air bombs have also improved, although currently they can only be used to launch one bomb.

However, he believes that with the help of the advanced system, his air-blown bomb is just around the corner.

Only now could he truly be considered to have stepped into the wizarding world.

They possessed extraordinary power that ordinary people could not attain.

I also gained some confidence.

Dago's spirits lifted, and now he just wanted to work himself to the bone.

He could only pass the time by reading while waiting for the [Soul Entropy] to be released.

Now there's an additional advancement: training air bombs.

The trees around the shelter will suffer from this.

If this trend continues, mental energy will be depleted. Then, one can cultivate meditation to refine the mental fog, regain mental energy, and improve meditation skills.

With mental training of his air bullets, his progress in air bullets will accelerate.

With that left foot stepping on his right, he was instantly launched into the air...

All I can do is suffer through the grind of being a liver god.

With two moons hanging in the sky, Dago, who had been training all day, lay on his small bed with a blank stare at the ceiling.

[The Wizarding Universal Meditation Method (Beginner 55/1000); Air Bomb (Newbie 20/100)]

Actually, he was looking at the system panel.

He was content and fell asleep peacefully.