Talent level increased by one, a transcendent Star Wizard

room.

Xia Jian sat cross-legged on the bed, Mu Yan's words echoing in his mind.

Moreover, Mu Shuang's attitude was inexplicable. Could it be that the two of them have reached the point of being irreconcilable enemies?

[Name: Xia Jian]

[Talents: +1, Advanced Cultivation Talent, Advanced Mental Strength Talent, Superior Dark Element Talent]

[Rank: High-ranking Knight (Perfect), First-tier Wizard (Beginner)]

[Attribute: 80 (far, far, far, far beyond the average person)]

[Mental Strength: 10.3 (far exceeding that of ordinary people)]

[Mana: 10.2]

[Techniques: ...Storm Battle Technique (10) Witchcraft Meditation Technique (10) Demon Fear Meditation Technique (2+1)]

[技能：摩砣文（3+1）炼药（6+1）暗魔附魂（5+1）射矢术（10）念动术（10+1）敛息诀（10）基础剑术（19+1）基础身法（13+1）基础拳法（5+1）断门斩（10）雷虎拳（5+1）……]

After most of the day, without any supplementary medication, both mental strength and mana increased by 0.1.

In a world where wizards often spend years on their training, Xia Jian estimated that his training speed had already reached the top.

If combined with elixirs, I'm afraid I could reach the late stage of the first rank in less than three months.

Most importantly, "Demonic Fear" suits me better than I imagined, and I reached level 2 without any warning.

This has never happened before!

Normally, attributes will increase to about one-tenth of the current level, and then keep pace with one's comprehension speed. At this point, the technique will advance to the next stage.

The "Demon Fear" meditation method is different; because it is so compatible, it advances to the next stage ahead of time.

Even though Xia Jian sensed something was wrong, the smooth training made it impossible for him to give up.

Faced with the immense temptation of rapidly increasing strength, most wizards would likely find it difficult to remain calm and ignore the existence of this cultivation technique.

Xia Jian stretched out his right hand, and billowing black smoke surged from his palm, then condensed into a black sphere.

Compared to before, the smoothness of casting spells has improved significantly, and the cohesion of mana has also been enhanced.

This even gave Xia Jian the strange idea that he could defeat a late-stage first-tier wizard without using swordsmanship.

"but……"

Summer dispersed the black ball in her hand and rested her chin on her hand.

At this moment, Xia Jian thought of a problem: assuming that the "Demonic Fear" meditation method really has a problem, the meditation method has been slightly adjusted due to the effect of the "+1" talent.

Is it possible to avoid these potential problems?

After all, the principle and effect of '+1' is very simple: it is to continuously improve one's adaptability to spells and techniques.

This modification process is equivalent to upgrading the spells and techniques, with the changes becoming more and more significant as you progress, ultimately achieving a level of perfection that truly suits you.

After much deliberation, Xia Jian could only console herself with this thought.

The reason is simple: such a suitable cultivation method is extremely difficult to find, and Xia Jian would not give up based on Mu Yan's words alone.

Even if it were anyone else, they would never give up such a suitable meditation method easily.

Moreover, Xia Jian has great faith in the '+1' talent. Since it's an upgrade to a technique that suits him, how can it be considered suitable if there are problems?

"Alright, let's call it a day. Perhaps I'll make some new discoveries after a few days of cultivation."

Without dwelling on the issue, Xia Jian decided to observe the situation first and remain calm in the face of any eventuality.

Besides, with a powerful figure like Mu Shuang by his side, if the other party is determined to make things difficult for him, he will be powerless to change anything even if he wants to.

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The next day.

Xia Jian was sleeping face down when he suddenly felt his body sink.

Startled, Xia Jian opened his eyes and turned his head to see Mu Shuang sitting on him.

"Why are you so lazy? Time to get up!"

Mu Shuang put her hands on her hips and spoke in a condescending manner.

Upon hearing this, Xia Jian couldn't help but mentally complain.

He had been living away from home for two months and was threatened all day yesterday. This experience had left him physically and mentally exhausted.

Besides, I've already become a formal wizard, why can't I sleep in?

"Teacher, could you please go out first? I'll get dressed and come right away."

Xia Jian shook his bottom and said helplessly to Mu Shuang on his back.

"Hurry up, I'm hungry. I still have to teach you after I eat."

Mu Shuang lightly jumped off Xia Jian's back, urged him a couple of times, and then left the room.

Xia Jian rolled over, scratching his head helplessly: "I still prefer that carefree, unrestrained feeling from before."

After muttering a couple of complaints to himself, Xia Jian quickly got up and changed his clothes.

Mu Shuang did not go downstairs, but waited at the door. You could clearly see the impatience on Mu Shuang's face.

Xia Jian turned around and closed the door, but Mu Shuang jumped onto Xia Jian's back and grabbed his collar, shouting, "Giddy up!"

At this moment, Xia Jian's face was full of black lines, and he felt like a million alpacas were galloping through his mind.

Under Mu Shuang's oppression, Xia Jian didn't dare to even think of resisting, at least not yet...

…………

'Knock knock knock...'

The two had just arrived downstairs when there was a knock on the door.

Just as Xia Jian was wondering who would come here, Mu Shuang waved her hand, and the large door of the Bull Head House slowly opened.

An old man and a boy who looked to be about ten years old were standing outside the door.

The old man had white hair, a long beard, and a faint smile on his lips; he looked very kind.

The little boy behaved differently, looking around furtively. The moment he saw Mu Shuang, he hid behind the white-haired old man in fear.

Seeing Xia Jian carrying Mu Shuang on his back, the white-haired old man couldn't help but show a surprised expression, as if he hadn't expected the two of them to be in such a position.

"And this is...?"

The white-haired old man gave Xia Jian a deep look.

"This is my student."

Mu Shuang scratched Xia Jian's hair and said with an arrogant expression.

"Hahaha, what did you say? Your... ahaha... disciple..."

As if he had heard something unbelievable, the white-haired old man burst into laughter, clutching his stomach.

But in that instant, the temperature in the entire room plummeted, and a heavy killing intent enveloped everyone.

"Have you laughed enough?"

Mu Shuang asked in an icy tone.

"Ahem, I wasn't laughing."

The white-haired old man wisely shut his mouth, but his eyes held a hint of pity as he looked at Xia Jian.

The little boy trembled and shrank back under the murderous intent.

Xia Jian rolled his eyes inwardly. Was this old man just trying to be funny? It was as if Mu Shuang couldn't take on disciples.

However, Xia Jian felt a vague unease.

Especially the pitying look in the white-haired old man's eyes, which seemed to foreshadow something bad. Could it be that Mu Shuang really has a big problem?

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