Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

Three days later, deep in the Morse Mountains.

A figure moved through the dense jungle.

This person was none other than Ron, who had been searching for the legacy of the deceased.

Since figuring out the origin of the map and the Phoenix Emblem a few days ago, he has come here every day to search for the locations marked on the map.

Hundreds of years have passed, and some of the markers on the map have changed, making them difficult to find.

But he wasn't in a hurry; instead, he slowly searched for each item on the map.

Despite the pollution level on the panel rising steadily over the past few days, he remained remarkably calm.

Because he knew that being impatient wouldn't solve the problem; on the contrary, it might make things worse.

"This area can be ruled out now. That leaves only a few places. Hopefully, we can find them soon."

He kept these thoughts to himself, but maintained a calm and composed demeanor on his face.

As the sun gradually rose higher, the mist in the mountains and forests gradually dissipated.

"We'll rest after we've found this place."

After making the decision, he began searching for places with similar characteristics to the marked points on the map, a method he has been using for three consecutive days.

However, unlike before, this time he discovered a rather strange boulder.

Its appearance is extremely square compared to other stones, and it has dense dents on its surface.

I went up and knocked on it. The "thump-thump" sound proved that it seemed to be hollow inside, a feature that corresponded to a sentence on the map.

"The thumping sound is the call of the city of giant stones, and also the home of every fledgling bird."

Although he didn't understand what the sentence meant, Ron was already seven or eight parts certain that he had found the place.

He immediately became excited. This was the legacy of a formal wizard! He didn't know how many formal wizards there were in the academy, but there certainly weren't many.

Now, he was about to inherit the legacy of a formal wizard, how could he not be excited?

But how do we access this heritage site right now?

The map only had some vague words on it, which left people scratching their heads. There was nothing they could do since they couldn't find a way in, so they could only try to figure out what it meant.

"The glory of the phoenix ancestor shines throughout the entire city of giant stones, protecting the people in its nest."

"When the sacred flame appears, the city gates will be opened, and the people will welcome the king's arrival."

Upon seeing this sentence, Ron had a sudden inspiration: Could it be that we should use fire to open the ruins?

Without hesitation, he gathered his magic power and ignited a fireball in his hand. Fearing that the commotion would be too great, he dared not use too much magic power.

When the fireball reaches the size of an egg, throw it onto the boulder in front of you.

At first there was no reaction, and I thought I had misunderstood. But after a while, a light screen slowly appeared on the stone, and its shape was similar to a door.

Looking at the light screen in front of him, Ron was both excited and hesitant.

He picked up a stone from the ground and threw it in the direction it was in. Then he saw the stone pass through the light screen and disappear.

Seeing this, he slowly stepped forward and first stretched his finger towards the light screen. He felt as if he were dipping his finger into water and entering another world.

I tried putting my whole arm in there, and there were no problems.

"Hoo~" He took a deep breath, and just as he was about to put his whole body inside, an accident happened.

An arrow pierced the air, whistling as it flew toward his location.

"Bang!" The rocks on the ground shattered into pieces, making a heavy, muffled sound that echoed through the silent forest.

Cold sweat soaked his entire back. Still shaken, he looked in the direction the arrow had come from. A figure was standing on a small hill in the distance, looking down at him.

"I didn't expect you to dodge it."

Looking at that familiar figure, Ron felt both surprised and unsurprised.

"Mr. Tuva, it seems you've been keeping an eye on me for a while now?"

Indeed, the person who came was Tuva, the city lord of Nurs City, who had sold him the Phoenix Mark before.

Looking at the person opposite him, the other person's interface information appeared in his eyes:

Tuva Sog

Age: 42/67

[Attributes: Constitution 4.28, Spirit 7.86]

[Strength: Intermediate Wizard Apprentice]

[Pollution Level: Physical 61.35%, Mental 5.41/7.86]

[Evaluation: Although inferior blood flows through its veins, it is still a decent experimental subject.]

The following measures are recommended to reduce pollution.

Option 1: Purify the bloodline; Option 2: Cause the bloodline to evolve and transform...

"Hey kid, want to guess when I noticed you?"

The man's teasing words echoed through the woods; he seemed convinced he had him cornered.

Ron didn't know why, but since leaving the academy, every enemy he had encountered seemed to talk an unusually long and pointless game.

"Guess my foot! You're not a child anymore, why are you still guessing?" Ron couldn't help but mentally complain about the guy.

"Hahaha, fine, I'll tell you before you die."

"Ever since you bought that seal from me at the last trade fair, I've noticed you. Luckily, I've had people keeping an eye on you in the city these past few days, otherwise, if you had actually gotten the inheritance, I would have suffered a huge loss."

Listening to the other party's words, he realized that this city lord probably knew something.

Although I don't know how much the other party knows about the seal, they must know some inside information, otherwise they wouldn't have had someone monitor me after I bought the item.

This guy must have brought this item out at trade fairs many times before, just to find someone who knew its value.

And now, I've become the fish that's taken the bait.

After figuring it out, Ron wasn't upset at all. After all, when he bought that thing, he had already prepared himself for his secrets to be spied on.

This isn't a novel. Do you really think you're the protagonist who can pick up bargains anywhere?

"Stop talking nonsense and get to work." The boy's tone was harsh, and a fireball had already been lit in his hand.

"I didn't expect you to have some guts. In that case, I'll give you a quick death."

Seeing his appearance, Tuva also drew his bow and nocked an arrow, a faint blue halo gathering on the arrowhead.

"call out!"

Another arrow pierced the sky, heading straight for Ron's face.

But the moment he saw the other party take a stance, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and he threw out the fireball in his hand as well.

The moment the two met in mid-air, a large amount of smoke billowed out, obscuring the view of both sides. For a long while, there was no further movement.

"Oh no!" Tuva thought to himself, realizing he had fallen into a trap.

He quickly looked in the direction where Ron had been, only to see a shadow merge into the ground and disappear into the light curtain.

He wanted to catch up, but for some reason, he was blocked outside.

Damn it.