What kind of wizard are you if you don't have any entries?

The crimson sunlight swept in again, turning the vast fog into a scarlet mist, like a flowing sea of ​​blood.

Splash...

A gust of wind swept across the mountaintop, and the witch tree swayed gently in the wind.

"call……"

Vilin, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, slowly opened his eyes, and joy overflowed from them.

More than half a day has passed since the golden spring water was absorbed and digested.

The effects of the golden spring water lasted for about an hourglass.

Although it was a short period, the benefits that the Golden Spring water brought to Vilin were quite astonishing.

The time that followed was spent with Verin stabilizing and adapting to his newfound status as a third-level wizard apprentice.

"The time it takes for this golden spring to flow for one hour is equivalent to half a year of my arduous cultivation."

"Not only did it advance me to level three, it also put me at the peak of level three wizard apprentice level."

"If it weren't for the fact that the environment here only allows up to the third level of wizard apprenticeship, I feel that advancing to the fourth level wouldn't be a problem at all."

"This golden spring water can not only increase your level, but also has the magical effect of nourishing and cleansing the wizard's body."

"Some of my minor health problems, such as muscle strain in my arms from years of mining and poor bone development from long hours of manual labor, have also been resolved."

Feeling his refreshed and exceptionally strong body, Vilin's joy was palpable.

"This place of shared magical runes truly lives up to its reputation as an excellent location for ancient wizards to train wizards."

"Of course, the fact that I received such treatment upon landing is also inseparable from my Silver and Gold tier attributes."

"A strong keyword is what truly matters!"

With a sense of emotion in his heart, Velin raised his head and his gaze fell on the double-layered golden spring water device.

The once flowing golden spring has now dried up, and its golden luster has disappeared.

"It's about time we left."

As he stood up, Vilin's gaze swept over the other areas outside the Old Witch Forest before he began to move.

The entry he needed was not found in the Old Witch Forest.

He needs to go to the Astrological Archives, which is the common source for obtaining the "Accurate" entry.

Soon, the leather from the treasure chest boss was packed up by Vilin and placed in his bag.

However, the leather from the treasure chest boss was quite heavy, leaving Valin's inventory almost full.

"I really need a magic bag!"

Feeling the heavy weight on his shoulder, Weilin thought to himself.

His gaze then fell on a spot in the Old Witchwood.

Verin remembered that in that spot, there seemed to be some unlucky guys who landed and died instantly.

"I wonder if that guy has a magic bag."

"Anyway, this direction is on the way, so we can go and take a look."

After taking a bottle of meditation supplement, Verin walked down the steep steps.

In the past day or two, Vilin spent most of his time meditating and cultivating on this stone peak.

However, he could sense the numerous sounds of battle coming from the outside.

Among them were some intense battles that involved quite a bit of noise.

The [Miracle Rune Origin Land], where numerous wizarding factions vie for various resources, is undoubtedly extremely dangerous.

As he moved forward, Verin was also carefully sensing the various abilities of a third-level wizard apprentice at their peak.

"My mental strength has increased significantly compared to when I was at level two, and my mental perception has become exceptionally sharp and clear."

"Combined with [Mental Tentacles], I can more effectively spot enemy tracks earlier in the fog."

"His physical condition has also improved significantly. Before, [Vellin] worked as a miner for many years. Although he was able to eat and sleep well after becoming a wizard apprentice, his body was still relatively weak."

"After being cleansed by the Golden Spring this time, my physique is even more advantageous compared to other third-level wizard apprentices."

"No matter what, the body is the vessel of a wizard, the foundation."

Even if you don't go down the melee wizard route.

"Speed, mobility, and tankiness must also have sufficiently strong attributes."

"High HP, combined with strong lifesteal ability, will give me a higher margin for error."

"And then... that's my magic."

Feeling the powerful and surging magic within his body, a fierce light flashed in Verin's eyes.

The strength of a term can affect the strength of magic.

The silver and gold tier attributes that Vilin possesses significantly increase his magical power.

Even if Verin were to encounter combat wizards from other wizarding organizations, he would no longer be afraid.

Soon, Weilin arrived at the foot of Shifeng Mountain.

Looking around, a large number of witch trees stand densely around the stone peak, resembling a wooden city wall.

"No wonder the treasure on this stone peak is so hard for other wizard apprentices to obtain."

"Even with living wood inside, it would probably be difficult to break through this witch tree city wall."

After looking around, Weilin shook his head and muttered to himself.

Just as he was about to unleash [Soul Lash] to clear the way, a thought suddenly struck him.

Then he walked to a pile of branches and tree claws, reached out his palm, and touched these dangerous tree claws directly.

Normally, let alone touching the claws of the witch tree at such close range, even getting a little closer would cause the witch tree to immediately launch an attack.

When Vilin touched the tree claws, the witch tree made no move to attack him.

"Golden Spring!"

Vilin seemed to understand something.

While digesting the Golden Spring Water, a hazy image of the Old Witch Forest appeared in Vilin's mind.

He himself transformed into a kind of forest ghost, wandering and roaming through the Old Witch Forest, dwelling on the ancient witch trees.

Upon arriving at the foot of the mountain, Vilin vaguely sensed a connection between himself and the Old Witch Forest.

This was an experiment, and it worked!

After a moment's hesitation, Vilin plunged into the Old Witch Forest and quickly disappeared into the depths of the blood-soaked mist.

About two hours later.

A corner deep within the Old Witch Forest.

Dried bloodstains were scattered on the thick layer of fallen leaves.

Bone fragments were still clutched in the claws of the surrounding witch trees.

The witch's robe had been torn to shreds.

The backpack was also torn to shreds.

Enveloped in a dim and oppressive mist, the place felt particularly eerie and dangerous.

Verin picked up some backpack fragments, examined them for a moment, and then showed a hint of regret.

It was a "magic bag," which was nice, but unfortunately it was torn to pieces by the witch trees.

Fortunately, there were still some magic stones scattered in the forest.

After searching, Verin found more than twenty "magic stones" in his hand, each about the size of a quail egg and resembling obsidian.

These small, seemingly ordinary black stones are actually the hardest currency in the entire material world.

It contains a certain amount of magical energy and is the most basic type of magical stone in the magical stone system.

"So at least I got something out of looting!"

After storing the magic stone in the leather pouch at his waist and roughly determining his location, Verin cautiously moved forward.

About an hour later.

Weilin stopped and looked at the somewhat familiar tree stumps in front of him, his eyes twitching slightly.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, he was probably lost.

"Also... I have a feeling that something in this [Old Witch Forest] is watching me!"

"Could we have gotten involved with something unclean?"

"No wonder many wizards avoid this Old Witch Forest; it really is eerie."

Logically speaking, as a wizard who explores the essence of the world, Wielin should not be afraid of these strange and bizarre forces.

The problem is that his current wizarding skills are extremely rudimentary, not much better than those of a normal person.

Just as they were pondering how to leave this [Old Witch Forest].

Whispering sounds drifted from the depths of the misty forest.

"Traveler bathing in the golden spring, can you help me?"

The whispers in the woods were faint yet exceptionally clear, and they were tinged with a slightly awkward accent.

Upon hearing the whisper, Vilin immediately used his mental tentacles to carefully probe for traces of the secret message, but found nothing.

"Some kind of forest creature?"

Verin seemed to be deep in thought.

He then looked around and said in a deep voice:

"If you want my help, you should at least show some sincerity, instead of hiding in a corner and spying on me!"