Magic: Reincarnate from high-voltage electricity at the start, level up independently.

After passing the highway, the bus entered a national highway. After two hours of bumpy travel, the bus finally came to a slow stop.

Chu Ge reached out and helped Tang Xiaoran out of the car, asking softly, "Are you feeling better?"

"...Thank you, Chu Ge. I'm alright now." Tang Xiaoran looked at Chu Ge gratefully.

She became severely carsick shortly after getting on the bus, but Xu Wan ignored her completely and pushed her directly next to Chu Ge.

Throughout the journey, Tang Xiaoran leaned against Chu Ge, her body limp and powerless, the faint scent of the young girl lingering around her nose, and the steady, powerful heartbeat in her ear.

Looking back now, I feel a warm feeling in my heart, but also extremely embarrassed.

As everyone looked up, they were greeted by a magnificent complex of ancient-style buildings, covering a vast area with pavilions and towers scattered throughout, creating a grand and imposing overall layout.

A young man in his twenties walked towards us, dressed in a black and white uniform, with a calm and capable demeanor.

"Hello, I am the association staff member in charge of receiving you all today. You can call me Lin Dong." Lin Dong extended his right hand to Wang Jian, who was leading the group, in a humble tone.

"I am Wang Jian, the teacher in charge of the team."

Wang Jian raised her hand and gently shook his.

"Please come in."

Lin Dong's gaze swept over the students present, then suddenly fixed on the white-haired girl in the crowd, and he murmured, "...It's her."

Noticing the strange gaze, the white-haired girl looked up and felt that the person in front of her looked somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.

She discreetly assessed the other party's strength; he was at the peak of the mid-level, on par with Wang Jian.

The group followed Lin Dong into a building. The lobby was filled with a simple and profound historical atmosphere, resembling an exhibition hall, with various strange and unusual objects displayed in the showcases on both sides.

Chu Ge stopped in front of a giant glass enclosure surrounded by warning ropes, staring blankly at the skeleton inside—its body was humanoid, over three meters tall, but its skull had grotesque patterns like those of a crocodile.

What exactly is this thing?

She turned to look at the information board, but what came into view was a string of strange symbols she had never seen before. They didn't look like words, but rather like messy graffiti.

Even though she was a poor student, she read extensively and spent a lot of time online, but she had never seen such strange patterns before.

"Don't waste your time, this is dinosaur language, you won't understand it."

A voice came from behind him.

Chu Ge turned around and saw Xu Wan walking over. He raised his voice and said, "This text means that this was a great magician of the dinosaur people who possessed world-destroying magical power in his lifetime."

Chu Ge was slightly taken aback: "How did you know? You even understand dinosaur language?"

"Of course!" Xu Wan looked at her, a confident smile playing on her lips. "I am the future Empress Xu Wan, destined to rule for all ages; I am omniscient and omnipotent!"

Chu Ge gave her a deep look, secretly thinking to himself: I'm not that easy to fool.

Sure enough, she immediately saw a sign on the other side of the glass cover with translations in eight languages.

After reading the translation, Chu Ge learned that before human civilization, there was an even more ancient dinosaur civilization. This group had already mastered magic, and some dinosaurs evolved humanoid bodies and were called dinosaur people.

The dinosaur-human race once flourished, but with the arrival of the end times, the race's magic power was instantly depleted, losing its ability to fight against natural disasters, and ultimately leading to its complete extinction.

"It's tragic that even after death, his bones will be dug up and exhibited for research," Chu Ge sighed softly.

She immediately looked away and glanced at the display case next to her.

The glass dome is small, and inside it lies a black stone shaped like a pebble, its surface engraved with intricate and strange patterns.

The accompanying description clearly states: [Anti-Magic Stone: When activated, it creates a magic-suppressing field within a certain range, lasting for one hour. Note: Only effective for those below the High-Level Mage level.]

Chu Ge instantly recalled the "Decisive Battle" domain that Ding Hu had used during the last monthly exam.

Although both seem to be fields, they are worlds apart.

The Demon-Suppressing Stone simply suppresses magic power, has limitations on its level, and is only effective for one hour; while the Realm of Life and Death is even more domineering, with no distinction between life and death, and those within the realm cannot escape at all.

As she was pondering, a pair of silver metallic armor caught her eye. The armor's style closely resembled that of medieval European knight armor, with a cold and heavy texture.

[Silver Armor: Forged by an ancient archmage specializing in gold, grants 50% spell immunity when worn.]

The effect is simple and brutal, yet its defensive power is astonishing.

If mages of the same level were to duel, and one wore this armor, the other would be completely crushed without a doubt.

Beside the armor, there was a blue staff more than a meter long, its body resembling flowing water, with fine water ripples shimmering around it.

[Water Magic Staff: Forged by an ancient water-elemental archmage, it increases the power of spells cast by the wielder by 30%, and is an exclusive boost of 50% for water-elemental mages.]

Chu Ge looked at the two treasures, a ripple in his eyes, and he couldn't help but be tempted. If he could possess them, his combat power would definitely increase significantly, and his aura would be domineering enough.

Unfortunately, when she approached the staff to ask, they clearly stated that both items were not for sale. Perhaps her earlier gaze had been too direct, because afterwards the staff member kept a close eye on her, afraid that she might have some inappropriate thoughts.

"Don't push, let me see!"

"Damn it! Who stepped on my foot?"

"Don't touch my butt!"

A commotion arose not far away, and a dense crowd gathered in a circle.

Chu Ge, intrigued, stepped forward.

In the center of the crowd, there was an old bronze mirror, its surface covered with rust and seemingly unremarkable.

[Time Mirror: Forged by an ancient holy mage specializing in time manipulation, legend says it could glimpse a corner of the future. Note: The artifact is now destroyed.]

Even though the mirror was broken, many students still rushed to it, hoping to glimpse a glimpse of the future.

Chu Ge also stepped forward to try, but the mirror was blurry and couldn't reflect anything. He immediately lost interest and turned to leave.

The crowd gradually dispersed, but a girl with long, straight black hair remained standing in front of the mirror, staring blankly at the bronze mirror for a long time.

In the afternoon, everyone went to the association's multimedia classroom.

"The origins of the end times and the truth behind the current magical revival are still inconclusive in academia, and no one can give a definite answer."

As Lin Dong finished speaking, he was about to continue his explanation when he noticed that most of the students below the stage were listless, with unfocused eyes, and had no intention of listening to the lecture.

He couldn't help but feel a little helpless. He looked like a teacher giving a dry history lesson, unable to arouse the students' interest at all.

On second thought, it's not that no one was listening at all.

His gaze swept over Xu Wan, Tang Xiaoran, and Li Muzi. These students listened very attentively, and he was slightly moved.

Wang Jian, standing to the side, also looked helpless. Whenever he explained this kind of theoretical magic knowledge, the students always lost interest.

Once, during a lecture, he was even led astray by his students, spending the entire class talking about secular history, from how to break the Enfeoffment Edict to the reasons why Wei Yan's Ziwu Valley Plan was rejected, and then to the Normandy landings, chatting away with great enthusiasm.

To be honest, he really admired these students. They could come up with unorthodox knowledge with ease. Even he didn't know that they could link Jesus and Hong Xiuquan, two completely unrelated people, as brothers.

Just then, Xu Wan suddenly raised her hand and stood up abruptly: "Teacher Lin, could you tell us about the complete classification of magician realms, and the conditions for breaking through each realm?"

"When we asked Teacher Wang Jian before, he always said that knowing too much now is not good for us and can easily dampen our mindset for cultivation." Xu Wan's tone was somewhat depressed.

She was determined to become an emperor, but she still didn't understand the most basic realm classification, which was really frustrating.

"Yes, Teacher Lin, please tell us about it!" The students below the stage immediately perked up and chimed in.

Seeing this, Wang Jian sighed softly, turned to look at Lin Dong, and his eyes held a hint of tacit approval.

Lin Dong nodded in understanding, looked at Xu Wan and slowly said, "What Teacher Wang Jian said is not without reason, however..." He paused slightly, then changed the subject, "Since you insist on knowing, I will tell you everything today. After all, some things must be faced sooner or later."

Everyone sat up straight instantly, the students who had been drowsy suddenly becoming alert. Chu Ge, sitting in the far corner of the classroom, also abruptly opened his eyes, quietly waiting for what was to come.

Lin Dong cleared his throat, his expression becoming extremely solemn:

"The ranks of magicians are divided into seven levels, from lowest to highest:"

"The first realm, the Awakening Apprentice, is also known as the Awakening Realm. At this realm, the magic core has not yet been condensed, and formal magic cannot be released. It belongs to the initial enlightenment stage of magic cultivation."

"Second Realm, Beginner Mage. Successfully condensing the first magic core marks the official entry into this realm. Condensing ten magic cores is the peak of the beginner level; if one has both parents and a certain physique, twenty magic cores are required to reach the peak."

"Third Realm, Intermediate Mage. The magic crystal has completed its advancement, breaking through to the intermediate level. The rules for advancement are the same as those for a beginner mage."

"Next is the fourth realm." Lin Dong's tone suddenly became solemn as he scanned the entire room. "When the number of intermediate-level magic crystals reaches its peak, one must attempt to break through to the higher realm and become a mage."

"As we all know, the magic of the world originates from the convergence of the light of the sun, moon, and stars."

"The sun, moon, and stars are mutually generating and mutually restraining."

"The sun overcomes the moon, the moon overcomes the star, and the star overcomes the sun."

"Therefore, when you break through to a higher level, you need to further upgrade your magic crystal to one of the following: Magic Sun, Magic Moon, or Magic Star."

"Successfully condensing the magic signifies entering the advanced stage, becoming a mage, and awakening magic once more."

"Of course, the Demon Sun, Demon Moon, and Demon Star cannot be easily condensed. One must obtain the approval of the will of one of the three phases, the Sun, the Moon, and the Star, in order to break through."

"For cultivators with both parents and physical constitution, it is even more necessary to obtain the approval of both parties at the same time, which multiplies the difficulty of breakthrough."

"The difference between intermediate-level mages and high-level archmages is the first watershed on a mage's path of cultivation, and the combat power of the two is vastly different."

"Upon reaching the level of a high-ranking mage, one can condense magical armor corresponding to the celestial phenomena on their body during battle, greatly enhancing their physical defense and eliminating any fear of monsters getting close; moreover, the stronger the light of the corresponding celestial phenomenon, the greater the increase in their own strength."

"But remember, your strength will be suppressed when your attributes are incompatible. For example, a Japanese mage's strength will be greatly weakened when fighting in an environment shrouded in starlight, and the same applies to others."

"Some people are blessed with good fortune and break through this barrier in one day; others spend years, decades, or even a lifetime trapped at the peak of the intermediate level, and eventually die in frustration."

Lin Dong pointed to himself, a bitter smile appearing on his lips: "Take me for example. Some of you students are about my age and have only awakened magic a few months ago. You don't understand the hardships of cultivation, while I have been stuck at the peak of the intermediate level for a full five years."

"This is also why Teacher Wang Jian has been unwilling to tell you. You are still young and full of enthusiasm for cultivating magic. Knowing these things too early will only undermine your confidence and extinguish your desire to cultivate."

"Yes." Wang Jian also sighed. What good was awakening magic early? After all these years, he was still stuck at the bottleneck and hadn't made any progress.

After hearing Lin Dong's words, the students below the stage first stirred up a commotion, then fell silent, with many of them looking on with sighs.

High-ranking mages are indeed powerful, but can I really break through smoothly?

Especially those students with mediocre talent who have only condensed three or four magic cores so far, couldn't help but feel a sense of despair, as if they could already see their future of being stuck at the intermediate level.

"Nothing special." Xu Wan sneered, her back ramrod straight, her eyes filled with unwavering conviction. She firmly believed that it wouldn't be long before she could reach the advanced level, or even a higher realm.

Her eyes lit up, and she looked at Lin Dong again, pressing him for an answer: "Teacher, what about an even higher level?"

Lin Dong gave Xu Wan a deep look, secretly surprised: This girl's Dao heart is so firm?

He even had a vague feeling that it was so strong it was almost sinister.

Without saying much, he continued explaining: "The Archmage continues to condense the Demon Sun, Demon Moon, and Demon Star. After collecting ten, he can advance to the Great Demon Sun, Great Demon Moon, and Great Demon Star, stepping into the fifth realm—the Grand Archmage."

"Grand Magisters can construct their own domains. Within these domains, a world of their own is formed, allowing them to move instantly. Corresponding celestial phenomena will appear above their heads, continuously providing them with a boost to their combat power. They can also trigger unique domain effects."

"Grand Magister? Does that mean he can summon meteors?" The chubby boy couldn't help but interject, his mind instantly recalling a certain chosen one from history.

A classmate next to him immediately joked, "Hehehe, why don't you hurry up and transfer fifty yuan to me to help me regain my strength so that one day when I ascend the throne, I can appoint you as the Grand Eunuch Protector of the Nation!"

As the noise gradually subsided, Lin Dong continued, "The sixth realm, the Saint Archmage, still requires condensing ten magical sources corresponding to celestial phenomena to advance."

"Upon entering this realm, even without condensing demonic armor or activating a domain, one's physical body will have already undergone a complete transformation, becoming incomparably powerful, capable of flying through the air and traversing the heavens and earth."

"All Dharma masters in the world can be called saints."

"As for the seventh realm—Mythical Magician," Lin Dong paused, his voice lowering slightly, "this is merely a legendary realm deduced by ancient sages. From ancient times to the present, no one has ever successfully stepped into it, so its true combat power remains unknown."

Seeing that there was still plenty of time, Lin Dong was preparing to continue explaining other magical knowledge when a clear voice suddenly rang out.

"I know."

Xu Wan stood up from her seat again, her tone calm but exuding an undeniable confidence.

Lin Dong was slightly taken aback: "You knew?"

He initially thought the girl truly knew some secret, but then he heard Xu Wan laugh loudly, "Mythical mage, that's the legendary emperor!"

"With a single thought, the world transforms into a mulberry field; with one's hand, one can pluck stars and grasp the moon; one can rule over eternity; one can turn one's back on all living beings; one can live forever and be eternally indestructible!"

"And I, Xu Wan, will one day surely step into this realm, become the sole Great Emperor of this world, and be worshipped by all living beings!"

In the corner of the classroom, the white-haired girl looked at her calmly, and sighed inwardly once again: What a person with a firm Dao heart.

A fighting spirit quietly rose in her heart: Xu Wan, then let's wait and see if you reach the peak first, or if I become unparalleled in the world first.

Perhaps in the near future, the two will have a showdown to prove their Dao.

Lin Dong was speechless for a moment, looking at the triumphant Xu Wan, and finally realized what was going on—

This girl is probably a severe case of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome).

The other students also stared at Xu Wan with complicated expressions, inwardly cursing:

Class monitor, you are indeed talented, perhaps even second only to Chu Ge, but this boast is a bit too outrageous, isn't it?

What's the difference between what you're saying now and taking your pants off and defecating in public?

Tang Xiaoran sat next to Xu Wan, feeling awkward and uncomfortable. She quietly tugged at Xu Wan's sleeve, wanting her to sit down quickly.

She sighed inwardly: Ever since Xu Wan started playing that game called Fourth World, her chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) has become more and more serious, almost like she's gone mad.

During the last family gathering, Xu Wan frankly stated that her slow progress in spiritual cultivation was due to the entanglements of family ties, and that she would eventually sever all ties to focus on attaining enlightenment.

He even boasted that he would cultivate the Great Thousand Records and comprehend the method of ascending the steps of the Azure Dung to help him become a god as soon as possible.

Xu's father went to check the information in the Daqian Record and learned that it was an evil technique. He was so angry that he almost fainted and even thought about sending her to a mental hospital for treatment.

But Xu Wan remained steadfast in her belief that she was not wrong, her face resolute: "The struggle for enlightenment has always been like this. If I don't even have this determination and this courage, how can I talk about dominating all ages and achieving the position of Great Emperor?"

She gazed at her father, whose former vigor had long since faded, and said softly, "Old Deng, you've become cowardly. Do you still remember how you fought so hard for your dreams?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Xu's father grabbed a Seven Wolves cigarette and chased her for two blocks, making her stumble and crawl.

In the dead of night, all was quiet, and the moonlight was like water.

On the rooftop of the Magic Association's temporary dormitory, Xu Wan had just pushed open the rooftop door when she saw that familiar white-haired figure.

"You've also come to the rooftop to cultivate?" Xu Wan's eyes lit up with interest; she hadn't expected there to be someone even more eccentric than herself.

"Hmm." Chu Ge responded lightly, a hint of surprise in his eyes as he looked at Xu Wan.

This woman truly has the potential to attain enlightenment.

The two sat side by side in the center of the rooftop, their hair fluttering in the wind, surrounded by a faint magical aura, bathed in the soft moonlight, as they devoted themselves to cultivation.

Two hours later, Xu Wan, who was immersed in deep cultivation, suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Chu Ge: "It seems someone has come up."

"I know," Chu Ge said calmly, his tone indifferent.

The next second, both of their eyes turned towards the entrance to the rooftop.