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Master Wang stood up, gesturing for Lin Jie to follow, and walked deeper into the library.

"No one learns it because the skill has too high a barrier to entry."

Master Wang walked ahead, lowering his voice to explain: "Alchemy is an ancient secret art passed down from the Middle Ages. In its earliest form, it was used to turn ordinary scrap iron into gold. Later, after several generations of mages improved upon it, it was combined with magic to create various magical artifacts with special properties."

"It sounds easy, but there are two hard conditions for actually doing it."

"First, the process of crafting a magical artifact will frantically drain the spellcaster's own magical energy! Second, it requires the spellcaster to have an abnormally precise control over magic power."

"These two rules alone have effectively blocked the vast majority of mages. Many mages spend their entire lives borrowing energy from Vishanti or other dimensions to fight, and they don't have much magic power reserves of their own, so they can't even get the basic qualifications for alchemy."

After finishing his speech, Master Wang turned and glanced at Lin Jie.

If it were any other apprentice who came to borrow this book, Master Wang would have dismissed them with a simple "You can't learn it."

But Lin Jie is different. Master Wang has personally witnessed the boy's magical reserves and control; he is an absolute monster.

"So that's how it is. Thank you for your explanation, Master Wang." Lin Jie suddenly understood.

As they were talking, Master Wang stopped in front of a row of dusty bookshelves.

He crouched down and pulled out a thick, ancient book in sheepskin from the bottom corner.

"call--"

Master Wang blew hard on the dust on the book, coughing twice as if choked by the dust: "Have you thought this through? You really want to practice this?"

Lin Jie fanned away the flying dust with his hand, and looking at the three large, blurred characters "Alchemy" on the parchment book, a surge of excitement rose in his heart.

"Master Wang, does the Supreme Master know this skill?" Lin Jie asked curiously.

"Nonsense." Master Wang handed over the book. "The Supreme Master knows everything that's in the Kamar-Taj Library."

"Alright, thank you, Master Wang!" Lin Jie accepted the ancient book with both hands, as if he had found a treasure.

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Although we now have the Eternal Spear, it's too conspicuous. Making some small items to protect ourselves is the best approach.

After thanking him, Lin Jie happily returned to his dormitory, clutching the book.

......

Early the next morning.

As usual, Lin Jie arrived at the fighting arena on time.

The Ancient One has not arrived yet.

Lin Jie stood at the edge of the field, unable to resist pressing his throbbing temples hard, his face turning a little pale.

He was quite busy last night.

I read through the basic magic encyclopedia that Carter gave me in one go, and then spent half the night flipping through that thick ancient alchemical book.

Not only that, he also took the opportunity to ponder the mirror space magic that the Ancient One had demonstrated yesterday.

He used to learn from Carter and Master Wang, practicing one basic spell at a time. With his abnormal comprehension, he could master most of it in one night.

But last night, the theories, formulas, and magic arrays of various high-level magics were intertwined, and the amount of information was astonishing!

This was the first time since Lin Jie transmigrated that he felt his brain wasn't working properly, and he vaguely touched upon the so-called "bottleneck".

"What's wrong? Do you have a headache?"

Just as Lin Jie closed his eyes and rubbed his head, a calm voice sounded behind him.

Lin Jie quickly turned around and saw that the Ancient One was already standing behind him, smiling at him.

"Supreme Master," Lin Jie bowed respectfully, "I do have a bit of a headache, my head is buzzing."

"Of course." The Ancient One walked over and sat down, gently fanning herself with her folding fan. "You're cramming too much into your head, no wonder you have a headache."

"You noticed?" Lin Jie scratched the back of his head somewhat awkwardly.

"You're just starting out, and your thirst for knowledge is a good thing, but you have to take it one step at a time," the Ancient One gently advised him. "Magic is divided into many levels. From basic, beginner, intermediate to advanced, each step requires time to mature. Of course, the highest level is unlimited magic."

Lin Jie pricked up his ears. He understood everything before, but the last word sounded very new.

"Unrestricted magic? What level of spell is that?" Lin Jie asked curiously.

"To put it simply, it's creating your own magic."

The Ancient One stopped fanning herself and looked intently at Lin Jie.

Self-created magic?!

Lin Jie has truly learned a lot this time.

"Master, so you can create magic yourself?"

Lin Jie's eyes lit up, as if he had opened the door to a new world.

"All things return to their origin; once you understand the essence of energy, you can do whatever you want."

The Ancient One nodded slightly, then steered the conversation back on track, "How's your thinking about the spatial power I asked you to ponder yesterday?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Jie scratched his head: "To be honest, it's not going very smoothly. I keep getting stuck at certain points. It feels like either my brain isn't working properly, or my internal magic isn't keeping up."

"If you can't calm your mind, you naturally won't be able to figure things out." Gu Yi stood up. "Let's go to the quiet room. That's the best place for thinking."

Lin Jie followed Gu Yi to a quiet room next to the fighting arena.

As soon as she entered, Gu Yi lit a stick of sandalwood incense to focus her mind.

"The library at Kamar-Taj is indeed a treasure trove, but sometimes, reading too many books can cloud your judgment," the Ancient One said softly, watching the rising smoke. "Close your eyes and clear your mind."

Lin Jie obediently sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.

Seeing Lin Jie quickly get into the zone, the Ancient One turned and walked out of the meditation room.

If you count the days, it's been quite a while since she last visited the training grounds to see the new apprentices.

......

At this moment, in the training grounds of Kamar-Taj.

Modu was rubbing his aching lower back, his face filled with utter despair.

He never imagined that he, the senior brother of Kamar-Taj and a ruthless figure in charge of the commandments, would be reduced to serving an Asgardian prince!

Changing Saul's dressings, wiping his back, and having to put up with that guy's awful temper!

This is all Lin Jie's fault!

Why should he have to clean up the mess?

The master's favoritism is too obvious!

Modu sighed deeply, suppressing his grievances.

While Thor was asleep, he quickly came out to check on the apprentices' training. This was of paramount importance for Kamar-Taj in replenishing its ranks with fresh blood.

"Senior Brother."

When Lucian, who was in charge of teaching, saw Mordo approaching, he immediately stopped what he was doing and bowed respectfully.

"Hmm." Mordo waved his hand, glancing at the apprentices struggling to draw glowing lines, and casually asked, "How's this batch of newcomers?"

Lucian shook his head and said frankly, "The progress is much slower than the previous batches, and there are basically no good prospects."

"You can't say that," Mordo immediately retorted. "That little girl named Lilia is quite good. She has a solid foundation and trains very hard. Now even Carter is no match for her."

As for Lin Jie?

Modu didn't want to mention it at all; it was a humanoid cheat code that couldn't be considered a normal person at all.

Lucian nodded, but then changed the subject: "Apart from those two, the others really aren't good enough. I reckon the truly talented prospects have already been poached by Dormammu's side."

Upon hearing the name "Dormammu," Mordo's expression instantly changed.

These three words are absolutely taboo in Kamar-Taj!

That is the Lord of the Dark Dimension, whom even the Sorcerer Supreme could only defend against but could not completely destroy.

Mordo stared intently at Lucian, his gaze instantly turning stern: "Lucian, why did you suddenly bring up that name?"