Wizards begin with Occlumency.

Chapter 328 Unaware of Being a Guest in a Dream

"No!"

Inside the ninth trial's secret realm.

Having made no progress for a long time and finding herself in dire straits, Iris Clark suddenly had a premonition.

She raised her head and looked at the dozens of beams of light shooting into the secret realm from the sky. She learned from the test mechanism that these beams of light were support provided to her by the wizarding world, but she was not happy at all. Instead, she let out a sigh.

After so much time, Iris has completed eight trials.

With each test she completes, her level and strength will increase significantly.

Therefore, by the time she entered the ninth trial, she already possessed the level and strength equivalent to a fifth-level sage.

Iris sensed something was amiss with her rapidly increasing level and strength, coupled with a lack of knowledge and experience to manage it.

How can a small child wield a heavy sword weighing dozens of kilograms, let alone wield it well?

Nonsense!

Therefore, after entering the ninth test, Iris did not rush to pass the test. Instead, she took advantage of the nine chances to hone herself and refine her ability to control her emotions.

Now, Iris has used up five chances and is about to begin her sixth attempt at the ninth trial.

During her previous five attempts to break through the barriers, Iris, while not having fully mastered the strength equivalent to a level five sage, was at least able to use her various abilities with confidence and without worrying about losing control or injuring herself.

This is a very significant improvement.

With each improvement in the precision of a squad's strength, the difficulty of the test decreases slightly.

Based on this, Iris was confident that she could pass the ninth test before using up her nine chances.

According to the test mechanism, as long as Iris can pass the test, her level and strength will be raised to the level of a sixth-level sage.

At that time, the special ruins world will be smelted and transformed into a "destined world" completely controlled by Iris.

As long as Iris's knowledge and understanding of the rules keep up, she can challenge for the rank of Great Sage at any time.

In this way, Iris doesn't have to worry at all about becoming a mere tool or an insignificant pawn after opening the passage through the parallel universe behind the special ruined world!

however……

Watching the 64 dazzling beams of light descend from the sky, piercing through the entire trial realm, lingering for a long time, and even showing signs of becoming brighter.

Iris's feelings became extremely complicated.

Even at this moment, amidst the ninth trial, Iris's control over the special ruins world was enough for her to know the origin of these pillars of light.

"Are you really trying to help me? Or...?"

Iris murmured to herself in a low voice.

"They don't really want to help you!"

Iris Messiah, dressed as a Northern Beastmaster, appeared silently, a mocking smile playing on her lips. "Back then, when my identity was exposed, I wasn't met with respect, but rather with being forcibly killed. Guess why?"

Iris turned her head to look at the other person, waiting for their explanation.

After struggling through the eighth test, Iris made a careless mistake and failed to suppress her surging power, causing her two past lives, which she should have completely destroyed, to rise from the ashes and reappear.

Although those two can no longer interfere with reality, they can appear in Iris's field of vision at any time in the form of illusions.

What's most disgusting is that this process is not under Iris's control.

The other party can appear or disappear whenever they want.

The scene that unfolds is that Iris often looks left and right, and then says some inexplicable things, as if she is talking to someone.

If there were outsiders present, they would most likely think that Iris was mentally unstable, talking to herself and spouting nonsense.

Iris Messiah didn't keep them in suspense, saying softly, "The reason is simply that my active period hasn't reached the point prophesied by the Saint of Nostrodam, so I shouldn't have appeared! Hehe... Haha..."

Iris Messiah threw her head back and laughed wildly, her expression and posture utterly deranged: "Just because the prophetic time hasn't arrived yet, I should willingly be beaten to death. Hahaha... Hehehe... This is the wizarding world! This is the High Council!"

There's nothing new under the sun.

Wearing a light blue floral dress, the mature and serene Iris also joined in the fun, saying "Nonsense."

Iris Clark listened to the words of the two people from her past life, but remained unmoved and regained her composure.

Everything was unclear, and Iris didn't know what the Supreme Council was planning.

Therefore, she wouldn't harbor resentment towards the wizarding world or the High Council just because of a few simple words.

Iris composed herself and waited quietly for the test mechanism to react.

Since things have come to this, there is no other option but to accept it.

There is no difference between accepting with suspicion and accepting calmly.

Not long after, when the 64 beams of light forcibly stuffed something into the trial realm of the ninth trial, the trial mechanism reacted.

The predetermined ninth trial was reset, all of Iris's previous failures were nullified, and her figure suddenly disappeared.

The entire trial realm shattered in an instant and was quickly reassembled.

One begets two, two begets three, eventually giving rise to a total of 65 different trial realms, completely separating Iris from the 64 wizards who were forcibly inserted into the High Council using special means.

In this way, it would be useless for Iris Clark to pass the test on her own; the other 64 wizards would have to pass the test individually or with her help.

Iris Clarke has now completed the new ninth test.

Moreover, the possibility of remelting the special ruins world has become much slimmer.

This is really... a case of doing more harm than good?

in the starry sky.

Link felt the beam of light falling on him begin to generate a strong suction force.

For wizards, this is not a pleasant experience.

While being silently immobilized, they were also being carried away by a powerful suction to an unknown place.

However, Link did not resist; in fact, he cooperated very well.

"Remember to come find me, Wizard Grand."

Jasmine Michelle screamed hysterically and vanished in an instant.

Link's figure was also teleported away by the beam of light in that instant.

I only saw Jessie open her mouth, but I couldn't hear what she said.

It felt like I'd been thrown into a washing machine.

It gurgles and rolls, spinning endlessly.

Before long, Link was turned into a state of mental confusion, delirium, and utter disorientation.

I don't know how many times it spun around.

With a soft "poof".

It's like squeezing out a meatball and rolling it into the water.

Link was freed from the dizzying sensation and landed in a warm, humid environment.

For some reason, my eyelids felt unusually heavy, and I couldn't open them no matter what I did.

I want to speak, but I can't.

Even turning his body was extremely difficult.

And he became increasingly sleepy.

The time I can stay awake each day is extremely short, less than a minute.

and many more……

What is the concept of "every day"?

How do I know this?

With doubts arising in his mind, and without thinking it over, Link fell into a deep sleep again.

This situation persisted for quite some time, several months, until a major change finally occurred.

Link felt the warm, humid environment that had sheltered him for so long begin to repel him, forcing him to leave.

If you're leaving, then leave.

Who cares?

For some reason, Link became extremely emotional and even started sulking.

Following that force of rejection, Link struggled to escape the warm, humid environment and leave this place that no longer welcomed him.

The escape went very smoothly.

In just a moment, Link left the warm and humid environment through a relatively narrow passage.

What does this taste like?

As soon as he left, Link noticed something was wrong.

He subconsciously sniffed.

Wait, what is a nose?

Sniff, sniff...

After sniffing a few more times, Link breathed in air with an indescribable smell, which made him feel quite uncomfortable.

The old, warm, and humid environment was much more comfortable.

Link found himself missing the place after only being away for a short while.

However, those who have abandoned me, the days of yesterday cannot be retained.

Since you've already left, there's no need to dwell on the past too much... right?

Let's see what the new environment is like.

Thinking in a daze, Link blinked and forced his eyes, which hadn't been open for a long time, open wide.

What came into view was a person wearing a hat and a mask, whose face was obscured, except for a pair of bright eyes that seemed to speak.

Link could clearly see something like, "Hey, this guy is interesting," in the other person's eyes.

I'm about to use my limited mental capacity to think about my current situation.

With a crisp snap,

Feeling the burning pain in his buttocks, Link was somewhat incredulous.

I... got spanked?

Anger ignited instantly.

Following his instincts, Link opened his mouth and shouted angrily, "Who is it? Step forward!"

Something unexpected happened.

Link thought he was cursing, but what he heard was a clear and loud cry.

Only then did Link, with the little intelligence he had left, realize that he had become a newborn baby!

"I……"

Just as he was wondering how to express his feelings, Link opened his mouth, yawned, and fell asleep.

Before I fell completely asleep, I seemed to hear a muttering.

The nurse or doctor holding him whispered in Mandarin, a language they hadn't heard in a long, long time, "The little one is finally born. You must be a good and considerate child; your mother suffered so much while she was pregnant with you."

On the bed, the young woman, who had just finished postpartum cleaning and was now a new mother, had a maternal glow on her face as she slowly raised her hands.

Seeing this, the nurse quickly took the sleeping baby over.

The young mother hugged her son to her sides, looked him over carefully several times, her lips trembled, and she almost cried out, "How can he be so ugly!"

For a moment, all the doctors and nurses in the delivery room were amused.

"Newborn babies are all like this, their skin is all wrinkled. After a few days, it will open up and they will look nice."

The doctor offered a reassuring remark and then signaled to the nurse to move the bed out of the delivery room.

Time flies.

More than six years have passed in the blink of an eye.

After six years of experience, the young mother has made significant progress in her role as a mother.

She even went from being a pampered girl who never ate anything to becoming an expert in all kinds of dishes, just to make nutritious and delicious meals for her son.

What comforted the young mother was that her son was naturally sensible and never misbehaved.

Aside from his preference for being alone since childhood and his refusal to play with peers, he is practically the most perfect son in the world.

"Link, come here."

The young mother had cooked a pot of carrot and pork rib soup, ladled out a bowl, and called out from the kitchen.

"They're here."

A perfectly sculpted, excessively cute little boy responded and walked into the kitchen with steady, measured steps.

Seeing her son acting like a little adult, the young mother couldn't resist teasing him. She deliberately put on a stern face and scolded, "When parents call, they should answer immediately. You're too slow, and Mom is very unhappy!"

The little boy version of Link stared with wide eyes, revealing a deep sense of helplessness. He then gave in to his mother's tearful gaze, sighed, and bowed, saying, "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I'll definitely change next time."

"That's my good son!"

The young mother gave a proud snort, rewarded the little boy with a sweet kiss on the cheek, then picked up the bowl of pork rib soup and said in a commanding tone, "Drink it all, not a drop left, understand?"

"Okay~"

The little boy responded with a drawn-out tone, then slowly walked to the dining room with the soup bowl in his hand. He placed the bowl on the table, sat up properly, scooped the soup with a spoon, and sipped it slowly.

"He'll be seven years old in a few days."

While sipping the sweet carrot and pork rib soup, Link was scheming in his mind.

After more than six years of development, Link's intelligence has almost fully recovered, and he is no different from before he supported Iris Clark.

What troubled Link even more was that his sea of ​​consciousness was locked by a powerful force, and he couldn't open it no matter what he did.

All contact with Flandre has been completely blocked.

His mental strength at this moment is only slightly stronger than that of his peers, and is still below the average level of a twelve-year-old boy in the wizarding world.

I can't seem to activate the pay-to-win system.

There are no cheat codes, no extra help.

Even the knowledge learned in the wizarding world is blocked; one can only sense it, but cannot access it.

All these circumstances indicate that he has truly become a genuine six-year-old child.

Of course, it doesn't mean that just because you're a six-year-old child, you have to act childish.

Link never hid his unusual traits; he loved being alone, thinking, and reading.

The single mother, still busy in the kitchen, was initially only slightly surprised, but she didn't reject it; instead, she smoothly accepted her son's unusual behavior.

Very inclusive, very great.

There's a reason why Link is always unwilling to go against the other party's wishes and often does things he doesn't want to do.

The single mother was originally a powerful cultivator.

During her pregnancy, Link unconsciously meditated every day, absorbing too much nutrition and energy, which completely ruined her spiritual practice as a single mother, and even made her body weaker than the average person.

Changing this situation wouldn't be difficult if Link could regain some of his strength or make progress in his training.

Lin Ke's long-awaited seventh birthday marks the beginning of his cultivation in "this world".

Link understood that regardless of whether this world was real or not, if he wanted to pass the test and achieve his goal of supporting Iris Clark, everything depended on his cultivation.

Since we have to cultivate according to the methods of this world anyway, it would be a convenient thing to help single mothers recover their health and cultivation when we achieve success in our cultivation. Why not do it?

Link has always held his mother in high esteem.

(End of this chapter)