Wizards begin with Occlumency.

Feeling apprehensive as one nears home?

Link didn't have that feeling.

The closer one gets to the Quetzal Islands, the more vivid the memories become.

At that time, he had just been transported there by soul, or more accurately, he had awakened his innate wisdom.

They were filled with both fear and curiosity about the unknown world.

Like a tiny snail, wanting to travel to distant places, but first using its antennae to measure its surroundings before taking action.

He possesses a system that he considers standard for transmigrators, and harbors a hidden arrogance.

My father was a blacksmith who made farm tools and fishing gear to support the family.

In addition to managing the household chores, the mother raised sheep and dairy cows.

Link was neither hungry nor cold, though he wasn't wealthy, not even comfortably well-off, but he was never hungry or cold.

Leading five new recruits with qualifications of at least the third rank, Link entered Viscount Holloway's castle and suddenly remembered what had happened that day.

A wizard sat in the main seat, his face unmasked, yet his features were obscured.

The eligible teenagers below, one by one, stepped forward with high expectations to have their qualifications checked, and one by one, they left sadly and dejectedly.

After the White Sails arrived at the first island, Link did the same thing, and from this perspective, nothing seemed amiss.

I thought that once I arrived in the Quete Islands, it would be the same, and nothing would change.

However, once the qualification test actually began, Link's calm heart began to waver.

Memories flooded back.

Linken Niandong left immediately, leaving behind a clone while his true body disappeared into the void, heading towards the home he remembered.

Within the stormy sea, the concentration of free magic is extremely low, making it unsuitable for continuous spellcasting.

Go quickly and come back quickly, just take a look.

"They moved away?"

In an instant, they arrived at the original address, but the blacksmith shop and the house behind it were gone.

Instead, a larger blacksmith shop was built.

With this thought in mind, Link followed the bloodline and quickly found the Grand family.

Upon arriving at his new home, Link discovered that it was a more luxurious manor-style castle than Viscount Holloway's Castle.

Mr. Grand was enjoying the servants' service and feasting.

Red wine, roast chicken, lamb chops, veal chops, and all kinds of seafood.

A table full of delicious food was prepared solely for Mr. Grand's enjoyment.

The once robust and burly Mr. Grand, having lived a life of luxury for too long, is now pot-bellied and has become a wealthy gentleman.

Mrs. Grand was personally guiding a child of about three years old as he learned to walk on the lawn in the garden.

A happy family of three.

The child was probably tired from walking, so he plopped down on the ground and refused to move.

Lady Grand beckoned a maid to watch the child, then walked to the dining table, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Moore, another wizard is here today to test aptitude. Do you think it might be Link?"

"have no idea."

Moore, or Mr. Grand, forked a piece of steak and stuffed it into his mouth, mumbling between chews, "Don't worry about Link anymore. He's already a true wizard, and he's doing great now. Otherwise, would you and I be enjoying this? Viscount Holiday dares to act like a nobleman in front of me now?"

"Ugh!"

Seeing that her husband only wanted to enjoy himself, Mrs. Grand sighed and didn't continue.

She picked up a glass of juice from the table, walked to the lawn in the garden, and looked in one direction.

The port of Captopril is in this direction.

Back then, her son Link left the Quete Islands from the port of Captopril.

The year after he left, his family became extremely wealthy.

More and more people are lining up to give money.

More each year than the last.

Although she lacked worldly experience, she understood that the change was due to her son becoming a person she never dared to dream of.

Just as her husband Moore said, their son might not even need to lift a finger; just having the idea would change the title of Viscount Holliday to Viscount Grand.

He's a truly important person now.

There's no need to worry.

Just live your life well, live peacefully, and enjoy happiness.

But a mother worries when her son travels a thousand miles.

Is it really possible to not worry?

Mrs. Grande didn't know if others could, but she certainly couldn't.

Looking at his mother gazing into the distance, Link longed to appear before her and reunite the family.

However, once they appear, what should they say?

What will happen next?

Could there be a situation where the middle-aged Runtu sees Xun Ge'er and calls him "Master" instead?

Link thinks so.

Things have changed, so let those beautiful memories remain in the past.

Link took a deep look at his mother, then turned and left.

Each of them had a drop of the medicinal liquid containing a large amount of easily absorbed life force, which fell into Mr. Grand's red wine and Mrs. Grand's juice.

Unaware of what was happening, the two drank it.

Change won't happen immediately; it needs to be gradual.

After noon, Link led the seven new recruits, who had bid farewell to their families and enjoyed a sumptuous lunch at Viscount Hollande Castle, away from the Viscounte and boarded the White Sail ship from Captopril Harbor back to the west coast.

Mr. and Mrs. Grande then noticed the changes in themselves.

One's body returns to health, all the fat disappears, and one regains a robust and strong physique, with seemingly inexhaustible energy.

One wrinkle disappeared completely, all the old ailments left from overwork in her early years healed on their own, her skin became smoother than a young girl's, and she regained her youthful beauty.

With such a change, how could one not know what had happened?

The wizard presiding over this year's wizarding qualification test is none other than their son, Link Grand.

Moreover, their son came back to visit them.

They just didn't show up in person.

"Link..."

Mrs. Grand looked out over the Capople harbor once more, as if she could see a ship carrying her son, drifting into the distance.

Once he leaves, there will probably be no turning back.

A single, glistening tear slid down the corner of her eye.

"Go, little Link, do well in your endeavors, and don't worry about home."

Mrs. Grand murmured to herself, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Mommy, Mommy..."

Just then, my three-year-old son woke up from his afternoon nap and started crying for his mother.

Wiping away her tears with a silk handkerchief, Mrs. Grand composed herself, picked up her youngest son, and began to play with him.

Life must go on.

On the White Sail.

Link withdrew his gaze, turned and walked into the cabin, no longer trapped in the past.

In the world of human immortal martial arts, he once repaid the debt of giving birth and raising children.

Therefore, this time, I can say that I am quite familiar with the process.

He also understood the deeper meaning behind Dean Forrest's arrangement for him to return to the Storm Sea.

It's not about cutting ties with the past, but rather about remembering our origins.

Repaying the debt of gratitude for being born and raised is not about severing ties completely, but about having a clear conscience and moving on lightly.

Once the transformation period is over and one is promoted to a sage, the cost of considering the family again will be very high.

Link understood the deeper meaning behind this.

Over the next few days, the White Sail sailed smoothly and arrived at the west coast.

After that, the recruitment of new blood was no longer Link's concern.

He was simply following the example of the wise man Paro, offering some inconspicuous reminders.

After returning to the college, Lin Ke went to work steadily.

I clock in every day, sit in the office, review papers, and examine patents.

It wasn't exactly leisurely and carefree, but it wasn't tedious with paperwork either.

As time goes by, a period of transformation quietly arrives.

Link clearly sensed the existence of the world's will.

It was a feeling that couldn't be described in words.

If we were to make a comparison, it would be like a speck of dust, standing beneath the starry sky, suddenly discovering its vastness, grandeur, and inclusiveness.

It's like being conceived in the form of a fetus in a world of immortal martial arts.

Perhaps it is not quite appropriate to use the word "mother" to describe the will of the world.

But that's the feeling Link got.

The resonance with the will of the world has begun.

The days when everything was real began.

Speak the truth, do real things, don't try to manage your facial expressions, and don't fake your emotions.

Most importantly, one should not deliberately avoid social interaction.

Embarrassing things will naturally happen one after another.

Asander, the "freedom to do anything," the "brotherhood," and the "socially awkward group," who are the people who interact with Link the most, couldn't help but chuckle.

Without professional training, they would probably burst into laughter.

Faced with this situation, what can Link do?

We can only accept it.

Such self-deception is not in line with the behavior required during the transitional period.

As for understanding the rules, Link started early on and is progressing extremely quickly.

However, the overall progress in resonating with the world's will is somewhat unsatisfactory.

Link knew the reason, so he didn't panic, nor did he think he would fail to get promoted.

only……

Looking at the messages I receive, one per day, there have been over eighty in total, but no response.

Link couldn't help but feel a little irritated.

Jasmine went to the North for an exchange program and has not been heard from since.

When I asked Dean Forrest, the reply was always the same: everything is going well, don't worry.

Link also thought there was no need to worry.

However, during the period of transformation, speaking the truth and doing real things are all about authenticity and sincerity.

So here's the question.

Including the eighteen years since the world of human immortal martial arts faded, Link has not seen Jasmine for a full nineteen years.

Not counting those eighteen years, it's been almost four months since we last met.

What is Link's true feeling for Jasmine?

What is the significance of jasmine to Link?

Standing in front of the office window, Link suddenly asked himself these two questions.

These two issues are related in a way that is both one and two.

Once you understand one thing, the answer to the other will naturally follow.

But these kinds of problems are really not easy to figure out.

More than a month has passed since Link asked himself these two questions, and he still hasn't been able to give himself a definite answer.

Until the early hours of one day, my personal smart device beeped twice, receiving two voice messages.

The other party was an unfamiliar account, but Link opened the message and listened; the voice sounded most familiar.

Link, I'm out.

I miss you so much!

Jasmine's voice was soft and gentle, her tone and emotions not intense, like the babbling of a stream.

To Link, it sounded like thunder from the heavens.

With a loud bang.

All doubts and confusion were shattered.

The dust that had been covering my heart has been completely shaken off.

Link confronted the deepest part of his heart.

There are vivid scenes there.

A girl demonstrates how to test a wizard's aptitude; a girl clumsily uses CPU skills; a girl, having caused trouble and disrupted her peaceful life, hides deep remorse in her eyes; a girl suddenly realizes her mistake and resolves to study diligently; a girl squats on the lawn, silently waiting for her return, filled with worry; a girl discovers the gap between them widening and risks everything time and time again; a girl silently plays the role of a supportive wife in various situations…

Even a wild goose can leave a trace as it flies by.

People's hearts are not stones; they can be warmed.

Before he knew it, the girl had taken up residence in his heart.

"Jasmine..."

Link took a deep breath and murmured softly.

Jasmine is both his tempering and his magic.

A faint smile spread across Link's lips.

The progress of resonating with the will of the world suddenly reached perfection, and one could complete the advancement at any time and become a sage.

Countless insights rushed to Link's attention.

However, Link only actively grasped one of the insights; for the others, he had to compete and demonstrate his superiority before Link would adopt them.

That insight about taking the initiative to seize opportunities is actually a very simple principle.

Link, however, considered it the most profound and also the most difficult to understand thoroughly.

Wizards are human too.

As human beings, we have seven emotions and six desires.

Only by facing your own desires, acknowledging your own desires, and being the most authentic person can you become the most authentic wizard.

Link picked up his personal smart device and initiated a video call request to Jasmine's new account.

Shortly afterward, the communication was established.

Judging from the background, Jasmine is on an aircraft, surrounded by many people.

Wizards from Rivosos Academy, beast tamers from the North—some I've met, some I haven't.

Link ignored everything else, looked at Jasmine, and said earnestly, "I missed you too."

Jasmine fell silent upon hearing this, then looked surprised, and then delighted.

This is the first time Link has responded to her so directly, right?

"Wait for me to come back."

Jasmine's eyes, which had been tired from the heavy workload of studying and exchanging ideas, suddenly shone with boundless brilliance.

A kind word can warm you for three winter months.

For Jasmine, Link's simple words, "I miss you too," were more than just kind words; they were proof.

This proves that Jasmine's efforts were not one-sided, and that her persistence was not in vain.

With so many people around, Jasmine managed to suppress her excitement and refrain from immediately pouring out her heart.

After hanging up the call, Link got up and personally cooked a heartfelt late-night snack, waiting for Jasmine's return.

At three in the morning, Jasmine used a teleportation system to travel across mountains and seas back to the lakeside villa.

Once inside, Jasmine could no longer suppress her emotions and threw herself into Link's arms like a cannonball.

She wrapped her arms tightly around Link's neck, her legs tightly around Link's waist, and buried her head in his neck, holding on tightly with all her might.

She longed to merge herself into Link's body and never be separated again.

A series of thumping sounds rang out, like war drums.

Their hearts were pounding wildly with anticipation of their reunion.

Blood surged, emotions erupted.

Jasmine suddenly raised her head, looked at Link with a dazed expression, and bit him.

Very hard.

He wanted to eat Link.

At this moment, in this situation, Link was not about to back down and retaliated in kind.

You want to eat me, but I want to eat you too!

A major battle is about to break out.

The two fought fiercely, their battle earth-shattering, with sparks flying and lightning flashing.

When the storm has passed and the seas have calmed, I will be content.

Link released the suppression of the progress of the resonance with the world's will, and quietly ascended to the sage level.

Jasmine, whose mind was completely blank, became the only person watching the ceremony.

I gained a tiny bit of something! (End of Chapter)