Wizards begin with Occlumency.

There's a phrase that describes something as vivid and lifelike.

The true spirit that left Link's head was just like that, exuding an incomparably vivid feeling.

The true spirit that is suspected to be the same entity is lifeless and not lively at all.

It's not even as good as the undead fire of the undead civilization.

It doesn't resemble a living being, but rather a broken true spirit salvaged from the river of time by some powerful being, patched up, and pasted together into a plaything.

"ha!"

Lotesno chuckled, saying with a hint of regret, "I was just about to reveal the answer when you figured it out yourself."

"What did you find?"

Link asked in return, his puzzled expression genuine.

"Don't you understand?"

Now it was Lautersnow's turn to be suspicious.

"don't know."

Link shook his head and withdrew his astral spirit, replying frankly, "I just had a gut feeling that his spirit was different."

When he said this, Link couldn't help but recall his experiences in the world of human immortal martial arts.

Those memories are veiled by frosted glass, unclear and impossible to fully immerse oneself in, like watching an old-fashioned black and white film.

But images and sounds will always exist, and can be reviewed at any time.

The cultivation, research, and breakthroughs in the martial arts of the immortals cannot be faked.

Link not only formally established the current Construct Wizard school based on Construct Martial Arts, but also drew much inspiration from the Human Immortal Martial Arts system.

This is how the wizarding civilization developed and grew.

Inclusiveness and tolerance, embracing all rivers.

They never look down on other civilizations, and are extremely adept at drawing nourishment from other civilizations to strengthen themselves.

Therefore, the significance of the Immortal Martial Arts World to Link goes far beyond its status as his natal world.

This realization sprouted deep within Link's heart, and he was suddenly moved.

The barrier between fourth-level and fifth-level sages is gone.

Link can be promoted at any time if he wants.

"Um?"

"Oh?"

Dean Forrest and Lotte Snow still noticed the aura fluctuations on Link's body that disappeared in an instant.

The two of them almost simultaneously uttered sounds of confusion, looking at Link with utter speechlessness.

Is this the result of years of hard work culminating in a breakthrough, or just a flash of inspiration?

A simple task of distinguishing truth from falsehood and investigating the underlying intentions unexpectedly became a promotion opportunity.

With this method, promotion seems far too easy!

However, Dean Forrest and Lautersnow were both well-informed and knowledgeable people.

Especially Lotte Snow, what kind of geniuses hasn't he seen?

The two were only surprised for a short while before they composed themselves and focused on the matter at hand.

Lotesno continued, picking up where Link had left off, explaining, "Strictly speaking, this person isn't Link's parallel universe counterpart, but rather their spiritual affinity is highly similar. The Celestial Court of the Celestial Civilization can anchor itself based on this high similarity in spiritual affinity, thereby making arrangements related to Link at the 'Destiny' level."

"So, this is how Celestial Master Xu Jing came up with his plans for the world of human immortal martial arts?"

Upon hearing this, Link immediately asked with concern.

"certainly."

Lotesno nodded, then added, "Although Master Xujing's rank is high, equivalent to a ninth-level Great Sage, he alone cannot traverse the universe's layout. Even if the passage between the two universes was destined to be opened thousands of years ago, even without a passage for people to travel back and forth, the two universes can still exchange information."

Dean Forrest then spoke up, asking, "So, you believe that the schemes targeting Link in the so-called world of human immortal martial arts are the collective work of the Celestial Court of the Immortal God Civilization?"

"It was at least a collective effort by the Celestial Master's Mansion, and the Ancestral Celestial Master, who was equivalent to a saint, was definitely involved."

Lottesnow answered with certainty.

However, upon hearing the words "Grandmaster," Dean Forrest did not feel happy that his doubts had been answered; instead, his expression became very solemn.

Saints possess one characteristic: when their names are mentioned, they are known.

Through some unseen connection, even across the vast void, a sage can pinpoint the person whose name is mentioned.

Lotesnor is the reincarnation of the Saint of Nostrodam, specializing in prophecy and curses.

According to the mythical civilization, they possessed an extremely high level of expertise in both discerning and concealing the secrets of heaven.

However, neither Forrest nor Link did so.

Lotesno can speak freely about the name of the Ancestral Master. Even if Forrest and Link don't mention it, as long as they are here, the Ancestral Master will know.

The mere presence of Master Xu Jing was already causing Dean Forrest a great deal of trouble, making him feel extremely difficult to deal with.

Let's have an even more powerful Celestial Master.

Doesn't that mean Rivosos Academy is directly confronting the West Coast Elemental Wizard Saint and the Elemental Mystic Society that rules the West Coast?

In other words, that's courting death!

"Don't worry, everything will be fine."

Lottesno noticed Dean Forrest's worry, waved his hand dismissively, and said, "With me here, he won't be able to sense what's happening here."

"Yeah?"

The entity that Lotesno brought suddenly spoke, its voice aged and heavy with the weight of time, "If I can't sense it, how could I not hear it?"

This unexpected change startled Dean Forrest.

Link instinctively took a few steps back, increasing the distance between himself and the suspected isotope.

The five-pointed star between his brows shines brightly, and his innate construct and other sets can be activated at any time.

Whether to fight, defend, flee, or survive to the extreme, it all depends on a single thought.

The confident Lottesno was clearly caught off guard and had not anticipated this.

He had conducted an extremely detailed examination when he found this suspected isotope.

From the inside out, from top to bottom, nothing suspicious was found.

To my surprise, I was caught off guard, which made me quite embarrassed and annoyed.

However, Dean Forrest, Link, and Lotte Snow are all people with strong willpower.

After a brief moment of shock, the three quickly regained their composure.

Dean Forrest and Link exchanged a glance, and very tacitly handed over the initiative in the conversation to Lottesno.

The reincarnation of this Nostrodam Saint was to deal with the Celestial Master of the Celestial Master's Mansion of the Celestial Civilization, who was equivalent to the Saint of the Wizarding Civilization.

Ignoring Dean Forrest and Link's petty thoughts and schemes, Lotesnow stepped forward, facing the suspected counterpart whose body had been taken over by the Celestial Master, and asked in confusion, "Celestial Master, how did you evade my inspection?"

"It doesn't matter whether you dodge it or not."

Faced with Lotesno's very direct question, the Ancestral Master waved his hand and chuckled, "I merely had the advantage of striking first. This body was crafted by me, and this true spirit was pieced together by me. What's the difficulty in taking back what came from my hands?"

"I see."

Lottesno nodded, having figured out the key point.

It comes with a backdoor from the factory, making it virtually impossible to guard against.

No longer focusing on that matter, Lotesnow asked directly, "What does the Ancestral Master intend to do, having gone to such lengths to plan this and personally appearing?"

The Celestial Master's response was simple: he chuckled and said, "My disciples and grand-disciples all say that your shamanic civilization values ​​directness and straightforwardness in communication, disliking beating around the bush. Indeed, I've come to understand; you are certainly direct enough."

"hehe……"

Lotesno responded with a cold laugh, but made no further comment.

The attitude is clear.

You're not answering my question; going around in circles is useless.

Since you've shown yourself, you must have something in mind. Let's see how long you can keep this up.

Completely oblivious to what Lautesnow meant, and seeing that Lautesnow showed no sign of pressing the matter further, the Celestial Master abandoned Lautesnow and turned to Link, who made no attempt to conceal his wariness, greeting him with a smile, "Long time no see."

This greeting immediately sparked countless questions in Link's mind.

Have we met?

no.

If not, why haven't we seen each other for so long?

Dean Forrest was also puzzled and eagerly awaited the explanation that the Celestial Master would give.

Lotesno was not angry at being neglected by the Celestial Master; he simply observed the Celestial Master's every word and action quietly.

Suppressing the questions surging in his mind, Link met the Grandmaster's gaze and calmly asked, "Grandmaster, when did we meet?"

The Celestial Master chuckled: "At that time, your true spirit was obscured and you couldn't remember, but I remember it very clearly. Although it happened more than 1,700 years ago, it is still vivid in my mind."

"Please enlighten me, Celestial Master."

Link thought for a moment, and following the etiquette of the immortal civilization, bowed and made a gesture of respect.

Dean Forrest and Lotte Snow were both very attentive, eager to hear the "past events" from the Celestial Master.

The Celestial Master raised his right hand, joined his index and middle fingers together, and touched the center of the body's brow, forcing out the lifeless spirit. He said in a deep voice:

"That year, I wandered through the stars, explored the limits of the universe, and traced back along the river of time."

They overcame various difficulties along the way and finally arrived at the source of the river of time.

The timelines of each universe are different, some long, some short, some fast, some slow.

Only the source seems to be the same.

The barriers between universes are also weakened to the extreme at their source.

Although direct communication between different universes is still hindered, information can still be transmitted through certain means.

Because of this characteristic, I met your Supreme Council's True Spirit Saints at the source of the river of time in our respective universes.

Then, separated by the barriers between two universes, we had an extremely hasty exchange and established the tone of mutual assistance between the immortal civilization and the wizard civilization.

The True Spirit Saint departed first, but I will linger to observe the source of the River of Time.

Just then, a great battle suddenly broke out at the source of the cosmic river of time on the other side.

The intensity of the battle was so high that it stirred up the source of time in that side of the universe, and even affected my side.

Although the impact was negligible, I could not ignore it, so I stepped in to help smooth out the source of the river of time.

It would have been better if I hadn't intervened; now that I have, I'm in trouble.

Somehow, a small hole appeared in the barrier at the source of cosmic time on that side.

Two beams of light burst out from the small hole.

I was busy freezing the river of time at the time and didn't have time to stop them. I could only watch helplessly as the two beams of light dissipated.

After that, a beam of light disappeared without a trace, and a beam of light miraculously passed through the connection between our two universes and entered your wizarding universe.

Later, when I had a moment to reflect on what I had seen, I discovered that within those two beams of light lay two true spirits.

At this point, the Celestial Master paused, pointed at Link, and continued, "You are the true spirit that entered the Wizarding Star Universe. During the process of entering, some insignificant debris fell off, which I collected and made into what you call the counterpart."

After listening to the Celestial Master's explanation of the origins, Link fell into deep thought.

Dean Forrest frowned deeply, lost in thought.

Lotesno asked curiously, "Was the other beam of light really lost? I doubt it, Grandmaster. They may not know the extent of the Saints' abilities, but I know them perfectly well. I don't believe that the Grandmaster was truly too busy to intervene or track it down."

"They have indeed disappeared without a trace."

When faced with the questioning, the Celestial Master chuckled and then replied earnestly, "It is the truth. If you do not believe it, I will not force you to."

"hehe……"

Lottesno responded with a cold laugh, his attitude quite clear.

I simply don't believe it.

Link snapped out of his reverie and asked sincerely but directly, "Grandmaster, what do you hope to gain from me after all this elaborate scheme?"

"What will you get?"

The Celestial Master repeated a few words from Link's words, and then said, "Actually, it's nothing much. First, I want to know what exactly happened at the source of the river of time on that side of the universe. Second, I want to find out the whereabouts of the other beam of light through you."

"Through me?"

Link was very puzzled. "Why do we need to find out where the other light is? And how can I find out where the other light is through you?"

"The reason for this involves the secrets of Heaven and cannot be disclosed."

This time, the Celestial Master didn't answer every question. He said apologetically, "Young friend Link, I have no other purpose in showing up here today. I just suddenly felt like saying hello. I came on a whim and will return when the whim is over. I'm leaving now. See you next time."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Celestial Master's consciousness disappeared from the body that appeared to be his counterpart.

Before Lottesno could make a move, the suspected isotope was erased bit by bit, starting from the soles of his feet, as if the marks on a piece of paper had been wiped away by an eraser.

Within moments, all traces of the suspected isotope disappeared.

"Good tactic."

Lottesno sighed sincerely.

Rank is rank, realm is realm, and strength is strength.

These three should not be confused.

As the reincarnation of the Saint of Nostrodam, Lotesnor was able to forcibly regain his saintly status after reincarnation through some arrangements made during his previous life.

However, a wizard's level and strength require a recovery process.

To put it bluntly, Lottesnow is currently all talk and no action.

He could just see what the Celestial Master was planning to do, but he couldn't react in time to stop him.

This was, however, a response from the Celestial Master.

This is in response to Lottesno's previous arrogant statement that "with me here, he can't sense what's happening here."

"That's a really good tactic."

Dean Forrest sighed at this point.

However, the points he made were quite different from those of Lottesno.

The Celestial Master left quietly, just as he had come quietly, waving his sleeves without taking away a single cloud.

However, it left behind many mysteries.

Riddlers deserve to die! (End of Chapter)