Wizards begin with Occlumency.

The concept of "body possession" is a term used in the civilization of immortals and gods.

The set of magical artifacts crafted by the True Spirit Saint, the Intelligent Machine Saint, the Body Refining Saint, and the Elemental Saint is essentially based on the principle of "Stranger".

Or more accurately, it is the reverse of the process of "stranger".

Iris Clark's expression immediately changed after hearing the Elemental Saint's words.

She couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward, standing before the Elemental Saint, asking bluntly, "So, 'my' journey to other universes to become an 'Outsider' back then wasn't an accident, right?"

The development of anything has a process.

Even a saint cannot simply come up with a method that can bypass the defensive system of an equal-ranking being.

From the initial idea to the determination of the method, then to implementation, optimization, and finally the achievement, there is a clear progression.

When Iris saw these six sets of "possession" artifacts and heard the words of the Elemental Saint, it was hard not to have some thoughts.

The Elemental Saint did not directly answer Iris's question, but simply said, "For a greater good."

As soon as these words were spoken, how could Iris not understand?

Or rather, Iris already knew before she even asked the question.

What she wanted was not the Elemental Saint's recognition or denial, but rather for her own peace of mind.

Having received a reply from the Elemental Saint, Iris sneered and retreated.

Link watched coldly, his heart unmoved.

"Let's get started without delay."

Unaffected by Iris's questioning, the Elemental Saint continued to push forward with the established process. He glanced at Link, Jasmine, Iris, Forrest Diorand, Lotesno, and Medici, and calmly spoke.

"Oh... phew..."

With a strange cry, Lotesnor danced and charged toward a "possessed" magical artifact sleep pod, shouting, "New world! Here I come!"

Their eager and excited demeanor is just like that of elementary school students going on a spring outing or picnic.

His temperament became increasingly eccentric, and his behavior increasingly insane, making him unbearable to watch.

"Holy One, I am going."

Sage Medici bowed respectfully to the Elemental Saint and then turned to walk towards the rightmost sleep pod.

Iris glanced at the Elemental Saint, walked to the third sleep pod on the left, opened the door, and lay down inside.

"Let's go too."

Link and Jasmine exchanged a glance and walked hand in hand toward the first and second sleep pods on the left.

Upon reaching the sleep pod, the two separated their tightly clasped hands and gazed at each other with deep affection.

Link.

Jasmine suddenly spoke.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Link responded promptly.

"very nice."

After uttering this nonsensical remark, Jasmine didn't give Link a chance to reply and lay down in the sleep pod.

Link, however, understood what Jasmine meant.

The two of them can fight side by side, so she won't have to wait alone in the rear, longing for their return. That's wonderful!

Perhaps the fact that Sage Paro risked serious injury and went into shock to save Sage Serene, and that Sage Serene neglected to treat her disfigured wounds in order to save Sage Paro, deeply moved Jasmine.

Jasmine's desire to be a kapok tree, rather than a climbing trumpet vine, grew ever stronger and more urgent.

Now that she has the opportunity to realize her dream, Jasmine is overjoyed.

A slight smile appeared on Link's lips, but it vanished in an instant, instead strengthening his resolve to protect Jasmine.

Fighting side by side is one thing, but it doesn't mean Link can tolerate Jasmine being hurt.

After calming himself down, Link lay down in the sleep pod without looking back at the Elemental Saint and the silent Celestial Master Xu Jing.

Forrest Diomand stayed behind until the doors of the other five sleep pods were closed before taking a few steps to the Elemental Saint and bowing respectfully.

During this time, Forrest did not speak, and after finishing his bow, he made no further comment and went directly into the sleep pod.

But at this moment, silence speaks louder than words.

Forrest, representing the Diomand family and the Rivosos Academy, is demonstrating through his actions to the Elemental Saints, the Supreme Council, and the will of the wizarding world that the Diomand family and the Rivosos Academy will always be valuable to the Elemental Saints, the Supreme Council, and wizarding civilization!

Instead of discarding it, let's make good use of it!

"A clever fellow!"

Suddenly, Celestial Master Xu Jing spoke, uttering his first words since entering this spherical space: praising Forrest.

"The little guy is really good."

The Elemental Saint agreed with Celestial Master Xu Jing's words and then said, "I hope he can have a good harvest this time."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Elemental Saint raised his right hand and gently clenched his fist.

The individual "points" that make up the inner surface of the spherical space, divided to the point of being indivisible, emit beams of light that are so small they are almost invisible.

Countless beams of "light" below the level of saints converged on the six sleeping pods and were then completely devoured.

In an instant, the spherical space transformed from a "white hole" into a "black hole".

During the process from "white hole" to "black hole", Link, Jasmine, Iris, Forrest, Lottesno, and Medici, who were lying in the six sleep pods, fell into a peaceful sleep.

Their true spirits remained within their bodies, but under the influence of the "possession" artifact, a "copy" was created and placed into a mysterious and indescribable passage.

"Is that all?"

Once the spherical space returned to normal, Celestial Master Xu Jing asked a question.

"Um."

The Elemental Saint remained calm and certain.

"So, are we just going to wait?"

Master Xujing asked again.

"Of course not."

The Elemental Saint said calmly, "A central attack, coordinated from within and without, clearing obstacles—it's not that simple. I can't control what your Heavenly Court plans to do during this time, but the Supreme Council has decided to intensify its suppression of the demon civilization while simultaneously launching an attack on the divine civilization."

"Can we handle fighting on two fronts?"

Celestial Master Xu Jing frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled. "It is our immortal civilization that is facing the crisis of the end of Dharma, and it should be our Heavenly Court that is anxious. Why does it seem that your Supreme Council is more anxious than we are? Is there something I don't know?"

"The wizard civilization originated much later than the immortal and demonic civilizations of this universe, and also much later than the insectoid, god, and abyss civilizations of our universe. So why did the wizard civilization manage to surpass them, not only reaching the top of our universe but also leading the annihilation of the insectoid civilization?"

The Elemental Saint countered with a question.

Master Xu Jing thought about it carefully and had a guess in his mind, but he didn't say it directly.

Upon seeing this, the Elemental Saint smiled slightly and vanished from the spherical space.

This is the biggest difference between the wizard civilization and the immortal civilization.

One is direct, the other is subtle.

One is never satisfied with the status quo and actively seeks new opportunities; the other never makes any unnecessary changes.

Fundamentally, the civilizations of wizards and gods are fundamentally different, much like the difference between pirates/nomads and farmers.

……

This was the second time Link had experienced this feeling.

The first time was when he accepted the summons of the Supreme Council to participate in the Supreme Council's support or interference in Iris Clark's trial, and entered the human-immortal martial arts world in a special state at that time in the form of reincarnation.

This time it felt worse than last time.

If back then it was like stuffing people into a washing machine to spin them around, this time it's like stuffing people into a meat grinder.

The former only makes people dizzy, while the latter causes extremely intense pain.

pain!

it hurts!

My head hurts so much!

He didn't know how much time had passed, or what had happened, but all his other senses disappeared, leaving Link with only this one feeling.

All I could feel was pain; I couldn't feel anything else.

After an unknown amount of time, and without knowing what happened, the pain gradually subsided.

A cool, refreshing breeze entered my head and began to repair my shattered brain.

Unfortunately, the amount of this cool, refreshing airflow was not enough to completely repair the shattered "brain" in one go.

In a daze, Link roughly judged that he would need another five or six more of this amount of cool airflow.

Fortunately, there were five or six cool air currents afterward, which helped repair my shattered "brain".

Sensation above the neck has finally returned.

Its eyes are still unable to open, but it can hear sounds, smell odors, and taste flavors.

Boom, boom, boom...

Hearing the heavy footsteps, Link knew that a monk named Liaochen had arrived, and it was time to take his medicine again.

With a bang.

A tray was placed on the cabinet next to the bed.

Link's body was lifted up by a pair of large, strong hands and he sat back on the bed.

A towel was placed around her neck, and her mouth was pulled open.

Immediately, a spoonful of extremely bitter medicinal soup was poured into his mouth and swallowed.

"Junior Brother Liaofan, your senior brother knows you've woken up."

While feeding Link his medicine, Monk Liaochen muttered, "You just can't open your eyes or speak right now, but you know everything your senior brother does and says. Let me tell you, you need to fully wake up soon. Otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?"

A gentle and kind voice came from behind Monk Liaochen.

Monk Liaochen seemed oblivious to anything amiss, continuing to feed Link his medicine while muttering to himself, "Otherwise, you wouldn't have a chance in this Dharma Hall selection. That bastard Liaoxin definitely wanted a spot in the Dharma Hall this time, so he deliberately caused you to fall off the cliff and hurt your head. Junior brother, you need to wake up quickly, defeat that scoundrel Liaoxin, and thwart the schemes of this treacherous villain!"

"snort!"

The gentle, kind voice rang out again, tinged with authority and anger, as it rebuked, "Liaochen, when did this humble monk teach you to speak ill of your fellow disciples behind their backs?"

"what?"

The monk Liaochen finally realized what was happening, quickly turned the medicine bowl around, stood up and bowed, "Liaochen greets Master."

After performing the ceremony, Liao Chen was completely at a loss, looking embarrassed and unsure of what to say.

He truly hadn't noticed that his master had silently entered his junior brother Liaofan's bedroom, nor had he recognized his master's voice when he spoke to him.

"Get out and go to the Discipline Hall to receive your punishment."

The gentle and kind voice delivered the punishment for Monk Chen, which relieved Monk Chen.

"Thank you, Master."

The monk Liaochen felt relieved, bowed again, and then hurriedly fled.

Going to the disciplinary hall to receive punishment is much lighter than listening to the master chant scriptures.

Link, who could already sense the movements of the outside world, heard the monk Liaochen's master approach the bed step by step, then sit down, pick up the bowl and continue feeding him medicine without saying a word.

In silence, a bowl of bitter medicinal soup was poured into his stomach, generating a cool current that repaired the injuries to his torso and limbs.

This medicinal soup is truly miraculous; the injuries to the torso and limbs are less severe than those to the head.

A single wisp of cool air restored Link's senses.

If I have another bowl or two, my motor function should be fully restored.

After feeding Link the medicine, the monk Liaochen's master placed the bowl aside, neither leaving nor speaking, and simply watched Link quietly.

Or rather, he was watching his disciple, the monk Liaofan.

Link controlled his thoughts, not letting out the slightest fluctuation.

After a long while, a gentle and kind voice rang out: "Namo Amitabha. Liaofan, remember this: a Buddhist must have the heart of a Bodhisattva, but also the methods of a Vajra. If Liaoxin's actions in harming you cannot be resolved amicably, then let it go. Let Liaoxin be at peace. After you have fully recovered, come to me, and I will teach you the Sumeru Supporting Palm technique."

After saying this, Monk Liaochen's master got up and left.

Link was completely confused, but he only got partial information.

After all, he did not obtain the memories of his predecessor's life during the "possession" process.

However, through the words of the two monks, a useful point was gleaned: the previous incarnation of the monk Liaofan was caused by another monk, Liaoxin, who caused him to fall off a cliff and suffer such severe injuries.

The motive behind Monk Liaoxin's actions against Monk Liaofan was to eliminate his competitors in advance and "reserve" his place in the Dharma Hall.

Indeed, the world is bustling and nowhere is there a place of peace and quiet.

However, Link's most important task right now is not to settle his mind and compete for a spot in the Dharma Hall, but to recover from his injuries and come up with a reason that won't give him away.

Or, how about amnesia?

Anyway, the monk Liaofan suffered the most severe head injury, and it took seven bowls of medicinal soup to heal his head injury.

Head injuries are the most common cause of amnesia, so using this as a reason to cover up one's misfortune is a plausible excuse.

"Let's wait a little longer."

After thinking for a while, Link stopped thinking and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, it was still Monk Liaochen who came to feed Link the medicine, in the same rhythm, muttering to himself as he fed him.

Through the words of Monk Chen, Link learned his "master's" Dharma name: Yuanzhi.

I also learned that Monk Liaochen had been beaten with ten strokes of the rod in the disciplinary hall yesterday, and his buttocks were sore from the beating.

After drinking the medicinal soup, his torso and motor functions had not fully recovered, but he was able to open his eyes and speak.

This made Monk Chen very happy.

However, Link's deliberate display of dullness and sluggishness worried the monk Liaochen, whose figure was as tall as a giant statue, so he quickly went to invite his master, monk Yuanzhi.

"Master, what's wrong with Junior Brother?"

The monk Liaochen paced back and forth, his footsteps making the wooden floorboards creak, and asked anxiously.

"It's alright."

Monk Yuanzhi carefully examined Link's feigned dazed and sluggish state and said gently, "A head injury is not so easily cured by medicine. Once I cast a spell, I can completely awaken your junior brother."

As he spoke, Monk Yuanzhi extended his right hand, formed the Abhaya Mudra (gesture of fearlessness), and touched the space between Monk Liaofan's eyebrows.

The next second, the monk Liaofan's life memories were restored and were all received by Link.

Thanks, bro! (End of Chapter)