My health recovery is incredibly fast.

Previously, I had only tried the ability to manipulate "flesh," but I had never tried the ability to manipulate "blood"!

Xia Zuo barely managed to remain calm, raised his slightly trembling hands, and activated [Flesh and Blood Control].

Many beads of blood emerged from under the skin, not falling to the ground, but hovering in the air under the control of the mind.

With a thought, Xia Zuo drew out a 20-centimeter-long line of bright red blood, which then transformed into a square according to its master's wishes.

My health dropped by 2 points, but it will be fully restored in less than a minute.

I actually meet all the requirements for a pureblood mage… Xia Zuo stared blankly at the blood-shaped figure changing its form in the air.

He attempted to break free from the [Flesh and Blood Control].

The bloodline vanished into thin air as if it had never existed, leaving no trace.

Rexor walked over and said, fiddling with the cipher ring:

"I'm now 100% certain that you're a pureblood mage. Every pureblood mage discovers their ability to control their own life force only through unexpected events or guidance from others. You're no exception. Now you should know who you are, right, Xia Zuo?"

No, no, no, I'm not a pureblood mage...

I'm just a cheater...

He merely acquired the Blood Mage's incomplete special ability through a cheat code...

Perhaps in the future, defeating other types of demons will also grant you special abilities related to [Vitality].

We'll have to cover it up well then... otherwise, there'll be no way to explain how a first-generation blood mage could master the special skills of other lineages.

Xia Zuo's mind raced for a moment, then he asked honestly:

"Master, what should I do now?"

"Let's wait for news from the Temple of Mages."

Rexor raised his left hand, displaying the coded ring on it, and said:

"Your bloodline characteristics changed so much today that I reported it to the Mage Temple this morning. The pureblood mages in the temple said that you may have awakened an important talent spell, which caused the change in your bloodline characteristics."

"All pure-blood mages are like this. As the power of their bloodline revives, their innate spells will slowly awaken, without the need for teaching or guidance."

Rexor glanced at the wall clock. "Go back a little later tonight. The Mage Temple is arranging your initiation ceremony ahead of schedule. Only after you undergo the initiation ceremony can we truly trust you."

A ceremony of loyalty...isn't that a privilege reserved for high-ranking mages? (Note ③)

Xia Zuo scratched his head.

So eager to be tied to the same side...

Are pure-blood mages really that important to the Mage Temple?

There seems to be no need to refuse...

Xia Zuo glanced at the bald man's arm, which was thicker than his own neck.

If you really refuse, things might not end well... you might be forcibly taken there...

Xia Zuo collected his thoughts, found a secret communication ring, and communicated with An Ru'er, telling her that he might not return until very late tonight.

Rexor fiddled with his coded ring for a moment, then clapped his hands and walked to the table piled high with parchment scrolls. "Let's continue examining the bloodstains recorded today."

Chapter 63 Teleportation Hall

It was 7 p.m. that evening.

Xia Zuo cooked a simple dinner in the Demon Hunter's kitchen.

In the afternoon, Serites took the blood-red crystal from the ink cartridge to the second floor and hasn't come down since.

Dinner was then enjoyed only by Shazo and Rexol.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Xia Zuo, having nothing else to do, sat on the sofa and asked Rexol about the typewriter.

Rexol admitted that the blood-red crystal in the typewriter ink cartridge was the key.

It was made by a pure-blooded mage in the Mage Temple and can collect the bloodstain characteristics of living things within a radius of 200 meters.

Blood addicts cannot perfectly hide their blood-marked features, so they can be detected relatively easily.

Meanwhile, the bloodline characteristics of the transformed individuals will also be recorded, but they are not the main adversaries and are temporarily excluded from this round of search.

Blood-red crystals are extremely precious, and there are not many in the temple.

Unless it is needed in an emergency, it will be kept in the inner sanctuary.

As the two were chatting, Serites came down from the second floor.

His gaze towards Xia Zuo was complex. "I didn't expect you to really be a pure-blooded mage. No wonder the poison couldn't leave a mark on you. The old guys in poison alchemy are overjoyed."

"Cerritt, any results yet?" Rexor pointed to the paper tube on the table recording the bloodstain characteristics.

“Of course, there were no blood addicts today.” Serites took a bottle of fruit wine from the wine cabinet and lay down on the sofa.

"Click, click..." Rexor's cipher ring made a sound.

"Xia Zuo, come with me. Your loyalty ceremony is ready." The bald man beckoned and walked towards the stairs.

The two went up to the second floor.

Rexol had Shazo take off his trench coat and put on a Starry Night robe, then pushed open the door at the end of the corridor.

The curtains were drawn, and a white octahedral crystal, as tall as a person, floated in the center of the room.

The crystal emitted a pure white light that illuminated the place and Xia Zuo's curious expression.

Rexor stood beside the crystal, fiddling with the cryptic ring.

"Wait a minute, the temple guards of Magina are activating the teleportation crystal to send us directly to the outer sanctuary of the mage temple."

Xia Zuo used his detection spell on the crystal, but knew nothing about it except its name.

"Stand still." Rexor lowered his hands.

A beam of intense light radiated from the crystal, turning the two figures pure white.

After the light faded, the room was empty.

...

Xia Zuo's eyes were filled with light, and even closing his eyes could not block out the light.

The next second, the surrounding environment darkened.

He opened his eyes and found himself in a room with white tiles, with an octahedral crystal behind him.

Rexol instructed:

“We are already in the outer sanctuary of the temple. Outside this teleportation room is the teleportation hall. The scene there will be awe-inspiring to everyone who arrives for the first time. Do not make a sound, keep quiet. Tonight, a group of people who have reached the level of high-ranking mages will undergo a loyalty ceremony, and you will be last in line.”

“Yes, Master,” Xia Zuo replied.

Rexor walked toward the stone gate directly in front of him.

The crystals floating on either side of the stone gate emitted light, enveloping the bald man and Xia Zuo. Two seconds later, the light dissipated, and the stone bricks of the gate contracted to the sides.

Xia Zuo's pupils dilated, and he took a deep breath.

A colossal white octahedral crystal floats in the center of the vast hall, its imposing form towering over a 10-story building.

The ceiling of the teleportation hall is conical and made of transparent glass. When sunlight shines down, it is first deflected onto the huge crystal in the center of the hall, and then scattered by the crystal. The sunlight reflects off the spotless tiles, making the entire hall bathed in a holy light.

Xia Zuo turned around and looked at the stone door behind him. Above the door frame were written:

[Teleportation Room No. 0147: Silvermoon Federation, Machina State, Witcher Manor]

Looking around, rows of stone doors to teleportation rooms were neatly arranged on the walls.

Above the stone gate, bas-reliefs appear on the vertical wall, with all kinds of lifelike human figures. Their lively expressions and constantly changing postures make them seem like real people.

Looking further up, towering human-shaped sculptures stand on bases extending from the wall, facing the giant crystal in the center of the hall, their expressions solemn and dignified.

Some sculptures depict a mage in a long robe, holding a staff in his left hand and summoning a ball of lightning in his right, with arcs of electricity dancing between the gem at the top of the staff and his right hand.

Some sculptures, like Rexor, are dressed in leather armor and hold a longsword dripping with blood, the blade embedded in the ferocious head of a monster.

There are also many sculptures of warriors clad in heavy armor and carrying weapons in both hands, with different enemies kneeling at the feet of each sculpture.

If Xia Zuo didn't change his trench coat into a starry night robe, the Silver Moon Federation's dress code would look somewhat out of place.

The Temple of Mages was founded by beings from the previous era.

Everyone who came here consciously wore Fourth Age clothing.

For example, the group of people not far away.

They stood in place wearing loose, white robes with gold trim, gold-edged straps hanging from their shoulders, and their exposed hands were made of brass, silver, or pure gold.

Xia Zuo initially thought they were wearing gloves, but upon closer inspection, he discovered that the hands and arms of those people seemed to be covered with a hard gemstone shell, and their faces also had facial patterns resembling gemstone threads.

The two people standing in the front row had stiff, expressionless faces and cold eyes. Their red, gem-like eyes met Xia Zuo's gaze without any fluctuation, and they nodded almost imperceptibly in response.

"Master, who are they?" Xia Zuo asked.

Rexor fiddled with the cipher ring, glanced up, and said:

"The crystal descendants of the Kingdom of Truth from the Third Era. Speaking of which, much of your alchemy knowledge and magical artifacts comes from the legacy of the Kingdom of Truth."

The Land of Truth... Xia Zuo secretly memorized this phrase.

His gaze shifted to the other side.

There was a group of people wearing animal skin coats and with patterns painted on their faces. They all had the same indifferent expression. When the leader stood with his arms crossed, his eyes, which were covered with black eyeshadow, swept over Xia Zuo and whispered a few words to the person next to him.

"And who are they?"

Rexor looked up again and said:

"Those were members of the Shamanic Society, who first appeared in the Second Age. They contributed knowledge of the Totem School and the Spirit School. They could have become the fifth school of the Mage Temple, but there were too few of them, and it would have been difficult to pass on their knowledge."

Other groups emerged from stone gates in different directions.

Each team has a leader, who is introducing the other members of the teleportation hall to their respective teammates.

Xia Zuo felt many questioning gazes sweeping over him.