Chapter 315: Second-Ring Wizard, Breakthrough in an Instant!

[Simulation Year 5, you are 22 years old]

[Kingdom of Auca, Tower of the White Crow, Summer]

[It has been two years since you left Claufeel, and thanks to your outstanding talent and a certain degree of financial resources, you have become somewhat famous within the Wizard Tower.]

[The Tower of the White Crow has extended an invitation to you.]

[They want you to become an official member of the tower.]

[You declined the invitation, and the current Tower Master expressed his regret, stating that if you ever need it, he will always open the tower's embrace to you.]

[Meditating on the Soul, clearing out the undead, and Cultivating spells.]

[Your life is dull and tedious, much like the ascetic Cultivators in legends—diligent and hardworking, unshaken by the pursuit of pleasure.]

[Someone once tried to befriend you by sending you beautiful elves.]

[You inexplicably shivered five times, feeling a strange chill rising up your back from the unknown.]

[You rejected their overtures, claiming that you are focused on Cultivating and do not wish to lose your ambition to idle pleasures.]

[Ten days later, you heard a strange piece of news.]

[The wizard who had sent you the elves has been having exceptionally bad luck lately; first, he was besieged by high-level undead, and then he was hunted by a Dragon.]

[You expressed sympathy for this.]

…

[Simulation Year 5, Summer turns to Autumn]

[Due to the erosion of the Netherworld, the seasonal changes in the Wizard World are not obvious, but you can still perceive the desolate shift in the environment.]

[You gaze out the window; the Soul within you is surging, almost impossible to contain.]

[You are preparing for your Breakthrough to Second-Ring Wizard.]

Tower of the White Crow.

Knights hold metal lances and the glorious flag of the White Crow—a blue background with a white crow in a diving pose with wings spread.

The radiance of the black sun is obscured by death clouds.

On the streets, the figures of pedestrians are faint and fleeting, fragmented and blurred, buried in an atmosphere of silence.

Occasionally, figures of other races appear.

Such as elf archers, orc sword saints, dwarf warriors, etc.

Those professions, along with human knights, are actually the same as wizards; they all use Soul Power as their core driver.

It is just that their utilization rate is lower.

Lacking the talent to become a wizard, they can only combine combat techniques to form alternative supernatural attacks.

"Life always finds a way."

"Wizards have the methods of wizards, and those who are not wizards have their own methods."

"Calculating the time, next year is the once-in-a-decade Dark Tide outbreak; by then, the number of undead will surge even further."

"With the Fourth-Ring Wizard Tower sitting in command, the safety of the Kingdom of Auca need not be worried about."

"As for Sevia…"

"She is in a remote location with fewer undead, and with her sword skills combined with her improved strength, there should be no need to worry."

In the cultivation room.

Xu Xi's Soul fluctuations drift out; he observes the outside scene while planning for the future.

He lowers the brightness and activates the shielding array patterns.

He is preparing for his Breakthrough to Second-Ring Wizard.

"The Soul, the bridge connecting life and death," Xu Xi sits in meditation, and a faint but flickering fluorescence appears in his palm.

It is light, and it is also fire.

The Soul, having reached the limit of the First-Ring, rises wantonly in a blazing posture, displaying a surging momentum.

"What needs to be done next is to materialize the Soul Power."

Xu Xi retracts his Soul Fire.

He closes his eyes and meditates.

From the perspective of a wizard, he delves into the deepest part of his body to perceive the Soul, which exists on an invisible plane.

In Xu Xi's Soul, dense spell patterns are already engraved, all of which are the 0-Ring and 1-Ring spells he has mastered.

These patterns are the medium through which Xu Xi mobilizes Soul Power to release the corresponding spells.

They are also the controllers for Xu Xi to adjust his Soul.

"Over these years, I have delayed quite some time to learn the knowledge of the Tower of the White Crow; otherwise, with the uniqueness of being a Soul Collector, I should have had my Breakthrough earlier."

"Now, it is time to reap the fruits."

The spell patterns mobilize.

They resonate and vibrate intensely in unison.

Xu Xi's will, like an airtight cage, wraps around his own Soul in all directions.

The truths of the world he has comprehended.

The first innate spell he engraved.

Under the continuous infusion, the Soul officially reaches its limit, causing all the spell patterns to melt and transform.

"Second-Ring Wizard, Breakthrough in an instant."

At this moment.

Xu Xi's Soul seems to leap out of his body, out of the Tower of the White Crow, standing in an infinitely vast world, seeing more things.

Such as the phantom of the Endless Netherworld that covers the sky and blocks out the sun.

That is the land of the end, immeasurable and layered, controlled by countless immortal monarchs.

It is not that a Second-Ring Wizard can peer into the world.

But the world is so close that even a Second-Ring Wizard can easily catch a glimpse of it.

Whoosh—

A strong wind blows.

Pushing the Soul to return to the body.

"Materializing the Soul, that is truly a simple and crude explanation; it actually separated directly from the body," in the cultivation room, Xu Xi slowly opens his eyes.

Soul surging, spirit expanding.

Years ago, when Xu Xi ascended to First-Ring Wizard, the innate spell he engraved for himself also underwent a miraculous evolution.

First-Ring Spell: Life Decay.

Changed to: Second-Ring Spell: Life Withering.

This spell, at first glance, is a Sharp Weapon against the living, but in fact, it also has an effect on the undead.

"Depriving vitality, corroding the Soul."

"Strange, why do I have the illusion of becoming a villain?"

"However… combined with the Life and Death Intertwined trait effect, this innate spell seems very suitable for researching the Domain of life and death."

Xu Xi raises his palm, and an invisible force impacts the surroundings, stirring up a violent wind.

Some materials used for experiments.

Undergoing this impact, they immediately withered like flowers, curling up into a shriveled, dead state.

Then next.

Xu Xi tries other spells.

Elemental spells, general spells, transformation spells, curse spells…

Although he is using the same First-Ring spells as before, under the Soul enhancement of a Second-Ring Wizard, their power has significantly increased.

There are even faint signs of them changing on their own.

"So that's how it is, this is the feeling…"

"Aside from the strengthening of supernatural power."

"In the promotion of the wizard system, every time one reaches a new stage, the Soul will naturally comprehend new truths and see new knowledge."

Xu Xi sighs with emotion, feeling that after the Soul's promotion, the knowledge that he could not understand in the past now has answers.

Very comfortable, very refreshing.

No wonder some wizards call for the descent of the Netherworld, suspected of finding an opportunity for a Breakthrough.

"Second-Ring Wizard achieved; once I learn a certain amount of Second-Ring spells and possess combat power comparable to my Realm, I can leave the Tower of the White Crow."

Xu Xi stands up and leaves the cultivation room.

On the way back to his room, he glances at the gloomy sky outside; the black sun hangs high, its light murky.

All things are shrouded in desperate darkness.

"Second-Ring Wizard is already the limit of the Tower of the White Crow."

"This place cannot provide the resources for promotion to the Third-Ring, nor does it have favorable conditions for researching the Soul; it is time to move on…"