Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems - Chapter 1079

Chapter 1062 Walden Wizard: How did you grow your magical plants?

Kent, Bella, Grandet, and Patrick Keaton all showed surprise at this Sun Ring Wizard from the Starfield Sea Academy, along with the more than twenty Star Ring Wizards from the Swamp Folk Club. These Star Ring Wizards looked at each other in disbelief.

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Locke had gone to the Rain Swamp to challenge their club, and now this Starfield Sea Sun Ring Wizard had actually come to them, giving them four invitations to the First Probus Truth Unveiling Competition. Where did he get such influence?

After a brief silence of shock, the fat Grandet bowed to the Sun Ring Wizard and accepted the invitation from him.

“I didn’t expect this matter to have caught the attention of those above. Could it be because the wizard Locke Augustine and our Swamp People’s Club have a duel, and the Starfield Sea considers it a good story?”

The Sun Ring Wizard from the Academy Alliance remained silent,

seemingly feeling no need to answer such a question.

Wizard Patrick Keaton looked thoughtful.

“According to rumors I’ve heard, the Eastern Frontier Competition Committee is currently searching for resources in various wizarding territories to host the competition. I think Locke must have contacted the committee. That’s why this has happened.”

Patrick also bowed to the Sun Ring Wizard.

“Ring Wizard, what kind of reward would I receive for winning this level of competition, and would it be recognized by the Starfield Sea?”

The Ring Wizard with red bangs smiled and said, “This competition is organized by Locke Augustine with the help of the Eastern Realm Competition Committee. How many editions it will be held depends on future developments, and its prestige also depends on the future.

However, this competition is recognized by all White Wizard Associations in the Eastern Realm and is recognized as a medium-sized event. Furthermore, the Competition Committee will actively introduce commercial and academic resources for this competition. Therefore, in every aspect, this competition is a medium-sized event recognized by the Starfield Sea.”

He went on to say more.

Everyone present was a wizard, so they naturally understood the meaning hidden beneath the complex words.

This meant that this was a formal competition whose standards had been elevated and whose application process simplified during this special period.

Of course, this competition is recognized by the White Wizard Association of the Starfield Sea, so its actual prestige and how many institutions will recognize it depend on the future development of the competition and whether the Starfield Sea’s reputation and credibility can convince these institutions.

This is a resource-development competition held by consuming the Starfield Sea’s reputation and recognition.

It’s likely that there will be many more such competitions in the Eastern Boundary in the future.

The threshold and difficulty required to hold a competition have been significantly reduced.

The fat director, Scrooge, laughed, “It seems we have another reason to win this duel. If the Swamp Folk Club can monopolize the championship title, it will be a huge boost to our club’s prestige. Perhaps those true geniuses from the Rain Swamp will consider joining us.”

The Tyrannosaurus Wizard, Kent, only cared about one thing: how to wash away his previous humiliation and defeat Locke decisively.

He directly took the invitation.

Kent, the Tyrannosaurus Wizard, had risen through the ranks, and his requirement for himself was that he absolutely could not lose to anyone.

The Purple Witch, Bella, also accepted the invitation.

“My Lord Sun Ring Wizard, what conditions must we meet to hold our own competition? I’m quite interested in this. Would you be so kind as to enlighten me?”

The Sun Ring Wizard’s smile remained unchanged, but he made no move to speak.

Clearly, he also felt the question was pointless to answer.

Director Patrick said, “But my Lord Sun Ring Wizard, we have so many people, yet you only gave us four invitations—”

The Sun Ring Wizard smiled, “The competition committee has already discussed this and believes that only four invitations are needed for the Swamp Folk Club. You have all witnessed the magic of Locke Augustine. Only the four of you directors are qualified to challenge him; the rest have no need to participate.” Upon

hearing this, the Star Ring Wizards in the club exchanged glances, some lowering their heads, some sighing, and some accepting it calmly.

Locke’s battle with Kent Wizard had required the combined efforts of three directors to contend with Locke, who had transformed into a dragon and wielded the great magic sword, Tiger Orchid Dragon Sparrow. This battle had made them realize the gap between themselves and Locke.

The Sun Ring Wizard’s clones vanished from the spot.

“Welcome to our first Probus Truth Unveiling Contest. When you win the championship, as a reward, we will present you with the most precious Radiant Gem from the Power Gem Set.”

The Grandet wizard stuffed a handful of potato chips into his mouth and began to chew.

“The Radiant Gem and the Dark Gem are the most difficult gems to obtain among the Power Gems. Most Star Ring wizards can only collect a minimum of eight sets, which are the Power Gems excluding these two. Legend has it that Power Gems are miracle stones created by the Persepolis gods on the new sea route.”

“There are only three complete sets of the minimum eight Power Gems, one Radiant Gem, and one Dark Gem in the entire world.

Once you collect all eight sets, you can unlock incredible abilities. And once you collect a complete Power Gem set—it can even elevate the level of an entire world.”

The Grandet wizard popped more chips into his mouth, and the Star Ring wizards present, hearing this, revealed immense longing in their eyes.

A wizard’s ultimate magic is generally located in a medium-sized world.

If they had a complete set of Power Gems, wouldn’t that mean they could use the Power Gems to upgrade the world where their ultimate magic resides?

If their world is upgraded, will the forging of their ultimate magic also accelerate due to the upgrade of the external world?

The Purple Witch Bella said, “I didn’t expect the Starfield Sea to offer something like this as a reward for the competition. But even without a reward, it doesn’t matter. Augustine has offended me, and I will make sure he fails inside the Despair Valley Laboratory.”

Wizard Kent also snorted coldly, clearly still resentful about the huge loss he had just suffered.

The stout Director Grandet looked at Director Patrick and said, “But Director Patrick, there’s something I’m curious about. What exactly is that thing you’re holding? Where did it come from?”

“Since you’ve already figured out how to imbue Yunmi with mystical meaning, why not share this method with us? We’re all in the same club; we could give you some advice.”

Director Patrick looked at the stone in his hand. “This?”

“Have you forgotten I’m a social butterfly at all the academic conferences? I’ve freeloaded off everyone.”

“This was given to me by a witch from the Reptile Gardens that our club really wanted to recruit, after hearing about this. It’s my secret weapon. As for you guys, you’ll have to figure it out yourselves. This is what they call ‘Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, Each Displaying Their Unique Abilities.'”

Director Patrick laughed, “I already agreed with Augustine to have a fair fight with him. Besides, the nature of the competition has changed. Now that it’s a legitimate competition recognized by the Starfield Sea, we’re all rivals. Gentlemen, I’ve told you before to socialize more.”

“You three are all homebodies.”

“I’m confident now, so I’ll relax a bit.”

They arrived at the wizard town that had sprung up out of thin air in the swamp in just a few days. Three beautiful women emerged from the town’s gates: a Naga, an Elf, and an Orc. All three were first-ring wizards, and they all rushed towards Patrick with loving eyes.

Patrick smiled and embraced them.

“My beauties, I’ve built a huge swimming pool for our new home. The four of us can have some fun today!”

A Naga witch said, “But Lord Patrick, aren’t you supposed to have a duel with Lord Augustine?”

She stroked Patrick’s chest, which was clad in a beast-bone wizard’s robe.

Patrick the wizard said engrossedly, “Dueling is important. Now it’s become a competition, but we can’t forget to enjoy life. There’s a top-thirty garden nearby hosting a large academic conference, and I’ve decided to take the three of you there in the next few days. Whether you get teaching positions depends on your ability to seize the opportunity. Although we are friends and you are all very charming, the garden’s standards are very strict.”

Immediately, the three ordinary first-ring witches looked at him with even more affection.

Patrick the wizard said, “Once you three get good teaching positions, don’t forget about me. Remember to tell me any news, and remember, I don’t want unverified information. I want things with substance.”

Kent, Grandet, and Bella were practically shivering.

Grandet the wizard looked in the direction he left and said, “The chairman still prefers being a ‘newbie guide elf’ and an ‘academic socialite’. Oh, right, he’s also an ‘academic playboy’.”

“He just loves promoting beautiful and somewhat capable witches, and through his lovers, he’s built a very effective information network. I’m so envious. I wonder which lover he got that research material from. Aren’t you all curious?” The

Purple Witch Bella scoffed. “I’m not interested. People have to rely on themselves.”

“He’s been so obsessed with these superficial things that he hasn’t become a Moon Ring Wizard for so long. When I first joined, he was the chairman, and he’s still the chairman after all these years.”

The Purple Witch turned and left, clearly intending to figure out how to imbue Cloud Rice with mystical meaning on her own.

Fortunately, Locke had given them some introductory information about Cloud Rice’s magical plant characteristics,

giving her the opportunity to continue her research.

The Tyrannosaurus Wizard Kent said, “If it weren’t for his position as chairman, how could he have managed to date so many excellent witches, with some even chasing after him? But I really doubt his taste; he seems to only like tinkering with mammals.”

“I reckon his offspring will also degenerate into mammals with backward respiratory systems. Like us, the reptiles with our advanced respiratory systems, his offspring will have no chance.”

The Scrooge-like fat director wiped the sweat from his brow.

He felt this was somewhat absurd.

Director Scrooge said, “Well, Kent. I’ve studied Cloud Rice carefully, and I’ve found that giving Cloud Rice mystical meaning is not only difficult, but also very dangerous.”

“Because only the spiritual energy of Star Ring Magic Plants can support mystical meaning, and forcing low-ring Magic Plants to generate mystical meaning is like draining the pond to catch all the fish, like pulling up seedlings to help them grow—no, it’s even worse than either of those,”

Director Grandet said. “It might even lead to something more dangerous. Imbuing plants with mystical meaning is inherently unsafe; you and I have both encountered great dangers in this process. I think only breeders of Patrick’s caliber, oh, and Wizard Augustine as well, can make the spiritual energy cultivation method safe.” “

So? Should we join forces?”

Wizard Kent glanced at Director Grandet’s small eyes and immediately understood what he wanted to do.

“That suits me perfectly.”

“But how?”

Wizard Grandet chanted a spell, activating the soundproof magic ring on his finger.

“I’ve made contact with the Baroque witch of the Maupassant family. She’ll help us, and the three of us working together—we can completely steal their ideas and plans from the chairman and Augustine the wizard. Then, with an even more dedicated research team, we can speed things up and surpass them!”

Wizard Kent revealed his excitement.

He believed that no one could match him and his research group in terms of effort.

Kent the wizard said, “But that Baroque—”

Grandet the wizard said, “Don’t worry. I’ve tested Baroque. She’s completely indifferent to the chairman, instead thinking him a foolish womanizer. She’s not interested in him. The chairman’s strategy of using his lover as an academic tool won’t work on her. As for Baroque, she both admires and fears Locke Augustine.” “

She doesn’t trust him.”

“After all, the Maupassant family is considered a dark wizarding family, and Mount Golden Crown is one of the most notorious wizarding academies for killing dark wizards. Mount Golden Crown has always been known for its strictness, and the investigation team here has a clear stance against dark wizards. Therefore, the Witch of Byrloth is very wary of Locke Augustine and won’t fully confide in him,”

said Wizard Kent. “Then let’s steal the chairman’s secret weapon as soon as possible. Although I don’t know which genius gave it to him, I think—he can’t handle it. He’s too lazy and complacent. If he weren’t an old chairman, I would have already—”

said the fat chairman, Grandet. “Yes. Only a few of us work the hardest, and although Bella works hard on her research, she’s too unsociable and gets angry easily. Of course, now we have to add another unsociable person, Augustine.”

In the wizarding town in the Valley of Despair, Locke finished reading the rules and rewards set by the competition committee for the competition he was organizing.

The reward of the Power Gem caught Locke’s attention.

The specific rules are roughly similar to his current approach: his main opponents, whom he invited through challenges, automatically become participants, and whoever can complete the objective of passing the Bitter Love Tree, a magical plant, within Probus’s memory world, wins.

“The competition is an unexpected bonus; it can make this even more exciting,”

Locke pondered. “But what’s truly important is to investigate what happened back then. At least for me now, this competition is just a side project. The wizards of the Swamp Folk Club are good, but compared to me, they’re still a bit lacking. If Rose and Edgar could come, that would be great.” “

It’s a pity they’re still in the first round of the Tianjiang River competition and can’t spare the time.”

Locke thought for a moment, then posted a screenshot of the competition information he was organizing in the shared group for the Tianjiang River competition. He then closed the group chat and began to ponder how to resolve the issue of Yunmi imbuing the matter with mystical meaning.

This is essentially a matter of spiritual energy.

—Giving

Cloud Rice any external spiritual energy seems pointless, as Cloud Rice is a second-circle magical plant, and its imaginary roots are insufficient to attract that much spiritual energy.

Even if imaginary roots were added, it wouldn’t make much difference, because it’s impossible to obtain more Cloud Rice with mystical meaning by cultivating this particular variety.

Adding imaginary roots would encounter the same cost problem as when crafting the wizard’s shoes.

That memory world needs to cultivate Cloud Rice that, after being imbued with mystical meaning, can be normally grown into the next generation.

This, of course, doesn’t align with the predetermined goals set by Wizard Probus.

Furthermore, using the spiritual energy cultivation method to upgrade Cloud Rice’s level would alter the meticulously crafted structure of Cloud Rice from Golden Crown Mountain. Even if Cloud Rice evolves, it’s meaningless if it no longer resembles Cloud Rice.

The movement of every spiritual energy within Cloud Rice, every plant factor within its plant essence, is almost entirely designed by the Wizards of Golden Crown Mountain.

This type of rice can ensure that wizards maintain their magical power during the dire times encountered at the end of the wizarding world’s exploration of the Great Void. Alchemy equipment and various magical arrays can also function thanks to it; in short, cloud rice is both food and a battery.

During the Void exploration period, cloud rice was also one of the essential magical staples.

Therefore, it is absolutely forbidden to use the Spirit Breath Cultivation Method to try to increase its level, because the cloud rice must be kept in its current state.

This is the result of countless refinements.

Now a paradox has arisen: to imbue this cloud rice with mystical meaning, it cannot be upgraded using the Spirit Breath Cultivation Method, nor can it be directly equipped with high-level imaginary roots. So what should be done?

This will be a highly challenging task for the breeder.

Late at night, Locke was in the camp, poring over the materials left behind by the wizard Probus.

“Probus, how exactly did you solve it back then?”

“You tried to use occult meaning to turn annual cloud rice into perennial cloud rice, right? In other words, your approach should have succeeded, but it turned out that it’s impossible to achieve this through occult meaning. But if it succeeded, why didn’t you publish an article about it and make it public?”

Locke was puzzled.

Could it be that this method couldn’t be published, or that publishing it wouldn’t be very meaningful?

Locke tapped his forehead.

“In that case, I’ll start thinking about it from scratch myself.”

He thought for three whole hours that night, searching through countless materials, then he got up and left, taking a piece of cloud rice to the [Garden Mirror Room] in the center of the wizard town. Inside the Garden Mirror Room, Locke placed the cloud rice directly into the mirror, and then he activated the Garden Mirror.

The cloud-like creature in the mirror spun rapidly. As Locke manipulated the mirror using a simulated miniature spiritual energy cultivation method, a unique flow of spiritual energy began to appear in the cloud-like creature—a vibrant green vortex. Then, the cloud-like creature suddenly underwent a strange transformation.

Within this vortex of life, a bizarre phenomenon appeared:

a massive black hole, devouring life force, emerged centered on the cloud-like creature.

This black hole, like a life-force black hole, relentlessly captured and devoured the life force in the air, like a terrifying, insatiable monster.

Locke immediately stopped the experiment. The Garden Spiritual Mirror possessed the function of simulating spiritual energy cultivation; this was one of its primary functions.

Locke reached his hand into the mirror and then withdrew it.

He looked at the ordinary cloud grain in his palm. “No wonder this experiment had to be done in Despair Valley. Doing it anywhere else would be too dangerous. Imbuing a second-ring magical plant with mystical meaning might be better if it fails, but if it succeeds, because the cloud grain itself doesn’t have that much spiritual energy, it will stimulate the magical plant to absorb spiritual energy from the surrounding air to compensate.”

“This is just a small-scale experiment,”

Locke deduced from this result.

“If a larger-scale experiment were conducted, would the cloud grain compensate itself by absorbing the spiritual energy of living beings?”

Locke’s expression changed slightly.

This indicated that this direction was extremely dangerous.

This wasn’t child’s play; these kinds of experiments were terrifying. A mistake could potentially kill everyone around.

Locke fell into deep thought, repeatedly conducting the experiment using the Garden Mirror and the cloud grain in his hand.

As dawn broke and the rooster crowed,

Locke reached into the mirror of the Garden Mirror and retrieved the single grain of cloud rice.

“I’ve got it.”

“Ultimately, the reason cloud rice can’t be imbued with mystical meaning is that its spiritual energy is insufficient, and its imaginary root level is too low. Therefore, I believe the only correct solution is to address the problem of insufficient spiritual energy in the cloud rice. And the most likely direction to solve this problem is the vitality within the Abyss system.”

Locke had gained some familiarity and understanding of Abyss magical plants in his previous research on the Dark Gold Dragon Claw Air Plant.

“Many Abyss magical plants possess exceptionally vigorous vitality. If we can channel their vitality into the cloud rice, without altering the order of its spiritual energy and plant essence as much as possible, then we can succeed.” “

Of course, this is currently just a thought.”

From the emergence of a thought, to its practical use, and then to large-scale production, each step is several levels below the previous one.

“If my thinking is correct, I could have verified it the moment I entered the memory world of the lab. Because if Wizard Probus also solved the problem through abyssal magical plants, then his memory world must have some clues and research materials. In addition, this also explains why he didn’t publish an article.” “

Because his original goal was to find a way to make Cloud Rice a perennial magical plant.”

“But if he fails, then continuing in this direction won’t be very meaningful. “

Locke thought carefully for a while.

“I can confirm that Wizard Probus most likely used some kind of abyssal magical plant to complete the process of giving Cloud Rice mystical meaning, and he has already discovered that this is a solution.”

Locke thought carefully and also realized why this path wouldn’t work.

The so-called mystical meaning of a magical plant is a way of spiritual energy flow that a magical plant evolves based on its own state and spiritual characteristics, which can better exert the power of this magical plant.

Therefore, although mystical meaning is very magical, and can even change the mechanism of magical plants and spell models, it is impossible to turn an annual Cloud Rice into a perennial grass-like magical plant.

Locke waved his hand, deleting all records related to his tests conducted within the Garden Spirit Realm.

“I could think of that, and Wizard Probus probably could too, but he still did it. This shows the difficulties he encountered while researching Cloud Rice were probably significant. That’s why he tried it.”

Locke saw a blast of icy magic from the Heavenly Cold River appear before him, and a silver message in a bottle drifted towards him, but Locke ignored it completely.

He simply waved his hand, this time not even bothering to accept it, directly sending it back.

Because there was nothing to discuss.

Lorenkiev wasn’t showing any sincerity anyway; only if the other party was truly willing to concede would there be any room for negotiation.

“If I have extra time, I can upgrade the Da Ming Li Long Que system again.”

“Since I’ve started, I must do it to the best of my ability, to make a name for myself in this Eastern Boundary.” “

I want to fight a decisive battle from a thousand miles away, to battle all the White Ice Tower wizards except Master Ji Kong Yue, and to win. The current Great Demon Sword Tiger Orchid Dragon Que combination should still be able to find loopholes if they think carefully about how to solve them.” “

The other party keeps trying to add me as a friend without offering any concessions, which shows they still harbor illusions.”

“However, the main point is still my first Probus Truth Unveiling Competition.”

Locke closed his eyes, and before him appeared the countless days and nights that the Probus wizard had spent researching. In these scenes, he had done everything he could think of, every attempt he could imagine. Therefore—there is likely only one way to imbue Yunmi with mystical meaning.

This is a method that the Probus wizard verified by using vast resources and a great deal of time.

That method is to use the power of the Abyss.

As for other directions, there should still be some, but if even the Probus wizard, who is about to break through the Moon Ring and reach the Pseudo-Forging stage, has difficulty researching them, it’s clear that the difficulty is much higher than using the power of the Abyss. Starting research from scratch now is unrealistic.

Therefore, after thinking about it all night, Locke concluded that the answer was the power of the Abyss.

And the moment he entered the laboratory and opened the memory world, he could verify whether this guess was correct.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door.

Locke had completely deleted his experimental data in the Garden Mirror. At this moment, the Bailouluo witch of the Maupassant family walked in. She smiled at Locke, carrying a tray with a cup of wizard tea on it.

Locke looked at the Bailouluo witch strangely, his gaze falling on the cup of wizard tea.

“Is there something you need, Miss Bailouluo?”

The witch Bailouluo, carrying a tea tray, said to Locke, “I heard you’ve crafted a new Garden Cave Heaven called the Bitter King Bottle. I also heard from Wizard Ike that your Bitter King Bottle Garden Cave Heaven can be used specifically to cultivate fire-attribute magical plants. However, your Great Ming Li Dragon Sparrow’s level is too high, so it’s not suitable for using the Bitter King Bottle, which is why you haven’t used it yet.”

Locke nodded. “Yes.”

He had calculated it several times before and found that the strength of the Bitter King Bottle wasn’t enough for the Great Ming Li Dragon Sparrow.

The main problem lay with the founding wizard of Golden Crown Mountain, the Golden Dragon Wizard, who had given his Vermilion Bird Spirit Breath.

Although he had named his Black Tortoise Spirit Breath after it to complete the Four Saints’ Blessing Magic, the current quality of his Black Tortoise Spirit Breath was actually inferior to the Azure Dragon Spirit Breath evolved from a bit of life force in Jianmu, and also inferior to the Vermilion Bird Dragon Breath given to him by the Golden Dragon Wizard.

Under the guidance of the Golden Dragon Wizard, the golden spirit breath that his Great Ming Li Dragon Sparrow had originally fished out had also evolved into Vermilion Bird Spirit Breath.

The Vermilion Bird’s spiritual energy was of an extremely high level. The

Bitter King Bottle, however, was not of a sufficient level. According to his calculations, forcibly using the Bitter King Bottle would only destroy both the Garden Cave and the demonic plants simultaneously.

Locke took out the Bitter King Bottle from his Astral Ring, and a vase engraved with a lotus pattern appeared in his hand. Upon seeing this, the Witch Bailouluo’s eyes widened in astonishment.

The witch Bailouluo said to Locke, “That’s really impressive.”

“I heard you work here, and I thought you must be tired after a long day, so I brewed you a cup of invigorating wizard tea.”

“Our wizards here usually prefer alcohol, but considering you’re from Yunze Wetlands, I specially prepared wizard tea for you.” “

Locke, I have a suggestion. How about I pay you to imbue one of my magical plants with mystical meaning using the Bitter King Bottle?” “

Since your Great Ming Dragon Sparrow can’t use the Bitter King Bottle, I happen to have a magical plant that needs to be imbued with mystical meaning.”

Locke took the cup of wizard tea she offered, smelled it, and as a potion maker, breeder, and botanical wizard, and knowing that Yunze Wetlands was the origin of wizard tea, and that Golden Crown Mountain was the first academy to promote wizard tea, Locke was knowledgeable about all wizard teas.

In his opinion, this was a high-quality cup of Wood Feather Tea, nothing else particularly unusual, and nothing strange had been added.

He dared to drink it.

“Thank you.”

Locke took a sip and said, “The water temperature and the amount of tea leaves weren’t chosen well. Wood Feather Tea is a cooling tea and shouldn’t be steeped in hot water; it needs to be steeped in ice water for 24 hours. Only then will the taste be optimal.” “

However, this was brewed by you personally, Miss. You’re not a tea master, but from the perspective of an ordinary wizard, you did a very good job.”

The witch Bailouluo’s eyes brightened slightly. “You dare to drink tea served by a witch from a dark wizarding family like me?”

Locke looked at her strangely and asked, “Why wouldn’t I dare?”

The witch Bailouluo suddenly smiled brightly.

“Nothing, I think you are the kind of wizarding genius I admire. If I had known this earlier, I wouldn’t have needed to be so tolerant of Grant that day.”

Locke said, “What kind of magical plant is it? I need to see if it’s suitable.”

The witch Bailouluo chanted a spell, and a book of summoning appeared in front of her. Locke glanced at the summoning book. Summoning books held contracts between wizards of the Summoning School and all their summoned beasts, thus each book was adorned with images of various magical creatures, symbols of their power.

The cover of the Summoning Book of the Witch Bailouluo featured an ancient Tyrannosaurus Rex, while the back depicted an owl—the nature of the magical creature was unknown.

The book before her flipped through its pages, finally stopping in the middle.

It opened, revealing two pages that combined to form a massive snow-capped mountain, upon which stood a creature resembling a snowman. A   fierce wind

swept through the room.   A chilling gust of wind whipped up swirling snowflakes, which danced and swirled around the Witch Bailouluo.   A cold, magical pressure descended.   The entire room seemed to turn a deep blue.   Locke raised an eyebrow.   ”This is—”   said the witch Bailouluo, “The Rain Marshland is teeming with spirits and deities because it was an outpost for the three great Persepolis gods’ invasion of the wizarding world. This was the battlefield back then. This resulted in the highest level of biodiversity here, giving rise to many magical creatures not found in other regions. This is a star-ring magical creature I discovered in a temple on a snow-capped mountain in the Rain Marshland—the Snow King.”   Behind her, a Snow King appeared, its nose made of a carrot stuck in its nose and wielding a flaming scythe.   The Snow King swung its scythe, which was actually a red plum blossom.   Locke saw that the Snow King’s aura and the witch Bailouluo’s aura were connected, like a faint bond linking them together.   The Snow King roared, revealing sharp teeth beneath its cute appearance. Holding the red plum flaming scythe, it glared at Locke.   ”Have you angered my princess?”   Locke asked calmly.   The Snow King seemed to sense the danger, so although Locke did not answer, it did not immediately attack.   The witch Bailou placed the tray on the ground, then put her hands in her pockets and twirled around with a relaxed and smug gait.   ”This is my guardian knight—the Snow King. Years ago, the power of the Void False God was shattered and scattered across this land, giving birth to a type of creature unique to this wizarding land—the [Spirits].”   ”Spirits are objects within temples, transformed by divine influence.”   ”The Snow King likes to torment those who kneel and pray in those temples, but when I was three years old, I passed by a temple, entered without bowing, and my elders subdued it. From then on, it became a driving force in my rapid growth to the Star Ring level. After all, it’s a Star Ring-level Spirits.”   ”That red plum blossom, that’s what it always carries. It seems to be fire-attribute. But it probably doesn’t have any mystical meaning. I once tried to find someone to imbue this magical plant with mystical meaning, but the people I approached always told me that whether or not it could be imbued with excellent-level mystical meaning depended entirely on luck; it might only be ordinary-level, or it might be excellent-level. I was dissatisfied with their lack of guarantees, so I had to give up several times.”   ”Mr. Augustine, if you can help me imbue the magical plant in my summoned beast’s hand with an excellent-grade mystical meaning, I will give you fifteen million magic stones.”   ”Is that alright?”   Locke pondered for a moment.   A summoned beast?   No wonder the witch Bailouluo and the Snow King’s spiritual connection existed.   This was something they could only achieve after decades of interaction.   Locke quickly reviewed the Crimson Plum Fire Scythe and finally confirmed that it was a very rare fire-attribute magical plant that had to grow in the snowy winter.   No wonder the Snow King had it.   He carefully examined the plant’s information and confirmed that it was very suitable for using the Bitter King’s Bottle.   ”Okay,”   Locke said, “The Crimson Plum Fire Scythe itself is excellent, far superior to the three Star Ring magical plants your family gave me last time. This kind of magical plant is considered top-tier even among Star Ring magical plants. So let’s sign a contract. I will also sign my name on this magical plant.”   The witch Bailouluo was more than happy to accept.   Because if Locke became more and more powerful in the future, then works signed by such masters would even have a certain financial attribute and value as a guarantee of price.   After signing the contract with her, Locke quickly left.   The first Probus Truth-Revealing Competition was less than seven days away.   He needed to make final preparations.   Winning against the club’s wizards was irrelevant; to obtain the truth about the Probus wizards, he had to ensure he could overcome the obstacles posed by the Bitterwood.   After Locke left, the Witch Bailou glanced back in the direction he had gone, then quickly walked to the Garden Mirror, activated her permissions, and prepared to check the usage data within.   ”Nothing? Deleted?”   ”That’s too cautious.”   ”The first Probus Truth-Revealing Competition.”   An interest flashed in Bailou’s eyes.   ”With so many geniuses competing, I certainly can’t miss it. I was also hoping to see if Wizard Locke had any ideas.”   ”I’m so curious. Such a tense and exciting competition, imbuing second-ring magical plants with the mystical meaning of star rings. What a genius idea that must be! I asked several breeders I know, and they all said it was impossible, and thought I was talking nonsense.” The Witch   Bailou patted the Snow King’s belly.   ”This is so interesting! Isn’t it, Snow King?”   The Snow King immediately shook his head. “If you say it’s interesting, then it’s interesting, my princess.”

The next moment, the Snow King transformed into a blizzard and vanished from the spot. The Book of Summoning automatically opened, retrieving the Snow King back into its container.

The Witch Bailouluo pondered.

“However, Wizard Locke is shrewd despite his rough exterior; he’s careful and leaves no trace. It seems we can only see the competition results by entering.” “

But to get in, we need a Breeder’s identity.”

“It’s become a competition now.”

She realized something.

“Looks like I still need to make use of those guys at the club.”

“I’ll continue to feign friendship with those white wizards.”

After leaving the Garden Mirror Room, Locke discovered a video call from Tristan Walden of Quinnjoll University near the Lingzhi Magic Plant.

Locke answered the call.

It seemed his Windmill Dragon Sparrow technique was working well.

Tristan Walden appeared on the screen, tapping his fingers on the table, his expression displeased, yet filled with helplessness. “Wizard Locke Augustine, your creation, the Great Windmill Dragon Sparrow, performed remarkably well in the Abyss War   .

How did you achieve this? Why do your cultivated magical plants thrive so much in the Abyss, performing so differently from the works of other breeders?

“