Above The Sky
Chapter 102 - 102 97 The Instrument for Stargazing No reason found anyway 4 updates

102: Chapter 97: The Instrument for Stargazing (No reason found, anyway 4 updates) 102: Chapter 97: The Instrument for Stargazing (No reason found, anyway 4 updates) The crystal bone of the Reef-eater Otter is fundamentally a central hub that continuously transforms biological cells through an Origin Structure, causing normal organisms to progressively transform into metallic-based organisms—hence, it can become immune to the vast majority of viruses, organic poisons, and foundationless poisons, and its body can become exceedingly tough.

In simpler terms, it’s akin to the Steel-type in Pokémon, and ‘Pure Rock Body’ represents such power.

Furthermore, the thymus of the Swamp Crocodragon can induce hormones to produce a multitude of powerful immune cells, laying the foundation for further Sublimations down the road.

In addition, it can gradually alter Ian’s blood properties, allowing his wounds to heal more easily and reducing his likelihood of bleeding.

It is also the power of the Swamp Crocodragon that shifts Ian’s Origin Quality to an Earth Attribute, which forms the basis for his ability to manipulate the surrounding sandstone and encase himself in Sand Armor.

Advance this ability to a higher order, and you get the ‘Body of Fertile Soil’ and ‘Mud Shield’ that allow a Crocodile Dragon to withstand bombardment from an Alchemical Cannon without retreating.

Lastly, the Sublimation of the liver is the result of transformation of one’s own Origin Quality within the Sand Armor Apprentice inheritance.

It allows Ian’s skin to become tougher as needed, store more energy, strengthen his capillaries, and enable his body to endure more intense exercise as well as the transfer of Origin Quality.

Combine the three, and you have a ‘Sand Armor Apprentice’!

Of course, since the crystal bone of the Reef-eater Otter also possesses attributes of the Water Attribute Essence, Ian has a certain affinity for mist.

Just now, as he gazed at the mist drifting up to the sky with the wind, with a thought, he was also able to affect it using his own Origin Quality.

There might be a slight delay compared to manipulating sand and stone with ease, but with this, masquerading as a stunted Wave Singer wouldn’t be difficult.

“Congratulations.”

Hiliard was watching Ian at the moment, applauding with a smile, “Although you might be limited by your body and unable to fully harness the power of the inheritance…

Ian, you have truly become a First-Level Sublimator.”

“You have stepped onto the first rung of this long journey.”

The old Knight’s tone was filled with satisfaction.

Although he was one hundred percent confident that Ian would succeed, how could he not feel a twinge of nervousness and anticipation?

Ian’s performance exceeded his expectations; not once did he falter but focused intently on guiding the fusion and Sublimation of the Origin Quality.

Barely having advanced, he could already manipulate sand and stone into armor.

One must know that in the past, the majority of Cultivators who were Sand Armor Apprentices would not be able to fully attune to the voice of the Earth even two years after taking the Magic Potion and would need four to five years to completely assimilate it.

His Apprentice was a true genius.

“Teacher, I feel great.”

Moreover, Ian, lifting his head, stretched his body and said with some surprise, “My body feels like it has…

completely transformed.”

Ever since Ian condensed the Primordial Seed, he had been constantly extracting Origin Quality from various Magical Beast ingredients and ordinary food, storing it in various parts of his body to burst forth when needed and nourish his body when not.

Every once in a while, he deliberately circulated it to adapt his body to the flow of the Origin Quality.

This had substantially improved Ian’s physical condition, but progress halted close to the standard of Terra teenagers, which was the limit that wouldn’t affect his bodily growth.

To exercise further, not only would it prevent him from growing taller, but his endocrine system and various organ functions might also become abnormal—Humans are such fragile creatures easily thrown off balance, and even the Terra People would struggle to surmount biological limits.

But now, this limit had been broken.

Ian came to a clear understanding that the limits of a Human child were meaningless to him, for he had become a Sublimator.

Regardless of what physique or age, he was a Sublimator first, and only then, a child.

He could continue to train, to improve his strength.

And those accumulated Origin Quality no longer needed to be hoarded but could be invested entirely into each Sublimation Organ, accelerating their development!

This feeling was like a hoarder player in a game where death meant the loss of all accrued experience, saving up enough experience to level up tens or twenties of times without a channel to do so, cautiously exploring the world when suddenly they found the method to level up.

What else could be said?

Level up!

——Deep X, give me some bonus points!

“Every Sublimator feels this way after their first transformation… Relish this joy, for it is your due,”

smiled Hiliard, watching Ian’s delighted face.

He seemed to remember something, then took a long box from his waist: “Right, Ian.”

The old knight handed the box to Ian, gesturing for him to open it with his eyes: “A gift for you.”

“Eh?

Thank you, Teacher!”

Ian was still trying to sense how his body felt different from before, but taking a Magic Potion didn’t instantly make him stronger; it required a longer period of growth to become evident.

Thus, he quickly stopped sensing and, full of anticipation, took the box from Hiliard and opened it.

Then his eyes widened.

It was a telescope.

The monocular telescope in the box wasn’t large, only forty centimeters, but it was rather long for the current Ian.

It was hollowed out from a single piece of Elder Wood, with the lenses protected by two pieces of beast hide covers.

“This…”

Ian was slightly stunned; he had thought Hiliard would give him a small sword or perhaps a dagger, something to tell him that after becoming a Sublimator, he should be prepared for combat—on Earth, knight apprentices and clan disciples had similar customs, and he had preconceived notions.

But a telescope…

“How about it, do you like it?

I know you like to watch stars.

With my skills, I can’t polish lenses clear enough to see Qingyue, but looking at the distant sea and mountains shouldn’t be a problem.”

Seeing the shirt his teacher had made for him before and now staring at the telescope before him, Ian looked up at Hiliard, who was still smiling gently, and for a moment, he didn’t know what to say.

“…Thank you.”

He said softly, then realizing his own lapse: “Thank you, Teacher.”

Ian looked up, meeting Hiliard’s gaze with clarity and sincerity, and said, “I really like it.”

“Haha, as if I couldn’t tell what my own student likes—I’m not that careless.”

Hearing Ian’s heartfelt thanks and seeing the joy when he first saw the telescope, Hiliard felt very happy too.

He patted Ian on the shoulder and said loudly, “However, now that you’ve become a Sublimator, the training to come will naturally be based on the standards of a Sublimator.”

“It’s going to be tough, so you’ll need to work hard,” he advised earnestly.

“No problem!” Ian agreed without hesitation and then looked down again at the telescope in his hands.

A long-missed warmth lingered in his heart.

Of course, from that day on, he didn’t have time to watch the stars for a continuous half a year, but that is a story for later.