Bloodline of the Wizard
Chapter 152 - 94: Promotion, Mission 2

Chapter 152: Chapter 94: Promotion, Mission 2

"If I could see those real-life torrents and waterfalls with my own eyes, perhaps I could find more inspiration..."

Ronan suddenly thought of something Benny had mentioned to him, that the truly powerful Wizard Forces always continuously migrated downwards.

Besides the fact that the farther down, the denser the Energy Particles and the richer the resources, the more distributed the Energy Particles, the greater the possibility of various strange and magnificent landscapes, which was beyond imagination.

This was also a great benefit for the comprehension and practice in the Magic Domain.

"So, is the instinct and desire of these powerful wizards to chase and descend also related to their cultivation in the Magic Domain?"

Ronan didn’t know, perhaps.

[Particle Torrent] has entered a plateau phase, [Absolute Frost Seal]’s increase was still quite smooth, the Proficiency level steadily rising; if this pace continues, it won’t take long to become the Skill with the highest proficiency.

However.

Even though both [Particle Torrent] and [Absolute Frost Seal] have seen a lot of growth in proficiency, Ronan so far still hasn’t had any clues regarding the Level 1 Law Domain Resonance.

This realm seems still very distant to him, and he has no idea when he will be able to reach it.

After sorting out his gains, Ronan walked slowly out of the Snow Domain.

"It’s also time to go inside the Magic Ring and take some tasks..."

This past month, Ronan had hardly returned to the Magic Ring.

Apart from obtaining the status of a Magic Ring core member and changing into the standard Magic Robe, he still practiced alone in the forest, no different from before he joined the Magic Ring.

The incident a month ago when Ronan took action against those four Magic Ring Wizards in Benny’s courtyard seemed to have no fallout.

Initially, Ronan thought that the other party might send people to act against him outside the boundaries of the Magic Ring, so he was very cautious every time he entered or left the Magic Ring, fearing being tracked and ambushed.

But a month went by without any incidents, as if the other party... had completely forgotten about him.

There was a calm before the storm.

"Impossible to forget, having taken such a big loss, I wouldn’t be able to swallow it, let alone a Third Ring Level genius..."

Ronan was convinced, the guy he offended, named Travis, was either waiting for an opportunity or... secretly preparing a big move.

The Magic Ring strictly prohibited infighting and killing among members; Benny had been living well all these years, which proved that this rule was indeed an iron law no one dared to violate.

Benny had mentioned that Travis would likely take other means to break him down, cripple him, or even tame him.

"I rather want to see, what kind of other way is there, that can completely break me down, cripple me, or even subdue me..."

Ronan’s expression was calm, a gleam flickering in his blue eyes.

Although Benny’s ending was right before his eyes, Ronan wasn’t really afraid.

Because his current situation, from when Benny started, the biggest difference was—

He was still just a "First Ring".

For a "Third Ring" like Travis, there was no way to directly strike at him; he was still under the protection of certain rules.

And now, his spiritual power had advanced to Intermediate Level 1 stage; although his soul power hadn’t yet reached the standard to refine the [Silverization] rune, the significant increase in proficiency of the two derivative spells from the Extraordinary Magic Realm gave Ronan enough confidence to face a true Second-level Wizard.

Whatever big move Travis was holding back, its limits were foreseeable.

As long as Ronan was careful enough, not foolishly walking into those pre-arranged plots and traps... no matter how strong the opponent was, they couldn’t do anything to him.

Of course, that was the thought, but Ronan was still very cautious in action.

Had he not needed to return to the Magic Ring to take tasks, Ronan would have rather kept practicing until he advanced to a Second-level Wizard.

Besides the explicit rule inside the Magic Ring that official members must meet a task quota or else face punishments, with severe cases even leading to expulsion from the Magic Ring.

He also had an inevitable reason to take tasks to earn Contribution Points.

Magic Stone was not lacking, Benny would let Ronan help sell batches of Magic Potions or Rune Stones every now and then, and Ronan could easily "skim a little off the top" to feed himself.

It was primarily some more special and precious resources, including Magic Potions crafted for Ronan to boost his spiritual power, as well as some materials needed to nurture the Holy Blood Tree Seed.

These items could not be found in shops on the outskirts of Seventh Ring City.

Ronan tried to use Quidi to rely on exchanges within the wizard community to obtain them, but it was in vain.

Some materials were only available in the Magic Ring, needing Contribution Points to exchange, and some even had explicit requirements concerning the exchanger’s identity level.

Ronan left the forest and returned to the Magic Ring.

He had cut his originally long hair short, and over a month’s time, his hair color had grown back from bright white to deep chestnut.

In terms of facial features, he was quite different from a month ago, making him hard to recognize for those not close to him.

Even so, soon after Ronan entered the Magic Ring, he immediately felt that he was being watched.

"Swoosh—"

Ronan suddenly turned his head towards the direction where he felt like he was being spied on.

He saw a middle-aged man with a common face and drooping eyebrows.

A Late Level 1 Stage Wizard, standing a few dozen meters away from Ronan, coldly staring at him, with no intention of hiding or concealing at all.

Ronan narrowed his eyes and gazed back for several seconds.

Then he turned around and headed straight for the Task Tower.

The drooping-eyebrow wizard followed behind him, emitting a strong hostility, like a ghost wandering under broad daylight, firmly trailing behind him.

Ronan’s expression remained calm, and he didn’t change his plans due to the man’s presence, still bent on taking on tasks to earn Contribution Points.

Stepping into the Task Tower, there was a rather spacious metal hall with runes on the four walls flashing their glow.

In the hall, some wizards dressed in Silver Robes were seated, either contemplating alone, resting, or chatting in small groups.

Most of them were ordinary members, and occasionally you could see the core represented by the "First Ring."

When Ronan and the drooping-eyebrow wizard walked in, they drew a few glances, with slightly more falling on Ronan, likely because he bore a core status yet only had Intermediate Level 1 Stage strength.

Many windows existed within the hall, each manned by a Magic Ring member.

The normal procedure for taking up tasks involved going to the respective windows to select, register, and report... After task completion, the delivery was also done at the window by designated personnel.

Ronan looked around and saw several task windows busy with people, only the one on the far left was empty.

He headed straight for the vacant task window, inside sat a young girl with green chin-length hair, an apple face, a bit chubby, her hand propping up her chin, eyes closed, unclear if she was napping or meditating, and emitting spiritual power fluctuations of an Early Level 1 Stage, giving off a silly cute appearance.

Ronan walked up and gently knocked on the metal table of the task counter.

"Ah!"

The green-haired girl heard the noise and suddenly "woke up" in a somewhat flustered manner, straightening up.

"Do you want to take a task?"

She spoke to Ronan with her cheeks red, also with a touch of embarrassment that almost made her want to find a hole to crawl into, seemingly she was indeed napping before.

Ronan couldn’t help but smile, the annoying mood from being watched by drooping eyebrows since entering had been significantly diluted.

"Yes."

Ronan nodded, the green-haired girl immediately handed him a thin booklet of tasks, filled with detailed information of various tasks for him to choose from.

Ronan quickly flipped through the booklet, lowered his head and thought rapidly for a while, and finally made his choice.

"Let’s go for this... Hunting for the Earth Abyss Giant Worm Gland."