Bloodline of the Wizard
Chapter 510 - 233 Soul Specialist, Invitation of the Spirits, Solution to the Problem_2

Chapter 510: Chapter 233 Soul Specialist, Invitation of the Spirits, Solution to the Problem_2

Ronan had always thought this was due to the existence of the "Symbiosis" contract, but it turned out to be more complex than that, as it was the influence of the soul’s instinct on self-consciousness.

"I think you don’t even need to rush the disengagement of this relationship. As long as this fusion continues for more than a year, it will influence the body’s Bloodline... The Bloodline of the legendary Phoenix, not everyone has the chance to obtain..."

Ewaqu spoke calmly, then took out a white finger bone that looked like crystal and jadelike in texture and handed it to Ronan.

"Keep this safe, it can shield all your soul fluctuations at the critical moment, avoiding all detection methods under Level 7 Dusk...

When Molli’er’s tribe comes looking for you, you might find it useful..."

Ronan’s eyes flickered slightly. Ewaqu’s gift sealed the last of his worries. He carefully put it away and sincerely thanked Ewaqu.

"Alright, let’s get back to the main point."

With the matter of Molli’er concluded, Ewaqu finally steered the conversation to the real reason he had sought out Ronan.

Ronan straightened up slightly; between the reminders about the competition for power and the white finger bone just now, Ewaqu had shown considerable goodwill towards him.

The more so, the more it showed the importance of the favor he was seeking from Ronan, and the risk might exceed Ronan’s expectations.

"I want you to accompany me into the Hall of Spirits!"

As soon as Ewaqu spoke, Ronan was startled.

"The Hall of Spirits from the Ancient Spirit Witch lore? Isn’t it said that it was sealed and exiled within the endless Space-Time long ago?"

"I have found it, and I have a way to break the Sealing..."

Ewaqu’s expression was calm, yet his words were shocking, "I’ve even gone in once before, but for some reasons, I returned empty-handed..."

A deep shock appeared on Ronan’s face. If this news were to spread, it would likely cause a great uproar in the Southern Wizard World.

The current rumors about Ewaqu in the outside world were that he was merely a Lucky One who happened to receive a superficial part of the Ancient Spirit Witch’s legacy; he had not received the core of the Ancient Spirit Witch’s spirit inheritance, hence even though many were curious about his mysterious background, they did not delve deeper.

Who would have thought that Ewaqu had already entered the Hall of Spirits once and could be truly called a full-fledged Spirit witch.

Ewaqu continued, "I come from the Uta Clan, which is the tribe you see now.

Our Uta lineage has always maintained the complete legacy of the Ancient Spirit Witch, but the requirements to become a Spirit witch are very strict. In this generation, I am the only one who possesses the qualifications to become one.

Five years ago, I had already practiced enough to be recognized by the spirits and entered the Hall of Spirits under the escort of several clan elders to take the trial of the spirits... Unfortunately, I failed, and all the clan elders perished.

I am not willing to give up and want to try one more time.

But to begin the legacy trial, the assistance of at least one Soul Specialist is required.

I left the clan and participated in the selection for the Genius competition, looking for a Soul Specialist capable of helping me..."

Ronan, after hearing Ewaqu’s explanation, couldn’t help but ask, "What does Soul Specialist mean?"

"It’s hard to explain..."

Ewaqu thought for a moment before saying, "It means someone whose body contains more than one soul. You could consider it a kind of soul anomaly.

Generally, such anomalies are formed later in life. The lineage of Spirit witches has a tradition of passing on a part of the soul through generations, so it’s somewhat common... Outside of Spirit witches, it’s very rare.

Especially someone like you, who clearly has more than one soul inside but still maintains an extremely sound and independent consciousness, is even rarer..."

Ronan roughly understood what Ewaqu was describing.

He had transmigrated to this world and merged with the soul of the original "Ronan" upon arriving. During his subsequent cultivation, he inadvertently fused with a portion of the Ancient will of "Hekarter," so he became what you would call a "Soul Specialist."

This characteristic was also the key obstacle to his promotion to Level 4 Dawn. This time, coming to meet with Ewaqu, was to resolve this issue.

"In the entire Southern region, have you only found me to be such an individual?"

Ronan asked again.

"No."

Ewaqu shook his head, "Actually, there’s another person, who, to some extent, is more suitable than you. The other part of the soul he harbors is stronger and better fused.

However, his personality is extremely unstable. I’ve tried to contact him, but I couldn’t establish a relatively stable cooperation with him, so I gave up..."

"Who?"

Ronan pressed.

Ewaqu uttered a name indifferently, "Angelie Leon.

The opponent you met in the second round of the blood battle."

Angelie?!

Angelie harbors a soul within him even more powerful than the Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake "Hekarter"?!

Ronan was deeply shaken, at a loss for words for a moment.

"I left the Ancient Fairy City after watching that battle of yours."

Ewaqu pondered: "From what I can tell, in that situation, if he had chosen to reveal all his methods, he likely would have had no equals..."

Ronan remained silent.

He had thought that he had defeated Angelie head-on, tearing through a long-standing nightmare in his heart.

But it turned out that Angelie was more hidden than anyone else.

"Hiss—"

Ronan took a deep breath, trying to calm the tumult in his heart, and inquired of Ewaqu: "What do I need to do to accompany you into the Hall of Spirits?"

"When the time comes, I will tell you, it is nothing particularly difficult."

"Is there any danger?"

"Of course, there are risks, but with your strength, it should not be a problem."

Ewaqu explained: "Previously, the Uta Clan elders who accompanied me into the Hall of Spirits were all only Second-level Wizards, aged quite a bit as well; not long after entering, they were directly summoned by the Spirits, staying there forever...

That was the main reason behind my failed trial."

Ewaqu’s gaze was honest, his eyes filled with reluctance.

Ronan felt that his words did not seem contrived, but of course, he couldn’t completely trust Ewaqu either.

"I need some time to consider."

Ronan spoke.

Ewaqu nodded, "Of course. You have ample time to consider, and it’s okay if you eventually refuse.

In fact, I already have another candidate in mind, but it takes some time to develop..."

Ronan unconsciously thought of the girl in the white wolf skin skirt who had led him into the tribe on behalf of Ewaqu, and after asking, sure enough, Ewaqu nodded.

"..It may take as short as half a year, or as long as three to five years, I will contact you again.

Entering the Hall of Spirits would also benefit you, it should be able to resolve the soul fusion issues you are currently facing..."

Ronan’s expression shifted, realizing that Ewaqu had seen the obstacles he faced in advancing to Dawn and consequently brought up his own concerns.

Ewaqu was generous with his guidance.

"The two souls within you are not completely fused because you do not understand the obsessions they harbored before being fused by you.

Soul fusion and the concept of redeeming lost souls are connected, if you fulfill the goals they wanted to reach but failed to reach, the souls will naturally become docile..."

As a Spirit witch and a Master of soul studies, Ewaqu’s words were as precise as a surgeon’s scalpel, striking right at the crux of Ronan’s problem, clearing the thick mist in his heart.

"Obsession..."

Ronan silently mulled over these words, recalling how in the Wizard World it’s a tradition, after a wizard passes away, to sing the "Soul-soothing Song" which functions to comfort the deceased spirit.

He had no clue about what "Hekarter’s" obsession might be, nor did he want to find out. He didn’t even plan to assimilate "Hekarter’s" remaining soul, certainly preferring to remove it from his body if possible.

Instead, the former "Ronan"...

Ronan thought of the letters piled up inside the Space Ring from his hometown, deciding it was time to make a trip back.

"Where is the entrance to the Hall of Spirits?"

"Central Continent."

The final question marked the end of their conversation.

He walked out of the beast skin tent with Ewaqu, only to find that the Uta people had already started a welcoming bonfire at the center of the tribe.

As a distinguished guest of Ewaqu, the highest Saint of the Uta Clan, Ronan was deeply respected by all Uta tribespeople.

Under the arrangement of the girl in the white wolf skin skirt, the Uta people held a grand banquet where Ronan gladly took part.

The main dish at the banquet was a thick soup made from crushed berries and stewed beast meat, with many spices added, making it quite tasty, accompanied by a homemade fruit wine called Uta Wine.

Under the moonlight, by the bright bonfire, Ronan enjoyed a peace he hadn’t experienced for a long time.

He saw Molli’er sitting all alone in a corner; she wasn’t eating anything, instead, just staring blankly into the flames, her thoughts unknown.