Bloodline of the Wizard
Chapter 89 - 70 The Only Way, Muscle Freak

Chapter 89: Chapter 70 The Only Way, Muscle Freak

"Why do you say that?"

Ronan fell silent for a moment before asking.

"Because there are many impurities in your soul, forcing a breakthrough would most likely result in death... If you choose not to advance, you might actually live longer than the average person.."

"The impurities in my spiritual power..."

"I’m talking about inside the soul."

That brittle voice corrected him, "Which is commonly known as a Wizard’s Talent, the soul’s quality."

"Soul quality..."

As they talked, a beam of light was cast from a house with a blue roof.

The light condensed into the shape of a prismatic crystal in front of Ronan.

The crystal was beautiful, crystal clear, reflecting the colors of the winter sun.

"This is the soul with the best quality, without a hint of impurities, naturally affinitive to all elements, with meditation efficiency soaring by leaps and bounds..."

Ronan curiously looked at the transparent crystal in front of him when suddenly, a tinge of ink seeped into the beautiful crystal, quickly tarnishing it.

In the blink of an eye, the entire crystal became murky and obscure.

"This is your soul."

Ronan found it hard to accept, "Is my talent really that bad?"

"Worse than you think. The fact that you’ve made it this far proves that the development of the times has indeed greatly advanced the progress of Magic Potion..."

"...."

The crisp voice seemed unaware of the storm it had caused in Ronan’s heart and continued to speak on its own accord:

"... The blackness that made the crystal opaque is the soul impurity I spoke of.

When an Apprentice wizard advances to an Official Wizard, the core is to purify the soul. The role of the God Burning Potion is to burn away the impurities in the soul, inducing a Transformation..."

"With the quality of your soul, if you want to achieve a further degree of purification and successfully promote to an Official Wizard, you would need at least five or more bottles of God Burning Potion..."

Upon hearing this, Ronan’s expression visibly relaxed.

Five bottles.

If he counted the one given by Angelie, he would have just enough—five bottles.

It seemed the problem wasn’t particularly serious; it was just more resource-intensive than for the average person...

However, before Ronan could feel relieved, the crisp voice broke his fantasy.

"Don’t oversimplify the problem.

The God Burning Potion burns not only the impurities in the soul but also parts of the soul itself, which is linked to your lifespan.

After downing five bottles, you’re most likely going to age and die."

Burning lifespan, ageing and dying?!

Ronan’s face finally turned ugly.

He realized that the constant rejections he had faced, besides the factor of Lola, were probably also largely due to his poor Talent.

Every mentor-level individual could see the issue with him; they determined he could not possibly break through to become an Official Wizard, and coupled with his troubles with Lola, that’s why they were so hostile towards him—who would show a nice face to an Apprentice who was doomed to have no future and had gotten into trouble?

As for Jerome...

Jerome probably hadn’t really examined his talents thoroughly.

"Is there no way to solve this?"

Ronan was not content.

"Of course there is, you just can’t do it."

The crisp voice continued to sting, "Whether strengthening the soul’s origin or purifying the soul’s impurities... these are beyond your reach.

So I advise you to give up on advancing, what’s wrong with living a good life?"

The problem is that he can’t live a good life!

Ronan clenched his teeth.

Both Lola and Angelie were existences that could threaten his life at any moment. Advancing to an Official Wizard would give him a glimmer of hope; giving up on advancing would sooner or later also be a dead end.

But even without these two problems, Ronan did not want to give up easily; after putting in so much effort to reach the threshold of being an Apprentice Level 9 Gasification, to be on the verge of becoming an Official Wizard, how could he be willing to just stop there without progressing any further?!

Unknowingly, Ronan’s mindset had changed drastically compared to when he first arrived.

"Isn’t there anything I can do? Just a glimmer of hope will do!"

Ronan pressed on.

The voice hesitated, "Maybe if you practice that mundane Body Forging Cultivation Technique you have a bit further, it might help... A robust body can extend life to some extent..."

Body Forging?!

Ronan was stunned, then quickly nodded, indicating he understood.

At least there was a direction to work towards; it was better than just sitting and waiting for death.

"By the way, I want to ask, what exactly is the Soul Seal? Everyone tells me it’s very important."

Ronan guessed he wouldn’t find a second mentor-level person who was as patient as the owner of the crisp voice so he decided to ask all of his questions at once.

"The Soul Seal is of course incredibly important.

The Soul Seal is actually a rune, just different from ordinary runes; it’s rarer.

It acts on a Wizard’s soul, allowing the Spells cast by the Wizard to change in power and shape, greatly enhancing the effect of the Spell."

"For example, if you main Fire Magic, then cultivating a [Molten Lava Fire Ring] Seal, every Fire Element Spell you cast would have an added effect of a Molten Lava fire ring...

If it’s a [Arsonist] Seal, then your Fire Magic Spells would have a broader range of scorch, and the Flames temperature would also be higher..."

Only then did Ronan understand, and he immediately thought of Jerome, speculating that the Soul Seal Jerome cultivated might be the [Molten Lava Fire Ring] mentioned by the crisp voice, which is why every fireball he threw would burst with a ring of fiery waves.

In plain terms, a Soul Seal is like having the effects of a rune Enchanted onto a person, so that when the Seal is activated, the cast Spells naturally come with the rune’s effects.