I, a cultivator, have ended up in the wizarding world

Chapter 771 Lessons and Gains

Clark slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his gaze had become unusually serious.

"Nonsense!"

This was the first time in the thousands of years since Jemin had been a student of Clark that he had heard his mentor speak in such a tone.

Do you know what your biggest mistake is?

Jemin paused for a moment: "I underestimated the laws of fate."

"No." Clark shook his head.

"On the contrary, you have overestimated yourself."

Clark looked at him, his gaze so sharp it seemed to pierce through his soul.

"The danger of destiny lies not in knowledge itself, but in the fact that its users become increasingly complacent and arrogant." "Destiny's ability to process information has no inherent limit; if you ask it a question, it will attempt to answer it."

"And the amount of information required to answer a question can easily exceed the limits that any living being can withstand." He said this with an increasingly stern tone.

"I won't go into the relevant concepts; you should already know them. But knowing all this, you still dared to directly use the dimensional origin to search the entire region—that's a sign of your negligence!"

"That's not research, that's suicide!"

Jemin bowed slightly: "Yes."

Clark continued, "High-ranking wizards need courage to explore the unknown."

"But there's one more thing that truly makes high-ranking wizards live a long time."

"Reverence! Without reverence, even the greatest talent will only hasten death."

"Learning to balance courage and reverence means learning to manage risk; this is a lifelong lesson for every wizard!"

After a long silence, Jemin finally nodded seriously.

"Mentor, I understand."

Seeing that he didn't offer any explanation, Clark's expression softened somewhat.

Just then, Viola, who was standing next to her, suddenly frowned.

"Tsk."

She clicked her tongue impatiently, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared.

Jemin asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Viola pouted. "It's nothing. I was just laughing at you too much."

Jemin: ..……”

What kind of reason is that?

Viola rubbed her temples, somewhat annoyed, and said, "I feel happy when others are having bad luck."

"After becoming happy, the pain lessened."

"Pain reduced..."

She frowned, and her expression was noticeably worse than before.

"The various enhancements I received have also been slightly reduced."

Jemin immediately realized what was happening.

Viola's current system is based on transforming various negative emotions into her own power.

Happiness itself is a form of weakening.

No wonder she suddenly made that expression.

But the next second, Viola suddenly froze.

Then, the displeasure on her face quickly disappeared, replaced by a smile that reappeared.

"Hmm?" She blinked. "Interesting."

Jemin asked, "What's wrong?"

Viola spread her hands: "I was a little annoyed just now because my strength decreased."

"Then I discovered..."

She said with a smile:

"I absorbed that displeasure again, and my power has returned."

She checked herself again, then nodded in satisfaction: "Yes, that's right, I'm fully recovered."

Jemin: ….

He suddenly understood why his mentor had always said that Senior Viola's path was very special.

And... I always feel like my senior is getting more and more skilled at stepping on her right foot with her left.

Clark looked at Viola and shook his head helplessly.

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he said, "Viola."

"yes?"

"How's your wizard tower coming along?"

Viola's smile froze for a moment: "It's...it's still under construction."

"Still under construction?"

Clark frowned.

"How long have you been dragging this out?"

Viola coughed lightly: "The materials are a bit expensive, and we've been expanding our operations recently..."

"That's enough," Clark interrupted her abruptly.

"Complete it as soon as possible." He said earnestly.

"Your deepening of the laws is complete. At your speed, the expansion of your laws shouldn't take long either. The biggest remaining limitation is your mental strength, which has always been your weakness."

"Without a dedicated dimensional array to continuously support you, the growth rate of your spiritual power will only slow down."

"Continuing to drag this out will only hinder your promotion."

Viola, unusually, didn't argue, but simply nodded helplessly.

"understood."

As Jemin listened to their conversation, he felt a slight jolt in his heart.

Viola's Laws have been deepened... and it's complete?

Jemin always knew that one of the important hurdles to advancing from level six to level seven was to continuously deepen or expand one's mastery of the core principles, thereby enabling the solidified domain of those principles to grow further.

Unexpectedly, Viola has already overcome this hurdle.

Judging from what Professor Clark said, his senior sister was probably also planning to expand the laws at the same time.

However, given Viola's talent, it's not surprising that she plans to pursue both at the same time.

The only thing limiting her advancement now is the strength of her mental power.

As Jieming gazed at his senior in the light screen, he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

No wonder she has been able to freely apply emotions as part of the law.

Even her own emotions can become a source of strength.

This ability already far exceeds the scope of an ordinary level six wizard; it is the ability of a true level seven wizard.

After confirming the two men's current situation, Clark gave a few more instructions and then ended the call.

The light curtain slowly dimmed, and the laboratory returned to silence.

Jieming stood alone in front of his workspace, gazing at the dark golden solidified law domain slowly flowing in the center of the quiet room, remaining motionless for a long time.

His injuries have long since healed.

The mental sea has been stabilized again, and the solidified domain of the laws has begun to slowly expand outwards once more.

Everything is back on track.

But something else was constantly on his mind.

A rather dangerous thing.

During those years of recovery, Jemin originally thought that his only gain was surviving and that he had learned a lesson.

But after he was fully recovered, during his routine introspection of his spiritual sea, he discovered something that he still finds unbelievable to this day: a new golden thread had appeared on the Ring of Truth.

The gold thread was extremely thin and short.

If he hadn't checked repeatedly, he might have even doubted that he was seeing things.

That is... the law of fate.

To be precise, it is the golden thread of the law of destiny.

Although his level of mastery was pitifully low, according to Jemin's estimate, it was probably only 0.1% at most.

But it has finally come to fruition.

This means that Jemin has officially stepped into the realm of destiny.

Jemin slowly raised his hand, and a very subtle fluctuation of fate quietly appeared at his fingertips.

Compared to the abstruse and difficult deductions of the past, his understanding of destiny has suddenly become much clearer.

Many theories that were completely incomprehensible before can now be understood with just a glance.

This level of improvement is something that cannot be achieved through normal learning.

Based on the previous situation, Jemin quickly guessed the reason.

That headshot was not without significance.

At that time, the almost limitless flood of information, though it overwhelmed his mind and shattered his mental sea,

But it is true that, in a very short period of time, his consciousness was forced to process a massive amount of information about fate.

Furthermore, the body-tempering technique's adaptive evolution in the face of injury, and the unique state of the Dao Integration Realm—constantly integrating knowledge and digesting information—combined these three factors, actually managed to transform what should have been fatal information into a portion of his own knowledge.

Thus, the golden thread of the law of destiny was born.

Thinking of this, a burning desire flashed in Jemin's eyes.

What if... we could do it all over again?

"hiss………"