Sorcerer's Handbook-Chapter 650: The Wishing Pool
At the same time, Ruby Mountain.
This mountain, washed by the Golden Flow Water for countless years, has never lost its luster. Now, its peak seems to be draped in a dreamy layer of milky white glaze. The milky glaze covers the crimson crystals beneath, transitioning from dense at the summit to sparse at the base, resembling a creative dessert from afar-strawberry and milk flavored.
But upon closer inspection, the milky glaze is merely a thin layer of luminescence clinging to the ground. Yet, this very luminescence causes legendary sorcerers attempting to climb to either weep with joy, dance in ecstasy, be overwhelmed with sorrow, or burn with rage!
On the mountainside, the Mercury Trojan Horse crawls slowly on all fours.
She had barely advanced a few steps when her body began to tremble as if electrified, overwhelmed by intense emotions of maternal love, joy, and anticipation. She seemed to see herself cradling a newborn, ugly yet endearing, filled with happiness that this child had come into the world, sincerely hoping for the child’s joyful growth-
Tactile Secret Technique: Trojan Horse Tower!
Her soul rippled with a mercury hue, and gradually, her emotions subsided until rationality regained control. Meanwhile, in reality, at least ten thousand female followers of the Four Pillars Cult suddenly felt a surge of maternal love, desperately seeking something cute to soothe their inner yearning.
The Mercury Trojan Horse’s form stabilized, and she continued her ascent of Ruby Mountain. Even without knowing the progress of others, she was certain she was in the lead, possibly even the fastest among them!
The Mercury Trojan Horse was not a legendary sorcerer herself; she was currently occupying the soul of ‘Pope of Annihilation’ Oreyva Frenzy Battle, the legendary sorcerer of the War Temple. She typically wouldn’t interfere with her subordinates’ virtual realm exploration, but when it came to the Divine Lord Inheritance, she had to take matters into her own hands.
If the Divine Lord Inheritance proved too challenging, she might have given up, but the virtual realm’s four inheritances this time included the Lord of Wishflux’s, which was the easiest for her!
Compared to other Angelic Heritages, the Lord of Wishflux’s test was straightforward and simple-not complicated at all. The task was merely to climb to the summit and seize the ‘Heart of Wishes’ left by Him to inherit His Divine Kingdom.
To facilitate this, He temporarily suppressed Ruby Mountain’s ‘infinite extension’ characteristic. During the inheritance period, Ruby Mountain wouldn’t stretch endlessly as before. If one was willing to walk, theoretically, it would take just two hours to reach the summit!
And the test He set was this layer of milky white luminescence covering the upper region of Ruby Mountain.
Initially, the sorcerers were unsure of its nature, but as they climbed and broke through, information about this luminescence gradually seeped into their consciousness.
These luminescent rays originated from the Celestium of the Lord of Wishflux, a projection of a secret domain known as the ‘Wishing Pool’!
The sorcerers hadn’t heard of the Wishing Pool before, yet it was akin to the Golden Flow, Great Road, and Fate Questioning-World Secret Domains capable of bridging reality and the Virtual Realm. Within it, countless wishes from intelligent creatures had accumulated over millennia, each sincere wish transforming into a light point stored in the Wishing Pool. Over the years, the Wishing Pool had become a sea of light.
The layer of faint light now covering Ruby Mountain is not even a fraction of the Wishing Pool’s full power.
When sorcerers come into contact with the Benediction, they are overwhelmed by the wishes contained within. At best, their will becomes muddled, preventing further progress; at worst, their personalities undergo drastic changes, adopting others’ wishes as their own.
Theoretically, the Benediction is merely an attack from the Mental Sect, and legendary sorcerers generally have means to resist such mental assaults, allowing them to pass through the Benediction with ease.
However, whether due to a divine intervention by the Lord of Wishflux or a qualitative change from the sheer volume of the Wishing Pool, the Benediction now contains elements of the Fate Sect. Even if sorcerers can resist the mental impact, they cannot avoid the fate contamination within!
The Fate Sect is one of the most enigmatic branches of spellcasting, and most legendary sorcerers have neither seen nor defended against it. How could they possibly withstand the Miracle of Fate left by the Lord of Wishflux?
Yet, this only intensifies the legendary sorcerers’ desire for the Divine Lord Inheritance. If they previously didn’t understand the value of obtaining the Celestium, the Wishing Pool now presents an irresistible temptation-it’s a World Secret Domain capable of unraveling the mysteries of fate! free𝑤ebnovel.com
Securing the Wishing Pool would not only allow them to cultivate in the Fate Sect, but it might also autonomously generate fate spirits, much like the Golden Flow!
Unlike other legendary sorcerers who must endure the Benediction head-on, the Mercury Trojan Horse has a way to mitigate its contaminating impact!
Her Tactile Secret Technique, the Trojan Horse Tower, doesn’t merely control others; it connects all souls into a single entity, allowing her to navigate freely among them. While she is powerless against physical harm to her avatar and can only retreat, the Benediction targets the soul. Through the Trojan Horse Tower, she can distribute the contamination among thousands or even millions!
However, this technique is like a champagne tower-only when the top glass overflows can it spill over to the others. Thus, only when Oreyva’s soul can no longer bear it will the contamination be shared with others through the Trojan Horse Tower.
Even so, the Mercury Trojan Horse finds it much easier than other legendary sorcerers. Only when the Benediction’s concentration is enough to instantly shatter Oreyva’s soul will she be unable to continue her ascent.
She estimates that she needs to hone her Fate Sect abilities to at least the Golden level to reach the summit and seize the Heart of Wishes.
But with the help of her Tactile Secret Technique, she should be able to climb to the top by elevating her Fate Sect skills to the silver level!
As for fate talent, Oreyva might lack it, but the Mercury Trojan Horse is a prophecy sorcerer!
Fate, prophecy, and Truth are three intertwined mystical arts, and in terms of fate talent, only a Truth sorcerer might surpass her!
The Mercury Trojan Horse looked up at the shimmering Heart of Wishes atop Ruby Mountain.
Interestingly, since the Divine Lord Inheritance began, the angelic apparition that usually appears at the summit has vanished, much to the disappointment of many legendary sorcerers. They all know the legend: once you manifest colorless virtual wings, finding the angel at the mountain’s peak will open up an even greater challenge.
If they could obtain the Divine Lord Inheritance and transcend the mortal-divine boundary to become a Demigod, it would be the ultimate achievement.
However, the Mercury Trojan Horse wasn’t concerned about that. She was solely focused on obtaining the Celestium of the Lord of Wishflux and the Blank Concept.
As long as she couldn’t capture Ash and Silver Lantern, she felt insecure. Every day was filled with anxiety, fearing that she might lose her Tactile Sense throne at any moment, that the Four Pillars Cult would fall into Ash or Silver Lantern’s hands, forcing her into a desperate escape… not to mention the Raven that was constantly watching her…
If she could secure the Celestium, she would have a fallback! And if she acquired the Blank Concept, she could advance even further!
“Ash, Silver Lantern, the Four Pillars…,” Mercury Trojan Horse muttered as she ascended past the Benediction. “I won’t always be a powerless weakling… never!”
“Are You a Bewitcher?” the Little Witch asked curiously.
Ash was certain that if Igor were present, he would mercilessly mock him-“Haha, Ash, even you have a day when you’re mistaken for a Bewitcher!”
“No,” Ash replied. “I honestly don’t know why they like me…”
“Oh, there it is, the classic Bewitcher line, ‘I don’t know why they like me!’ And with such an innocent tone!” the Little Witch exclaimed, pointing at Ash in shock.
But soon she giggled, patting Ash on the shoulder, “I’m just joking. I know Bewitchers are only female; there’s never been a male Bewitcher in fairy tales.”
Ash blinked, thinking the Little Witch had quite the whimsical personality.
“But why, in the painting I have to draw, are there you and four sisters you’re in love with?” the Little Witch tilted her head, “Do you have anything to do with me?”
Ash recalled the Little Sword Princess’s earlier demeanor and, after a moment of hesitation, said, “Can I not say? It doesn’t really relate to your painting.”
“Then let me guess,” the Little Witch paused, “You’re actually my son, and those four sisters are my daughters-in-law?”
Ash was taken aback, “Why would I be your son?”
“Because I feel a sense of familiarity with you, like family, but you’re not my sibling. If what you said is true, and my memory is blocked, then the most likely scenario is that you’re my son, right?” the Little Witch reasoned.
“Why don’t you guess I’m your Dad?”
“…Because I don’t seem to have four moms?”
Watching TV dramas makes kids violent, reading fairy tales makes them imaginative… Ash shook his head, thinking that the Sword Princess and the Witch were just exceptions, not the fault of TV dramas or fairy tales.
But the Little Witch seemed in good spirits, so Ash reached out and ruffled her hair, “Be good, finish the painting, and we can leave.”
The Little Witch squinted slightly, tiptoeing closer, “A little longer.”
“Will you paint after that?”
“Yes.”
Suddenly, there was a stomping sound from next door. Ash looked over and saw the Little Sword Princess stomping her foot. When Ash looked her way, she immediately stopped and looked at the whiteboard, only glancing at them sideways. Her cute little gestures made Ash chuckle to himself.
At that moment, the Little Witch suddenly said, “Actually, those four sisters are me, aren’t they?”
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