Wizard: Adventures in Two Worlds-Chapter 452 - 011 Two Plants

Nina’s complexion was deathly pale, her eyes reflecting utter despair.

The Walker family’s situation was dire; even outsiders could see that. In reality, it was even worse. She had to retaliate against the Pelo family like a rabid dog to gain the support of the other two major families; otherwise, she would be abandoned at any moment. The Walker family had become a mere tool for the other two families to constrain and weaken the Pelo family.

But this situation couldn’t last. Sooner or later, the Pelo family would bare their fangs. Would the other two families offer timely aid? Unlikely! They would most likely watch the two families tear each other apart and then step in to pluck the fruit. Nina, however, had no other choice. Firstly, her father’s death demanded vengeance; secondly, showing any weakness would be even more perilous. The Walker family was treading a perilous tightrope; the slightest misstep meant being utterly crushed. Only by becoming a Late-Stage First Circle Wizard could she stabilize the situation and lead her family to regain its footing. Otherwise, they would eventually be devoured by the other three major families.

To advance, she needed the Ghostface Bloodvine, and she had spent half a year collecting materials for it. When this still failed, despair naturally consumed her.

According to ancient records, the Horizon Whale was hundreds of meters long and colossal in size, its roe comparable to bird eggs.

Gathering the roe, Carl addressed the crowd, "My transaction is complete. It’s not often that you all gather from such distant places after arduous journeys; it would be a shame to leave empty-handed."

"Why don’t we all bring out the materials we have available for trade and see if we can find suitable buyers?"

"I have some First Order consumables here. Though not of great value, the quantity is decent. Is anyone interested?"

As he spoke, he tossed out some materials gathered from an Otherworld, piling them on the high platform.

"Beast Bones!"

"Dragon Eagle Grass! A Magic Material for refining First Order anesthesia potions. The quantity is indeed substantial."

"..."

The crowd murmured, bartering for the items they needed. With him taking the lead, others also presented items they wished to sell, inviting bids.

Trades were mostly conducted using Magic Stones. Bartering only occurred for certain specific items.

"I need potions that can enhance spiritual power. I’ll take as many as you have, and the price is negotiable," Roger said slowly, waving his hand. A neat stack of Magic Crystals appeared on the table before him.

There were nearly a hundred, equivalent to over ten thousand Magic Stones!

GASP...

The crowd involuntarily gasped; even the wealthy Carl couldn’t help his cheek twitching.

Was this the confidence of a Second Circle Wizard? To start with over ten thousand Magic Stones! Even a major family couldn’t easily mobilize such an amount.

Roger spoke again, "Potions useful for Mid-Stage First Circle Wizards, or the materials needed to refine such potions, are all acceptable."

"I have two bottles of Storm Potion!"

"I have Blessing Broth!"

"Boneflower..."

Before long, Roger’s table was piled high with various potions and materials, while a portion of the Magic Crystals had vanished. These potions could modestly increase the spiritual power of a Mid-Stage First Circle Wizard Apprentice, though not by much.

At least, in Carl’s eyes, the trade wasn’t worthwhile. But for a Second Circle Wizard, using Magic Stones to enhance spiritual power might be perfectly suitable.

"Gentlemen..."

As the trading continued, Carl spoke up, "I encountered a Death Specter not long ago. Does anyone have a solution for it?"

"I can pay with Magic Stones."

"A Death Specter?" Anglie, who was wrapped tightly, spoke. "Those creatures are exceedingly rare, often appearing in desolate lands devoid of life. However, their soul cores are valuable. Ground into powder and consumed as a potion, they can slightly enhance spiritual power."

"Oh!" Carl’s eyes flickered. "My friend, you seem knowledgeable about Death Specters. Do you have a solution? It appears highly resistant to witchcraft."

"Yes," Anglie nodded. "Ordinary witchcraft is ineffective against Death Specters, unless it’s light, life, or... necromantic witchcraft."

"To deal with them, it’s best to use Holy Water imbued with Divine Power."

"Holy Water?" Carl shook his head lightly. "There are no Divines here."

"Then use potions condensed from life force, or soul-targeting witchcraft, though they are less effective than Holy Water," Anglie mused for a moment, then continued, "A Knight’s Martial Arts Will can also damage a Death Specter. In short... destroying a Death Specter is rarely profitable, and since they inhabit desolate lands, there are no other benefits to be gained."

"If you have a choice, I’d advise you to give up. Even the weakest Death Specter inherently possesses a deathly aura that threatens a First Circle Wizard."

Carl sighed lightly, a look of helplessness on his face.

"I do have a clue," a Wizard spoke up. "Lynn, the Artifact Refiner in the Dream Market, possesses an Inheritance Witchcraft capable of releasing Holy Light. It should be able to suppress a Death Specter."

"Oh!"

Carl’s eyes lit up. "Thank you."

Saying this, he took out some Magic Stones and gave them to the two individuals.

「...」

Soon after, the trading meet concluded, and the attendees gradually departed. Only Harvey remained, in his capacity as a disciple.

"Tutor."

Harvey bowed respectfully, the anxiety and unease on his face swept away, replaced by hope and excitement. "Thank you!"

"No need for thanks," Carl said, taking out the second Ghostface Bloodvine. He asked softly, "Where are the goods?"

Gazing at the Ghostface Bloodvine, Harvey’s breath hitched. He took a deep breath before presenting the prepared items to complete the trade.

Carl asked, "How did you know there was a second Ghostface Bloodvine?"

"A guess," Harvey smiled. "Back then, when Grandfather and Gold agreed to explore Snake Valley, they speculated there were at least two Ghostface Bloodvines in the cave."

"However, my aunt and I assumed you would keep one for yourself. We only contacted you secretly, holding onto a sliver of hope."

"Unexpectedly..."

"Tutor was actually willing to trade it!"

"Thank you!"

He expressed his gratitude with utmost sincerity. After all, for any Wizard aspiring to advance, the Ghostface Bloodvine was an unmissable treasure.

Truth be told, it was the Walker family that had wronged Carl. Yet, Carl hadn’t taken advantage of their misfortune and was still willing to trade with them. For this, Harvey felt he owed a debt of gratitude.

"What you offered was enticing enough," Carl said, smiling as he looked at the items before him. "Seven thousand Magic Stones, plus the fragmented legacy of a Holy Knight. Even if I had presented the second Ghostface Bloodvine back then, I doubt anyone could have outbid you."

"Just in case," Harvey said. "Besides, if others knew my aunt acquired the Ghostface Bloodvine, it might not necessarily be a good thing for us."

"Acquiring it secretly is the only way to create an opportunity."

"Heh..." Carl raised an eyebrow. "Suit yourselves!"

He wasn’t interested in the Walker family’s predicament or plans, as long as it aligned with his own interests.

「...」

"Not a bad haul!"

After sending Harvey off, Carl inventoried his gains, a satisfied smile on his face.

With the Horizon Whale roe and other resources, I should be able to cultivate the Holy Demon Transformation to the fourth level within a year or two, achieving Second Order combat power. And the legacy of a Holy Knight... Martial Arts Will!

Flipping through the book, Carl became thoughtful.

Knights and Wizards follow different paths; one focuses on the physical body, the other on spiritual power. Wizard cultivation involves the Spiritual Inner Sea gradually perceiving Star Realm Energy, eventually allowing them to traverse the void of the Star Realm. They become legendary life forms. Such as Divines! Capable of infinite transformations, creating something from nothing, creating worlds, and adept at manifesting the illusory into reality. Knights, on the other hand, focus on the physical body, emphasizing the material world. Knights must continually temper and strengthen their bodies until they can contend with legendary creatures.

Legendary Knights advancing to Holy Knight rank must condense their Martial Arts Will until it envelops their entire body. Limbs and viscera, all are entirely influenced by Martial Arts Will, transforming into organs optimized for combat. And for Third-tier... Martial Arts Will permeates every cell, every strand of hair.

Unfortunately, tempering Martial Arts Will requires experiencing countless battles, evolving oneself on the brink of life and death time and again. Too dangerous! Fortunately, if one’s spiritual power is sufficient, it can similarly enable Martial Arts Will to cover the entire body, allowing for a successful advancement.

In that case... dual cultivation of wizardry and martial arts—is that the true path?

「* * *」

"What’s going on?" Gold’s face was grim as he glared at the Wizard before him. "You failed to acquire it?"

"Yes," the Wizard said awkwardly. "Respected Mr. Gold, you didn’t witness the situation. The Walker family, to obtain the Ghostface Bloodvine, practically sold the shirts off their backs to gather resources. What we had prepared was simply insufficient."

"Fortunately..."

"The Walker family didn’t manage to acquire it either."

"Oh!" Gold’s expression remained sullen. "Who ended up with the Ghostface Bloodvine?"

"A mysterious Wizard calling himself ’Roger,’" the Wizard replied after a moment’s thought. "I suspect that ’Roger’ is very likely a Second Circle Wizard."

He then described the scene in detail.

"Second Circle?"

Gold’s brows furrowed. If this were the Kaliem Continent, he wouldn’t fear even a Second Circle Wizard. But this was the Magic Forest.

Taking a deep breath, he asked in a low voice, "There wasn’t a second one?"

"No," the Wizard shook his head. "Conni must have kept it for himself."

"However, Mr. Gold, don’t worry. I’ve planted a lead. He might be heading to the Dream Market soon."

"Then..."

"That will be our chance!"