Sorcerer: I want to be an Academic Prodigy

Rapid Wood Tower, the Light of Great Wisdom dissipated, and everything returned to calm.

Ivan opened his eyes with a sense of loss, and in the short half hour, no one knew how rich his thoughts had been.

“Look quick! How did it come here?” Locke said in surprise, as he noticed that the Pan Iron Root had poked its head out from the pool, snuggling beside Ivan like a pet.

“It came out on its own just now,” the Silkworm Queen pointed out.

“Alright, stop making a fuss about every little surprise. You two go out and rest for a while. I’ll call you if there’s anything,” Ivan reprimanded.

“Sure thing.” Hearing this, Locke, no longer concerned about the Pan Iron Root’s behavior, swiftly ran off with the Silkworm Queen.

What he did not know was that although Ivan spoke lightly, he was also not short of amazement.

Previously, he had consecutively used an eighth-level Light of Wisdom and a seventh-level Light of Great Wisdom. During the use of the Light of Wisdom, the Pan Iron Root quietly emerged from the pool, extending itself to his side.

Ivan was immersed in the spiritual essence of the Light of Wisdom, yet he was not oblivious to his surroundings; on the contrary, his perception of them was keener than ever.

He observed the abnormal behavior of the Pan Iron Root and thought about it without interfering.

Then, he was surprised to find that wisps of invisible wisdom were being drawn away and absorbed into the Pan Iron Root.

This shattered his previous understanding.

He had thought that the Light of Wisdom could not affect others, not even Locke who was one of the One Body, Three Manifestations. However, the Pan Iron Root disproved this fact.

For him, it was as if a thunderbolt had struck.

“Being able to sponge up a small part of the Light of Wisdom, the origin of this thing must be extraordinary.”

After a thorough check, Ivan found that the inherent thinking agility of the Pan Iron Root had increased significantly, and it could now clearly convey its desires.

Without a doubt, the Pan Iron Root was craving the Light of Wisdom, eagerly hoping to absorb more of it.

Subsequently, Ivan cast an identification spell, and as expected, the potential of the Pan Iron Root as a clone material had increased slightly, making it somewhat promising.

“One can’t possibly use a root as a clone, right?” He thought humorously.

After pondering for a moment, he decided to accelerate the cultivation of the Pan Iron Root to see if it could undergo a second transformation and what the potential of that transformation might be.

If it indeed had potential, it was worth considering as a second clone.

Since it involved the Light of Wisdom, he naturally wanted to keep a firm grip on it, then explore further.

However, Ivan’s current focus was on the “Small Appraisal Contest.”

“After using a Light of Wisdom and a Light of Great Wisdom, at last, there are some gains.” What disappointed him was that he still had not grasped the space fabric.

Yet, he had deciphered a magicalized item and a corresponding runes sorcery array that could aid in perceiving the space fabric.

He had to admit, the Space-type truly lived up to its reputation with uniquely challenging comprehensions; despite his extensive preparations and many advantages, this was all he managed to achieve.

In a blink of an eye, another ten days had passed.

Ivan had crafted a mid-level magicalized item, containing only nine runes bundles, yet it brought a radiant smile to his face.

“Let me think, I’ll call it ‘Pure White Eye.'”

He stared intently at the mirror floating in front of him, seriously assigning a name to the mirror.

The mirror was half a meter tall, exquisitely crafted, clearly made primarily from Space-type Crystal Stone, appearing transparent and flawless overall with various white patterns scattered across its surface.

Every journey starts with a single step; this White-patterned Crystal Mirror was a good beginning.

Reflecting on the past, Black Magic Wind Fire had also just been a sorcery array, and given this, he had experience and confidence that he could continue to deepen and even derive more from it.

In a five-story tower, Ivan summoned the void rat back, and from afar, he spotted a familiar figure.

He thought to himself, enemies indeed often cross paths.

Ivan did not wish to pay attention, but the other had no intention of sparing him, launching into ridicule immediately.

“If I were you, I would have the self-awareness to withdraw from this competition to avoid presenting an embarrassingly poor piece of work that could disgrace our School of Space,” Yosef said coldly.

“Where did this noisy frog come from?” Ivan couldn’t help but slow his pace.

“You—- are courting death.” Stung by the word ‘frog,’ a hint of anger colored Yosef’s face, and his aura became more fierce.

“Thinking of starting a fight? Don’t forget that this is the Enchanters Guild.” Seeing how easily Yosef was provoked, a flicker of intrigue passed through Ivan’s eyes. “I heard you submitted a pearl cultivated by a Star-patterned Turtle, the sincerity is quite commendable; I, the sorcerer, am very pleased.”

Like the Star-spotted Frog, the Star-patterned Turtle also possessed the bloodline of Star Realm creatures, which often had space attributes, making it perfectly suitable as a symbol for the School of Space.

In terms of ‘sincerity,’ he genuinely didn’t deceive anyone.

He just didn’t know how Yosef managed to obtain so many materials related to Star Realm creatures, which was somewhat suspicious.

“Ignorant, when the time comes, I will show you just how ridiculous you really are.” Yosef, angry but not erupting, left hastily after dropping those words.

He feared staying any longer, as he might genuinely lose control and teach this man a lesson.

Watching his retreating figure, Ivan reflected, it seems his ’emotional illness’ is quite serious, truly contrary to the style of a sorcerer.

“It is said that during body modification, the higher the level of bloodline involved, the greater the bloodline defects, and the modifier’s emotions are also more affected. Yosef’s new eyes involve a not insignificant level of bloodline.”

Thinking back to the guild’s suppression of the ‘Bloodline Transformation Array’ and ‘Bloodline Purification Array’ and looking again at the current Yosef, it all seemed rather ironic.

Even a guild elder was affected, not to mention other sorcerers, illustrating that the trend of Bloodline Alteration was still expanding.

What a troublesome time!

Ivan shook his head slightly, no longer wanting to think about these vexing issues.

After returning to Rapid Wood Tower, he began to deepen the “Pure White Eyes.”

After continuous research and adjustments, in just two months, a mirror had transformed into three mirrors, and the runes bundle had increased from 9 to 11, adding an ability to monitor spatial distortions.

“Come over.”

He prepared to use the Light of Wisdom again to elevate the Pure White Eyes to a new level. After a thought, he beckoned the Pan Iron Root in a pool nearby, causing it to coil near him.

To accelerate the cultivation of the Pan Iron Root, he had already utilized Space-type Crystal Stones, and the effect was remarkable.

“Boss, why are you involving it? It can’t really help.” Locke was also present and could not help but wonder.

“I fancy that.” Ivan did not explain.

“You’re the boss, whatever you say goes,” Locke scratched his head and murmured.

Before long, Ivan did the same as last time, using a portion of Light of Wisdom and a portion of Light of Great Wisdom, with the glow of wisdom sparkling about him.

Amid the glow of wisdom, his understanding of the Pure White Eyes progressively enhanced, as did his comprehension of space.

“So, this is what space fabric looks like!”

With the aid of the Pure White Eyes, using Locke’s eyes, Ivan finally saw the colorless and invisible special threads clearly. If one word could describe them, it would be ‘magnificent,’ truly a sight to behold. Your next read is at My Virtual Library Empire