Planting an immortal tree in the wizarding world

Chapter 7 Druid

Ronan picked up the amulet and decided to test its power.

He channeled his magic power and infused it into the talisman.

Instantly, the talisman burst into flames.

A surge of power erupted from the talisman, enveloping his body.

The next moment, Ronan's body was enveloped in a thin film of spiritual energy.

He felt his feet slightly floating.

It seemed as if a force was supporting the soles of their shoes, lifting them slightly off the ground.

Ronan opened his two palms and pressed them together.

When the two palms are about three fingers apart, a force prevents them from touching.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't counteract this force.

He walked to the dining table, picked up a knife, and slowly stabbed it into the palm of his left hand.

However, he felt the knife was blocked by a force, and the tip of the knife could not touch his skin at all.

He carefully and slowly increased the pressure.

Even after he used all his strength, he still couldn't push it down.

'This amulet is really great!'

Ronan was filled with admiration.

With the amulet added, he was able to completely overwhelm himself without it.

This means that, with the amulet, he might be able to defeat a novice knight's squire.

Besides, this is just the first amulet I've drawn!

According to the talisman book, as the skill of drawing talismans improves...

Not only does drawing a talisman take less time and have a higher success rate, but the talisman itself will also be more powerful.

Ronan made a hand seal with his right hand, following the instructions in the talisman book.

With a soft "pop," the spiritual energy membrane around him instantly transformed into a gentle breeze and dispersed.

His body sank slightly, and the soles of his shoes touched the ground again.

'With this talisman, I finally have some power to protect myself in this extraordinary world.'

Although the Royal Guard maintains order in Triumph City.

But unexpected things can happen, and sometimes you have to rely on yourself.

Ronan was about to continue drawing the talisman when he suddenly remembered the magic scrolls from the wizarding world.

This magic scroll is quite similar to a talisman.

Wizards store their spells on scrolls, and by using these scrolls, they can cast spells with less magic power and at a faster speed.

However, unlike talismans, magic scrolls cannot be cast instantly.

Ronan had even heard that some spell scrolls required a wizard to chant for a long time to activate them.

After pondering for a while, Ronan focused his mind and continued drawing the talisman.

……

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, Ronan spent his days cultivating, drawing talismans, eating, and sleeping, making each day extremely fulfilling.

When Ronan came to Triumph City with the caravan, they passed through several territories.

Along the way, several noblemen joined the caravan one after another.

These noble children, like him, failed the academy's wizard aptitude test.

However, they did not return to their family territory, but remained in Triumph City.

After all, the cleanliness and extravagance of Triumph City were incomparable to their own territory.

Beautiful women, fine wine, delicious fruits, and a pleasant climate... made them linger and forget to leave.

One or two noblemen who were acquainted with Ronan knew that a new girl had arrived at the brothel in Triumph City, and they would occasionally come to inform Ronan.

However, Ronan was busy refining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so he refused them. After refusing them several times, these noble scions gradually came to see Ronan less and less.

One day, while Ronan was cultivating, he suddenly felt that the magical power within his body was increasing faster than usual.

He connected with his "natal longevity tree" and immediately felt that the "natal longevity tree" had grown much stronger.

The speed at which it absorbs and refines the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has increased even further.

'It seems to be starting to take root?'

He immediately untied his waist pouch and poured out that small piece of "life-giving wood".

On this small section of "natal longevity wood", fine roots have sprouted.

'Once it takes root, it can be planted in the soil!'

Ronan immediately put the "Life-Giving Wood" into his waist pouch, put on his clothes, went out, and bought flower pots and gardening tools.

He loosened the soil with a shovel and then buried the "natal longevity wood" inside.

Immediately, he felt the roots of his "natal longevity tree" slowly extending into the soil.

More spiritual energy from heaven and earth converges at the "natal longevity wood".

At the same time, even more magical power was generated within his body.

'Sure enough, after being planted in the soil, the speed at which the natal longevity tree refines the spiritual energy of heaven and earth increases even more!'

'The study of botanicals and potion-making can now be put on the agenda.'

'But why hasn't that Paul come looking for me yet?'

'You don't even want the referral fee?'

Ronan muttered to himself, left his natal evergreen tree in the flowerpot, and went out.

His connection with his natal Wood element is quite mysterious.

He had tried, not to mention the great distance between them, but even if they were separated by two worlds: the wizarding world and the cultivation world.

The spiritual energy refined from his innate longevity power can still be fed back to him without missing a single drop.

Since the natal tree has not yet grown to maturity, it remains in the flowerpot and will not attract attention.

As evening approached, Ronan knew that Paul should have already left the Kingdom Wizarding Academy in the upper town and headed back to his lodgings in the lower town.

Paul, a fallen nobleman, felt quite pressured even to rent a room in the Midtown and could only live in the Downtown.

Although he made a lot of money through shady dealings, teaching wizards and buying potions were all very expensive.

This often left him short of money.

However, whenever he walked from the upper town back to the lower town, he would always pass by the Wild Deer Bar in the middle town.

He would have a glass of newly brewed fruit wine there, and while he was at it, he would inquire about the news in Triumph City and see if there were any new ways to make money.

……

Ronan entered the tavern, smelling the aroma of wine and ale. His gaze swept past several couples embracing and flirting, and landed on Paul, who was sitting in a corner, looking sullen as he secretly watched other couples flirting.

Soon, Paul also met Ronan.

Ronan stepped forward and sat down next to Paul, laid out several valant coins on the long table, and said to the waiter beside him, "Two glasses of mead, two plates of honey-glazed venison, and a plate of truffle cake."

Hearing Ronan order food, Paul also ordered his share. Paul's eyes lit up, and he nodded slightly.

"My dear Ronan, it's been a long time. Did you come all this way to see me?"

Ronan didn't bother with any other pleasantries with Paul and immediately asked, "Have you found my magical plant and potion teacher?"

Paul's face dimmed slightly upon hearing this, and he lowered his voice:

"As you know, private tutoring is prohibited by the laws of the kingdom."

"The professors at the college are very tight-lipped, and I dare not probe them casually, for fear of getting you and me involved."

"However, if you are in a hurry, I know someone who can teach you the art of magical plants."

"Who?" Ronan's eyes lit up.

“A druid, a female druid,” Paul replied.
"What other school of thought is more familiar with plants than the Druids?"

(End of this chapter)