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

Chapter 2 Talent Assessment
The moment you step into the talent assessment hall, it feels like you've entered a completely different space.

The interior of the hall soared into the clouds, with the dome shimmering with light like real stars. The immense sense of space was overwhelming, making one feel insignificant.

The hall was not empty; various strangely shaped devices, each emitting different energy fluctuations, were arranged in an orderly manner in different areas.

Guided by the college staff, the young people split into several lines and headed to different testing stations.

"Mental strength test, next!"

The low-level wizard in charge of guiding had a deep voice, yet it carried a strange resonance, allowing his voice to resonate clearly throughout the vast space, so that it could be heard clearly even from a corner.

As the team moved forward, Jemin kept observing the testing devices he had never seen before.

The first area is a huge crystal ball that circulates with blue light. Candidates need to place their hands on it, and the crystal ball will light up with different intensities depending on the strength of their mental power. Finally, a specific value will be displayed on a plaque with runes next to it.

He saw a boy step forward and nervously place his hand on the crystal ball.

The crystal ball's light was so faint it was almost invisible, and the number displayed on the nameplate was "2". The boy's face instantly drained of color, and at the staff's prompting, he left dejectedly.

"Deepestial Mind Test, next!"

The second area is an ancient and imposing stone platform where candidates need to sit and immerse themselves in it.

The complex runes carved on the surface of the stone platform will be "lit up" one by one. The more layers that are lit up, the deeper the spiritual sea is.

Jemin saw a girl sit down on it. The runes on the stone platform were only slightly lit, and the nameplate showed "Depth Scale 3".

She bit her lip tightly, her eyes slightly red, and got up to leave.

"Soul Purity Test!"

"Element affinity test!"

"Mental Strength Condensation Test!"

"A test of willpower!"

The test items were far more extensive than what Jemin had learned from the lord before, covering every dimension required for wizard training—the strength, depth, and refinement of mental power, the purity and resilience of the soul, innate affinity for different elements, and even an assessment of willpower and potential.

There were queues in front of each testing area. The atmosphere was serious and tense. Almost no one spoke. The only sounds were the slight hum of the equipment and the deep guidance of the wizards.

Jemin was placed in the test group for mental strength concentration.

This is a metal device shaped like a complex astrolabe.

The candidate in front placed his hand in the center of the horoscope, and then the light on the horoscope began to spread outward.

Jemin noticed that most people's light appeared somewhat scattered and spread slowly, eventually stopping at a lower scale.

"Next, Jemin!" The cold, echoing voice rang out again, calling his name.

Jemin perked up and strode to the astrolabe.

The test was conducted by a young wizard who casually glanced at Jemin and gestured for him to place his hand on it.

With his mind highly focused, Jemin placed his right hand firmly in the groove at the center of the astrolabe.

When the internal circulation method was activated to its limit, at that moment, his entire body was like a world of its own, cut off from the outside world.

However, this method is obviously not suitable for testing. Feeling the power intruding into his mind, Jemin slowly relaxed his control over his mental energy.

The rune at the center of the astrolabe lit up, and the light began to spread outward.

Unlike the scattered light of most previous candidates, Jemin's spiritual light appeared unusually concentrated, like a straight beam of light, rising rapidly and straight up the astrolabe's scale.

One mark... two marks... three marks... extremely fast speed!

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the wizard beside him; this number had already surpassed that of most of the candidates in the same period.

The light continued to climb, four marks... five marks... When it reached the fifth mark, the light slowed down slightly, but still moved steadily forward.

Six marks!
The light finally stabilized at the six-mark position, emitting a restrained yet dazzling radiance.

The wizard in charge of the test showed obvious admiration in his eyes. He looked up at Jemin, seemingly surprised that he could reach this level.

"Mental strength refinement level, level six." The wizard in charge of the test recorded the number and indicated that Jemin could move on to the next testing area.

Jemin calmly withdrew his hand, a sense of relief washing over him. The internal circulation technique was indeed astonishing, completely concealing excess true essence and spiritual power. Even as the machine's power roamed wildly through his mind, it couldn't find any flaws.

The reason why he chose to demonstrate such a level of talent was also the result of careful consideration.

The Wizarding World's talent test has a total scale of ten levels.

The gap between each level of talent is quite large. Basically, level five is already considered quite outstanding in the eyes of ordinary people, and level six surpasses 90% of the students who came to take the test.

However, while level six is ​​good, it can't compare to the top-tier monsters.

He is not in a benevolent world now, and in an environment like the "academy," talent is basically equivalent to status. If one's talent is too mediocre, it is easy for everyone to come and kick him while he's down.

However, if one's talent is too high, it will be too conspicuous, so a level of "little genius" that is slightly above average is the most suitable.

It won't attract attention or cause too much trouble, and if needed in the future, any outstanding performance will be understood.

Jemin relaxed a little, then became somewhat surprised.

Although he concealed his strength, he knew in his heart that, based on the increase required for each level of talent, even if he used all his strength without reservation, he could only reach the level of level eight at most.

He was a cultivator who had devoted over a decade of painstaking effort to reaching the first level of Qi Refining, yet his full-force condensation level barely reached the eighth level...

What kind of monsters are those people who can naturally test at the eighth, ninth, or even tenth level without any cultivation?!
In the following tests, Jemin's performance did fluctuate, but it generally remained at the level of Level 6.

After he completed all the testing procedures, the final result was comprehensively evaluated by a core device in the center of the hall. A cold, detached voice announced the result, echoing throughout the space:
"Apprentice Jemin, overall talent rating... Level Six!"

A gasp of amazement immediately rose from the surrounding crowd.

Level six!

Level six is ​​enough to put someone on the threshold of being a "genius," meaning he can easily enter the ranks of a formal wizard, which is enough to attract the admiration of the academy's higher-ups.

Countless eyes, filled with envy, jealousy, or curiosity, once again focused on him.

Jemin maintained a calm demeanor on the surface, but deep down he was indeed much more relaxed.

This means that I have indeed passed this hurdle, and at least I don't have to worry about being used as a guinea pig and strapped to the operating table for a short period of time.

"Next!" However, the wizard in charge of guiding seemed to be used to level six talents. Although level six talents are excellent, they are not unique.

Just as Jemin stepped off the testing platform and was led to the next area, he heard an even louder gasp erupt from another area next to him.

"My God! The depth of the mental sea... Level 8!"

"Elemental Affinity, Lightning Element, Level Nine!"

"Soul purity level: Level nine!"

"Holy crap! What kind of god?!" Upon hearing these announcements, even Jemin couldn't help but turn his head to look.

Several teenagers were surrounded by a crowd, their faces practically radiating pride.

"Level nine talent... She's the eldest daughter of the Augusta family! Truly living up to her reputation!"

"And there's also young master Horn, with his level eight talent! He has an extraordinary affinity for evocation magic and is destined to be a powerful spellcaster in the future!"

"That person with a level nine soul purity is said to have been directly selected by the soul-system instructor!"

Exclamations of amazement rose and fell, and as he listened to the announcements from the testing equipment, Jemin felt a slight chill.

This world is truly full of hidden talents; his level six talent is nothing compared to these real monsters.

That's fine; standing in the shadow of those dazzling lights makes him even less noticeable.

The talent assessment continued, and the hall was filled with exclamations of surprise and the frustrated sighs of some less talented candidates.

However, these young people who had completed the test had no extra time to reflect on their results or feel sad about their failures. The cold and urgent guiding voice rang out again, like a rallying cry in their ears.

"All apprentices who have completed and passed the talent assessment, proceed immediately to the central square! The selection of your major will begin soon!"

The voice echoed in the hall, carrying an irresistible authority.

(End of this chapter)