The Strongest Magician of Gods

The liquid from the fountain of magic solidified and became extremely hard, yet the two seeds managed to seep into it, their surfaces shrouded in mist, as if some secret power was being nurtured within.

Mo Bei was dumbfounded. The fire and thunder seed that flew out of the Divine Spirit Cave contained unknown power. He pondered.

"Perhaps these two seeds hold the secret to advancing to the level of a Grand Mage."

He pondered, his internal cultivation having reached the pinnacle of a high-level mage.

The training task for high-level mages is enormous. The first step, burning the acupoints, has stumped countless mages, but Mo Bei has unexpectedly broken through it. The second step of training has arrived: nurturing. As for what is being nurtured, Mo Bei has never known before.

But it wasn't until the appearance of the two seeds that Mo Bei understood everything.

"The Ignition Point is complete. The next step should be nurturing these two seeds! Ancient texts record that the most obvious sign of a great mage is a magical spiritual root. I didn't know what a magical spiritual root was before, but perhaps it originates from these seeds! We have the seeds, but how do we nurture them?"

Mo Bei was confused. Since arriving in the magical world, he had been constantly encountering hardships, waiting for him to solve them. Perhaps life is just about one difficulty ending and another being encountered. In fact, everyone's life is a constant process of solving these troubles.

Magical spiritual roots are a symbol of great magicians. Ancient history says that magical spiritual roots are ever-changing, and their forms are also related to future cultivation.

Ancient history contains many descriptions of the realm of great magicians. When a magician steps into this realm, both the form of magic and the way they fight will undergo tremendous changes.

The most important thing is the appearance of magical supernatural powers. Mo Bei has seen such supernatural powers before, and more than once.

Although magical powers are not as powerful as forbidden magic, their power originates from within the body, and some unofficial histories even record a terrifying passage about it.

It described the origin of forbidden magic, which shocked the world. They could not believe the description, nor could they believe that forbidden power originated from within the body and could be recorded in words for others to cultivate.

How could that be? Forbidden power was passed down by those divine messengers. If we delve deeper into the argument based on that unofficial history, we can see that all magic in this world, even the rare books on the market, all originate from within the human body. Are humans really that powerful?

A startling question, a question that magicians have been pondering for countless years, flocking to explore, but the answer is obvious.

At this moment, Mo Bei was far from reaching that level, but without realizing it, he had thought far ahead. Perhaps such difficulties have always existed among magicians.

"The first priority is to figure out the wonderful uses of these two seeds, and then to nurture them. Now that my realm has improved, as a mage with both fire and lightning magic, my magical power must be abundant."

"My lightning power has reached the peak of a high-level mage, and the fire and lightning power within me has begun to stir. Unfortunately, the power of my dream realm has reached its limit, so I can only wait for the next opportunity. The next stage of my cultivation is to fuse these two powers. Otherwise, my ailments will reappear soon, and if they do, I may not be able to suppress them with my current strength. This fusion of fire and lightning power will inevitably be dangerous, but I have no other choice. I must become a great mage, resolve my ailments, and fuse these two powers into a dual fire and lightning magic root, making them one. Only then will I be qualified to touch those forbidden things."

Mo Bei murmured to himself. He stood up and leaped out of the pool.

He looked back at the soon-to-dry pool and the lotus blossoms radiating multicolored beams of light.

"I wonder what impact the drying up of that water will have on the dream world."

Mo Bei's eyes were filled with worry, but this was no longer something he could decide.

"Swish"

Mo Bei arrived at the memory stone, which was now completely gray.

He waited quietly for a long time, but the familiar shadow did not appear on the photo stone.

"This is troublesome; the power of dreams is clearly insufficient."

After a long while, until a white light flashed, Mo Bei's soul merged into his body.

"Swish"

Mo Bei returned. He closed his eyes and carefully sensed the pain in his body. The pain subsided without him even realizing it. Two seeds sank to the bottom of the crystal-clear spring of magic within his body, one flickering with firelight and the other with lightning.

"Fortunately, there are no major health problems."

Mo Bei closed his eyes, his guard down.

"cough cough"

He coughed and slowly opened his eyes.

Before my eyes, a stunningly beautiful woman, dressed in white, waited quietly, her delicate face expressionless.

Mo Bei opened her eyes, turned over and sat up. Her skin felt warm, no longer cool.

Unintentionally, Mo Bei's hand touched a gelatinous substance on the ground beside him.

The touch was icy cold, and Mo Bei shivered, quickly withdrawing it.

"What the hell."

He peered inside, pointed his hand, and pinched the corner with two fingers together, lifting it up. It was still so cool, and there was blood on it. Only then did Mo Bei realize what was happening.

"This...this can't be my shed skin, can it?!"

A cool sensation washed over him, startling Mo Bei. He frantically touched his body, only to find that his skin had regrowed and there was no trace of coolness.

"It must be an illusion," Mo Bei exclaimed in surprise.

"Swish"

An extremely beautiful woman walked over, her loneliness tinged with a hint of joy, which finally turned into a sigh that fell into Mo Bei's ear.

"We should go."

Her cool and aloof demeanor was tempered by a blush on her beautiful face, revealing her flustered state of mind.

She protected Mo Bei for three days and paid the price of more than a dozen Demon Star Stones, which was enough to repay the price of the Yin Qi.

But for some reason, the woman's usually calm heart began to flutter with unease.

"There's something strange about her."

Mo Bei was stunned. A surge of magic power coursed through his body, flowing into the ancient ring on his finger.

Only then did he suddenly notice the strangeness of the ring; the once emerald green antique ring had become dull and grayish-brown.

"Swish"

The ancient ring flickered with a faint light, which vanished in an instant.

My mind went blank; there was no information about the woman.

"really"

Mo Bei became serious, and even forgot to answer the woman's soft question when he heard it.

Seeing that Mo Bei did not reply, she walked to Mo Bei's side and headed straight for the skin that Mo Bei had shed.

At this moment, Mo Bei came to his senses, his mood plummeting to rock bottom.

Can I have it?

The woman's eyes were eager, and she pouted, her heart filled with anticipation, though it was unclear what she was anticipating.

Given her usual way of doing things, she would have just taken it without asking the other party.

"The skin you shed carries extremely yin and impure energy. It's not good for it to stay here; something bad will happen."

The woman did not explicitly state that extreme yin energy would generate malevolent energy, which in turn would give birth to evil creatures.

Mo Bei was stunned for a moment, unable to imagine that his shed skin could be so filthy.

The woman took out a black lacquered box and temporarily sealed the skin.

A piece of blood-stained, cool skin was thus resolved.

After a long while, the two looked at each other. The woman pouted, while Mo Beican smiled.

"Go, go."

Mo Bei smiled and took the woman's hand in his. The woman did not refuse, her thoughts still immersed in the forbidden power she had just acquired, unable to extricate herself.

At this moment, she exuded both a cool and aloof aura and a touch of rosy blush.

Her fingers, with their icy, jade-like bones, were soft and exuded a cool, penetrating chill.