Chapter 185 - 108: An Extraordinary Harvest, Ending the Assessment with a Grand Performance

Chapter 185: Chapter 108: An Extraordinary Harvest, Ending the Assessment with a Grand Performance

But this was just a minor issue.

The Affiliated Magic Pool replenished very quickly—a minute at most.

The book had also clearly stated that any Witchcraft requiring an Affiliated Magic Pool had to be at least First Level.

But the Soul Model now presenting itself before Mo Ning’s eyes not only refuted the book’s claims but also completely overturned his understanding of reality.

This was a Level Zero Witchcraft!

It was an absolutely earth-shattering discovery!

What shocked him even more was that he was now fully capable of casting this Witchcraft.

That’s right!

Even though he had yet to form his first Spirit Ring, the unique nature of Soul Witchcraft drastically reduced its Magic Power consumption.

And the Magic Power contained within the Affiliated Magic Pool was just enough to fuel it.

This revolutionary fact made Mo Ning’s head spin a little. ’I’m still a novice, and I can already cast a Level Zero Witchcraft?’

Honestly, for the first time, he felt like this was ’beyond the curriculum.’

It was only ’a little’ beyond the curriculum, nowhere near the ’reveal it and you die’ level.

Still, if it were exposed, explaining it would be a huge hassle.

Mo Ning immediately made a decision. ’I can’t cast this Witchcraft at full power for now. At most, I’ll use fifty percent... no, thirty percent of its Magic Power.’

’With the Original Soul Seal as a cover, thirty percent of its power is perfectly within an acceptable range.’

He found himself thinking further. ’Once I officially form my Spirit Ring, I’ll treat this Soul Witchcraft as a new research project and write a groundbreaking paper on it.’

The mere thought made the corners of his mouth curl up slightly, an irrepressible smile.

’A Level Zero Witchcraft possessing an Affiliated Magic Pool structure... No matter how you look at it, the paper’s title could definitely include the word "groundbreaking."’

’One could imagine that submitting this paper to the academy would rake in a hoard of Black Tower Points that would make other Apprentices drool with envy.’

Mo Ning slowly exhaled, locking the surging joy deep within his heart. He then began to modify the Original Soul Seal.

The Light of Truth had only instilled knowledge; turning that knowledge into true power was something he had to do himself.

He quickly discovered that the process of "capturing a Demon Seed, then sealing the Demon Seed Mapping into the Soul Seal" was extraordinarily smooth.

The Soul Seal faintly emitted a suction force, actively pulling the tiny points of light into itself as if it desperately craved the modification.

This strange phenomenon was vastly different from an experience recorded in a certain notebook:

"...This process (modifying the Soul Seal), is more difficult than I ever imagined."

"It’s like an extremely unruly child, always finding ways to fight against me."

"Every time I try to integrate a Demon Seed Mapping, it mercilessly kicks me right back out."

"This is an absolutely awful experience. If I weren’t so unwilling to surrender to a mere Soul Seal, I really would have given up."

Comparing this to his own experience, Mo Ning had a sudden realization.

’The Soul Seal must possess a unique Spirituality. As long as one finds the correct method of modification, it won’t resist at all.’

’So, what is the "correct" method of modification?’

The answer was obvious: make the Soul Seal stronger.

The Light of Truth had greatly optimized the Soul Seal’s structure, significantly increased its power, and even added the revolutionary Affiliated Magic Pool.

This was an all-around enhancement. Why would the Soul Seal refuse it?

It couldn’t wait to become stronger.

Fifteen minutes trickled by quietly.

To Mo Ning, it felt as if only a minute had passed.

The brand-new Soul Witchcraft Model was slowly taking shape in the depths of his consciousness. The placement of every Spirit Seal and the connection of every Energy Circuit made his Spiritual World more complete and fulfilled.

The two pretty and charming young cooks had already prepared a rather sumptuous lunch.

Pork shoulder, fried to a golden brown, glistened on the plate. Fish soup bubbled in the pot, its hot steam filling the stone chamber with a lingering aroma.

But when they saw Mo Ning sitting perfectly still, they exchanged a glance and came to a silent agreement: they would wait for him to finish his thoughts.

Each of them took out a portable Divination Manual, burying their noses in the dense forest of formulas and traversing it with intense concentration.

Another ten minutes passed.

Reina closed her Divination Manual, rose, and walked to the wooden table. She silently cast the Trick, Heat Flow.

She hovered her palm over the plates from a distance, and a gentle wave of heat warmed the food that had begun to cool.

Her thoughts were simple and pure: she wanted Mr. Mo Ning to be able to eat hot food the moment he was finished.

Anya glanced at the Dazed Girl and inwardly regretted not having learned Heat Flow.

She was a Black Iron Knight. The power of her fists was greater than most Tricks, so the ones she had solidified in her Spiritual World were mostly support-oriented.

At that moment, her perspective did a complete one-eighty. ’The purpose of Witchcraft isn’t just for combat; it can also be used to better serve Mr. Mo Ning.’

’The latter seemed far more important.’

Not long after, the two young women simultaneously noticed that Mo Ning’s fingers, which were resting on the armrest, twitched slightly.

Two pairs of shimmering, beautiful eyes shot over in an instant.

The next moment, Mo Ning opened his eyes.

Deep within his pupils, fine threads of blue electrical energy, like fireflies scattered by the wind, flickered a few times before finally fading.

The brand-new Soul Witchcraft Model had finally been successfully established in his Spiritual World.

Anya and Reina were both stunned.

Though the electrical light was fleeting, it had allowed them to faintly sense a power that made their hearts tremble.