Lu Jun didn’t know. Perhaps the Triangular Chaos Mirror wouldn’t work, having limitations in distance and projection strength. Fortunately, during the earlier battle he had quietly placed a Time Imprint on Cold Prince. With Soul Lock from a Thousand Miles to observe, any of the man’s actions could not escape his eyes. Thus, so-called investigations of the culprit or secret revenge were nothing but jokes—he was seeing it all as clearly as when Wu Ku had been exposed. As for these two Black Vatican big shots, Lu Jun planned to take care of them all after the World College Competition ended. By then his cultivation would have risen, and he would have the strength needed. Besides, Lu Jun held another bold thought—Cold Prince had countless methods. Now that the Triangular Dimensional Mirror was lost, he would surely crave a new treasure to replace it. When that time came, Lu Jun would just continue tailing him, and once more strike as the oriole behind the mantis, snatching the treasure. There was no helping it—this New York operation had become addictive. The Magic Associations of the five continents stored countless treasures, yet his own identity and status made it hard to obtain them. If he let Cold Prince pave the way, that was a double win. Cold Prince: "Hey! Enough already! Am I your treasure-finding boy?" At this moment, Lu Jun shook his head. "Later." While walking toward the Liberty Temple’s station, he began studying his new toy—the Triangular Dimensional Mirror. He soon discovered that with his current cultivation, he couldn’t activate this treasure at all. The prism only accepted Dimensional Magic energy. When he poured Space-element or Summoning-element energy into it, it only glimmered faintly. And that was the limit. The Triangular Dimensional Mirror was like an invincible black hole. He nearly drained half the magic from two Star Palaces, and only a small section of glowing patterns spread across its surface. "Looks like until Super-Tier, I won’t be able to use it." Rather than being disappointed, Lu Jun was instead excited, overjoyed. The harsher the conditions for use, the stronger the treasure must be—much like a Totem Vessel. At the same time, his tinkering wasn’t without gains. He had at least formed a basic preliminary judgment of the mirror’s properties. The Triangular Dimensional Mirror, as its name implied, was like a triangular prism of crystalline glass, dazzling with multicolored brilliance. It resembled the common triangular prisms found in physics labs of his previous life, used to explain the principle of light refraction. Its three mirrored faces respectively represented the three branches of Dimensional Magic: Summoning, Chaos, and Space. According to the future scene where Cold Prince projected the Pyramid of Khufu across thousands of miles, turning mirage into substance—its great power was related to these three aspects. Each time one injected magic from one of these systems, the corresponding mirror face would shine with the appropriate glow. For example, the Triangular Dimensional Mirror in Lu Jun’s hand had two faces shining, one in moonlight white, the other in pure silver. He suspected that only by gathering Summoning, Chaos, and Space magic energy together could the supreme mysteries of this treasure be fully unlocked, unleashing infinite power. From this perspective, it seemed a perfect match for mages who simultaneously possessed all three systems—such as Heidi, who was uniquely gifted in Dimensional Magic. As for Sound, another one of the "Four Great Dimensional Systems"... cough, cough... sorry, but as the shame of Dimensional Magic, the Triangular Dimensional Mirror completely excluded any function related to that system. Sound Element: "Hey! Enough already!" Professor Yuan: "You’re right, but the Sound Element is the strongest..." Lu Jun imagined the scene in his mind. When he came back to himself, he figured that perhaps when the Triangular Dimensional Mirror was created, Sound Magic hadn’t even been born yet. Afterward, he stored the prism away in his personal space. Before Cold Prince’s death, it was best not to use this item openly, lest it bring disaster to his doorstep. Of course, the Triangular Dimensional Mirror wasn’t useless in normal times. Wearing it could accelerate training in Summoning and Space. To Lu Jun, this was already more than satisfying. The harvest of this mission was a huge boon for awakening his High-Tier in these two systems. Surely, he would soon catch up with his four older "brothers." Especially the Summoning System—with the Night Thunder Dream Beast and the Mermaid Holy Spirit successively strengthened, along with his training in the Spirit Sculpture Method and the opening of the Second Contract Space, advancing to High-Tier Level Two was already within reach. With this extra push, after returning and cultivating a bit more, he would likely break through. Space would take a little longer, but probably not by much. Through his battle with the evil Cold Prince, he had further confirmed the value of his Time-Space System. The enhancements from the Time Domain made even basic, intermediate, and advanced spells incredibly practical. The Basic-Tier Space Displacement and Advanced-Tier two-stage Blink & Restoration were both unbeatable trump cards in combat. Against enemies with a huge gap in strength, he could still exchange blows, while against peers of the same level, it was utterly crushing. As for Intermediate Spatial Rhythm, he had also tested it, and the effects were delightful. Within the Time Domain, he renamed it Cycle Rhythm. It seemed to adjust the life span of living beings—as though plucking at the strings of their longevity. This skill, though, could only manipulate a range of two to three years of lifespan at most. Yet against certain old mages, it was a veritable trump card. If someone was already close to their natural end, aging them another two or three years would truly send them straight to their death. Lu Jun thought strangely, from now on he would probably have to bear the title of "Grim Reaper of the Elderly." Unfortunately, when he recalled the world’s aged powerhouses, most were still some distance away from their natural end. Cycle Rhythm, for all its perversity, was actually quite tasteless in practice. "Forget it, having this ability is already good enough, and this is only the beginning. When cultivation reaches completion, both great methods will be even more terrifying." Lu Jun thought to himself. Compared to the Psychic Element’s Fantasy Domain, whose upper and lower limits were ridiculously extreme and relied on building prestige, the practicality of the Time-Space Element appealed to him more. Before long, he returned to the Kyushu Squad’s National Government residence at the Liberty Temple. Lingling had already returned earlier and reunited with Mo Fan. When Lu Jun stepped inside, he saw the two in conversation. "What!?" Lingling, hearing the story, exclaimed in surprise: "You’re saying the one who tried to assassinate you, Pei Li, was dealt with on the spot?" "That’s right." Mo Fan scratched his head, and when he saw Lu Jun’s figure appear at the doorway, his eyes lit up and he hurriedly spoke at lightning speed: "Ah, Old Lu, do you know the Black Vatican tried to assassinate me? Luckily your Night Thunder Dream Beast was there, otherwise it would’ve been hard to handle." The shadows at the corner of the doorway stirred. The Night Thunder Dream Beast, seeing its master return, gave a soft cry, approached with elegant composure, and turned into a wisp of shadow that vanished into the moon-white Summoning Gate, returning to the Summoning Plane. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝗇𝗲𝘵 Its expression seemed to say with disdain: "Petty clown, nothing to fuss over." Lu Jun chuckled lightly and flattered: "Not at all, Mo Fan, you’re the one truly blessed with great fortune." Lingling gave Lu Jun a glance. She had already received news from the Liberty Temple, knowing about what had happened at New York Airport and understanding the inside story. But seeing that Lu Jun wasn’t boasting, she decided not to reveal it on her own. Then, unable to stand Mo Fan’s smug look, Lingling sneered: "Merely an Executor. You can’t deal with the root of the problem. These assassinations will happen again and again, until the day you finally slip up." "No worries, my strength keeps improving. The members the Black Vatican sends are nothing but delivery boys bringing treasures." Mo Fan spoke with absolute confidence, bold and unrestrained. Immediately after, his expression shifted, and he put on a fawning tone toward Lingling: "It’s just that if I want my strength to improve, I can’t do it without resources. That’s why I invited you this time—to complete the Hunter Alliance bounties and gather funds." "Lingling, I’m counting on you." For additional Chapters Versatile mage {40 Chapters} Douluo Dalu:This Soul Master is to Weird {30 Chapters}