"Master, everything I have belongs to you." The lady in the painting still wore a cheerful smile, seemingly unaware of what had just happened, as she curtsied and replied, "Including my life." "..." Carl shook his head. "Forget it!" Jina did not possess real life; she was just a soul trapped within this Demonized Item. Moreover, it was a soul whose self-awareness had been erased; she was unaware of the secrets hidden deep within the painting's frame. Without a way to replace the soul fragment, destroying her would mean destroying this Demonized Item. Arriving in his study, Carl took out the thick tome. There was an issue with the pattern on the book, but the book itself was not problematic, and it possessed no aura of an Evil God. Otherwise, the Divine Domain Fragment would have definitely reacted. Weber? This guy really was a High Order Bloodline Wizard! Carl stroked his chin, a flicker of regret passing through his mind for an instant, only to vanish. He was a Bloodline Wizard, true, but also a follower of a Divine; this Meditation Method points to a specific entity. Ten Thousand Beasts Meditation Method! The Meditation Methods recorded in the book seemed normal, but in reality, they concealed the mark of an otherworldly Divine. Mother of All Spirits! Master of Everything! ... ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭⚑𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥 These were the revered titles of that Divine. The pattern is problematic, the Meditation Method is problematic, and even some of the witchcraft is abnormal. This book is full of pitfalls. If one didn't sufficiently understand the Divine, even a Three-Circle Wizard could easily be misled by it. Carl pondered. Using a Wizard's methods as a cover to gather followers... no, they're called Angel Envoys here. The entity revered as 'Mother of All Spirits' isn't targeting common folk, but rather harvesting the powerful. The soul of a Legendary Knight is worth tens of thousands of ordinary people. And a Wizard... is stronger than a Legendary Knight! If one could harvest the souls of Three-Circle or even Four-Circle Wizards, the benefits would be comparable to that from millions of ordinary people. "Sigh..." Carl gently shook his head. The path of a Wizard is indeed fraught with thorns; one careless misstep could lead to a path of no return. But... this book isn't useless! The Meditation Methods cannot be practiced, but some of the witchcraft and other auxiliary items for cultivation within are indeed real. For instance, Blood Pills! Blood Pills can increase bloodline fusion, Beast Speech allows communication with certain wild animals, and Soul Seals can control other species... These are all good things! If it weren't tied to a Divine, this legacy, leading directly to the Fourth-tier, would be an absolutely priceless treasure. Pity! Carl muttered quietly, then sighed in resignation. The refining of Blood Pills is too complicated. With my current skill, it's impossible to make them. It seems I can't neglect my study of alchemy. I have to at least become a First Order Alchemist. Dressed in formal attire, Carl stepped out from the backyard. The busy people in the shop stopped their work to salute him. "Hmm." Carl nodded, casting a glance at everyone. "Lance isn't here? Is it his day off today?" "Senior," Shaxon said, bowing his head, "Lance mentioned he had some matters to attend to and stepped out temporarily. He said he'll be back soon." Soon? He probably won't be back today. Carl nodded, not intending to probe further; after all, as the shop's manager, he himself was often absent. "I see." Upon leaving the shop, he happened to meet his neighbor. "Wizard Burn, are you also going to the ceremony?" "That's right." Wizard Burn laughed heartily. "Let's go together, let's go!" Today was the official opening day of the Leipzig Market, and many families and Wizards would attend. The ceremony was held at the estate that once belonged to the Capet family. Miraculous witchcraft had filled the place with various flowers and green plants, where Wizards and Wizard Apprentices gathered. At first glance, it resembled a gathering of nobles, except there were some peculiar beings busying themselves at the event, such as fairy creatures with elf blood, Dwarves of Dwarf bloodline, and plants that liked to sing, among others... "Last time, Wizard Burn, you mentioned that with a solid foundation and understanding, a First Circle Wizard could also craft a Second-order Seal?" "Yes." Wizard Burn nodded. "Crafting Seals is different from delineating Magic Models in the Spiritual Inner Sea. It can be inscribed bit by bit. If one could understand Second Circle Magic, they could craft a Second-order Seal, but that's somewhat uneconomical." "Why?" Carl wondered. "Crafting Seals should aid in understanding Second Circle Magic." "That's correct," Wizard Burn explained, "but there's the issue of success rate. To craft a Second-order Seal requires extremely expensive materials and a great deal of time. If, after one or two years and consuming many precious materials, the crafting fails, isn't that very uneconomical?" "Yes." Carl gave a wry smile. "It's more than uneconomical; it's a waste of life. Materials capable of crafting Second-order Seals also seem to enhance One-Circle Witchcraft, right?" "Indeed." Wizard Burn nodded. "Just like my best First Order Seal, 'Bone Breath,' if crafted using Second Order bones, its power would be comparable to an attack from a Wizard in their mid to late stages, far superior to a normal Seal's power. Not just that!" he continued as they walked, "Using Second Order materials can also increase the success rate of crafting Seals, but again, it's not worth the cost." Carl nodded silently. Indeed. Second Order materials should be used to craft Second-order Seals; using them for First Order Seals would be too wasteful. "Oh, by the way," Wizard Burn turned his head to look at him, "I have news about the matter you asked me to inquire about. Wizard Inid from the Nelson Family says she can help."