Chapter 86: Nine Years

Time passed like a white horse passing a crack; in the blink of an eye, Jie Ming had been at the Plane Nuolun Academy for nine years.

Nine years of time, for the apprentices of the Plane Nuolun Academy, was the process of green transformation into maturity.

For Jie Ming, it was the cultivation of turning the ordinary into the extraordinary and turning the unknown into his own use.

In this "stable" world, he was like a hidden dragon in the abyss, deep and unrevealed, pouring all his energy into consolidating his Foundation Establishment cultivation base, honing his rune wizarding tools, refining the Five Elements Rainbow Mirror, and delving into the path of magic potions and alchemy.

When the mobilization order for the general test of the Plane Nuolun workshop was conveyed to various academies, his edge, which had been silent for nine years, finally waited for the timing to be unsheathed.

The Plane Nuolun Academy where Jie Ming was located should accurately be called the Plane Nuolun 13 Academy.

As an existence in the upper-middle reaches of the hundreds of Plane Nuolun academies, this general test also dispatched elite apprentices including Jie Ming who ranked in the top 10% in the last trial.

In the early morning, the central square of the academy was surrounded by apprentices.

Except for the apprentice aptitude test conducted every five years, this was the first time this square had been so lively.

Not only the apprentices who were about to participate in the general test of the Plane Nuolun workshop, but other apprentices who had not obtained the qualifications also couldn't help but come to see them off.

Some new apprentices who had just joined the Plane Nuolun Academy looked at the crowd in the center of the square with glowing eyes, and many people's eyes were full of ambition.

It was basically certain now that the test of the Plane Nuolun workshop would probably become the norm in the future.

Similarly, in order to screen apprentices who could participate in the test, the plane trials within the Plane Nuolun 13 Academy would also become the norm.

Looking at these old apprentices who represented the academy to go to the Plane Nuolun workshop to participate in the test, many of the new apprentices appeared eager to try.

Somewhere in the crowd, a dazzling thunder light flashed suddenly, and then converged into a slender but powerful figure—Bert Vera Augusta.

She wore a dark wizard robe, tailored to fit, outlining a slender figure.

Her whole body was faintly surrounded by a trace of elusive thunder elemental fluctuations, like the natural overflow of her inner power.

Nine years passed, she shed some of her former greenness, replaced by a temperament that combined calmness and sharpness, and those deep eyes seemed to contain thunder that could erupt at any time.

Her appearance immediately attracted the surrounding gazes, but she seemed not to care at all.

Augusta's eyes scanned the dense crowd keenly; her gaze did not stay on those top apprentices who were famous, but directly penetrated the layers of the crowd and accurately locked onto Jie Ming, who was still low-key and unrevealed in the corner.

An invisible current surged within her body; that was a strong desire for competition originating from her heart.

The defeat in the academy trial five years ago, and Jie Ming's terrifying and efficient mode of action in the trial, all left an indelible mark in her heart.

That pressure was like an invisible whip, constantly whipping her, making her never slack off in these years.

She cultivated hard, challenged limits, studied intently, and honed her thunder-type wizardry to perfection; now, she had successfully constructed thunder wizardry independently with her own knowledge.

Augusta believed that with her current self, even facing a true Tier 1 Wizard, she could fight freely without falling behind.

Her progress was so fast that it was enough to look down on the vast majority of her peers.

However, whenever she thought she was strong enough and strong enough to surpass Jie Ming, the hidden uneasiness in her heart could never be dispelled.

She couldn't wait to fight Jie Ming again, wanted to prove herself, and wanted to know how many secrets that guy who was like a mystery was hiding.

Deep in her eyes was an unconcealable desire to fight.

Not far away, a figure with a tall stature and calm aura also appeared on the teleportation square.

That was Augusta's former rival—Horn.

He was now also a leader among wizard apprentices, with extraordinary strength.

He even took advantage of the years when Augusta was studying intently to collect people's hearts, and now he was the leader of the Plane Nuolun Academy.

He was surrounded by several apprentices with not-so-bad strength, obviously having established his own core team.

His gaze swept across the direction where Jie Ming was, only pausing slightly, and there was no intense fire of competition like Augusta's in his eyes.

For him, Jie Ming was already a "former opponent," an existence that had already been surpassed.

He just swept a glance lightly, then took back his gaze, and with an arrogance and confidence belonging to the strong, refocused his attention on Augusta.

Jie Ming sensed the gazes of Augusta and Horn; he looked back calmly, then took back his line of sight.

There was no expression on his face, but in his heart, he felt a trace of appreciation for Augusta's progress—it seemed that she had indeed worked hard these years.

As for Horn... he looked like he had grown up a lot.

Not long after, the departure time arrived.

Several academy mentors led by Lei Ke walked over, glanced at the people on the square, and didn't say much, just waved to the old apprentices who passed the test.

"Let's go."

There was no "expedition declaration," nor were there any words of encouragement.

Wizards were all smart people, and they were all calm fanatics.

As long as there were enough benefits, wizards would absolutely not be stingy with their power.

The light of the teleportation array on the square was flourishing; Jie Ming, along with more than five hundred other apprentices and several academy mentors, stepped into the shining light curtain together.

A familiar sense of dizziness struck, but this time it was longer than any previous teleportation, and the spatial fluctuations were more intense.

When the light dissipated, Jie Ming landed steadily; everything that came into view made his eyes flash with shock even if his temperament was calm.

This was the headquarters of the Plane Nuolun workshop, a huge miracle transformed from an entire plane.

As far as the eye could see, it was no longer the familiar land and sky, but countless huge floating platforms, intricate energy pipelines, and rune spires reaching a thousand meters high.

And micro-laboratories and training spaces floating in the distant void, twinkling like stars.

The entire city was like a future space city described in science fiction novels; stable energy circulation maintained the operation of everything, and various metals of unknown materials and energy light paths were intertwined, presenting an extreme industrial beauty and supernatural magic atmosphere.

And where they were was the most magnificent teleportation square among them.

It was crowded with people, and elite apprentices from hundreds of Plane Nuolun academies gathered like a tide.

On the noisy teleportation square, the discussions of tens of thousands of apprentices rose and fell, like a pot of boiling porridge.

The air was filled with excitement, tension, competition, and uncontrollable power fluctuations, like a volcano about to erupt. ===== CHAPTER 87 =====