Chapter 268

In the brilliant void, Cassandra hung between the stars like a silent deity.

The planet she had plundered empty gradually moved away behind her, turning into a dim point of light in the void.

The surrounding energy fluctuations tended to be gentle, presenting a peculiar state of harmony; this was a natural phenomenon after a large-scale plane conquest.

Cassandra calmly examined the space containers she carried with her.

They were arranged neatly, each emitting unique energy fluctuations, like jewelry boxes filled with gorgeous gems.

"The crystal civilization of the Type II plane indeed has some merits in terms of energy conversion."

She whispered to herself in her heart, a light of satisfaction flashing in her amethyst eyes:

"Especially the collective consciousness structure of those fluid creatures, perhaps it can provide me with some extra inspiration."

The black-haired witch began to examine the harvested samples one by one, her delicate and slender fingers lightly tapping each container, feeling the energy traits contained within.

Those encapsulated fluid creatures were like frozen water droplets, emitting weak and continuous life fluctuations in the crystal containers.

Just at this moment, an exquisite crystal floating in her hair suddenly emitted a faint buzzing sound and flickered with rapid dazzling light.

This was the signal that the long-distance communicator had been activated.

"Contacting me now?" Cassandra frowned slightly, then relaxed:

"It should be that the plane communication window has stabilized after completing a plunder."

She touched the crystal lightly, an energy fluctuation was transmitted from her fingertips, and the crystal immediately projected a translucent human image.

It was a white-haired old man who looked old but had a spirited demeanor, wearing an elegant black magic robe.

"Cassandra, it seems your harvest this time is quite rich."

Youteer's projection scanned the surrounding space containers, a trace of approval flashing in his eyes.

Cassandra nodded slightly:

"A conquest with decent efficiency; the value of the crystal civilization here exceeded my original expectations. It is your plane coordinate calculation, teacher, that is still as precise as ever."

Youteer laughed softly:

"Just basic astronomical calculations, nothing much."

He paused for a moment, his eyes gradually becoming deep:

"However, contacting you today is not to discuss plane conquest, but about some changes in the Crystal Spire recently."

Cassandra's expression immediately became serious: "Is it about the administrative arrangements after I left?"

"Part of it is this content, but more importantly, it is about that newly arrived Primal Wizard, Luo En Ralph."

As soon as this name was spoken, the black-haired witch was a little alert:

"Is there any problem with him? My intelligence shows that he is just a treasure-grade genius who advanced through the authentic path; although rare, it has not exceeded the controllable range."

"On the surface, it is indeed so." Youteer's tone became meaningful:

"But I observed some interesting phenomena through the 'Void Husk.' This young man's 'Grace' effect is unexpected, and the degree of purity even exceeds your level back then."

Cassandra's eyebrows raised slightly:

"This is unexpected. My record was actually broken by someone so quickly."

"Not only that." Youteer continued, his voice becoming deeper:

"He seems to possess some trait that I cannot fully see through. Whenever I try to observe his spiritual structure in depth, I always encounter a peculiar resistance, as if I am facing a mystery with multiple protective layers."

"Do you mean he has some hidden ability?"

Cassandra keenly captured the key point.

"Very likely. But what interests me more is that Princess Yi Fu seems to have obtained some unexpected benefits from him."

A trace of meaningful light flashed in Youteer's eyes:

"Her 'Magic Devouring' symptoms showed weak but certain signs of relief under the influence of Luo En's Grace."

This sentence hit Cassandra like a bolt of lightning, and a rare fluctuation appeared in the witch's cold expression:

"Princess Yi Fu's situation has improved? Is it certain that this is not a temporary phenomenon?"

"It cannot be concluded for now, but data will not lie."

Youteer replied:

"Her recent mana fluctuations are more stable, and abnormal peaks have decreased by about 12%, which is unprecedented in all attempts over the past few decades."

Cassandra's breathing accelerated slightly, and excitement flashed in her amethyst eyes.

But almost at the same instant, her expression returned to normal.

An almost invisible light purple energy ripple spread from the center of her eyebrows; it was a high-level emotion control technique—"Forced Calm."

"I understand." Her voice returned to her usual calmness:

"But we cannot draw conclusions too early; there have been similar 'improvements' before, but they all ended in failure."

"Indeed so." Youteer nodded:

"Just like Alto's overclocking immersion experiment, it seemed effective at first, but eventually it aggravated the symptoms."

Cassandra's eyes became slightly gloomy: "Don't mention that stupid old guy; his recklessness almost killed Princess Yi Fu."

"This is also why I think we should maintain an attitude of observation without intervention this time. Any excessive interference may destroy the naturally formed balance."

Youteer sighed: "Moreover, a special mentor-student relationship has already been established between Princess Yi Fu and this young man."

"Do you think this relationship is worth maintaining?" Cassandra frowned and asked cautiously.

"I think it's worth a try." Youteer pondered for a moment:

"This Luo En Ralph... is extraordinarily pure. His Grace has almost no impurities, like a clear spring flowing directly from the source. This trait is extremely rare in my long life."

Youteer paused for a moment and continued:

"Besides this, he seems to have no special purpose toward Princess Yi Fu, at least for now. Their communication is more like pure knowledge sharing rather than interest exchange."

Cassandra was silent for a moment, obviously weighing the pros and cons: "Then, what is your suggestion?"

"Observe but do not intervene, let things develop in a natural way." Youteer made the final decision:

"This young man is very likely more extraordinary than what we see now, and his future achievements may far exceed our imagination. If he can really bring any relief to Princess Yi Fu's situation, that would be an absolute unexpected joy."

Just... relief?

Mentioning her daughter's condition, Cassandra's expression became complex:

"According to what you said before, is the root cause of the 'Magic Devouring' symptom really completely unsolvable?"

This question seemed to touch some taboo, and the energy fluctuations in the air trembled subtly.

Youteer's eyes were even deeper, as if seeing through endless time and space:

"Violation at the rule level has never been a problem that can be solved simply, Cassandra; you should understand this yourself."

"I know." Cassandra's voice lowered: "But as a mother..."

She didn't finish her words, but realized that she had fallen into emotional fluctuation again, and immediately performed "Forced Calm" again.

"We all know that Princess Yi Fu's existence itself is an adventure."

Youteer chose his words carefully:

"Your attempt to break through that 'Bloodline Lock' is bold, but not without reason."

There was some loneliness in Cassandra's amethyst eyes:

"The shackles of never being able to transcend the source of one's own bloodline—this is the destiny of our Wang Guan clan..."

"This is the common predicament of all descendants of the great."

Youteer could only comfort:

"The Bloodline Lock is part of the rules, a mechanism to ensure balance. Otherwise, the descendants of the Wizard King are already talented, and with the tilt of resources, there might be a possibility of becoming a new Wizard King, which would lead to infinite expansion of power and the collapse of the Grace rules."

Cassandra smiled softly, her smile full of self-mockery:

"So no matter how prosperous our Manzhi clan is, we can only exist as the shadow of the 'King of Absurdity'."

"That one indeed manages the clan very little; it should be said that all Wizard Kings are like this."

Youteer sighed:

"Once a Wizard King steps into his own 'Kingdom,' he rarely pays attention to the bloodline descendants of the original world. They care more about the expansion and sublimation of their own domains. After all, establishing a bloodline clan is just one of the means to expand rule imprints."

The "Kingdom" of the "King of Absurdity" is built on the rules of "Absurdity."

It is a "contradictory world" that has been thoroughly transformed, a domain full of twisted existences that defy common sense.

In legend, the most absurd ideas there become reality, and the most impossible things can coexist.

"Speaking of which, the ancestor's 'Kingdom' is somewhat like another form of the Abyss."

Cassandra commented lightly, seemingly just wanting to change the subject.

"In a sense, yes."

Youteer nodded:

"'Kingdoms' are often an extreme distortion of reality rules, while the Abyss is an area where rules are loose; the two indeed have commonalities in essence."

Cassandra turned her gaze back to the containers filled with other-world creatures:

"So, do you think my research direction is correct? By collecting and analyzing the energy structures of different planes, trying to find the possibility of breaking the Bloodline Lock?"

"At least it's more promising than most attempts."

Youteer admitted:

"But whether it can eventually succeed, I fear only time can give the answer. However, Cassandra, there is one point I must remind you..."

His tone became extra serious:

"No matter whether Princess Yi Fu can eventually break the rule constraints, she is first a living life, your daughter, not just a simple experimental subject. I see your feelings for her; although you try to suppress them again and again, they do exist and are growing."

Cassandra's expression paused slightly: "I understand what you mean."

The communication fell into silence briefly; the dialogue between the two powerful existences seemed to fall into a stalemate when touching the complex emotional field.

"Back to the point."

Youteer finally broke the silence:

"Regarding that Luo En Ralph, I will continue to observe, and any important findings will be notified to you immediately. You just focus on your own research; everything in the Crystal Spire is under control for now."

Cassandra nodded in agreement:

"Thank you for your help, teacher. I only hope that this aimless expedition of mine can really bring a slight turning point for Princess Yi Fu's situation."

"May fate favor you, Cassandra." Youteer's projection began to become blurry:

"If that young man is really as extraordinary as I feel, perhaps his appearance itself is a kind of arrangement of fate."

With this meaningful remark, the light of the communication crystal gradually dimmed, and the projection disappeared completely.

Cassandra stood still in the void for a long time, complex light flashing in her amethyst eyes.

As a Great Wizard, she had almost transcended the shackles of ordinary emotions.

But when mentioning her daughter, that indescribable concern always lingered.

"Princess Yi Fu..." She whispered softly, her voice mixed with imperceptible expectation and pity.

Afterwards, she collected her thoughts and turned her attention back to the harvest in front of her.

Reaching out to take a crystal container, the fluid creature sealed inside trembled slightly in her palm, as if feeling some kind of pressure.

"I hope you can provide some useful information for my research."

Cassandra evaluated calmly, the tenderness in her purple eyes completely replaced by the cold light of a researcher: "About how to break that lock."

As she put away the space container, Cassandra's figure gradually faded in the interstellar void.

Only a faint energy ripple was left, proving that she had once existed here.

………………

The Enchantment Department of the Crystal Spire is located in an independent building in the West Tower complex.

Its appearance is similar to the main teaching building, resembling an open ancient book, with the "pages" on both sides composed of countless tiny runes, shining brightly under the sunlight.

The interior design of the building is even more peculiar, with corridors and rooms decorated with runes as the theme.

Some living runes are even embedded on the walls, which change their form with the surrounding mana fluctuations, forming a unique visual art.

Luo En walked in the corridor leading to the elementary lecture hall, full of curiosity about the surrounding environment.

As an assistant at the Crystal Spire, he had the right to listen to the public courses of all mentors below the rank of associate professor, a privilege not valued by most people.

"Most assistants won't come to listen to such low-level courses, especially among colleagues; there are always some subtle face issues."

Luo En thought to himself: "But for me, this is simply the best way to learn."

He pushed open the door of the lecture hall, and nearly fifty apprentices were already sitting inside.

Most were young people at the elementary or intermediate stage, who were talking in low voices, obviously full of expectation for the upcoming "Introduction to Enchanter" course.

Luo En walked toward an empty seat in the corner of the back row.

When the apprentices noticed this stranger wearing an assistant's robe, the conversation volume dropped immediately, and many curious gazes were cast toward him.

"Isn't that the newly arrived Primal Wizard?"

"That's Assistant Luo En; it is said that his course is already full."

"Since that's the case, why does he still have time to listen to such an elementary course?"

"It is said that he might have a special relationship with the Wang Guan clan..."

Whispers spread in the classroom, Luo En turned a deaf ear to this, waiting quietly in his seat.

He knew that his identity was already eye-catching enough, and any extra reaction would only further aggravate this attention.

A few minutes later, the lecture hall door opened again, and a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue robe with silver hair draped over his shoulders walked in.

His face was handsome without losing majesty, and a scholar's steady temperament showed between his eyebrows.

What was most eye-catching were his hands, with slender fingers full of a sense of power.

Tiny and complex runes were carved on every finger, flickering with faint silver light under the light; it is said that this was his unique technique.

"Welcome everyone to the first lecture of 'Introduction to Enchanter'."

The middle-aged man's voice was not loud, but it was transmitted to every corner of the classroom with extraordinary clarity:

"I am the speaker of this course, Frederick Levin."

(End of chapter)