Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots Chapter 1267 - 509: The Wizard’s "Dao" (Part 3)

Finally, the addition of the heated mushroom slices infused the soup with the vitality of life.

A bit of fiery red blended in, and the entire pot of soup began to emit a layered radiance like a nebula.

Despite his rapid progress, Ron’s execution compared to the King of Absurdity’s demonstration in the image still appeared like an exceptionally diligent top student replicating standard answers.

The King of Absurdity danced with the elements, and every movement was natural, smooth, and full of artistic beauty.

Ron, on the other hand, needed to be fully focused, carefully executing each step for fear of disrupting the delicate balance he had painstakingly established.

Yet it was precisely this "awkward but earnest" process that gave him a deeper understanding of elemental coordination.

He clearly felt that as he successfully harmonized external elements, the thunderfire and chaos bloodlines within him also became more compliant and harmonious.

Every successful operation was a brilliant exercise in his control over his own power.

When the four elements in the soup pot reached perfect balance, the entire kitchen was enveloped in a gentle colored glow.

"Succeeded..."

Ron gazed at the perfect Multi-element Soup emitting four-colored micro-glow in the pot.

The little lamb master nodded with satisfaction, uttering an appreciative "baa~", then gracefully jumped back into the page of the Extraordinary Comprehensive Guide.

Before leaving, it glanced back at the pot of soup, its eyes full of contentment, as if saying "The student performed very well."

.........

As night deepened, a warm atmosphere lingered in the private dining room of the Abyssal Observation Station.

Under the soft light of the magic crystal lamp, the table featured the pot of finally successful, four-colored glowing Multi-element Soup.

The aroma of the soup was rich and harmonious in layers.

It had the warmth of mushrooms, the freshness of mint, the savoriness of seaweed, and the sweetness of radish, yet these flavors did not clash but instead fused perfectly like a symphony.

Ailan used her vines to weave beautiful placemats, with green leaves forming natural decorative patterns on the table.

Dale crafted countless small bubbles in the air, reflecting a dreamy rainbow-like light under the magic crystal lamp, adding a romantic vibe to the whole dining room.

"Tonight is a special night."

Ron said gently as he personally served soup to everyone.

For Ailan, he prepared a delicate small dish, letting her absorb nutrients using her roots.

For Dale, he chose a beautifully shaped seashell as a container, allowing her to better savor the ocean essence in the soup.

"Master..."

Ailan said softly, her emerald leaves trembling slightly due to the emotion:

"You have no idea how glad I am to see you care for us this way."

The process of tasting the soup was full of surprise.

This time the soup not only tasted harmonious but its effect far exceeded expectations.

Ron could clearly feel the conflicts between different bloodlines within him rapidly diminishing.

Thunderfire Tyrant’s domineering and Chaos Sheep Head’s transformation began to resonate like chords in music, rather than opposing each other.

"The effect is much better than the first time."

He set down his spoon with satisfaction:

"It seems that food crafted with care indeed contains special power."

Ailan quietly "dined" beside him, absorbing the essence of the soup through her roots, her green leaves gently swaying.

As the attendant who has spent the most time with Ron, she could keenly sense the changes in her master.

The tense, always chasing something "researcher" aura had faded a lot, replaced by a relaxed, gentle "family" atmosphere.

This was the change she was happiest to see.

Her master had finally begun to enjoy life’s simple and beautiful moments, rather than tying himself completely to the chariot of cultivation and research.

Just as they were enjoying the peaceful dinner, the familiar "family group chat" sound echoed in Ron’s mind.

First was Nari’s excited voice, transmitted through bloodline resonance:

"My precious is fantastic! This soup smells a million times better than the stinky soul dishes in the abyss!"

Her tone was full of motherly pride:

"Quick, let mom ’try’ some! Through our bloodline connection, I should be able to sense some taste!"

Ron laughed lightly in his heart and actively strengthened the bloodline resonance.

Through this mysterious connection, Nari indeed "tasted" the flavor of the soup.

"Wow! It’s truly delicious! And I can feel your emotional changes — much calmer than before, and happier too!"

Nari’s voice was filled with contentment:

"That’s right, my precious shouldn’t always be so tense. Proper relaxation can lead to farther journeys."

Next, Aselia’s restrained voice also echoed in the depths of his consciousness:

"Hmm... The mastery of elemental balance certainly has made considerable progress."

The Dragon Soul’s tone carried a deliberate objectivity:

"Though still quite distant from true ’master-level’ harmony, for a beginner, it’s already... beyond expectations."

"Aselia, can’t you just give a straightforward compliment?"

Ron teased in his mind:

"Always going around in circles."

"Cough..."

The Dragon Soul’s voice carried a hint of embarrassment:

"I only wanted to maintain an objective evaluation standard. However... indeed, your progress has made me look at you in a new light."

She paused for a moment, her tone becoming more sincere:

"More importantly, I can feel your internal changes. That sense of impatience and anxiety has greatly diminished, replaced by a... peaceful strength."

"This kind of mindset is crucial for your future cultivation path. The breakthrough to a High Tier Wizard often isn’t a leap in technique, but an elevation in state of mind."

Listening to the comments from his two "family members," a complex feeling surged in Ron’s heart.

Whether it’s Nari in the abyss or Aselia within his consciousness, they all cared for his growth in their own ways.

This feeling of being surrounded by love completely dispelled the uneasiness he originally had about venturing alone into the Otherworld.

After dinner, the three of them cleaned up the dishes together.

This originally mundane domestic activity, under their collaboration, turned into an art performance.

Ailan elegantly tidied the table with her vine like dancing, Dale washed the dishes spotlessly clean with water flow, and Ron handled the final organizing work.

"Master is leaving tomorrow?"

Dale asked softly during the cleaning process, her voice carrying obvious reluctance.

"It’s just a temporary farewell."

Ron gently comforted:

"Once I finish the work over at Great Wizard Weinard, I’ll return. By then, I’ll bring you all the intriguing sights from the Otherworld."

"Really?" Dale’s eyes lit up anew:

"Dale wants to hear stories about those wondrous oceans!"

"Of course, I promise."