Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots Chapter 725 - 336: Life Alchemy 4

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Previously on Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots...
Cassandra explains the intricate philosophy behind her bloodline research and the dangerous potential of Life Alchemy to bridge the gap between life and death. She analyzes Ron's rare bloodline, warning him that his unique heritage presents significant obstacles to his evolution. As she prepares for an extended expedition, she delivers a grave warning to Ron: the Supreme Apostles have taken notice of him, marking him as a target for ancient and powerful entities within the Abyss.

With the delivery of these significant words, Cassandra’s form gradually grew translucent until she vanished into thin air completely.

Silence reclaimed the chamber, yet the atmosphere felt heavier and more suffocating than before.

Eve slumped into her chair, her complexion as bleached as a sheet.

Franka remained on her knees, her frame shaken by uncontrollable tremors.

"Let us conclude our discourse for today."

Ron spoke with composed detachment, carefully securing the experimental transcripts left by Cassandra inside his spatial bag: "I require time to contemplate these revelations, specifically the details regarding the genesis of the preserved species’ bloodline."

Eve offered a numb nod, her eyes reflecting a hollow, vacant look.

Franka did not rise, seemingly sapped of every ounce of vitality.

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As night descended upon the Central Lands, Ron stood solitary on the workshop rooftop, surrounded by intricate astrological apparatuses.

The heavens were exceptionally clear this evening, with distant stars glittering coldly like scattered diamonds.

Following months of relentless Cultivation, his mastery of astrology had reached the precipice of a major breakthrough.

The luminosity of the Scholar Star continued to intensify, nearing its full illumination.

Tonight, he was destined to accomplish this monumental leap.

"Ailan, has the preparation reached completion?"

The green Tree Spirit darted about, assisting in the calibration of several auxiliary devices.

The starlight compass she gripped, which Ron had personally crafted, emitted a soft silver-white radiance, resonating with the cosmic bodies above.

"Every component is prepared, Master." Ailan’s voice possessed a subtle edge of anxiety.

Ron gave a curt nod and ingested a vial of the custom-made "Resonance Potion," a refined formula he had perfected after obtaining the Creator’s Blessing.

The potion’s influence took hold immediately.

Upon consumption, a frigid Qi coursed throughout his physique, flowing deeply through his Meridians.

The sensation resembled endless flecks of starlight traveling within his veins, with every heartbeat synchronized to the pulse of distant constellations.

His spiritual perception became razor-sharp, granting him the feeling of directly brushing against the consciousness of stars located billions of light-years away.

"Let us commence."

Ron softly shut his eyelids, triggering the "Star Eater’s Ravings" to descend into a profound state of meditation.

His consciousness pierced the veil of reality, submerging into the familiar yet enigmatic sea of stars.

Guided by the violet luminescence of the Hermit Star, his focal point drifted toward the Scholar Star, situated at the lower right of the Wisdom Constellation.

At this moment, the silver-white star radiated an intense, fierce brilliance.

The intricate markings upon its surface spun at a frantic velocity, mirroring a ceaseless calculation engine.

Yet, tonight, something was different.

The radiance of the Scholar Star transmitted ancient and profound waves of consciousness—a wisdom far surpassing human intellect, calling out in a soft cadence.

Ron recognized that the moment for establishing a resonance had arrived.

Deploying the astrology techniques he had mastered, Ron projected his spiritual power like delicate threads, striving to forge an intimate bond with the Scholar Star.

The procedure proved immensely challenging this time, as if an unseen force of resistance obstructed his progress.

Abruptly, the glow from the Scholar Star pulsed violently, the rhythm mirroring an archaic, coded language.

Ron narrowed his focus, straining to decipher the underlying meaning.

Little by little, he sensed an inexplicable consciousness.

It was neither malicious nor benevolent; rather, it was a entity of pure wisdom that transcended mortal categories of good and evil.

"I seek the truth of knowledge."

He mentally intoned these words—the fundamental rite documented within the "Star Eater’s Ravings" for engaging with higher-dimensional entities.

The light emitted by the Scholar Star ceased its oscillation instantly, transforming the entire celestial body into a flawless silver mirror.