Ten thousand times magic power?

Inside the library.

The midday sun streamed through the stained-glass windows, illuminating the thick notebook in Xian's hands. He gently opened it, revealing hundreds of obscure and intricate black patterns.

These patterns were all Magic Runes that he had copied over the past two days using a raven feather quill.

Moreover, he could not only write them, but also accurately and quickly reproduce them in response to Ilith's hundreds of random questions.

The Magic Rune patterns were unrelated to each other, making the task as difficult as asking a Earth person to learn English, French, Russian, and Japanese simultaneously in a single day. Furthermore, according to Ilith, many Magicians carried a thick Magic Rune Compendium with them because they would occasionally forget how to write certain Magic Runes.

Thinking about it that way, it was no wonder Ilith was reduced to a repeating machine. If he were in her shoes, he would definitely have a mental breakdown.

"Language Comprehension, I'm sorry, 1.4 billion, I underestimated you."

Xian flipped through his hard-earned results from the past two days, silently apologizing to his Status Blessing in his heart.

When learning Magic Runes, he felt as if he had divine assistance. He could memorize them after seeing them two or three times. As for the writing problems, his clumsy hands were replaced by Absent-mindedness, which made his fingers move on their own.

Now he finally had an answer to that question.

1. 4 billion + College Student = AlphaGo of the magic world.

"Ilith, is the next step for me to learn how to write in the void with Magic Power?"

Xian asked the girl beside him, who was still repeating how much of a failure she was, seemingly turning gray.

"Yes, Your Highness. As long as you can learn to write in the void and then superimpose Magic Runes to release Magical Art, you will be able to advance to become a Magician," Ilith replied weakly, snapping out of her daze.

She was mentally exhausted at the moment and just wanted to go back to her room, bury herself in her blanket, and have a good cry.

So, her so-called unparalleled magical talent was all a lie? Teacher, you deceived me! "But the most important issue is that Your Highness's current Magic Power is far from meeting the standards for writing in the void."

As Ilith spoke, she mustered her spirits and extended her fingers, which were enveloped in white light, to write in the air.

Swish, swish, swish! Accompanied by the sound of Magic Power writing, like pages being torn, an intricate pattern glowing with white light appeared in the air—the basic Magic Rune "Water".

After completing the drawing, Ilith gently poked it with her fingertip, and the pattern transformed into a stream of Clarity water, which then fell freely.

Bang! A puddle of water appeared on the floor.

"Please try, Your Highness," Ilith said softly.

This girl, it's a good thing she doesn't have to mop the floor. Xian muttered to himself as he gathered Blank Magic at his fingertips and began to write.

Swish, swish! After a few sounds, only a small portion of the "Water Magic Rune" was completed before Xian could no longer continue writing.

The reason was simple: the white light at his fingertips had completely dissipated, and he even felt a dizzy sensation in his head, like he had stayed up all night playing games for several hours.

"Your Highness, Great Mage Byers once said that Magic Power is also a manifestation of vitality. Once Magic Power is exhausted, it will also bring a burden to the body," Ilith explained.

"My current Magic Power doesn't even reach one-tenth of what's needed to draw a basic Magic Rune?" Xian asked in surprise.

"Your Highness, you have only meditated for two days. To have your current Magic Power can already be described as rapid progress," Ilith said with a wry smile, a hint of bitterness appearing on her delicate face.

This kind of Magic Power meditation speed was already a little faster than hers.

For some reason, hearing Your Highness say that, she always felt a sense of discomfort, even wanting to be angry with Your Highness.

Fortunately, she was still rational; she was just a weak, helpless, pitiful little girl, how could she afford to offend the lofty Heir to a Kingdom of 1.4 Billion Citizens? "By the way, Ilith, about how many times is your Magic Power compared to mine?" Xian suddenly became curious about the girl's Magic Power.

Ilith thought for a moment and extended a jade-like finger.

"A hundred times?" Xian tentatively asked.

Ilith shook her head.

"A thousand times?" Xian's pupils suddenly contracted.

Ilith shook her head again.

"Ten thousand times!" Xian shouted out in shock.

"Well... it might also be eleven thousand times or twelve thousand times," Ilith said uncertainly.

"Heavens, how long will I have to meditate to become a Magician!"

Xian collapsed onto the wooden floor, doubting his life.

If the meditation speed doesn't change, does that mean he would have to meditate for ten thousand days, which is nearly twenty-seven years, to become a Magician? He thought that having a cheat would allow him to release magic at will, become a Magician in three days, achieve the level of a God-level Mage in five days, and throw forbidden spells at will in ten days.

Ah, Your Highness seems to have misunderstood, Ilith thought.

Although her rank was still that of a Magician, her Magic Power had long surpassed or even exceeded that of a Morning Star Stage Magician.

Looking at the black-haired youth's disappointed appearance, Ilith was about to explain, but suddenly remembered the blow she had suffered earlier.

The girl silently closed her mouth.

It's better to let Your Highness feel uncomfortable for an hour, no, ten minutes first; this is her little revenge as a weakling.

A moment later, Xian, having cleared up the misunderstanding, let out a long sigh of relief.

According to Ilith's view, he only needed to use the Moonlight Meditation Method for about two more months to accumulate enough Magic Power to advance to become a Magician.

"Ilith, are there any ways to quickly increase Magic Power?"

Although his current Magic Power increase speed was already considered fast in this world, Xian was still not satisfied, because in this dangerous world, besides the "common sense" he had already acquired, power was undoubtedly the most important thing.

"Yes, one is the natural increase of Magic Power that comes with the body's development, but Your Highness can no longer rely on this method."

Ilith glanced at Xian's tall figure and said softly.

"There is also relying on the assistance of magic potions and Magic Crystals, but these things are not only expensive, but also almost priceless; once they enter the market, they will be quickly bought up."

Xian understood more or less; one was innate advantage, and the other was acquired spending money, but in his current situation, he obviously couldn't use either of these methods.

Da da da.

Just then, the Oak Door of the library was gently knocked.

"Your Highness, I've come to bring you food," Anlìyà's gentle voice came from outside the door.

A moment later.

Xian and Ilith were enjoying the delicacies brought by Anlìyà together.

The girl brought a bowl of pure white mushroom cream soup today, made with wild mushrooms and cream, and a few emerald green coriander leaves.

The mushroom soup was rich but not greasy, and extremely delicious. Xian drank three bowls in a row before he could barely stop.