Dark Alliance, Mother: Light Church Priest Reserve

Dark Alliance, Mother—Light Church Priest Reserve

Or rather, even if his Elemental Talent had been exceptional, he still intended to follow the warrior path. After all, compared to becoming a Saint Magus, the chances of becoming a Saint Warrior were vastly higher.

Even if Saint Magi were stronger and found it easier to comprehend the laws, as long as one reached the Saint level, the essence of immortality remained the same.

His only hope now was that his talent as a warrior would not be too poor, and that his comprehension would not be too low. Otherwise, cultivating to the Saint level, where one could live forever, would likely be a lifelong pursuit.

After all, judging by the ratio of ordinary people to Saints in the original work, there were only a little over a hundred Saints among several billion ordinary people—a ratio close to one in a hundred million. And when one considered that Saints had limitless lifespans while ordinary people could only live to around one hundred and twenty or thirty years old at most if they died naturally, the true odds of an ordinary person becoming a Saint were so low that he did not even dare think about them.

Whenever he thought of this, he would feel the urge to seize the protagonist Lin Lei's opportunities while Lin Lei was still young, or to quickly build a relationship with him while everyone was still children so that he could cling to him in the future.

However, that idea had been crushed by the relationship between the Dark Alliance and the Holy Alliance, as well as his ordinary family background. He simply lacked the money and strength needed to travel to other countries.

After stepping down from the platform, Fengyun looked expectantly at an old man recruiting students. He was a recruiter from the Darkness Church.

Although his Spiritual Power talent was only low-grade and his Dark Talent was also low-grade, compared to ordinary Elemental Talents, a Dark Talent was naturally more favored by the Darkness Church.

Besides, becoming a mage did not mean he could not train as a warrior. If he could become a member of the Darkness Church, his future path would certainly be much smoother.

The old man seemed to glance at him with some interest, but in the end, he did not invite him to enroll. Like the recruiters from the other academies nearby, his attention remained fixed on the children who had yet to be tested.

Fengyun withdrew his hopeful gaze and shook his head. Sigh, with low-grade Spiritual Power six times over, it would be strange if these recruiters took a liking to me!

With a smile on his face, Fengyun walked over to his father, Zi Ao, took his rough hand, and said, "Father, let's go home!"

Zi Ao's somewhat clouded eyes were also fixed on the Darkness Church recruiter. Only when Fengyun took his hand and told him to go home did he shift his gaze away from the recruiter's face.

A faint smile appeared in Zi Ao's weathered eyes as he took Fengyun away from the bustling crowd.

After the two returned home, Fengyun's mother, Gu Yue, immediately came up to them. She picked up Fengyun, who had been holding Zi Ao's hand, and asked, "Little Yun, how did the test go today?"

"Was your talent so high that everyone there was utterly stunned?!"

She knew her son very well. Although Fengyun had only mastered one first-tier Dark Magic spell, Shadow Hand, she believed that was only because her son did not like other spells and only liked Shadow Hand.

Fengyun had practically played Shadow Hand into a work of art, and his magic power was nearly at the point of breaking through to the second tier. In her eyes, that proved that even if Fengyun was not a genius, his talent was definitely not poor!

Therefore, she believed that even if her son had not made a stunning debut and shocked the entire crowd during today's magic aptitude test, he must still have tested quite well!

Yet Fengyun, held in Gu Yue's arms, revealed a helpless smile and looked toward his father, Zi Ao.

Zi Ao looked gently at Gu Yue and told her that Fengyun's Dark Element aptitude was low-grade, while his Light Element aptitude was medium-grade. There even seemed to be a trace of delight in his tone.

Gu Yue was stunned for a moment, but then she too broke into a happy smile, without the slightest dissatisfaction at her son's low affinity for Dark Magic.

After holding Fengyun up and spinning him around several times in the air, then kissing him twice, she happily went off to make dinner.

The scene left Fengyun's little mind somewhat unable to adjust. He did not mind that his magic talent was poor, and he had already decided to take the warrior path. He had originally been considering how to comfort his mother, who had taught him magic, so that she would not be too disappointed.

But now, it seemed that not only was his mother not disappointed, she even seemed a little happy!

When he looked at his father, Zi Ao, again, he realized that because Zi Ao had never been good at expressing his feelings and always wore a blank expression, Fengyun had initially failed to notice the disappointment on his father's face. He had thought his father was simply used to looking stern.

But now that he looked more closely, he realized that his father might indeed have been a little disappointed that his Dark Element aptitude was not as high as expected. Yet beneath that disappointment, there was even more hidden delight.

This completely baffled Fengyun!

What the hell? Not only are my parents not disappointed that their son has poor talent, they even seem a little happy about it!?

The answer to this mystery did not come until after dinner, when his mother, Gu Yue, took out a somewhat old magic book that recorded Light Attribute spells and said she wanted to teach him Light Magic. Only then did he realize that his mother might not have been the ordinary person he had always assumed she was, but a Light Magic mage!

Holding the old magic book, he asked, "Mom, you're a mage!?"

"And a Light System mage at that?!"

Gu Yue smiled faintly. "Of course. If Mommy weren't a mage, how could I teach you how to cultivate magic?"

Fengyun froze for a moment, then asked, "But are there places in our Dark Alliance that teach Light Magic?"

Zi Ao patted Fengyun's head and said, "There are some very secret places that preserve the inheritance of Light Magic, but generally speaking, they only accept children with very high talent. Well, at the very least, you need high-grade talent to be recruited."

Fengyun was startled. "What? There are actually places like that?! Wait, then that means, Mother, you're..."

But before Fengyun could continue fantasizing and think that there might still be hope for him on the path of magic, Gu Yue said, "Oh, Mommy? I'm a Priest Reserve of the Light Church!"

For a moment, Fengyun could hardly believe his ears. He felt that he had heard something incredible. Even if Gu Yue had told him that a passing old man had seen her extraordinary bone structure and exceptional talent before giving her this magic book, he could have accepted it.

But Gu Yue had actually told him that she was a Priest Reserve of the Light Church. It nearly scared him into having a heart attack.

After all, although the Dark Alliance worshiped strength, practicing Light Magic was not a problem as long as one was strong enough to withstand the pressure.

But that absolutely did not mean that people from the Light Church could freely plant personnel here and cultivate spies. More precisely, as long as someone from the Light Church appeared here and exposed their identity, they would definitely be beaten senseless first, then sent to the religious Inquisition.