Brain Development, Crystallization Array, Advanced Mangekyo

Ronan stood up from his seat and slowly walked towards the Potions Garden, saying as he went, "So that was your plan for me before?"

Let me take the initiative to challenge Travis, fight with my back against the wall, unleash my full potential, and suffer a brilliant defeat. This way, I can earn the respect of some people and solve many problems in a subtle way...

Is this a strategy of putting oneself in a do-or-die situation to survive?

"It can also attract further attention from people like Lanny, putting more pressure on you and giving you more motivation."

Bennigo tapped his pipe and said softly with a sigh, "Damien, believe me, you will gain far more than you lose in the process."

"Like now, aren't you growing much faster than normal?"

You're right.

Ronan walked into the Potions Garden nursery. Under Bennigo's long-term care, the barren land beneath his feet had become much more vibrant than before.

There were many more plant-based potions, and a small area was set aside where a lone seed grew on the moist, sticky, dark red mud.

The seed has a pink sprout about the length of a finger. Upon closer inspection, you can see countless fine veins that resemble blood vessels.

"Can I ask you a few questions, Bennigo?"

Ronan squatted down beside the seed, a silvery-white metal flowing in his hand, condensing into a small knife, which he gently used to cut the skin on the tip of his finger.

"Is it really impossible for me to advance to level two in three months?"

"To advance to the second level, one needs to crystallize Spiritual Power Crystal, which requires the power of the crystallization Rune Array."

"With just the two of us, we can't gather enough materials to construct a Crystallization Array in three months."

Bennigo said calmly, "This is not a problem that can be solved by effort, Damien."

"Crystallization Array"

Ronan nodded thoughtfully. "I understand."

He watched as crimson blood flowed from the wound on his finger, dripping onto the sprouting seeds of the Saint Blood Tree. The seeds swayed slightly, as if enjoying a refreshing rain.

Because his body had consumed too much vitality and had not yet fully replenished it, Ronan specially dripped more blood this time.

"What kind of combat power should a genius with the status of Third Ring wizard possess? Like you, should you have mastered at least one Extraordinary Magic Domain power of First Resonance?"

"You underestimate the difficulty of One Segment Magic Domain Resonance. Let alone the Seventh Magic Ring, there aren't many people in the entire Silver Magic Ring who can comprehend One Segment Magic Domain Resonance at the second level."

Bennigo exhaled smoke rings, his calm voice drifting over from behind the dissipating smoke.

"Even within the Third Ring, there are different levels. The Fourth Ring is roughly enough to qualify for ten Meditation Tower, while I once came incredibly close to the Fifth Ring..."

Ronan looked up at Bennigo's location, his face showing genuine surprise.

He only realized Fifth Ring that he only knew Bennigo had once been a member of the Third Ring, but Bennigo had never said that he was just Third Ring.

"Furthermore, I only reached One Segment Magic Domain Resonance after I had already reached my peak..."

Bennigo's voice seemed tinged with melancholy, but he continued, "The Ancient Potion Recipe I possess, which relies primarily on Brain-Eating Flower, supposedly increases your chances of reaching One Segment Magic Domain Resonance earlier. It's not what you think. It has absolutely nothing to do with Law Domain comprehension; its true function is to develop your brain domain..."

"Developing the brain?!"

Ronan paused for a moment.

"Right."

Bennigo pointed to his head with his pipe and said, "The brain is the dwelling place of the soul. This potion will make you smarter, enhance your wisdom, and thus strengthen your ability to understand and comprehend magic."

As for the enhancement of mental strength, that is merely a side effect.

However, this process is extremely painful. Even a normal First Level Wizard, with a strong will, can only manage to consume one bottle at most.

"Can this kind of potion be taken repeatedly?"

A glimmer of light appeared in Ronan's eyes.

Bennigo nodded. "But you can't take it continuously. Each additional bottle will double the pain, exceeding your limits and potentially causing your soul to collapse."

"How many bottles did you take initially?"

Ronan asked quickly, knowing that Bennigo must have tried it himself.

Three bottles.

Bennigo said calmly, "This has already exceeded my limits. My current condition may well be due to the aftereffects of overdosing on medication back then..."

"How many bottles of potion can this Brain-Eating Flower produce in total? How long will it take?"

"I'm not sure, but the two bottles you need will definitely be enough."

Bennigo thought for a moment and said, "You can use the extra materials to prepare the resources needed for the Crystallization Array..."

"Good."

Ronan nodded, stood up from beside the Saint Blood Tree seed, and looked at Bennigo, saying, "One last question."

Did you know that Schubert is the wizard of the Mirror Garden?

Where did you hear this rumor?

Bennigo frowned and said, "The legend of the legendary wizard Schubert was already widely circulated on this continent before the Mirror Garden was even born. Instead of believing Schubert originated from the Mirror Garden, you might as well believe that the Mirror Garden also received a legacy left by Schubert..."

Is that so?

Ronan nodded, a thoughtful look in his eyes. "Then let me know when you've prepared the potion."

Leaving Bennigo, I walked back to Blueberry Inn.

Ronan surveyed his surroundings; the Magic Ring City was now in a completely different state than before.

If the previous Arcane Circle was a calm lake, now that lake has begun to flow completely.

Beneath the radiant Silver White High Tower, wizards could be seen everywhere hurrying in and out of the Arcane Circle.

The streets were busier than ever before, and magic training rooms, magic tool workshops, and potion shops were almost all packed, presenting a lively and prosperous scene.

This excitement wasn't limited to the official wizards of the Arcane Circle; ordinary wizards residing in the Arcane Circle, and even ordinary people living under the Arcane Circle's enormous wings, were also immersed in this tense and enthusiastic atmosphere.

The news that the official members of the Arcane Circle would be selected through a competition in three months had already spread, and those who were not participating in the competition were even more excited and expectant than those who were.

"Lord Ronan!"

Alida

"Shut up, you coward!"

As soon as they reached the entrance of the Blueberry Inn, Alida, with her fluffy blue hair, pulled Jacob closer to Ronan.

"Have you heard about the selection competition for wizards in the Arcane Circle in three months?"

The people at Blueberry Inn didn't know that Ronan had already joined the Arcane Circle; they just thought he was like those wandering wizards who were enduring their "thirty-year probationary period."

"Jacob and I have a plan: when the competition begins, we'll rent a hot air balloon and watch the competition from the sky!"

Alida seemed extremely excited, "That's a competition between Arcane Circle wizards, and there are many geniuses and big shots that we never usually see. Just thinking about it makes me look forward to it!"

Do you want to join? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Jacob looked at Ronan with a helpless and apologetic expression; he was completely unable to stop Alida's actions.

"I'm sorry, Alida."

Ronan shook his head. "I might not have time then."

Is that so?

Alida looked utterly disappointed. Seeing that she still wanted to try, Ronan simply tossed her a few magic stones to shut Alida up.

"Although I can't join, I still have high hopes for your plan."

This is just a small personal donation from me.

After saying that, Ronan walked past the two men and strolled into the hostel.

Behind her stood Alida, beaming as she clutched the magic stone. "I told you Lord Ronan would love my plan. Lord Ronan is the most generous wizard I've ever met."

"Alida, you're going to offend Lord Ronan."

"No way!"

Ronan went into his room, stood quietly by the window for a while, and then drew the curtains, completely blocking out the light.

After doing all this, he walked to the center of the living room, took out a small silver ball from his Storage Waist Pouch, and gently placed it on the living room table.

Transparent ripples emanated from the silver sphere, a tranquil deep blue rose, countless shimmering points of light appeared, and everything around Ronan drifted away.

The Speerbit's Myriad Treasure Orb! Ronan found himself beneath a vast and mysterious deep blue expanse, like a starry sky, his mind replaying Bennigo's words to him.

"The legend of Schubert predates the Mirror Garden."

Therefore, the owner of the Mysterious Garden should not be Schubert, but rather a Mirror Garden wizard who obtained Schubert's Myriad Treasure Orb.

As for the similarities between the core runes of the Orb of Myriad Treasure Orb and the Mirror Magical Item, it is possible that, as Bennigo said, the Mirror Garden is also a beneficiary of the Schubert.

As Ronan pondered this, he reached out and gently touched a shimmering point of light against the deep blue night sky.

In an instant, the scene before his eyes completely changed.

He found himself in a vast, icy wasteland, surrounded by endless Snow Field, with steep glaciers and majestic ice cliffs in the distance, and the ever-shimmering, beautiful aurora borealis overhead. Ronan gazed at it all in a daze.

As his thoughts shifted, the scene before him changed once again.

He suddenly found himself atop a blazing volcano, with a crater billowing with sulfurous smoke and flames before him, flowing lava beneath his feet, and volcanoes on the verge of eruption all around him. As far as the eye could see, it was a completely fiery red world.

Ronan kept turning the Myriad Treasure Orb, and the surrounding scenery kept changing.

Sometimes he appears in a fantastical forest, surrounded by giant, glowing plants, with colorful flowers blooming in the Black Night, and starlight flowing on the trees and grass; other times he appears in a wondrous city made entirely of gemstones, where all the buildings and streets are constructed from the finest gemstones, and many exquisite and beautiful gemstone people come and go around him.

Sometimes he stood on a huge, rapidly moving floating island, beneath which lay an indescribably enormous white whale with countless pairs of snow-white feathered wings, supporting the island as it pierced through layers of dense clouds. Ronan rapidly experienced one fantastical adventure after another, traversing bizarre places never seen in wizarding books, places even unimaginable, witnessing one strange and wondrous scene after another.

Until he stopped.

The deep blue night sky rose again, and countless shimmering lights flowed around him like a river.

This is the Myriad Treasure Orb.

"I never expected that what I risked so much to get would turn out to be a toy..."

Ronan looked at the Myriad Treasure Orb in his hand, his expression full of complex emotions.

The Myriad Treasure Orb can replicate certain scenes that the holder currently sees or remembers, storing them in the form of light points. These can be viewed at any time, creating an immersive experience, much like a high-end kaleidoscope! "However, for me, this function is still somewhat useful."

The magnificent, fantastical, and bizarre scenes preserved within the Myriad Treasure Orb were helpful for Ronan in comprehending the unique realm of the Extraordinary Magic Domain.

Ronan's mastery Master Level of [Energy Missile-Particle Torrent] has been stuck at a snail's pace for a long time because he lacks an impression and understanding of the "Torrent" concept.

With the help of the Myriad Treasure Orb, flipping through the images related to the magnificent Torrent might help you break through your bottleneck.

Another point is the core runes of the Myriad Treasure Orb.

"The second-tier Mirror Magical Item in Fu Ling's hand seems to have been crafted under the influence of the runes within the Myriad Treasure Orb. The inheritance of spatial and mirror-based spells is hidden within these runes."

Ronan's eyes flickered.

He will soon break through to the late stage of level one and be able to condense his third Soul Rune.

Ronan had no clue about this third Soul Rune.

Now that I have the runes for the Mirror Magical Item and the Myriad Treasure Orb, I might be able to gain some inspiration and enlightenment.

If that doesn't work, he might have no choice but to refine the rune from "Yarlis's Ice Ring Necklace" that can double the power of ice spells.

After carefully storing the Myriad Treasure Orb, Ronan took out the Storage Waist Pouch of the Level 2 Green-Eyed Wizard that he had previously obtained in the "Damp Jungle".

The Storage Waist Pouch has been opened.

Ronan inventoried the contents and discovered that the Green-Eyed Wizard was much "poorer" than he had imagined.

As a level two wizard, he only had a little over a hundred High-Level Magic Stone in his personal Storage Waist Pouch, along with a few first-tier magic tools and some commonly used potions.

The only thing that caught Ronan's eye in that huge Storage Waist Pouch was a few bottles of second-tier healing potions. "Is it because you're so poor that you chose to follow Travis's orders and lower yourself to cause trouble for a First Level Wizard like me in order to earn resources?"

Ronan shook his head, disappointed, but that was all he could do.

Fortunately, this Storage Waist Pouch is quite high-end, with an interior space almost half the size of a room, and the rune lock is not damaged, so Ronan can use it.

After tidying up his haul, Ronan sat on the sofa in the living room.

In the dim light, sensing the occasional energy fluctuations outside the window and the tense, "lively" atmosphere, Ronan recalled his conversation with Bennigo once again.

A defeat that is brilliant enough.

He muttered those words to himself, reached out, and gently picked a beautiful wildflower from the vase in front of him, examining it closely.

"Even the most beautiful and dazzling failure is still a failure..."

A faint chill flowed from between her long, slender fingers, preserving the wildflowers' delicate beauty before falling to the ground and shattering into ice shards.

"I don't want to lose."

Ronan stood up and calmly walked into the training room.

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