Myriad Spirits Wizard

Rayne sat up from the recliner and glanced at the wall clock, startling even himself.

This Soul Test had lasted a full twenty-five minutes. Subtracting the five minutes each of Minor Pain Sensation and Intermediate Pain Sensation meant he had endured Advanced Pain Sensation for fifteen minutes!

Damn it. I accidentally listened to two extra songs. That was a bit too over-the-top.

Rayne silently blamed himself.

As long as someone endured Advanced Pain Sensation for five minutes during a Soul Test, they could undergo the Soul Transformation Ritual.

The longer they lasted, the higher the success rate of Soul Transformation.

Those who could withstand Advanced Pain Sensation for more than five minutes were all either exceptionally gifted or strong-willed.

Rayne belonged to that category. Even without using music to ease the pain, he would still have been considered outstanding.

Lasting ten minutes, however, meant one possessed extraordinary talent. Among those who took the Soul Test, such people were fewer than one in a hundred. They were almost guaranteed not to fail the Soul Transformation Ritual and would certainly become Transcendents.

As for lasting fifteen minutes, that was unquestionably a rare gift.

Such people would gain the greatest benefits from the Soul Transformation Ritual. They could fuse with any type of Demon Soul and freely choose whichever Transcendent profession they liked.

The middle-aged female Plant Tender in charge of the test carefully examined Rayne, then took the initiative to extend her hand and said softly, "My name is Talini, a level 2 Plant Tender. Congratulations, Mr. Rayne, on completing the test."

She had heard the waitress address Rayne earlier and had not paid much attention at the time, but now she remembered it.

"Ms. Talini, just call me Rayne."

Rayne politely shook her hand briefly before letting go.

"Very well." Talini swept her gaze over the onlookers beyond the glass window and smiled. "Rayne, I haven't seen a young man as outstanding as you in a long time. With your talent, passing the Soul Transformation Ritual is only a matter of time. Let me congratulate you in advance on becoming a Transcendent."

"Thank you, ma'am." Rayne smiled, his mood equally pleasant.

Talini nodded. She had intended to use a healing spell to help Rayne recover from the lingering pain caused by the test, only to find that he was in excellent condition. His emotions were steady, and he showed no sign of fatigue. There was only a faint sheen of sweat on his forehead, as though he had merely gone out for a few laps around the block.

His physical condition is incredible. He may not even be any worse than me. How rare!

Talini praised him enviously in her heart, but she did not forget her duty. She asked in a low voice, "Mr. Rayne, have you prepared to undergo the Soul Transformation Ritual?"

Many alchemy shops were willing to provide Soul Tests for customers free of charge, of course not out of charity. Their purpose was to sell their own Soul Devouring Potions, along with the series of services related to the Soul Transformation Ritual that followed.

The cost of a Soul Test was not high, yet it allowed them to build relationships with potential Transcendents and cultivate key customers. The money they could earn in the future would be hundreds or even thousands of times greater than the cost of a few Soul Tests!

Violet House was no exception.

Rayne naturally understood these tactics, but he did not mind. He had come for the Soul Transformation Ritual in the first place.

"Yes. I hope to undergo the ritual as soon as possible."

The corners of Talini's lips lifted. She knew she had brought a major customer with boundless potential to the shop. If Rayne grew stronger in the future, she would benefit as well.

She rose to her feet. "Let's discuss this somewhere else."

After they left the partitioned room, Talini instructed the waitress to bring in another Transcendent to continue administering Soul Tests for the customers behind them. Then she led Rayne away beneath the envious gazes of the crowd.

As they walked and talked, Talini probed indirectly, trying to learn about Rayne's background.

Rayne was alert and revealed nothing useful.

Talini led Rayne into a steam-powered elevator and ascended to the fifth floor, Violet House's top floor. They passed through an elegantly decorated corridor that resembled an art gallery before arriving at a door. She knocked.

"Manager, it's Talini."

"Come in."

A light voice came from behind the door. It carried a trace of languidness and was highly distinctive, revealing a wealth of indescribable emotions.

With that voice alone, she'd definitely make it big as a voice actress. If she can sing too, that'd be even more incredible. Rayne had not yet seen her, but an image of a beautiful woman had already formed in his mind, and he found himself inexplicably looking forward to meeting her.

Talini pushed the door open, and Rayne followed behind her.

When he entered, he discovered a spacious office that offered a commanding view of the entire Brent Street. The Wizard Tower stood nearby. Yet it lacked the stern atmosphere of an office, instead being decorated with great comfort. Sofas, desks, a fireplace, carpets, crystal lamps, and flowerpots were arranged throughout the room in an orderly fashion, making it feel as relaxing as one's own living room.

Even with Rayne's limited experience, he could tell that every piece of furniture and decoration in this room was an exceedingly expensive, top-tier item. Everywhere, it radiated the scent of Gold Shields.

For example, the large chandelier hanging from the ceiling was a crystal lamp powered by magic. Such lamps were rare and precious.

Even a single crystal lamp, no bigger than a fist, cost two or three Gold Shields. Yet this chandelier was over a meter in diameter and consisted of more than a dozen crystal lamps arranged into a magnificent fixture. Never mind its value—the daily cost of supplying the magic needed to light it would be enough to scare an ordinary household half to death.

What a filthy rich tycoon!

Rayne suddenly felt that the few dozen Gold Shields tucked against his chest were embarrassingly shabby, not worth showing off at all.

But what surprised him even more was the owner of this room.

In one corner stood a large instrument that looked remarkably similar to a piano. Its body was black, with a row of black and white keys. A woman sat in front of it, dressed in a simple, elegant robe. Her posture was casual, and she held a sheet of music in her hands as she read it intently.

The first thing Rayne noticed when he saw her was her dazzling golden hair, as brilliant as gold itself.

Then came her lake-blue eyes. Her gaze shifted as though her eyes could speak.

Her face was as perfect as if it had been carefully sculpted, yet it appeared utterly natural. Her snow-white skin was smooth and delicate, and paired with her loose golden hair, it seemed as though her whole body emitted a faint glow. Looking closer, however, he realized it was only an illusion.

Someone with weaker nerves or less experience might have felt ashamed of their own inferiority upon seeing this picture-perfect scene.

Holy shit, holy shit!

She really is beautiful—and not just beautiful. She's absolutely stunning...

Rayne was filled with amazement. Suddenly, he realized how lacking his vocabulary was. He did not know how to describe the beautiful woman before him and could only think, holy shit.

He also noticed that her ears were somewhat unusual. The upper edges of her ear rims came to slight points, though their curves were not as sharp as an Elf's long, pointed ears. If hidden by her hair, they would be difficult to notice, and she would look no different from an ordinary human.

She's a Half-elf?

Rayne immediately understood. No wonder he had always heard that Violet House was managed by an Elf. It turned out she was not an Elf, but a Half-elf.

Half-elves were the mixed-blood offspring of humans and Elves, perhaps one of the rarest races in the world.

Elves rarely appeared in human lands, and even fewer formed relationships with humans. Even when they married, the chance of producing offspring was extremely low.

A hundred human-Elf couples could go at it day and night for years without necessarily conceiving a child.

There were billions of humans throughout Aerenus World, yet there might not even be fifty Half-elves. They were rarer than the legendary Dragons.

The birth of every Half-elf was a blessing from the Goddess of Fortune.

Though Half-elves combined the bloodlines of two races, the influence of the Blood Soul Curse meant they did not inherit the Elves' gifts. Apart from their longer lifespans, they were not much different from ordinary people.

Moreover, because Elves and humans did not have a harmonious relationship, Half-elves were unwelcome among the Elves and were called "half-humans." Thus, Half-elves all lived in human lands.

Rayne had seen Elves several times before in the Silver Star District, pure-blooded Elves at that. They truly were as beautiful as the books described, but none had been as beautiful as her!

By comparison, the beauty before him looked more like a true Elf.

Judging from her skin and hair color, one of this Half-elf's parents was probably not an ordinary Elf. There was a strong chance they had been some kind of High Elf.

Rayne quietly examined her with Soul Eye. Her soul form was almost no different from that of a human.

Yet he was still greatly shocked, because this beauty was also a Transcendent—and a level 6 Wizard!

At the core of her soul stood an illusory structure resembling a tall tower. A ball of silver flame burned atop it. Through the tower's body, he could see that its interior was divided into six floors, each containing varying numbers of Demon Souls.

These Demon Souls were all complete. They seemed to possess lives of their own and could be summoned from the tower at any moment.

Myriad Spirits Wizard!

As a student of the Supernatural Academy, and after watching so many games of Myriad Spirits Card at Basil Inn, Rayne had long heard of this famous Transcendent profession.

Today, he had finally met a genuine Myriad Spirits Wizard.

At that moment, the powerful Myriad Spirits Wizard rose from in front of the piano.

She was very tall, nearly as tall as Rayne himself, apparently over one meter seventy-five. Her slender figure was curvaceous, and as she moved, her robe outlined enchanting curves. A faint smile rested on her face, and a fragrant breeze wafted toward him. She seemed as though she had stepped out of a painting.

Even though Rayne had once lived in an age flooded with information and had seen countless photographs and videos of meticulously polished top female celebrities, giving him a certain resistance, he still lost focus for a moment.

Fortunately, it lasted only an instant. He quickly recovered without embarrassing himself.

She walked over and sat on the sofa, gesturing toward the seats opposite her. "Please, both of you, have a seat."

"Talini, won't you introduce this gentleman?"

Rayne sat down calmly. Beside him, Talini said respectfully, "Manager, this is Mr. Rayne. He just took a Soul Test in our shop and lasted twenty-five minutes. He is also preparing to undergo the Soul Transformation Ritual."

"Twenty-five minutes?"

The Half-elf revealed a surprised expression and immediately understood Talini's meaning. This was a customer with enormous potential.

Her gaze fell on Rayne. Finally, she carefully studied his face, a trace of appreciation flashing through her eyes. Smiling, she said, "Mr. Rayne, I'm Viola, the owner of Violet House. Which service tier of Soul Transformation Ritual would you like?"