Yes, it was just a matter of adjusting the physical body.
This posed no difficulty for Lu Sheng.
After court adjourned, Lu Sheng rose from the throne and exited through the small door on the right side of the palace.
The newly appointed court mage was already waiting outside.
Mage Karl had been the previous court mage's Junior Brother—the mage who had followed Godo. The two had once studied under the same teacher.
Later, that man had gone to Black Law Land, while Karl had remained behind to care for their old teacher until his dying day.
The two had ended up with different fates.
Now that man was dead, Karl had finally gained the chance to rise.
He waited respectfully outside the small door, head lowered, silent and humble.
Lu Sheng glanced at him. This handsome middle-aged man with long golden hair possessed no weak magical fluctuations. Though he could not compare to the previous man, in this barren region where not a trace of supernatural power could be found, someone like him was already quite decent.
"Come. Keep me company and chat for a while."
He ordered.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Karl hurriedly nodded.
"Speaking of which, where do you stand in the mage ranks? I mean the entire mage world, including Black Law Land," Lu Sheng asked.
"By standard witchcraft rankings, I am Level Four. My Senior Brother An Luo—the one you executed previously—was Level Five," Karl answered swiftly.
"What is the highest level?"
"It is said that Black Law Land has Level Six beings. O'Nardu even has rumored Level Nine experts, close to gods, though no one has ever seen whether they are truly still alive. The one who has appeared regularly is Lord Ilanos, the Level Eight Speaker of O'Nardu," Karl replied concisely. He knew the