A thought of sowing distrust in Lu Cang's heart flashed through Ansu's mind. This time, he put it into practice.
My spirituality... came from the Highest Leaf.
And the people around me...
Ansu's words stirred a little more fear in Lu Cang's heart.
Thinking about it again...
Everything really had been far too coincidental.
Why had he encountered Iz and Kumiloni's group as soon as he teleported here?
At first, he hadn't known how strong Iz and the others were. But as his own strength grew and his horizons broadened, he came to understand just how powerful a mage Iz was.
Even among everyone he had met so far, Lu Cang couldn't find anyone with greater magical attainments than Iz.
Kumiloni was the same, and so was Chicheng...
They were unquestionably among the strongest.
Loren was a tiny place, merely a corner of the Secret Sea, a remote backwater. If you mentioned it elsewhere, people might ask, "What's Loren?" or "Where's Ruilun?"—something like that.
And yet, in such a tiny place...
Izpalut, Kumiloni, Chicheng, Obades, Aertemi, An Zheng... all sorts of powerful figures had gathered on this one little island.
There were even some inexplicable people, like that mysterious fortune-teller...
To this day, Lu Cang still didn't know Pali's origins.
Even after acquiring the two talents "Future Simulation" and "Secret Origin," he still couldn't investigate Pali, because she had disappeared.
"So you're saying that I was born merely as a pawn in the schemes of some higher being?"
Ansu chuckled. "Perhaps."
"Even a level 9 Class-changer has to go to great lengths to reach that ultimate realm."
The ultimate realm Ansu meant was level 10.
The reason Ansu had kept dying and being reborn in an endless cycle after reaching level 9 was that he was preparing to reach level