If you thought about it carefully, advancing from a Level 1 Mage to a Level 2 Mage was actually pretty simple.
A Level 1 Mage only needed to learn a few spells, and any mage with a bit of talent could pick them up quickly.
The hard part was mastering them.
With his God-Tier Talent, Mo Cheng already had a pretty solid grasp of how to use magic.
If he continued to develop, he might one day become a mage surpassed only by Lu Cang and Izpalut.
Of course, advancing quickly wasn't necessarily a good thing.
The shadow behind Lu Cang stretched out.
Several small undead monsters emerged from Lu Cang's own world. They gradually vanished into the shadows, becoming part of the darkness in the Land of Seeing the Moon.
He would leave a few more undead here.
"Mo Cheng, how do you think you did in today's battle?"
Mo Cheng lowered his head and asked cautiously, "Did I disappoint you? ... I feel like your expectations for me must be higher."
Lu Cang smiled gently. "I do have expectations for you, but everyone has their own path of growth. You don't need to put too much pressure on yourself."
"Just tell me how you feel about it."
Mo Cheng looked up, his eyes alight. "Actually, I think I did pretty well."
"During the battle, I suddenly understood the theories you taught me, Master. I felt like I had all these insights, and I just followed that feeling and cast those spells."
Lu Cang nodded with a smile. "You did very well."
"Fighting at the right time can inspire you and bring out more of your creativity. And when you're on the brink of life and death, you can often have a sudden realization about something important."
"Still, it's