Ring of Feilan

Fang Yun's true form naturally could not perceive Beirut's observation. However, even if it were just a guess, he could surmise that Beirut definitely knew of him. After all, nothing that happened on the Yulan Continent could escape Beirut's notice, just as nothing could escape him on the Blue Star. Unless one becomes a Sovereign, one can never imagine the power of a Sovereign.

At this moment, in the Sunset Mountain Range.

Aside from Safidson and Prequet, two more Saint-level Dragon Clan members had appeared: a Saint-level Golden Dragon and a Saint-level Thunder Dragon.

Even though Prequet had not summoned them, the fluctuations of the battle were still sensed by many Saint-level magical beasts in the vicinity. Naturally, these two Saint-level dragons became aware of it as well.

After communicating with Prequet, they learned that a human Saint-level powerhouse had actually come knocking on their door.

Especially upon hearing Prequet say that he had already submitted, the two Saint-level dragons were naturally burning with rage and immediately rushed over to teach Fang Yun a lesson.

However, after the two Saint-level dragons arrived, they discovered that besides the one human powerhouse, there was also Safidson.

"Prequet, what is the meaning of this?"

The Saint-level Thunder Dragon was extremely vigilant, its voice deep and resonant, carrying the sound of rolling thunder.

"Big Brother, this is my master, Lord Fang Yun."

Prequet felt helpless in his heart; he had not expected the Golden Dragon and the Thunder Dragon to show up after all.

"Master?"

The Saint-level Thunder Dragon was extremely furious, looking at Fang Yun, "Human, you actually enslaved Prequet?!"

Generally, enslaved magical beasts, no matter how strong, would not resist their masters. In its view, Prequet must have been enslaved; otherwise, how could a member of the Saint-level Dragon Clan submit to a human?

Seeing the Thunder Dragon's attitude, Prequet felt anxious and hurriedly explained, "Big Brother, you have misunderstood. Master did not sign a master-servant contract with me. It was my own initiative to follow Master."

"Prequet, you need not say more. We will wash away this humiliation for you."

The Saint-level Golden Dragon also snorted, "The Saint-level Dragon Clan cannot be insulted."

Hearing this, Prequet was deeply alarmed, fearing that they would provoke Fang Yun and be killed.

"Interesting. I only intended to capture one Saint-level dragon, but I didn't expect three to appear at once?"

Fang Yun smiled.

Saint-level dragons were quite rare. The dragons on the Blue Star only had those two Velociraptors that had reached the Saint-level by chance.

"Do you still intend to enslave us?"

The breath exhaled by the Saint-level Thunder Dragon crackled with lightning, showing just how angry it was.

"Big Brother, Master is a Saint-level limit powerhouse; you shouldn't bring trouble upon yourselves."

Seemingly worried that the Saint-level Golden Dragon and the Saint-level Thunder Dragon would attack, Prequet spoke up anxiously.

Although he was prepared to follow Fang Yun, he did not wish for his two brothers to end up like him.

Fang Yun glanced at Prequet and naturally guessed some of his hidden thoughts. However, Fang Yun did not care; after all, for him, one Saint-level dragon as a mount was enough.

He was not like the Dragonblood Warrior families such as Linley's, where descendants needed Saint-level dragon blood to activate their bloodlines. Therefore, he had not intended to capture them all in the first place.

"A Saint-level limit powerhouse?"

The Saint-level Thunder Dragon's gaze became even more vigilant.

As beings at the peak of the Saint-level, they naturally knew that the strongest tier within the Saint-level peak was the Saint-level limit. However, there were not many on the Yulan Continent who had truly reached this level, and the name Fang Yun was not among them.

Yet, Prequet would not lie to them.

This meant that another Saint-level limit powerhouse had appeared among the humans!

Prequet and the Saint-level Golden Dragon might only know of the existence of the Saint-level limit without understanding the true strength it entailed. But it had once witnessed the power of a Saint-level limit powerhouse.

That was back when it had traveled to the Necropolis of the Gods and seen one by chance.

It was only then that it realized how terrifying a Saint-level limit powerhouse was; they could almost be considered a completely different level of existence.

This Fang Yun was actually a Saint-level limit powerhouse!

"So what if he is a Saint-level limit?"

The Saint-level Golden Dragon was just about to say something.

However, the Saint-level Thunder Dragon sucked back its breath and directly interrupted the Golden Dragon, "Prequet, is this truly your own will? If this is indeed your own idea, we will not interfere further."

"Big Brother, you..."

The Saint-level Golden Dragon was stunned, looking at the Saint-level Thunder Dragon in disbelief.

However, the Saint-level Thunder Dragon ignored the Golden Dragon and only looked at Prequet.

A dragon-like smile stretched across Prequet's large face, "Big Brother, I am following Master of my own volition."

"Good."

The Saint-level Thunder Dragon's reply was very decisive, and then it looked at Fang Yun, "Since our third brother is willing, we will not intervene."

"Big Brother."

The Saint-level Golden Dragon was still somewhat dazed.

However, the Saint-level Thunder Dragon turned around, ready to leave, and said to the Saint-level Golden Dragon in a deep voice, "Let's go."

After saying this, the Saint-level Thunder Dragon flew away first, its speed even faster than when it had arrived. After all, Thunder Dragons were naturally adept at speed.

The Saint-level Golden Dragon hadn't even reacted yet when the Saint-level Thunder Dragon flew away.

The Saint-level Golden Dragon looked at Prequet in a daze, then hurriedly flapped its wings and chased toward the horizon, "Big Brother, wait for me!"

Watching the Saint-level Thunder Dragon and the Saint-level Golden Dragon suddenly depart, Prequet's large face twitched. This...

The arrival of the Saint-level Golden Dragon and the Saint-level Thunder Dragon could only be considered a minor interlude.

Since Prequet had decided to leave with Fang Yun, its territory was temporarily left under the "supervision" of Safidson. After all, Fang Yun was the one who had brought it along.

"Master, do you still wish to travel through the Sunset Mountain Range?"

Prequet, carrying Fang Yun, walked through the Sunset Mountain Range and asked.

At this moment, Prequet had shrunk its body to a length of seven or eight meters, just enough for Fang Yun to sit on its back.

"Let's go to a few places you find interesting."

Fang Yun said directly.

The Sunset Mountain Range was in the southernmost part of the Yulan Continent; its westernmost point was the western edge of the Yulan Continent, extending all the way to the east where it met the Chiyang Desert.

It was home to many powerful magical beasts and reclusive experts, making it one of the three most dangerous places on the Yulan Continent.

Although the original work mentioned the Sunset Mountain Range, the descriptions were limited, and Fang Yun didn't know much about this place. Even for areas described in detail, nothing compared to experiencing them firsthand.

"Interesting places..."

Prequet pondered for a moment, then spoke, "Master, I know of one place. It is located at the far west of the Sunset Mountain Range, which is also the westernmost point of the Yulan Continent. The reason the Sunset Mountain Range is called the Sunset Mountain Range is because of a Sunset Peak located there. It is said that one can see the most magnificent sunset scenery."

"Sunset Peak?"

Fang Yun nodded, "Alright, let's head to Sunset Peak first."

The origin of the Sunset Mountain Range hadn't been hinted at in the original work, so it was likely closely related to this Sunset Peak.

"Yes."

Prequet acknowledged, then carried Fang Yun and headed straight west.

Sunset Peak was at the westernmost edge of the Sunset Mountain Range, while they were currently in the easternmost region. To reach Sunset Peak, one could say they needed to traverse the entire Sunset Mountain Range.

Even for experts who had just entered the Saint-level, or even mid-stage Saint-level experts, traversing the Sunset Mountain Range like this was a dangerous undertaking. After all, crossing the range in this manner meant passing through the territories of almost every powerful Saint-level magical beast.

However, for a peak Saint-level expert, traversing the Sunset Mountain Range in this way was no difficult task.

Half a month later, Yulan Empire, Wanhua City. This was a city in the south of the Yulan Empire, filled with all kinds of exotic flowers and herbs. Flowers bloomed throughout the four seasons, and the fragrance filled the entire city. It could be considered a very famous city in the Yulan Empire.

Kawent stood on the street, watching the crowds coming and going. Especially when he saw mages, the light in his eyes could not be concealed.

Of all the things he had seen along the way, what surprised him most were the mages. He had once studied the profession of a mage himself, but his progress had slowed down significantly after reaching the level of a sixth-rank mage.

He was also the highest-level mage on the entire Blue Star.

He hadn't expected that mages, who were considered a minor path on Blue Star, would be so prosperous in this world. They even held a higher status than warriors.

"Mages..."

There was a look of longing in Kawent's eyes. Even though he was already a Saint-level warrior and could be considered an expert who had touched the threshold of the peak of the Saint-level, he still had infinite passion for the profession of a mage.

Or perhaps, among the experts who had descended upon the Yulan Continent this time, most likely held the same thoughts as him.

"My Lord, where shall we go next?"

Beside Kawent was a somewhat sturdy man who looked respectful.

This was a warrior Kawent had saved from bandits; he had been following Kawent ever since and could be considered Kawent's current "guide."

"Boer, do you know where one can learn magic?"

Kawent came back to his senses and asked gently.

"Learn magic?"

The sturdy man known as Boer didn't ask any questions upon hearing this and immediately said, "If it is for a child with sufficient talent and aptitude, the best place to learn magic would undoubtedly be the Ernst Institute in the Holy Union."

The Ernst Institute was recognized as the best magic academy on the Yulan Continent. Even the citizens of other empires acknowledged this in their hearts, and every year, people from other empires traveled thousands of miles to study at the Ernst Institute.

"Holy Union? Ernst Institute?"

This was the first time Kawent had heard of this place, and he was very interested, "Is this an academy specifically for teaching magic?"

"Yes, my Lord."

Boer replied, "If your descendants wish to learn magic, they can go to the Ernst Institute to try. It's just that I've heard the standards for admitting students at the Ernst Institute are very strict; they only recruit one hundred students each year."

"Does the Ernst Institute only recruit children?"

Hearing Boer's words, Kawent frowned slightly. He was the one who wanted to learn magic himself.

"Uh..."

Boer glanced at Kawent, muttering to himself, Could it be that my savior wants to learn magic?

He didn't dare to ask further and said cautiously, "Magic academies recruit geniuses between the ages of six and twelve, as talent can be tested during childhood. Generally, if one has no talent in childhood, they cannot become a mage."

He had tested his own talent when he was young, but unfortunately, his talent was too low, and there was no possibility of him becoming a mage, which was why he had practiced battle qi and become a warrior.

These magic academies only recruit children between the ages of six and twelve?

Kawent frowned slightly; if that were the case, it might be rather troublesome. Even if he were a level-six mage, it wouldn't necessarily guarantee that they would be willing to teach him.

At this moment, Boer was also feeling puzzled in his heart. This gentleman seemed to be very ignorant of the situation on the Yulan Continent. After all, these were things that anyone living on the Yulan Continent would basically know something about.

However, Kawent still silently took note of the Ernst Institute, and then continued to ask, "Then in this Yulan Empire, where can one learn magic?"

"The Yulan Empire, you say?"

Boer was originally from the Yulan Empire, so he knew more about it than other places. When mentioning the Yulan Empire, there was a hint of pride in his tone, "Although the magic academies of the Yulan Empire are slightly inferior to the Ernst Institute, they are not far off. Besides, the Yulan Empire is also recognized as the empire with the most mages."

"However, whether it is the Ernst Institute or the magic academies of the Yulan Empire, they only teach talented geniuses, and they only teach them until they graduate as level-six mages. If you want to become a more powerful mage, you can only rely on your own efforts or seek other methods. And if you want to learn magic beyond level six, you can only do so by joining an imperial mage legion or other major factions."

They only teach magic up to level six?

Kawent was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't know many level-six spells—in fact, he could only be said to possess the most basic means, and perhaps even level-two or level-three mages could perform a wider variety of magic than he could—he wanted to advance to a level-seven or even higher-level mage, rather than just learning a few spells.

When Boer spoke to this point, his tone was full of longing, "And the best place to learn advanced magic is none other than the Temple of Life in the Yulan Empire."

The Temple of Life is the holy land in the hearts of the people of the Yulan Empire. It is also the place where the High Priest, one of the two god-level powerhouses on the Yulan Continent, resides.

It could be said that the large number of mages in the Yulan Empire is inseparable from the High Priest.

"The Temple of Life."

Kawent withdrew his thoughts.

Ever since he arrived in the Yulan Empire, he had heard the names of the Temple of Life and the High Priest countless times. After all, the High Priest was a legendary god-level powerhouse and the most powerful existence on the Yulan Continent. However, he hadn't expected that the Temple of Life was also the place with the most mages.

Even though he was a Saint-level powerhouse, he didn't think he could get the High Priest to teach him magic.

But according to what Boer said, in his current situation, going to the Temple of Life was indeed more suitable than going to the Ernst Institute. Even joining an imperial mage legion would be more useful than attending magic academies like the Ernst Institute.

Although Boer was only a warrior, as a person from the Yulan Empire, he naturally knew something about the requirements for joining the Temple of Life, and he sighed slightly, "However, to join the Temple of Life to learn advanced magic requires extremely strong talent and strength. Even the geniuses in the Ernst Institute are not necessarily able to enter."

Every time someone manages to join the Temple of Life, it causes a sensation in the Yulan Empire. After all, those who can join the Temple of Life are not just geniuses, but geniuses with extremely strong strength.

A thought also emerged in Kawent's mind; perhaps he could try his luck at the Temple of Life or in the Yulan Empire's mage legion.

The difficulty of joining the Temple of Life might be relatively high, but with his status as a Saint-level warrior, obtaining preferential treatment from the Yulan Empire should not be a problem. Perhaps he could then ask some mages above level six to guide him.

Of course, he was still prepared to try the Temple of Life first.

Rhine Empire, Rhine City.

This is the imperial capital of the Rhine Empire and the center of the entire Rhine Empire. At the same time, it is also the location of the Wester Academy.

Of course, the Wester Academy is not located inside Rhine City, but on a private hill outside the city.

The entire mountain and the area within a radius of ten miles belong to the Wester Academy.

All the teaching buildings of the academy are built on the hill, and even various entertainment venues are within this area. It can be said that the Wester Academy is more like a smaller "city" outside of Rhine City.

Edita brought a group of students back to the Wester Academy.

"Elite, you take the others back to the dormitory first."

Just as they walked into the Wester Academy, Edita spoke to Elite.

At the same time, Edita turned to look at the others, her tone somewhat formal, "Remember what I told you before; until there is a conclusion to this matter, no one is allowed to speak of it."

The matter of the Ring of Feilan had not yet been clarified, so it was best not to let it spread for now.

"Understood."

Several students nodded and responded.

Edita gave a hum, and then hurried directly toward the place where the dean resided.

This time, going to the Sunset Mountain Range for training and seeing the Ring of Feilan was a major event for the Wester Academy. As a mentor of the academy, she naturally had to report this matter.

Moreover, the Ring of Feilan appeared on a small mercenary...

Then, Mentor Cherifet might have already met with an accident. For the Wester Academy, this was no less than a bolt from the blue.

The current dean of the Wester Academy was a somewhat elderly man with white hair, over four hundred years old, and a level-nine peak grand magus of the wind and thunder elements.

He was also the strongest person currently in the Wester Academy.

"Dean Potter."

Edita knocked on the door outside the dean's courtyard, and then the gate opened by itself.

Dean Potter of the Wester Academy was sitting on a stone chair in the courtyard reading a magic book. Seeing Edita, he smiled, "Mentor Edita? You returned so quickly?"

Edita had applied in advance to lead a team out for training, so he naturally knew about it.

Edita did not answer Dean Potter's question directly, but said in a formal tone, "Dean Potter, I have discovered the trail of the Ring of Feilan!"

Dean Potter was stunned for a moment, then a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes. He stood up and stared into Edita's eyes, "Are you talking about the Ring of Feilan?"

Edita nodded, her tone also solemn, "I can be certain that it is the Ring of Feilan."

Soon, Edita recounted in detail what had happened on the outskirts of the Sunset Mountain Range.

Dean Potter sat back down, "You mean, a level-nine powerhouse has now obtained the Ring of Feilan, and he knows that the Ring of Feilan is a spatial ring, and wants to use another spatial ring to exchange for it?"

"Yes."

Edita replied.

A spatial ring is a treasure in itself; even for Wester Academy, obtaining another one is an extremely difficult task.

Dean Potter furrowed his brows, pondered for a moment, and finally made up his mind, "Regardless of the cost, the Ring of Feilan must be retrieved."

This aligned with Edita's own thoughts, or rather, it was the same conclusion everyone at Wester Academy would reach upon hearing the news.

"Go to the Holy Union first and inquire about information regarding this Rank 9 powerhouse. As long as the Ring of Feilan is not lost forever, that is enough."

Dean Potter said directly.

A Rank 9 powerhouse is already a formidable figure on the continent; as long as they travel the world, they leave legends behind. Especially a Rank 9 powerhouse who possesses a Rank 8 magical beast, the Blood-Veined Great Ape—the characteristics are far too obvious.

"Very well."

Even though she had only just returned to Wester Academy, Edita agreed immediately.

"Take Sorel with you and bring some students along. Tell the public you are going to Ernst Institute for an exchange. I will send a message to Ernst Institute first."

Dean Potter said, "As for the matter of the Ring of Feilan, do not let it spread for now."

Communication between academies is not an issue, as they have flying magical beasts. However, actually traveling to another academy, especially from the Rhine Empire to the Holy Union, takes a long time.

"I understand."

Edita nodded.

"Once you meet the other party, do not provoke them. As for the spatial ring to be used for the exchange, I will find a way as soon as possible."

Dean Potter's tone was somewhat helpless, "Even if we don't have a spatial ring, we will try our best to compensate for their loss. As long as the conditions are not excessive, we can agree to them."

If Dean Cherifet were still here, although Wester Academy might not be the top academy, they would not have to compromise like this when facing a Rank 9 powerhouse.

But now, when facing a Rank 9 powerhouse, they have no choice but to compromise.

Even if they were to tell the imperial royal family about this, the royal family would not dispatch a Saint-level powerhouse to the Holy Union for their sake.

Edita also felt Dean Potter's helplessness, but there was nothing she could do. After all, she was only a Rank 8 mage herself.

In the Yulan Continent, strength is everything.