Practicing Magic

"Father, I would like to ask, is it possible for a descendant of our Dragonblood Warrior family to become a mage?" Lin Feng's hands gripped the bedsheets tightly, his eyes fixed intently on his father. Although Lin Feng knew the answer was affirmative in his heart, he had to consider the situation and express himself from the perspective of Lin Feng Baruch.

Following this, Lin Feng was "struck" by Hogg, who then said, "Lin Feng, every year during the military recruitment season, which is late autumn, there are tests for recruiting magic students in the royal capital, Fenlai City. If you really want to go, try it out when late autumn arrives this year."

After saying this, Hogg walked out. A mage? The requirements for talent are too harsh, sigh!

Hogg left with a sigh, but Lin Feng was excited. He knew his path to becoming a powerhouse was about to begin, and countless challenges awaited him in the future.

After dinner, Lin Feng couldn't wait to return to his room. He wanted to drip his blood onto the Coiling Dragon Ring to claim it as his own and then have his Grandpa Doehring teach him how to practice magic. Although he knew that in the original story, Lin Feng only accidentally dripped blood on the Coiling Dragon Ring the next day due to the great battle between Dillon and Rudeus, he couldn't afford to gamble. If a large rock were to crack his head open tomorrow, there would be nowhere to cry.

He took the Coiling Dragon Ring from his chest, then carefully bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood onto the pitch-black ring.

The moment the blood touched the Coiling Dragon Ring, it was immediately absorbed by the dark material. As the blood was absorbed, the ring gradually emitted a hazy halo of light.

Lin Feng stared intently at the Coiling Dragon Ring, anticipating what would happen next.

Suddenly, the ring detached from Lin Feng's palm and floated into the air, the halo upon it growing increasingly intense.

"Whoosh!" The halo of the Coiling Dragon Ring suddenly contracted sharply, then transformed into a hazy stream of light. That stream of light flew out from the ring and descended beside the bed, directly manifesting into a person.

This was an elderly man wearing a moon-white robe, with white hair and a beard, and a kind expression.

Seeing this hazy figure, Lin Feng knew he was the soul of the Earth-element Saint-level Magus, Doehring Cowart, who had been residing within the Coiling Dragon Ring.

Although he knew the other party's identity, Lin Feng had to put on a look of surprise and shouted, "You, who are you?"

"Little fellow, hello. My name is Doehring Cowart, a Saint-level Magus of the Puang Empire!" the kind old man said with a smile.

Doehring Cowart's opening line was exactly the same as in the original story. Lin Feng didn't have time to investigate this; instead, he widened his eyes and asked, "You, you are a Saint-level Magus?"

Doehring Cowart nodded confidently.

Lin Feng's performance was quite good. Although he knew all of Doehring Cowart's background, he maintained a pure, ignorant appearance throughout. Because of this, Lin Feng successfully won Doehring Cowart's favor with his "innocence." Under Lin Feng's insistence, Doehring Cowart also named the "Ring of Earth" the "Coiling Dragon Ring."

The sweet-talking Lin Feng naturally began to call Doehring Cowart "Grandpa Doehring," and Doehring Cowart told Lin Feng about the history of Yulan and how he had escaped into the Coiling Dragon Ring with his soul back then.

At this point, the relationship between Lin Feng and his Grandpa Doehring had a qualitative breakthrough.

Doehring Cowart's kindness and gentleness successfully touched Lin Feng. If Lin Feng had only felt sympathy for Doehring Cowart before, he now undoubtedly regarded him as his own grandfather. As their conversation deepened, Grandpa Doehring's figure gradually overlapped with his grandfather who had passed away on Earth; both were so kind and gentle, both were...

"Grandpa Doehring, you just said you are a Saint-level Magus, so can you teach me how to learn magic?" Lin Feng's heart thumped wildly. Although he knew for certain that Grandpa Doehring would teach him, he was still a bit nervous. After all, he was not the original Lin Feng. Even though the body was still the original Lin Feng Baruch's, he couldn't be sure if the magic talent of this body would disappear due to his transmigration. If that were the case, Lin Feng would have to practice as a warrior and be cut off from magic.

Doehring Cowart's white beard twitched, and his eyes lit up as he said, "Of course I can! Your Grandpa Doehring is the greatest Earth-element Saint-level Magus, and among all types of magic, Earth-element is the most powerful!" Old Doehring became spirited the moment he spoke of magic.

Next, Lin Feng followed Doehring Cowart's method to test his Earth-element magic talent.

"Come, now I will first test your elemental affinity. Sit cross-legged, close your eyes, and enter a meditative state," Doehring Cowart said gently.

Although Lin Feng had never practiced before, having read countless novels, he had a concept of what meditation was.

Sitting cross-legged as instructed, Lin Feng began to meditate. However, knowing the concept of meditation was one thing, but entering the state of meditation was another. No matter how hard Lin Feng tried, he could not enter the meditative state.

"Could it be that Lin Feng's magic talent really disappeared because of my transmigration?" Lin Feng looked dejected. If that were true, he would never be able to return to Earth, to his hometown.

"Don't worry, you just need to feel carefully. Whatever you feel, just tell me when the time comes," Doehring Cowart gave Lin Feng an encouraging smile. Lin Feng immediately closed his eyes again, trying hard to calm his mind.

This time, with Doehring Cowart's guidance, it took about half an hour, and Lin Feng finally entered the meditative state.

Doehring Cowart looked at Lin Feng, who had entered the meditative state, smiled faintly, and then waved his hand.

Suddenly, a large amount of Earth-elemental energy began to gather around Lin Feng. Normally, the density of Earth-elemental energy in a place is roughly the same, but at this moment, relying on his powerful spiritual force, Doehring Cowart made the Earth-elemental energy around Lin Feng nearly a hundred times denser.

"If he can't feel the Earth-elemental energy under these conditions, then there is no hope at all," Doehring Cowart thought to himself.

A hundred times denser—even an ordinary person would be able to sense it.

At this moment, Lin Feng, who had completely entered the meditative state, felt very happy and excited. It seemed that Lin Feng's magic talent had not disappeared. Haha, I also have hope of becoming a controller. But then, Lin Feng became puzzled. The original book mentioned that when Lin Feng first meditated, besides the earthy-yellow Earth-elemental magic particles, there were only a few faint cyan Wind-elemental magic particles around him. But at this moment, there were colorful light spots of all kinds around him: fiery red, pitch black, incandescent white, water blue, deep purple, and light cyan. Of course, the most numerous were the earthy-yellow Earth-elemental magic particles.

Watching these dense, colorful light spots dancing happily around him, the confusion in Lin Feng's heart grew heavier.

"Could it be that I am an even greater genius than Lin Feng, possessing super-grade affinity for all elements?"

Thinking of this possibility, Lin Feng felt even more exhilarated inside.